Beautiful Storms to Come

Prologue

"Harry Potter," Dumbledore whispered.

When those words were uttered, five students collapsed, banging their heads against the table with a loud clatter.

Screams of alarm rang across the room as Madam Pomfrey is forced to examine the unconscious students.

Those who collapsed?

Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.

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"Albus? What is happening? Why have these students collapsed? Is it the work of the Dark Lord?" Mcgonagall said quietly, her eyes flicking over to her students in worry that laid in the infirmary cots.

Albus was quiet.

He did not know what was going to happen, but he had a very bad feeling about it.

The teachers chatted about it for a bit more, until Madam Pomfrey ordered them out for their noise.

They left, but not without a couple of worried glances.

After a few minutes, the first to awaken was Luna Lovegood.

She was cute and had long, silvery blonde hair that curled at the ends. Her misty blue eyes darted around and they landed on her friends.

Her eyes brimmed with tears and a choked gasp fell from her throat.

"We're alive," she murmured in joy.