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Eurielle leant against a tree and stared dumbly at the ground. She wasn't sure what to say or even what to think. ' Seek them out and you will find the past and future intertwined', " It. . . it said she had seen the beginning of the end," she began with a shaky breath, finally looking back up at the centaur, " That implies. . . no it's impossible!"

Firenze shook his head, " You humans," he said to himself, " You're not thinking fourth dimensionally child. Time does not exist, it's simply something humans came up with to make sense of the world around them. According to this prophecy your mother's past is our future, and only she can tell us what is to come,"

Eurielle's heart began to race at the thought of her mother who was slowly withering away in that damn house. There she was sitting in a chair looking out the window, and inside her were secrets, lies, and knowledge.

People were dying everyday and her mother could stop it.

Firenze walked closer to her and bowed his head slightly, " Your mother might just be the chosen one's savior,"

-

Eurielle ran down corridor after corridor. She needed to get to the library and process all this new information. It was all making sense now, all that rubbish that spewed out of Trelawney's crusty lips made bloody sense.

Waves of discord and misery will lash the lion . . .

Harry will flight battles, Harry will lose people

Born with past sight. . . Will the water be tamed by the one . . . Who has seen the beginning of the end. . .For only they know what is to come. . . Seek them out and you will find the past and future intertwined

The war can be fought and won by her mother, she could save them all.

But there was one more thing.

Ripples of sadness and confusion caused by a pure heart. . .

She didn't know but right now that part didn't matter. She needed to talk to Sirius and Remus, maybe even Dumbledore.

Eurielle went down a section and wasn't surprised to see the library was totally deserted. There was a Quidditch game going on afterall, but that was the furthest thing from her mind at the moment. She grabbed a few books and sat down.

-

Sirius crept into the parlor where Evelyn sat drinking her afternoon tea. She seemed calm today. She had told him good morning and made them both coffee before retreating to her little spot in the corner of the living room. Evelyn read for most of the morning and Sirius had been waiting until now to approach her.

" Good afternoon," he said before closing the door behind him.

She looked up and smiled before sitting her cup down on it's saucer, " Is everything alright?' she asked with a small smile and curious eyes.

He must have looked nervous, " Um yeah," he said stuffing his hand into his pockets, " I was just wondering if we could read together or if you could keep telling me that story, we haven't done that in a while,"

She sat up a little straighter and nodded before gesturing to the couch, " Sure," she said softly, " Take a seat,"

She watched him do so with tired eyes and a small smile, " Now, where did I leave off?" she said to herself. Evelyn pursed her lips and furrowed her eyebrows, " It really has been a while hasn't it. . . but her life began like everyone else's. In a hospital room with her mother and father. Except this time she had a new name, a new face, and fortunately a new family."

𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 | ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟚 𝕠𝕗 ' 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕖 ' HIATUSWhere stories live. Discover now