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Post by Miss Magical Lizzy on May 19, 2010 13:29:32 GMT -5
Let me tell you a tale of tainted blood. Let me tell you a story so frightening it will make your skin crawl. Let me tell you of things you don't want to hear, for hear you must to understand.
So many lives were lost in His war. The blood shed in the final battle streamed down the streets of Hogsmeade, staining everything in its path. Names became numbers and those who lived became tools. My mother stood at the edge of a cliff, staring down at Hogwarts as it lay in ruins. A week passed in complete silence. My people were mourning, their people were mourning. All the alliances we had formed were for nothing.
I remember the dark hair and emerald eyes of their "Chosen One" as he and his wife strode across the ash covered grounds. He rose his wand and motioned for his wife to stand back. Everything began to restore slowly. It took him four years of powerful magic to re-build everything. People said he had made a promise to himself, claiming he would re-store everything in time for his children to attend school there.
Upon the re-opening of Hogwarts, Harry and Ginevra Potter hosted a ball. Half-way through the night's events, an old man stumbled through the doors to the Great Hall. He claimed his name was Andrew Caravus and that the Wizarding World was no longer safe. A new war was on the horizon and "She" would change their way of life forever. Some listened to the warning. others chose to forget the words and accuse Caravus of madness.
It was James Potter's first year of school when my mother declared war once more on the Wizarding World. She was once Lord Voldemort's loyal servant. Her gifts as a seer have made history. Her declaration states that all tainted blood must be exterminated. The Wizarding World has been poisoned too long. She despises all muggleborns, half-breeds, and creatures. It was once accused that she herself had tainted blood because of her visions. She laughed and explained that she had been gifted with her enhanced abilities and her blood was superior.
Fanatics, extremists, and nearly all of the old Death Eaters have been recruited to join the numbers of Her army. Order members can only guess Her intentions. The darkest of times have arrived once more.
Where will you stand once the battle begins? Where is your heart in the choices you make? And, most importantly, will a little tainted blood really change everything?
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