Chapters
4th of May 1994, Friday Dumbledore Igor Karkaroff nervously paced across his office. Just like almost everything else in Durmstrang, the headmaster’s office was dark and gloomy, even without mentioning the cursed books lining the shelves. The windows were stilted, lacking in sunlight; a dark grey carpet sagged across the floor, and the furniture was either cast or coloured in various degrees of dark, joyless hues. “He’s about to return, Dumbledore!” Igor rolled up his left sleeve and…- 405.7 K • Ongoing
- ??? As twilight fell, a cloaked figure appeared in a little village nestled between the folds of the Swiss Alps. He strolled between the winding cobbled streets, though none of the villagers seemed to notice his presence, even though his black cloak fluttered and shifted with each step he made. In turn, the figure had not glanced at the villagers even once, as if they were no more important than ants on the roadside. Light faded as the last rays of the sun began to sink, casting the cloudy sky…
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- Corruption or Incompetence? The Ministry’s play for House Black and Lestrange’s seats! By our correspondent Kateris Tree While certain elements claim the attack on Hogsmeade was a premeditated murder and a bold escape, I have unearthed new evidence. Further exploration of that day—including memories provided to me by a handful of witnesses on the scene—suggests that Lady Juno Bellatrix Black has been kidnapped by unknown assailants. “Miss Black has never broken a rule during her stay in…
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- April 30th 1994 Saturday (127 days later) Juno Black The last few months had been fruitful. They had managed to convince Amelia Bones to teach them Apparition and take the official exam, though it would take until summer for their license to come. The first basilisk scale battle robes were finally finished last month, though it was estimated that Juno and Harry would outgrow them in less than a year. It was of no matter; she would just commission a new set by then. “Mum wants a double…
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- 20th of June 1994, Monday (24 days later) Harry Potter The garden in Potter Home was transformed into an odd union of a Muggle running track and a playground. He tickled Estelle with the crimson feather, and she giggled louder, happily waving her chubby arms at him. Chuckling, he evaded for a time, but eventually allowed his goddaughter’s fingers to pluck the feather from his grasp. Without hesitation, she put it in her mouth and started chewing. “Phoenix feathers are not for…
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- 259 AC, The Red Keep The Young Princess “Are you certain you wish to do this?” Whitedream’s face was twisted into a heavy frown. “There are easier ways, my young apprentice.” “Leaving the Red Keep is not an option,” she said. “Not for me, and not now.” The quiet stretched as Rhaella studied her mentor’s still face. It gave away nothing, as Whitedream had the uncanny skill just to sit still without moving a muscle for hours, but his eyes betrayed him. They had turned a…
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- 8th Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark Torrhen was heaving like a horse after a race, misty puffs escaping his mouth one after another. Two mornings had passed since his squire had begun running in full armour. While tired to the bone, not a word of complaint left his lips. Jon estimated it was one part pride and four parts pure stubbornness. Pride or not, persistence was respectable, if not always for the right reasons. Still, if stubbornness could be aimed properly, it became a boon, not a…
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- 258 AC, The Red Keep The Young Princess There had been no chance to speak with her grandfather, to gauge his reaction and try to confide in him. While Aegon the Unlikely was a busy king, he wasn’t too hard to meet. But Rhaella couldn’t meet him, no matter how much she wished to, despite being a princess of the blood and his only granddaughter. The chambers of the Maidenvault were flush with velvet tapering and gilded furniture, an empty luxury meant to entertain Baelor’s sisters for…
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- 259 AC, Beyond the Wall The Lost Bastard Blood bloomed across the snow like a crimson flower as Jon cautiously inched closer, stretching his senses. But there was only silence amidst the trees and the snow. The singer was dead. It was alone, too. He felt nothing at the sight, as if he had killed just another hare, but his eyes studied the fallen creature regardless. Dark brown skin, dappled with pale spots like a deer. It possessed a child’s stature, but its nose was too flat to be human, as…
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- 258 AC, the Red Keep The Young Princess Rhaella woke up in a cold sweat again. This time, she had dreamed of cut throats and pools of blood. And the screams still echoed in her mind. It was her own screams… the ones she had heard from her older self. The manner of Septa Melona’s death had been covered up, but Septon Manton’s murder was seen by too many to be buried. “By noon, half the city will know a septon was killed in the Red Keep in broad daylight,” her father said, sipping…
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