Prophecies an Remembering
Death Eaters at Hogwarts, a student attacked, and centaurs speaking of a prophecy. Something is very wrong in the wizarding world. I was ear the edge of the forest, and voices carry, I heard a centaur, and some students. The centaur spoke of a prophecy, and all I could think of was what my mother told me about Lord Voldemort and Harry Potter. She told me that Voldemort had tried to kill Harry because of a prophecy, a prophecy that foretold the time and manner of his birth, and the fact that he would be able to defeat Voldemort. Could it be that another prophecy has been made? That another Dark Lord has arisen? I hope not, I hope with every fiber of my being.
It's funny. My mother hates me for what I beleive, she thinks I've betrayed my family. Yet she tells me things that most my age don't know. She tells me about Voldemort, and the Death Eaters. I could probably give you the names of fifty death eaters, and more than a few of them would surprise you. My life is so fucked it's not even funny.
But my mind has been put slightly at ease. Kiari is all right... well, at least... well, she's not dead. And I suppose that's something. I don't know what her condition is, only that she's alive. But I'm still not sure I'll ever be able to speak to her. I can't help thinking... what if my mother was one of her attackers?
I think I think too much.
~Remember~
You tell me things I shouldn't know
Of secrets best left buried
Of death and torture
Darkness and evil
of the darkest wizard kind
You tell me I'm not good enough
That I've a foolish mind
That I will be the first to go
The first to find the light
Of heavens shining gate
You preach your song of rightousness
Of pure bloods great and gone
Of murder for your master
Though he is dead, destroyed
And you alone, deserted
But you can't see what lies in me
The power of the mind
The magic of the heart
You know not the magic I posses
Held hanging by my chest
You fool yourself with cliched claims
Of supremacy and good
Of purity and power
Yet you know deep down
You should be what you bound yourself to be
You know deep down you should become
What you can never be
Your conscience you denounced
Long, long ago
Yet at time it whispers,
Oh so loud
just to let you know
To tell you of the wrongs you've done
The hearts you broken
The minds you've burned
To tell you what you need to be
To tell you what I need
'Tis a secret I shall never tell
The thing you most want buried
'Tis the darkest thought within your heart
The thing you have denied
You'll never speak
I'll never tell
Loyal even now
Loyal to the final breath
This one secret I shall keep
These words that haunt your darkest sleep
His name, it haunts your dreams.
You loved him once,
I know you did
I've his words to prove me right
His words I carry even now
When you've abandoned love
"Dreams can drive you oh so far,"
He told me late one night
"They'll carry you through thick and thin,
And right across deaths door.
They'll make the wrongs forgiveable
The let down lighter still
They'll bring those gone across the veil
Back to your aching heart."
I smiled then and asked him
"What do you dream at night."
He smiled weakly, held me tight
And whispered in my ear.
"I dream a dream of love so sweet
She's not the heart to share.
I dream a dream of days gone by
When stars glistened in her hair.
I dream a dream of love so sweet
To share it with my girls
A dream a dream where darkness deep
Is known solely to the fairy tales."
Remember mommy when you laugh
And cackle in the Dark
Remember every time you kill
Or break another heart
Remember what you did to him
To me, to us, to you
Remember that he still could live
And love, and talk and laugh.
Remember what you've done to me
Remember how it felt
Remember how I cried at night
Remember what you said
The crimson flowing from his heart
The steel imbedded there
The scream, the howl
The cried surprise
The feined greif I saw there
If ever I should fall to dark remember just one thing
That everything you've done to him
You did it twice to me
