Brand New Day

Disclaimer:
Oh, I wish I did own them. Just imagine what I would be able to do... -sigh- well, Since I own nothing but this plot, I would settle for Draco and Harry all tied up and covered in chocolate in my bed as a birthday present.

Author’s note:
So we can tell when someone is talking, thinking, etc.:

“character talking”
“ character thinking or using telepathy ”
{character “talking” or “using telepathy” in parceltongue}

Let me know if it works or if I should use something else

Now I have a Beta and she is helping me revise the story. I\'ll be up dating the first seven chapters now and (I hope) adding a new one in the next few hours.

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Chapter 01.
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Snape was not in a good mood, the day so far had been dreadful and things were not looking up. In a few moments Malfoy and Avery would be arriving to assist him in to taking a particularly large batch of potions to the Dark Lord. Why did Voldemort have to ask him of all people to prepare potions that a first year could do was beyond him.

It was summer for crying out loud. He should not be at Hogwarts brewing potions, he should be at home enjoying a well deserved break from his teaching activities.

A small noise behind him made him stand on his toes. Someone was coming, not apparating, coming from the woods... that was not good, it could be a trap from the Ministry, or from the Dark Lord, one never knows, or just an unlucky wizard who decided to go for a stroll and now would pay the price for walking in to the Death Eaters.

Snape cursed as Trelaway stumbled from the woods. She appeared to be drunk, barely able to stand by herself.

“Excellent, I can convince her to go someplace else and she will never remember meeting me here.”

“Sibil, what are you doing here? Been drinking, haven’t we? What could you possibly want to gain with this? Is it a desperate attempt to gain a vision?” Snape snarls at her, hoping to scare her enough to send her away as soon as possible.

“Snape, hahaha, Snape, oh, Snape... so alone, alone in the woods.” Giggles Trelaway hugging a tree to keep herself steady “they talk you know, shh, shh, listen... they tell me secrets, oh, secrets, so many secrets, they were not talking to me, I had to sneak, I’m very sneaky now, hide, so they speak to me”.

Snape sighs, this may take longer than he though. “yes, well, lovely to know, why don’t you go listen to what the castle has to say to you, hummm?”

“No, not there, no, no” She seems to be scare at the idea.

Snape raises a brow intrigued, what was that about?.

“They don’t tell me secrets there, they take the secrets away from me, no whispers, no dreams, no, not there, just the foul taste and mist, the mist... I can’t see there, not there... I can see here... yes, I can see... oh, you are not alone anymore,” Trelaway is suddenly serious, almost standing strait while still holding the three to balance herself, “the delivers of fear have arrived”.

Just when his interest was beginning to pick up he hears two loud cracks and turns around to see two figures clad as Death Eaters standing near.

“What have we here?” Snape recognises Avery’s voice. “Did you decide to bring the entertainment as well, old friend?”

“Damn it, you idiot, keep your mouth shut. She is the so called teacher of divination at Hogwarts and got here by accident. They will be expecting her back at Hogwarts any moment now. We will have to obliviate her and send her in her way, fast, before we are too late to see... to the meeting.” Snapes snaps at the hooded figure.

“I’ll do it, get moving with the potions” says the second figure – Malfoy, Snape knows that voice all to well to be mistaken.

Malfoy grabs Trelaway by her arm and points his wand at her, but before he utters the spell, Trelaway begins to talk in a strange deep voice, her eyes unfocused and her aura glowing with unsuspected power.

“Angel of no faith, bringer of pain, you who shad the blood of so many... your blood will keep its flow through time, a bright path of light for your blood, so much power, pleasure and pain, all your dreams within the grasp of your hand. And the biggest one of all... yes... you need not to fear, your family will not been forgotten and the future has a bright spot for the Malfoys. The balance of power is about to be tipped by the flow of life, flow of blood... The path of blood, take care of the blood, don’t turn your back. Blood and snakes are dancing in my mind...” Trelaway faints in Malfoys arms.

The three man were stunned with what they heard. The amount of magic dancing around them left no room for doubt, that was a real vision. Snapes curses under his breath, he knows that nothing short of a miracle will save Trelaway now. The Dark Lord has been looking for a seer for too long and the damn woman had to come here of all places and have a vision, now, of all times.

Malfoy is frozen in shock, not three hours ago he had used those very same words while talking to his wife expressing his fear that the Malfoy line would end and be forgotten, disappear in the heat of the war and leave no heirs to carry on the name. It was too late to change sides now and things were not looking good for their side, and all of the sudden this woman coming out of nowhere, this fraud, according to Draco and Snape... How as that even possible?

There was really nothing left to say, they all knew how hard Voldemort was looking for a seer, leaving her behind was not even an option. Gathering everything they appareted away. Trelaway firmly held in Malfoy’s arms.

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Disclaimer: Nope, not my yet, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed.