Saving Her; Saving Us All
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
18
Views:
34,362
Reviews:
67
Recommended:
4
Currently Reading:
3
Disclaimer:
Harry Potter, and all the characters associated there with belong to JK Rowling, Scholastic, and a bunch of people who are not me. I make no profit from this story and suing me would only yield a whole bunch of well-loved books
Saving Her; Saving Us All
Author Note: Please note the age of consent both in my home state and in the UK, which covers London and Hogwarts (someone would have asked), is 16 years of age. Hermione Granger turned 16 on September 19th of the Golden trio's fifth year. Thank you and have a nice day.
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My Dear Husband is a Poser Artist...a damn good one if I do say so myself. So he (under duress) created a Poser Cover art for my Lost Prophecy Story Saving Her; Saving Us All.
You can view it here: http:/mrsynnerster(dot)deviantart(dot)com/gallery/#/d30lozh
Hope you enjoy, and if you are over 18 feel free to view his other works.
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Prologue 1
The Lost Prophecy
1000 Years Before the Founding of Hogwarts
A young wizard sat in his home watching as his mother cooked dinner. He was only home to tend to a healing potion he was creating for a new mother in the village. Just as he finished stirring the potion, his mother spoke in a strange voice.
There will come a time in the land of the Celts and Picts when the Nation of Magic will be torn asunder by a false war.
A war waged by those who wear false faces, and fight for a false cause.
During this time the Light’s most powerful bond will form.
--The most powerful of all those prophesized,
--The most powerful first born witch of the nation
--The prodigal son returned from the hands of judgement
--The wizard of two faces: who must first lay down the sins of the father
--The twin mages who revel in chaos
--The sovereign from the Continent Dark
Borne of petty hate and silent jealousy
The Bond shall save them all
The queen, her kings, the nation, the world.
Twice more the young wizard’s soft spoken mother spoke these words in a strange deep voice before she returned to herself. As the years passed and the young wizard grew old, he gave the knowledge of the prophecy to his children, who passed it forth to their children and so forth, until the line died out. Before the death of the last of the young wizard’s direct line, he wrote the prophecy down for those who would come after. He preserved the papyrus with a spell and used all his remaining magic to add a translation spell to it as well.
He prayed that the knowledge would be found when it was most needed.
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Prologue 2
Seven Days after the Battle of the Ministry
Deep within the Ministry of Magic, in a secret sector called the Department of Mysteries, there stands a veil. The uneducated call it the Veil of Death, but a few remember its true purpose. After the days of Merlin, but before the founding of the modern Wizengamot, the Veil stood as the ultimate judicial authority.
During the Battle of the Ministry, Sirius Orion Black had passed through the veil after being hit by a full powered disarming spell. The spell thrown by his insane cousin Bellatrix, was believed by those there to have killed Sirius by sending him through the Veil of Death, did the one thing Albus Dumbledore NEVER wanted to happen; it gave Sirius a trial.
Seven days after he entered the Veil, Sirius Black rolled to the floor of the Department of Mysteries. A Loud voice rang through the halls of the Ministry, “this one has been judged, his soul is pure, condemn him not.”
Amelia Bones stood abruptly; the voice of Judgment hasn’t been heard in the Ministry in centuries, most believed it to be no more than a myth left over from before the formation of the Wizengamot. Yet its words rang through every hallway of the building; “this one has been judged, his soul is pure, condemn him not.”
Oh My God,” DMLE Head breathed. Dropping everything, she took off running. She knew of only one person to have gone through the veil of judgment in this lifetime. Crashing through crowds of confused Ministry workers, Amelia ran into Kingsley and Tonks. The senior Auror had reached the same conclusion she had, and the three aurors made record time to the veil room.
There on the floor before them lay the naked body of accused betrayer Sirius Black. He was covered in a thin layer of viscous fluid, but on the whole looked healthier than he had in years. The magic of the ancient Veil of Judgment, was stronger than anything in the ministry, every wanted poster, file, and piece of paperwork dealing with Sirius Black and his guilt in the death of the Potters in 1981 now had the same declaration the veil had made verbally stamped across it. This was true not only in the magical world, but also in the mundane world as well.
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My Dear Husband is a Poser Artist...a damn good one if I do say so myself. So he (under duress) created a Poser Cover art for my Lost Prophecy Story Saving Her; Saving Us All.
You can view it here: http:/mrsynnerster(dot)deviantart(dot)com/gallery/#/d30lozh
Hope you enjoy, and if you are over 18 feel free to view his other works.
***************************************************************************************************
Prologue 1
The Lost Prophecy
1000 Years Before the Founding of Hogwarts
A young wizard sat in his home watching as his mother cooked dinner. He was only home to tend to a healing potion he was creating for a new mother in the village. Just as he finished stirring the potion, his mother spoke in a strange voice.
There will come a time in the land of the Celts and Picts when the Nation of Magic will be torn asunder by a false war.
A war waged by those who wear false faces, and fight for a false cause.
During this time the Light’s most powerful bond will form.
--The most powerful of all those prophesized,
--The most powerful first born witch of the nation
--The prodigal son returned from the hands of judgement
--The wizard of two faces: who must first lay down the sins of the father
--The twin mages who revel in chaos
--The sovereign from the Continent Dark
Borne of petty hate and silent jealousy
The Bond shall save them all
The queen, her kings, the nation, the world.
Twice more the young wizard’s soft spoken mother spoke these words in a strange deep voice before she returned to herself. As the years passed and the young wizard grew old, he gave the knowledge of the prophecy to his children, who passed it forth to their children and so forth, until the line died out. Before the death of the last of the young wizard’s direct line, he wrote the prophecy down for those who would come after. He preserved the papyrus with a spell and used all his remaining magic to add a translation spell to it as well.
He prayed that the knowledge would be found when it was most needed.
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Prologue 2
Seven Days after the Battle of the Ministry
Deep within the Ministry of Magic, in a secret sector called the Department of Mysteries, there stands a veil. The uneducated call it the Veil of Death, but a few remember its true purpose. After the days of Merlin, but before the founding of the modern Wizengamot, the Veil stood as the ultimate judicial authority.
During the Battle of the Ministry, Sirius Orion Black had passed through the veil after being hit by a full powered disarming spell. The spell thrown by his insane cousin Bellatrix, was believed by those there to have killed Sirius by sending him through the Veil of Death, did the one thing Albus Dumbledore NEVER wanted to happen; it gave Sirius a trial.
Seven days after he entered the Veil, Sirius Black rolled to the floor of the Department of Mysteries. A Loud voice rang through the halls of the Ministry, “this one has been judged, his soul is pure, condemn him not.”
Amelia Bones stood abruptly; the voice of Judgment hasn’t been heard in the Ministry in centuries, most believed it to be no more than a myth left over from before the formation of the Wizengamot. Yet its words rang through every hallway of the building; “this one has been judged, his soul is pure, condemn him not.”
Oh My God,” DMLE Head breathed. Dropping everything, she took off running. She knew of only one person to have gone through the veil of judgment in this lifetime. Crashing through crowds of confused Ministry workers, Amelia ran into Kingsley and Tonks. The senior Auror had reached the same conclusion she had, and the three aurors made record time to the veil room.
There on the floor before them lay the naked body of accused betrayer Sirius Black. He was covered in a thin layer of viscous fluid, but on the whole looked healthier than he had in years. The magic of the ancient Veil of Judgment, was stronger than anything in the ministry, every wanted poster, file, and piece of paperwork dealing with Sirius Black and his guilt in the death of the Potters in 1981 now had the same declaration the veil had made verbally stamped across it. This was true not only in the magical world, but also in the mundane world as well.