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erin	Posted: Sep 2 2007, 08:55 PM
.sexeh. Group: .admin. Posts: 43 Member No.: 1 Joined: 1-September 07	THE MAIN PLOT The Seven Year War, that�s what the world of magical beings called the extravagant battle between brothers, sisters, classmates, next door neighbors, children, adults, and the vanquished Lord Voldemort. The Dark Lord had been releasing his monstrous venom of death and sorrow for much longer than that, but it seemed all too fitting with the Boy-Who-Lived fighting the killer each and every year in a place that was qualified as safe. Harry Potter had brought a sphere of light in a world of darkness by befriending the right people, going on gut instincts, not backing down, and equipping people he cared about with the right magic that so many believed they didn�t need at all. So many were lost, not-so-simple tragedies that kept life in retrospect for others. Some sought revenge for their loved ones that no longer had a voice or a soul. Those people had given their lives for something much more important, freedom and life for one and all, magical or not, and they were forever remembered from passing along stories and monuments either patched in the Ministry or on the grounds of Hogwarts. But was it really over? In this time are we loving Or do we sit here wondering Why this world isn�t turning around? It�s now or never. Nothing was as easy as it seemed. While everybody went on to believe the idea that Voldemort was deceased, rotting in a hell so intolerable that the most angst ridden people would shudder at the thought, then to only smile to themselves. The murderer deserved the fate he got, as well as the Death Eaters that got away who deserved the same hell. It was true, he was dead, no more distraught to be brought from his claws, no more fear of what lurked in the shadows, watching, waiting to strike. The world wasn�t exactly all rainbows and lollipops, but it seemed to be a peaceful time in life. Yet, almost nobody knew of the thundering black cloud that was growing, waiting for havoc to bestow itself onto the earth. What if, with the cruelest of possibilities, that Voldemort had a son? What if, while fate was playing this cruel trick, they placed this son in the capable hands of Hogwarts? What if nobody knew that he was even there, brain growing with the hardest of influences? What if, during her battle with Mrs. Weasley, the presumed dead Bellatrix Lestrange wasn�t dead at all? This boy was the son to a lunatic poisoned with the black blood of a Dark Mark from the deceased Lord Voldemort. We have no use for the truth And now�s the time for us to lose. Who we are and how we�ve tried, Taking every step in stride It�s now or never to decide. The Lestrange boy attended Hogwarts until his fourth year, where he got kicked out for trying to use Dark Magic on one of the professors, Dark Magic taught by his deranged mother. After being kicked out, his mother spent time teaching him each and everything her lord had told him that the boy should know. It was all for the best, probably, for Bellatrix believed that those filthy people at the school were diluting him. Years passed until he was almost an adult, a big, muscular boy that was prepared for carrying on a father he never knew, yet despised anyway through his strong virtues physically and mentally, knowing more magic then most. He attended regular Death Eater meetings, usually held in small numbers in a secluded area for others to pass on the news of that meeting, just out of fear that somebody might know that they were starting to grow again � and all for the cleansing of that that wasn�t pure magic. It was a form of racial cleansing that was horrible for too many to even think about. What could the new found Order, compromised of Harry, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Neville, and all the usual candidates know completely about their former classmates Goyle, Draco, and their newcomers? It was sensible to believe it, but they were too cunning from the things they learned from their parents. In this way are we learning Or do we sit here yearning For this world to stop turning around? It�s now or never. Sacrifice was needed to end brutality, to end war, but sacrifice was not needed in the aspects of a child meant to become a killer. Sacrificing person�s childhood made them cold-hearted, stubborn, and angry � a potent combination for a Voldemort/Lestrange mix. His mother would become horribly depressed, screaming insanities that could have woke a whole neighborhood if they hadn�t taken up a home in the dark tunnels of the underground, only leaving when needing food, and for the boy to become used to the sunlight. Their life did change when moving from one house to the next with the Death Eaters, but it was not a life that anybody deserved. Holidays barely existed, a bitter disappointment to know that the wish as a child would never come true, to have a father, and when Bellatrix became a mad drunk as well, he took care of her more then she ever had him. He was quite the gentleman for such a ticking time bomb. It was what he was for it was only the matter of time before his father�s followers allowed him out of his cage to go crazy as power. He�d thrive on it; crave it, which was for certain, and demand respect from the most feeble of creatures. If they didn�t, they�d get a curse pointed at them and bye-bye cruel world. Another war is brewing deep in the crevices of every family and in the very school deemed safe�by a not-so-ordinary boy. A Voldemort prot�g� with a Lestrange mother, craziness is sure to ensure. In just a few months, the mock-devil�s eighteenth birthday will give him more power and the Death Eaters will worship the ground he stands on. Despair is certain to follow for all of those hollowed away in the school or even the world of magic. Will Hogwarts ever be safe? In this time are we loving, Wondering if it�s all turning around? It�s Now or Never

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