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Post by ANNE on Sept 14, 2009 19:24:30 GMT -5
It's funny how a glass of water could have so much effect on the world. It's funny how one glass of water ended the lives of hundreds of wizards. It's funny how life could be so much better if it hadn't been for one glass of water.
The sound of horse hooves echoed in the distance and Merope was outside in the road the next second, a glass of water held tightly in her trembling hand. As the horse came nearer, the rider could be seen, a beautiful man with a head full of dark hair and looks that could bring anyone to their knees. Hence why Merope was so infatuated with him and why she was standing in the middle of this road on such a stifling day. The horse stopped and the man bent down to receive the glass of water from the woman standing there with a look of pure terror on her face. Next moment, the woman was gone, running down the path of cowardice, the water in a pile on the warm dirt.
Later on, she died, alone and without a child. Most would think of this as terrible sad, but little did they know that by not giving the man that water, Merope had just stopped the most dark wizard of all time from being born. And so life for everyone else continued, happy and without the darkening shadow of Lord Voldemort.
Those that would have died at the hands of Voldemort, didn't. They went on to marry those they loved and have children who then grew up and attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Those wizards that would have become the Deatheaters obviously couldn't without a dark leader and so remained average working civilians. The few braver ones still voiced their views about muggle borns out loud but were soon silenced by the rest of the population.
But no matter how at peace the world is, there will always be drama and grudges to uphold inside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. When so many teenagers and crammed into one castle, there are bound to be arguments, romances and of course, a hell of a lot of fights. It does not help that the children act exactly like their parents, all of whom bear their old grudges against others for any particular reason. But these rifts are overlooked by the outside world, their parents turning their heads and pretending that nothing is wrong, they are only childish conflicts after all...aren't they?
So life went on, and people stayed blissfully unwear of the anger that was brewing. For little did they know, that no Voldemort means no murder for Tom Riddle and no prison sentence for Merope's brother Morphin. But no one feels he is a problem, especially as they have absolutely no idea where he is. Isn't it terrible how a long time period of peace turns people into absolute idiots? Because all the while they are sitting around, drinking tea and twiddling their thumbs, they have overlooked the fact that Morphins son, who grew up in an orphanage, is now out of Hogwarts and is looking to start an uprising with the help of his peers.
Now many are graduated and beginning their lives, while the world around them spirals into war. A war, the Ministry of Magic are trying to deny, claiming magical accidents and unfortunate events, every time a dead body pops up. However many are not staying blind to the war, and the first Order of the Phoenix has been assembled, with anybody willing to fight. The people are few and far between, as many believe the lies of the Ministry of Magic, however as time goes by and more tragic ‘magical accidents’ hit the front page, people are beginning to see the lies and begin to panic. Most children have been taken out of Hogwarts, as parents are afraid to let them out of their sights. Families go into hiding, scared that their family portrait will be the next to hit the headlines, being claimed a magical accident. All the while the Death Eaters, and their leader smile smugly as the world falls to pieces and they wait for their chance to strike.
Isn't it funny how much power resides in a single glass of slightly-spiked water?
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