An arrogant slytherin boy with a huge ego. A girl with the heart of an angel and mind of the devil.
The boy who had no choice. The girl who gave no choice.
He has the mark he hide. She has the scars she wears with pride.
Prince of slytherin and Quee...
He is coming. All you have ever learned will be put to test. Death will show its face. Those who have been leashed will be unleashed.
ti symvaínei.(what is happening.)
bellator,eri.
Maga fallaciarum, eri
Sirenas salutator, eri
Kori an ainni, eri
Kori i diaboli, eri
Eri jin somno, angele
dāria o udun, eri.....
Azalea woke up with a gasp, panicked. She frantically looked around, any signs of a danger. "shhh, its okay. Calm down" snape held her tightly. "its okay, you are at the infirmary. You weren't breathing." She let him help her sit properly.
She was drowning, she saw visions, she remember casting the spell. After that, everything was dark except for an ominous chant that rang in her mind. The visions. I've to tell snape about them.
"you were muttering something in your sleep. I never heard that language before." Snape told her. She looked at him, fear evident in her eyes. She was shaken right now, he knew by those eyes which were rapidly changing colours. Her breath was strangled and she was shivering.
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"I saw something." She told him. She has too. The feeling in her guts was on an exceptionally high level. Things are going to take a sinister turn and she was going to be the center of it. Snape raised an eyebrow
"I saw flashes. Dark ones. They felt so real. I have a message, from the mermaids. They warned me. T-they.." she couldn't complete the sentence, when the doors opened and her friends rushed in. "we rushed the moment we heard you're awake." Ashley said, hugging her. "you gave us quite a scare, aza..." pansy said, sitting on her bed. Snape decided to inform the headmaster of her recovery and strode out the infirmary.
"what had happened. McClivert. Parkinson here had literally threatened to hex dumbledore if something happened to you." Blaise said, while entering with nott.
"i-I don't remember. Its...kind of..b-blurry." She lied. She didn't want them to worry about the warning. "but I'm fine now. Thanks for caring, all of you."
"its what friends do aza..." pansy proudly said. "you were second. Originally it was krum who was the first but dumbledore provided harry the first position because he saved fleur's sister and you were given the second, for helping him save both ron and fleur's sister."
She was given the second position. It means she was entering the third task. She'll have to figure out what those merpeople were warning her about.
"not much, three days." Three days. She was out for three days. Those bloody voices sang in her mind for three whole days. No wonder she felt like she was going mad.
"I think I'll return to my schedule now."
"not so fast, miss McClivert. I have to make sure you're all right first." Madam pomfrey said, pouring a rejuvenating potion in a cup and holding it out for her. "drink" she ordered.
Azalea drank the sweet liquid and immediately felt her strength returning. "I'm fine, madam pomfrey. Thank you." She climbed down the hospital bed and gathered her belongings. "classes are off, mr barty crouch sr is dead." Ashley told her. The minister was dead. Was that what the merpeople were warning her about. No, it has to be something else.
"Miss McClivert." Snape interrupted them. "the headmaster will like to have a word with you." She nodded and gave her stuff to pansy "I'll meet you in the dorm."
She followed snape throught the gargoyle and into the headmaster's office. "ah, miss McClivert, nice to see you." He welcomed her and snape left the two of them.
"you called me, sir." She looked around the office, paintings of earlier headmasters hung on the wall, glaring at her. On a perch, sat fawkes, the phoenix.
"yes, I wanted to inquire about your health. How are you feeling."
"well...I'm not dead in a tournament which expects people to die so yeah, I'm good."
Dumbledore chuckled. "quite the wit you have, miss McClivert. You are doing well in your classes, I assume."
"exceptionally well"
"ambitious. The very characteristic of a slytherin. Do you remember what you saw down in the black lake."
Yes, I do. "no, it was all dark. And cold."
"very well, if my assumption is correct you were attacked by the kraken."
Of course. "I felt tentacles, I didn't know it was a kraken. They are a myth."
"they aren't. and escaping the clutches of one, it requires immense amount of power which is beyond the reach of a fourth year."
I have an immense amount of power. You'll probably faint if you see it. "I don't know. I was running out of breath, sir."
"forgive me but I find it hard to believe. During the first task, everyone saw the way you defeated the dragon. Your patronus is a basilisk miss McClivert, a very large one. Do you know what that means?"
"no."
"it means you are an exceptionally talented witch. A quite powerful one with the gems of death. however, a basilisk means dark arts. are you, by any chance interested in dark spells."
dark magic flows in my veins, literally. " no, sir. I've never heard about the gems of death; everyone says I have them but I don't. I don't know where they are, what they do and what makes me special with them. And believe me sir, I'm going to find out." She got up and started to leave.
"miss McClivert," he called her, "I will be requesting your service, very soon."
"no headmaster, you will be needing my service very soon."
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"you have to listen to me...where do I have the bottle of sloth brains...on the third shelves, yeah.....what was I saying? Yeah, you have to believe me." Azalea pleaded to snape as she arranged the potion bottles on the shelves.
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