Post by James Potter on Mar 16, 2009 2:22:36 GMT -5
I woke one morning to see the golden light of morning shining into my window through the branches of the tall elm tree growing outside of my second-story bedroom. I blinked slowly as my bright, hazel eyes adjusted to the light, and then stretched my arms above my head. As a wide-mouthed yawn escaped from me, an owl swooped into my bedroom, bearing the Daily Prophet. I fumbled in my desk for a few knuts, then tossed them to the bird in exchange for my paper. The owl flew away as I unfolded the paper and began to read today's breaking news.
Another disappearance, this time it was a head ministry official. It really came as no shock to me, though. These disappearances were becoming more and more common. That is not to say that I was not concerned, for I was indeed. Disappearances were never a good sign, especially in the quantity occurring as of recently.
There were rumors amongst the community that the dark wizard Voldemort had risen to a power, his powers stronger than even those of Grindelwald. It was said that he was gathering forces, amassing an army with which he planned to overthrow the entire wizarding community. No one was safe, the rumors said. It occurred to me then that maybe these disappearances were not a coincidence, that maybe this army wasn't just a rumor.
How could lives so wonderful, so perfect ever be threatened by dark magic? But perhaps that was where I was wrong. Darkness has a funny way of bleeding into the light without detection. Maybe it really was as they said: no one was safe. Danger could be anywhere; within your enemies, your family, even amongst your friends. Who could you trust? Who could you count on to protect you?
I shook my head and folded the newspaper up and tossing it onto my desk. It was far to early to be analyzing my life. And besides, rumors were merely that and nothing more. As I walked to my closet to dress for another day in my life, I couldn't help but think, "Are our lives nothing but illusions, distractions to keep us otherwise occupied whilst the darkness consumes us?"
He rounds up his Death Eaters to wreak havoc on those who stand in his way, bolstered with the knowledge that none can stand to stop him, for he is Lord Voldemort.
On the other side, Albus Dumbledore quickly rounds together the Order of the Phoenix and they begin to plot various ways of thwarting his plans. Unfortunately for the Order, you can’t trust everyone. Within their midst, there are traitors, those who would sell any of their friends to Lord Voldemort in exchange for the smallest promise of power.
Which side will you join? Will you stand by Dumbledore and help him find a way to end Lord Voldemort’s reign of terror? Or will you choose to stand by Voldemort and have ultimate power? This is the time to decide. Be quick, for this is Impending Nightfall.