Author's Note: Hey, folks! Yup, Harry Potter's knocking on my door! I've got that crazy urge to write write write Harry Potter fics! So here's another one, Althea, my beloved protagonist of Snakes In The Grass is going to play some important role in the future for my other story, The Albus Potter Chronicles (If you haven't checked it out feel free to, and if you've got any ideas for a title PLEASE share them with me!), but it's not of huge importance to keep up with both stories as they can stand alone. I'll try to fill people in about one story and another and not leave dark spots for people who're reading only one of them. Anyhoo... Well, I know, I haven't written a preface EVER before, but yup, I felt like writing one for this one! I'm working on some insane stuff to create a whole new kind of magical creatures, aka Nymphs as you may have noticed from the synopsis, and trust me, you're gonna be well informed about their kind throughout the story! So, without further ado (aka my tiring rambling about nothing particular) go ahead and read the preface! Enjoy and leave me your thoughts!
Hugs!
Nessie
“Can you see?” Firenze asked me, his front feet bending, bringing him to eye level with me. “Do you see what I mean now?”
I looked at him. Then looked around the room. I smiled, feeling complete.
“Yes. I do see.”
And I meant it. I should have known all along. It wasn’t just the room held responsible for the way I felt. Of course, this was the only room in the castle which made me feel really like home. The grass on the floor, as lively and green as it was back home… The enchanted ceiling, an endless open sky above my head, almost hidden from the barrier of tangled green branches… The mossy rock I sat on and the wide oak tree shading the ground over me… It all helped. It made me open up and face this bizarre reality I had all of a sudden found myself in. But… I knew there was more…
After all this time feeling like a stranger… I knew where I belonged.
As much as I wanted to get back home, I knew I had to stay here.
I knew things that others didn’t. And although returning back to my big forest, isolated from the world and getting away from all this wizarding madness seemed like the easy thing to do, I had this feeling that I should remain where I was, stand my ground and help people here. Tell them the things I knew, and they should know too, but without my help couldn’t.
Something big was coming. And nobody else would be able to warn them. Trouble was on its way. Not too soon. Not too late. But it was. There was no denying that.
“I had seen it in the stars you were coming. I had been expecting you,” Firenze said. It wasn’t the first time the wise centaur had spoken in the same cryptic way about me. The difference was, that this time, I understood. Or at least was beginning to.
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