Year 7

[Kiara Johnson]

 The fat Lady opened up for her immediacy, knowing full well what the consequences were if she did not.

Kiara walked in and looked around. Then seeing that no one was there, she headed up to Ron's room.

Ron, being head boy this year, had a room, separate from the others so Kiara crept in, sue enough, Ron was sleeping.

Kiara slid the covers back and got into bed with him then, putting a hand over his mouth she jumped on him. Ron practically jumped out of bed, knocking a laughing Kiara to the floor.

"What, who.." Ron looked around then realized what had happened.

He started laughing.

"Kiara, what are you doing?" He whispered.

"I couldn't sleep. So I came to see you." She replied as she crawled back into bed with him. Ron smiled and lay back down, Kiara putting her head on his chest.

"Anything you want to talk about?" Ron asked, running his hand through her soft hair.

"No, not really. Just can't sleep, that's all, I thought maybe if I came up here, you'd be able to help me do that." She smiled, as she looked up at him.

Ron put a hand on either side of her face and kissed her gently.

"You know, if you get caught in here, we'll both get in big trouble." he said.

Kiara smiled.

"We won't get caught, I'll teleport back to my room in the morning." She slid up a bit and began kissing him, a little more passionately than she had ever before.

Ron returned her affections and they continued this for quite some time before finally, Kiara stopped it.

"I think, we should try and sleep now." She sunk back down and laying her head, once again on his chest, fell right to sleep.

Ron brushed her hair from her face and smiled.

"Good night Kiara." Then, holding her close, he too, fell asleep.

 

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[Kiara Johnson]

(Just a reminder for those of you who havn't read the other books, Max is not the same here as in our forum.  You will love to hate him as much as I do, in here.  lol)

    Dumbledore was awake in his office. Still, he couldn't help but wonder if keeping Kiara here in this school was a good idea.

She seems ok, for now. Maybe I'll just have to watch. He thought to himself.

He had almost sent her away last year but the fate kept him from doing so. He only wished that the fate would speak to him again, assure him, as it had before, that Kiara was going to be fine. However, it didn't seem to talk much to him any more. This usually meant that his part in the "play" was over, for now. He sat at his desk in deep thought for many hours before retiring to bed.

Kiara woke up very early, turned and kissed Ron then teleported to her own room.

Good, there are still a few hours. Perhaps I can get some more sleep. She thought to herself. Then she pulled back her covers and saw a note lying under them. She picked it up and sat down to read:

Welcome back to school, Kiara. I do ever hope you don't miss me too much. I do miss you. How's Weasley doing? Don't grow to attached to him now. Remember what I did to your last boyfriend. I only wish you could see me now. Your father and I have become such, good friends. Oh, he too, wishes to see you soon. If you look in your drawer, you'll find a gift. You might not want it now but, I'm sure I can persuade you to wear it, soon enough. Well, ta ta for now.
Max Evilyn

Kiara slowly opened her dresser drawer. Inside she found a small box. She opened it slowly then dropped it on the floor.

She was shaking; her face pale and she started to cry. She sat there like that for several hours. Finally, Pansy came into her room; she noticed that Kiara hadn't been down yet.

"Kiara? What's wrong?" Pansy asked.

Kiara pointed to the box, lying on the floor. Pansy picked it up and looked at the engagement ring.

"I don't get it, what's the problem?"

Kiara handed her the letter.

"Oh.... I, uh, I think you should tell Dumbledore about this one."

Pansy set the box down on Kiara's dresser. Kiara looked at it and then smacked it off her dresser and across the room.

"I think I'll go get Ron, I'll be right back." Pansy said, knowing she was not close enough to Kiara to let her help.

Ron came into the room. He looked at Kiara and then at the box, lying on the floor on the other side of the room. He picked up the letter and read, his expression turning angry. "That---" Ron quickly sat down next to Kiara and held her tight.

"Don't worry, they wont, not as long as I'm around." He whispered to her.

Kiara clung on to him tight. She started to cry again.

"Why don't they just leave me alone!" She yelled.

She was shaking now, crying very hard, All Ron could do was hold her and try to assure her that everything was going to be ok. Even though, he knew it wasn't, he knew that it had to come to an end of some sort, he only hoped, it would be in their favor.

Last year had taught him that things don't always come out the way you want them to. People really do change and Voldem0rt was more of a reality now that he too, had dealt with him. However, Voldem0rt wasn't the one he really worried about now. Max was his main concern. He was the one that the Fate had chosen this time; he was the one to be reckoned with. Sure, Voldem0rt was dangerous but Max, had fate on his side.

[Kiara Johnson]

     After Ron had gotten Kiara to calm down a bit, he took her straight to Dumbledore. They had to take him out of the Great Hall and away from his breakfast and the ears of the other teachers.

They stood in the room behind the main table and Ron explained to him what was going on. Kiara didn't want to talk.

Ron showed him both the letter and the ring. Dumbledore sat in a chair and read. When he finished he looked up at the two of them.

"So, it's started already. I was afraid of this. Kiara, you --" But he stopped.

He was going to say she needed to leave the school but the fate, once again, talked to him.

(She has to stay Albus. I can't have my vessel walking amongst the dark fates people. It would put her in to much peril. No, she must stay.)

Dumbledore tapped his head.

"Our friend says you must stay here. So, I guess, as long as the students are not in any danger from you, you will stay."

Kiara nodded her understanding. She knew that he had no choice and now knew that her godfather didn't want her around. She turned to leave, Ron looking at Dumbledore as if he were an awful person.

"Kiara, wait. There is something I should show you. It is the reason I am frightened to keep you in this school. " Dumbledore said, now standing.

Kiara stopped and turned to regard him. "You, frightened, why? You never feared me before, why now, what are you so afraid of?" Kiara wanted to know; she couldn't understand what it was that could make her godfather fear her.

"Come with me, both of you. Ron might as well know too."

They followed Dumbledore to his office where he pulled out a small round sphere. It was glowing with a blue light.

"Here, open this, it will answer many questions for you."

Dumbledore handed Kiara the small sphere.

As soon as her hand touched it, the sphere began to radiate a bright red. This seemed to interest Dumbledore.

"It's never done that before, interesting." He commented.

Kiara looked at the sphere, held it and rolled it between her hands. Finally, she opened it. A mans figure came into form and began to speak:



There will come to pass a son, direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin, He will be known as the greatest Dark Lord to walk the planet. It will also come to pass that he will father twins, one of which can be the destruction of the Dark Lord, the other, his salvation. The female will be known from here on as the Dark Lords Shadow for she truly will be his shadow, through out her young life she will be tempted to the Dark arts with a temper uncontrollable, until she comes of age and now becomes unstoppable. Her power will be that of the Gods themselves. I pray thee who hear this, please to destroy the Dark Lords Shadow before she even has the chance to walk the earth, before she becomes the love of all who meet her. You will not see the demon in her; she will blind you to this.
If the Dark Lords Shadow comes home to her rightful position beside her fathers' side, the world as we so love it will be cloaked in darkness for a thousand years. There will be no hope for humanity; there will be no one to stand before her no man or no beast. All hope will be lost....


Kiara nearly dropped the sphere, Ron took it from her shaky had and closed it. Then, handed it back to Dumbledore.

"Why now? Why didn't you tell her before and why ever, did you allow her to work so closely to her father if you knew about this?" Ron asked, more than a little angry.

Kiara laid a hand on his arm.

"It's not his fault. He's just protecting me, that's all. He didn't want to believe this any more than I do now but, things, being the way they are, seem to be pointing in that direction. I understand now. I need to talk to Harry. He should know. Can I have that?" Kiara said.

Dumbledore handed her the orb.

"Yes, you should show that to Harry. He needs to know. If he is the one who is supposed to kill Voldem0rt, he needs to know just what he could be facing." Dumbledore said, looking at Kiara with sad eyes.

"Don't look at me like I'm lost already. The prophecy did say IF, after all." Kiara told him.

Dumbledore smiled a little.

"You're right, it does say IF."

Ron and Kiara left the office and went down to breakfast. Kiara decided to eat with the Gryffindors. No one seemed to mind.

After, Ron and Kiara took Harry aside and showed him the prophecy. Harry frowned.

"But, no way. Well, I guess I'd best hurry and kill him then now shouldn't I." He tried to lighten up the mood a bit.

It worked and Kiara hugged him.

"Ya, I wouldn't want to have to kill you. I couldn't do it last time so..."

They smiled. Ron watched as the two of them, as usual, pretended that there was no problem with the world. It always seemed that Kiara and Harry could except what was thrown in their path, as long as they were together, that's all that seemed to matter to them. Ron smiled....

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[Kiara Johnson]

Chapter 2. The Vessel of the DARK FATE








Max paced the floor to his room. He had just had another argument with Lucius.

I will kill that man, just as I did his son. If only Voldem0rt would see it my way. He was thinking to himself.

He had nothing but ill wishes towards Lucius. Since the first time he met him, Max had despised him. Lucius was the closest one ever to Voldem0rt and that is precisely where Max longed to be. Perhaps, when he got Kiara, every thing would change. Perhaps, when Kiara came to be her fathers shadow, the way things were supposed to be, he would be held aloft, power over all. The only problem after that would be Kiara herself. Sure, she would become his wife but, would he ever really be able to call her his? This bothered him.

Yes, that Weasley prat must die as well.

(You must bide your time. Lucius is just a small inconvenience. Do not underestimate his worth however.) The Dark Fate told him.

Max had finally come accustom to hearing this voice in his mind. At first, he didn't want to accept it. However, when he realized his worth, as being chosen to do the fates work, he welcomed it, with open arms.

Max had just sent out another letter to Kiara. One with which the dark fate had bade him write. He smiled at the thought of her reading it. Although, he knew she wouldn't accept his proposal, he also knew that it would come with time. Rather she believed it or not.

"Excuse me sir." The servant said.

Max turned a dark eye upon the intruder.

"What is it you want!" He growled.

"Uh, The Dark Lord wishes your company in the throne room. Sir." The servant replied.

"Oh, very well, take me to him."

Max had been hoping to have a bit of free time to spend with the woman slaves. He had grown quite fond of several of them. So, this calling was a bit of an annoyance to him just now.

"Awe, Max, good of you to join me." Voldem0rt said, with no real emotion.

Max bowed his head as was expected.

"You called my Lord?" He replied.

"Yes, have a seat." Voldem0rt motioned to a chair, next to the throne.

Max sat down.

"I understand that you have had a visitor, in your mind, these last few months. Why is it that you have not told me about it?" Voldem0rt seemed a little put out at this.

"My Lord, I thought it would be just a bother to you so, decided to keep my mouth closed on the matter. Nothing more." Max replied quickly. Perhaps, just a little to quickly but it seemed to go unnoticed by Voldem0rt.

"Oh, I see. What has it been telling you and in the future, do not hold such information from me." Voldem0rts gaze was a penetrating one. His eyes seemed to burn through your very soul and once locked in his gaze, you could not turn away until he permitted it so, Max was stuck. He had to tell him everything.

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[Kiara Johnson]

Lucius paced the floor to his chamber. He had waited long enough; he had to act, soon. Max was becoming stronger all the time, Lucius now knew that the Dark Fate had chosen Max as it's vessel and that meant that, he, Lucius, had little to no chance at killing him.

I need the girl. She's the one who will do it. What care I if she kills me too, so long as that devil is gone. Soon Max, you will be repaid for killing my son, soon.

Lucius was obsessed, driven with hatred. All he could see when he looked at Max was the same picture, over and over again, a picture of a dagger, sticking out from Draco's chest, Max's dagger.

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Max strode down the halls of the castle. He knew not precisely where it was he was going, he just knew he had to walk away from Voldem0rt.

(Soon, Max, soon. She will be here and you will have your prize.) The Dark Fate was telling him.

But what of Lucius? How am I supposed to get around that? He is powerful and driven with a hatred for me, larger than that of The Shadow. Max thought back at it.

(Lucius is of no worry; he will not openly attack you. He is bound to Voldem0rt in ways you could not possibly understand. No, he is not the one you should be worried about. Remember the Red-Haired one. He's her protector. Always has been. He is the one to watch.) The Fate replied.

I know that. He was the one you meant for me to kill in the first place, then that weak, pathetic, Malfoy, got in the path of my dagger.

Max was still angry that he had missed his target that night, for if he had indeed hit it, things would be different. He would be walking these halls at this very moment with Kiara and Voldem0rt would be gone. The ultimate power would have been his, and there wouldn't have been anything to stop him.

[Kiara Johnson]

Kiara lay in her bed, it was well past midnight and still, she couldn't sleep. She got up, dressed again and went out in to the halls. She decided to patrol the grounds for a bit, maybe take her mind off everything. She started to go out side when she got a strong feeling to walk to the East Tower. So, with out knowing why, she crept the halls, planning to tell any teacher, or Filch, if she ran into them that she was just simply patrolling.

When Kiara reached to East Tower, she stood at the base of the stairs, hesitated then went up. A flood of memories washed over her when she reached the top. Kiara stood there, arms wrapped around her body, eyes closed and remembered. She could see it all so clear now. This was the first time; Draco ever said those three words, to any one.
   

He was holding her in his arms, they were gazing at the stars and then he turned her face to his.

"I, I love you, Kiara." He whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek.

Kiara immediately kissed him. She knew how hard it was for him to confess that to her. She knew how it frightened him.

When they parted, they held each other and silently looked out over the snow covered ground.

"Kiara, promise me something. Promise you'll never leave me."


"Never, Draco Malfoy. I promise you this." Then smiling she said, "You're pretty much stuck with me from now on, Mr. Malfoy." He smiled at her.



Kiara stood there crying for how long, she didn't know. The sun had begun to rise when finely; she turned from the tower and started to walk back down the stairs. She turned, one last time before she descended.

I kept my promise Draco; I didn't leave you...Good-bye.

Then she turned and walked slowly back down to the common room, crawled into bed and closed her eyes. She had finally, said her good bye and she felt that Draco, had let her go.

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[Kiara Johnson]

It had been a few weeks since Max had spoken with Voldem0rt last and he was now entering the throne room once again to speak with him.

The Dark Fate had assured Max of his coming power and Max had not dared, tell Voldem0rt of this. He knew that if he found out that Max and not he was to be the one who shared in the power of Kiara's reign, Voldem0rt would surely kill him.

(No, he can't do that Max.) The Fate spoke to him as he walked into the throne room.

No? Truly you have the power to keep me safe from one as powerful as he? Max thought back, making sure to keep his emotions intact, he knew that Voldem0rt could tell peoples feelings.

The Fate did not answer.

Voldem0rt sat on the high-backed throne, he was watching Max closely as he approached.

Max could feel him burrowing into his very sole. He bowed his head in greeting.

"You have been keeping something from me, Max. Did I not warn you of this? I guess it is time for me to teach you what happens to a person when they disobey me."

Voldemort pointed his wand at Max. "Crucio!" He yelled.

Max was unaffected, he smiled.

This took Voldem0rt aback.

"What manner of beast are you?" He spoke, in a strong, affrighted voice.

Max watched the unfamiliar emotions, playing across Voldem0rts snake like features.

"I'm no beast, My Lord, I am only the vessel of the Fate and you should know that it will not allow it's vessel to fall to harm." Max replied calmly. Knowing now, exactly what the Fate had meant by it's last words to him. "There is only one person I do fear and that is the very person I intend to make my wife." Max finished with a slight bow and a particularly, evil smile.

Voldem0rt thingyed his head to the side in a curious manner.

"You do not fear me yet you still bow to me. Why is that?" Voldem0rt asked, now very interested in this young wizard.

Max smiled a very dark but genuine smile.

"You have been the only one with which I ever could call, a father figure. I do not wish to disrespect you, besides...You're followers are yours and, I may have use of them. Killing you would only prove to be a big mistake." Max replied.

Voldem0rt laughed.

"So, that's it then, you need me." He continued to laugh. "Looks as though we are at a stand still then young Max, as I do indeed need you as well. I think we can work something out. Just remember who I am boy, and don't underestimate my power, you may have the Fate on your side for now, however...keep in mind that it has a habit of jumping from person to person, just when you think your covered, it has left you for another purpose." Voldem0rt continued to laugh, a very spine chilling laugh and suddenly, Max wasn't so sure of himself any more. He bowed his head once again and left the throne room quickly, Voldem0rts laughter following him out.

[Kiara Johnson]

Max walked into his room and shut the door behind him, Voldem0rts words still echoing through his mind. He began to pace the floor.

Is what he says true? Will you leave me for some other purpose, even if I needed you to protect me from a foe?

Max waited, and waited..

"AMSWER ME! I know you can here me!" He now yelled out loud.

(No need to shout. I'm right here. You wonder how it is that I could possibly leave my vessel to, fate?) The Dark Fate laughed a low, bone-chilling laugh. One that made the hair on Max's arm stand on end. (Do not think yourself indispensable...What is time for me? If you die then, I find another to play my game. Yes, Voldem0rt speaks the truth. He was my last vessel, after all, he knows of my work. Soon, you to will become aware of my intentions.}

Max felt as though he had just been hit in the face with an iron.

I thought that your ultimate purpose was to become one again? Max thought at the Fate.

Once again the Fate laughed the same hideous laugh.

(That is what the other side wants, I seek only power. Once Kiara is yours, she becomes mine and when that happens, the other Fate dies. I become the only true path. So you see, we all need someone. If the other side plays his pieces right, there will be no way out, kind of a Check Mate, so to speak.}

Max smiled at this.

So you do need me then. You've let something slip and now, I know, I am truly invincible, to a point. But what says that Kiara won't make a decision to kill me? Max said, waiting for a reply. However, his reply never came. The Fate had gone.

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Kiara woke from her dream and gasped as she sat up, a pain in her head such as she had never before felt.

(I am sorry Kiara, I didn't mean to make your head hurt so...I just needed to warn you that you have to get ready for something.) The fate told her.

What is it? Kiara asked.

(I cannot say, it would be breaking the rules if I did.)

Of course, how stupid of me to ask. Kiara growled.

The fate had already left. Kiara sighed and got out of her bed, her head still hurting. She dressed and went down to the common room.

"Morning Kiara." It was Crabbe.

Kiara smiled slightly.

"Morning, where's Goyle?" She asked, noting that Goyle was nowhere in sight. This was odd considering she never saw one with out the other.

Crabbe frowned.

"He's in the hospital wing. Don't know what happened, he juss, well, fell to the floor."

Kiara snapped her head up, which was painful, she winced.

"What are you talking about? When, how.."

Kiara didn't wait for an answer, she took off out of the common room and towards the hospital wing, Crabbe following close behind.

Ron was headed to the Great Hall when he saw Kiara running to the hospital. He turned and caught up, running with her.

"Kiara? What's going on?" He asked, concern written on his face.

Kiara kept up the pace and they entered the hospital.

"I don't know yet." She winced again.

Madam Pomfrey came out to greet them.

"What happened to Goyle?" Kiara skipped through the formalities and straight to the point.

Pomfrey didn't loose a step.

"Mr. Goyle has had a fainting spell, that's all, nothing more." She replied.

Kiara shook her head, which caused her to wince against the pounding in her brain again.

"No, he doesn't have fainting spells. Where is he?"

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BUMP!

[Kiara Johnson]

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Max stood on the castle wall, looking out over the forest lying beyond, he was smiling.

"It's begun, now, every person she holds dear to her will all start dropping like the flies they are, she'll come to me, it's the only way to save them."

His smile was both dark and every bit as evil as that of the one crossing Voldem0rt's own features.

"Come home Shadow, you really have no choice now."

Together, Max and Voldem0rt laughed. Both willing now to wait, it was all they had left to do.

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