Unexpected Encounters | Tom Riddle

Grindelwald felt it weeks ago: a strange shift in the magical energy around him. At first, it was faint, like a whisper carried on the wind. But as time passed, it became stronger, sharper. He couldn't see it, but he could feel it. Something, or someone, new had entered the timeline, leaving traces of magic unlike anything he'd felt before.

Then it happened: a surge of dark magic so strong it cut through the air like a knife. He didn't need to know where it came from to recognize its power. It was deliberate, controlled, and dangerous.

"She's revealed herself," Grindelwald muttered, standing in the quiet of his study. He didn't need to ask who. The girl he had sensed weeks ago was finally showing her hand.

Crossing the room, he stopped in front of a basin of shimmering water. The seer knelt beside it, ready to begin. Grindelwald gave a small nod, and the seer placed her hands over the water. The surface rippled, then stilled as the vision began.

"What do you see?" Grindelwald asked, his voice calm but firm. The seer shivered as her eyes widened. "She is not from here," she whispered. "Her magic doesn't belong to this time." Grindelwald's eyes narrowed. "Explain." "She carries memories of war and loss," the seer said. "Her magic is fractured, like it's caught between two places. And now... now she's using it."

The ripples in the water shifted, revealing shadowy figures. A girl with dark hair stood at the center, her face sharp with determination. The seer gasped. "She used a curse, one that is unheard of . " Grindelwald's lips curved into a small smile. A curse that had not been created yet. Whoever this girl was, she had walked through darkness to learn it and he could feel it.

"Who is she?" Grindelwald asked, stepping closer. The seer's voice trembled. "She wields a ring- a black stone set in gold. She uses it to call someone back. A boy. He's not here. He's dead."

Grindelwald's eyes lit up. "The Resurrection Stone," he murmured. The seer nodded, her hands trembling. "She summons him. He warns her, but she doesn't listen. She falls, my lord. Her grief... it consumes her."

Grindelwald watched the vision fade, his mind racing. This girl, Lilia Potter, was more than an anomaly. She was powerful, and power like hers always came with a price. "She is bound to the past," the seer added, her voice soft. "But she cannot escape it."

Grindelwald turned away, a plan already forming in his mind. "She's extraordinary," he said to himself. "A force caught in the wrong time. And now, she's mine to shape."

As he left the room, a faint smile crossed his face. The girl was no longer a mystery. She was an opportunity, one he wouldn't waste.

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