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Post by INO STAFF on May 15, 2011 12:40:22 GMT -5
The night was dark. A full moon hung in the sky. It's bright face lighting the Hogwarts grounds. Young James Potter had convinced his girlfriend to accompany him on a nights walk. The two young lovers ended up in the forest. Why? James urged her that they wouldn't be caught, and could be alone there - if you catch my drift. James was a bit of a ladies man, or he believed to be. Anyway, the pair had traveled deeper into the forest when they should have. After they had reached a certain point, she urged James to just go back to the castle, as she felt rather unsafe in the forest. He consented and as they turned to go back, he caught a glint in the ground out of the corner of his eye.
Curiosity of course, got the best of him. He turned to look and found that something was glittering in the moonlight. He knelt down to take a closer look. It appeared an old centaur hoof print and pushed something into the ground. James pulled out the grass that covered the old print, and then dug at the small glitter he saw. Within a few moments, James found a black stone broken off a tarnished golden ring. He thought he had stumbled across a real treasure, and tucked it his pocket - planning on getting it cleaned up and giving it to his girlfriend or his mother.
That night, when James returned to his common room, he tossed the jewel in his trunk, and forgot all about it. When he returned home for the summer holiday, James found the stone at the bottom of his trunk. He polished the little thing up and had it set as a ring, intending on giving it as a give. That never happened. He was so taken with the thing that he wore it for himself. Slowly, over the course of the summer he wore more and more. One night, he was reading an old story about his father and the long battle with Voldemort. James once wondered what Voldemort was like, whether he was a boy of seventeen once. James was very surprised when after he thought it, Tom Marvolo Riddle was standing next to his bed.
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