by Phoenix in the Ashes » Friday 30 December 2005 5:42:03am
The Time-Turner flared, and spun, and Morphena walked in the halls of time until he landed with a thud on the ground.
This is what he saw:
Morphena hears the muttering around the hall of "show-off." Though he's dancing with the most beautiful girl in the school, rage flows through him. Why did Dad teach me all this stuff?!?! I just wanna be normal! He whispers to his partner that he's going to go for a walk outside. She doesn't want to come, and goes and gets herself a drink.
He opens the door and walks down the entrance hall, glancing at all the kissing couples trying to hide but not doing very well. He opens the great door and walks down the steps out into the grounds.
Sitting down on the ground in agony and rage from the years of neglect and little love from his ather and the students around him, and having to create an image that wasn't himself, Morphena collapses and tenses his fists. His wand is out in front of him. He has no control over himself. He yearns for power! He engulfs himself in a mighty flame and burns him like no flame has ever burnt before. The fire rips into him, and he becomes one with the dark.
Morphena has eyes of flame and wields power greater than no other.
It's time to go back inside.
"No!" Morphena screams, and jumps in front of him. He would never let it control him again. Morphena himself knows his power. And he had the element of surprise.
Morphena Dumbledore killed himself, that day of the Spring Dance. For he never wished to live again in the harmful future, where Harry had died. Where he had no love, and no life...
There was only death for him there.
The future changed...
The Dance went on. There would be no death.
The dance always went on.