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Harry Potter & The Prophecy

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Lily and James Potter were completely in love. They had been since they were seventeen years old, despite the fact that Lily had actually hated James with a passion before then. Many people would say that they were amazed when Lily started dating James, even more amazed when they married on October 25th, 1978. A year later, Lily found out that she was pregnant. They hadn't been planning on having a child because at the tender age of nineteen they knew they were still young. There was also a war going on and Lily and James were both members of the Order of the Phoenix, a secret society created to oppose The Dark Lord and his followers who had started the war. Despite this, Lily and James decided to have the baby, they were happy and couldn't wait to complete their family. However, fate wouldn't be so kind.

Shortly before their son's birth, a prophecy was made and they had to go into hiding to protect him. They used the fidelus charm, which was encouraged by the headmaster of Hogwarts (the school of witchcraft and wizardry that Lily and James had attended when they were eleven years old,) and the creator of the Order of the Phoenix, Albus Dumbledore. Albus Dumbledore was also the greatest sorcerer of the world, and the only one The Dark Lord was afraid of. James had decided to use Sirius, his best friend and his son's Godfather as his secret keeper. Meaning as long as Sirius kept their location secret, they'd be completely unseen in their home. Dumbledore hadn't trusted Sirius though, and Sirius hadn't trusted Remus, another one of their best friends. Everyone knew there was a traitor in their midst, James decided he'd pick Peter, another one of their best friends and the weak link in their group. They would tell everyone it was Sirius, to fool The Dark Lord. Lily and James believed they were safe, they believed that their son was safe and that they would protect him. They were only right about one of those things.

Lily was a muggleborn, which meant that she was born from muggle parents. Parents that couldn't do magic. James was a pureblood, meaning his parents were a witch and a wizard who had never had muggle blood in their veins. Lily had chosen to go through pregnancy, birth and taking care of their son without magic. Within a month she had changed her mind.

When their son was two months old he would smile and laugh all the time. When he was six months old he started to babble, which everyone thought was the cutest thing. When he was nine months old he could sit by himself and even attempted to walk around. When he was a year old he said his first word, "Padfoot" which upset Lily because that was Sirius' nickname and she had been trying to get him to say, mama. A month later he finally did it. When he was a year old he was also racing along on a broom "he's going to be a great Quidditch player" James would say.

By October of 1981, he could walk by himself, take off his shoes and socks, imitate activities (sometimes doing accidental magic in the process) and say five words (Padfoot, Mama, Dada, Moony, Wormtail). Besides the obviously Mama and Dada the other words were nicknames for Remus and Peter.

Lily and James were so proud of these accomplishments and they couldn't wait to watch him develop and learn more. Unfortunately, they wouldn't get the chance.

James had been making magic with his wand for their sons' amusement. He had laughed and tried catching it with his fist. He had been wearing blue pajamas. It had been Halloween night in 1981. Lily had entered the room.

"I think it's time to put him to bed, it's nearly midnight," she had said.

James picked their son up and gave him to Lily. Only moments later the door burst open.

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!"

Lily and James had escaped from him three times, but James had thrown his wand down onto the sofa and hadn't picked it up.

The intruder laughed, "Avada Kedavra!"

The light from the killing curse filled the hallway and James fell to the ground, dead.

Lily had run upstairs to the nursery. She screamed and cried, holding her son in her arms as she tried to barricade the door. She had her wand in her back pocket, but hadn't drawn it when he came into the nursery, his wand raised. She put Harry gently in his crib and turned back to the intruder.

"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" She begged.

"Stand aside you silly girl, stand aside now."

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead!"

"This is my last warning."

"Not Harry! Please, have mercy. Have mercy, not Harry! Not Harry! Please, I'll do anything..."

"Stand aside, stand aside girl!" The intruder was sick of warning her, but he could have forced her away from the crib, but he didn't.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Lily fell to the ground beside her sons' crib. Her son hadn't cried, he was standing and holding onto the bars of his crib. He looked up at his parents' murderer with innocent eyes, not understanding what was happening. He didn't even understand that the man wearing the cloak was a stranger.

The man pointed his wand at the boys face, and suddenly the boy realized that this man was a threat to him. He started to cry, perhaps trying to alert his father, perhaps trying to wake his mother up, but his cries were useless and in vain.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Lights flashed and the house fell apart, there was a scream and suddenly the baby's life had been changed forever.

Dumbledore had gotten Hagrid, a member of the order and friend of the Potter's to get Harry from the wreckage. Sirius had come and tried to take Harry, but Dumbledore had other plans for him. Sirius accepted this and left, but little did Harry know what would happen to his Godfather would be tragic.

Dumbledore had plans to send Harry to live with his mother's sister. Lily's sister would allow Harry to live with them, but she never truly loved him or accepted him.

Lily's sister Petunia and her husband, Vernon Dursley despised anything out of the ordinary and they despised magic. The Dursley's told him that his parents died in a car crash and that his father was an unemployed drunk. The only thing Harry remembered about his parents was a flash of green light. He was never allowed to ask questions, especially ones concerning his parents, or their deaths. Harry was left with no connection to his parents, except a small, lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. He used to like his scar, in fact, that was the only thing he liked about his appearance, but years later he can't stand it. He wishes he could make it disappear.

When Harry was eleven years old he found out the truth about his family and his scar. His scar was from the curse that hit him, because of Lily's sacrifice it rebounded and destroyed The Dark Lord, the man that had murdered her and her husband, and tried to kill her son. Unfortunately, The Dark Lord didn't die, and Harry met him at the end of his first year at Hogwarts and stopped him from returning. That year Harry also met three best friends, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley and Neville Longbottom. He also became the youngest Quidditch player to play for the Gryffindor team.

When Harry was twelve years old he fought a basilisk in order to save his friend, Ron's sister, Ginny Weasley. He once again had to face the man that murdered his parents and stop him from returning. He found out that he had part of The Dark Lord's power inside of him. That was why he could talk to snakes, he had been isolated by his classmates all year because they believed he was behind the "Chamber of Secrets" reopening. The Dark Lord, Tom Riddle, renamed by himself as Lord Voldemort and known as "he-who-must-not-be-named" had been controlling Ginny all year.

When Harry was thirteen years old he found out the truth about his parents' death. Sirius Black hadn't been secret keeper, Peter had been, but Sirius went to Azkaban until he escaped that year while Peter had lived as a rat. Sirius almost ended up getting the dementors kiss, but Harry and Hermione saved him. Peter started his journey to find his master, Lord Voldemort. Harry also managed to fight off a thousand dementors, saving himself and his Godfather.

When Harry was fourteen years old he was forced into the Triwizard tournament; he had to fight a dragon, mermaids and eventually, Lord Voldemort who returned to power with Peter and another man, Barty Crouch JR's help. Harry had witnessed one of his friends, Cedric Diggory get murdered by Peter.

When Harry was fifteen years old he had to endure Lord Voldemort violating his mind through their magical connection created by the curse. He also had to endure everyone in the wizarding world believing he was lying about the return of the feared dark wizard. At the end of the year, Harry went to the Department of Mysteries to save his Godfather because of a vision Lord Voldemort had sent him, but it had been a trap. He had wanted Harry to get the prophecy for him because he wanted to know how to kill him.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

Those were the words Harry had heard, and now he couldn't get them out of his mind. Sirius had come to save Harry and his friends, Hermione, Ron, Neville, Ginny and Luna Lovegood. He had died during the fight, and Harry blamed himself for his Godfather's death, as well as for the injuries of his friends.

Lily and James Potter hadn't been there to witness all of their sons' triumphs and suffering, they hadn't been there to comfort and protect him from all the abuse he had gone through. After the death of Sirius Harry believed he had no family, and that he was all alone. He was going to learn how wrong he was.