Prologue
The hallway was dark except for the tiny glare of a lighted wand as it rested on a dusty plaque. The shadowed figure wiped her hand across it and it read 91. "I thought all the globes broke." the first figure took her hood off to reveal long black hair and a beautiful face. "Yes, especially since this one wasn't too far from the great prophecy." the second figure let his hood fall; he had spiky orange hair and a pale face. Two years before the death of Lord Voldemort all the globes in this room had been smashed. "Should we risk touching it?" the girl asked. The boy had a thoughtful expression. "No, we don't know what it says." The mist swirled in the ball, almost like a starry fire. "I'll risk it." the girl reached out her gloved hand and grasped the ball, instantly she swirled into a vision. An heir, an heir to the darkness, an heir to the light. Will- the girl opened her eyes to be back in the large, dark room. "Katherine!" the man gasped. "You're in the prophecy!" Katherine gave the man a look as if he were crazy. She shook her head, black locks waving. "Seriously Arwin, I don't think I've heard anything sillier." Katherine whipped her hood on her head and stalked off into the darkness.
"Arwin, what is the news?" a man with untidy black hair, circular glasses, and a lightning scar on his forehead walked into the room. "Prophecy, don't know what it is though." Arwin gestured to the dusty globe on the shelf. The man nodded. "I thought I smashed all of those..." The man scanned the globe. The quietness seemed haunting as he remembered his friends and him as they fled the death eaters and he watched his godfather die, but none of that mattered anymore, the dark lord was dead and only that mattered now. "Hmm...We must get Katherine to tell us the whole prophecy, until then," Harry gave a curt nod to Arwin before going his separate way.
It was late at night and there stood a woman and a girl. The women's face appeared to have a soft golden glow as if she was reflecting the little moonlight left from the storm clouds. The girl was no older than six with long red hair and an old black coat. The woman was giving the girl a lecture as she nodded and walked the opposite direction, boots splashing through the muddy rain. She had a mischievous smile that isn't typically found on a small child as her figure was dissolved by the hungry shadows of the trees the lady had told her not to go to.
Smiling brightly and running through the forest she let out happy squeals of joy. Her smile turned to curiosity as an old cave came across her path. Its sides were covered with pretty ivy and green algae. Delighted, the little girl raced into the darkness without thinking about the consequences she would face. Steadily she walked through the cave as the door slammed behind her, sealing her in the darkness. Red flashed before her eyes as stabbing pains lit her side and she collapsed and her breathing grew faster as she cradled her failing chest. Fool! You were a fool to come here! I shall use you as a pawn in my brilliant game. Her vision became fuzzy as another swipe turned it black.