We're Alive Here
Prologue
Sybil Trelawney was having a completely normal night. The seer ate then checked her future in a teacup. As she looked in her cup she realized that, according to her readings, something big was supposed to happen though to her disappointment she could not see what exactly the big thing was. As her house elf Trix, entered her sitting room the oddest feeling passed over her the last thing she saw was a terrified Trix. Sibil felt normal again and she thought she had simply dozed off. Was she ever wrong. She looked at Trix and asked "What on earth are you staring at?" "Master said something strange." Trix squealed "Wrote it down for Master." Sybil reached out to the elf and pulled a paper from her hand.
"A prophecy." The Seer whispered. It was a good thing that she had not gone to that job interview with Albus Dumbledore. Her job for tonight was deciphering this prophecy (Which she thought was going to be rather hard, for Trix has awful penmanship.) She sat at her desk until she had written this. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those that 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 one 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.
She could not tell anyone about this. If no one knew then this 'Dark Lord' would never rise. She realized that the big event that her cup had shown her was this prophecy and then wondered who this poor person was.
One Year Later
It was almost night time when Lily Potter surprised James. Their baby, Harry was playing a game with a mini flying broom and the Potter's cat. He would lift up the cat, set it down on the broomstick and then laugh as the poor cat zoomed around the house one foot above the floor. When the broom descended the cat would leap off of the broom and attempt to hide from Harry, but the cat would be found and the game would be repeated. The older Potters watched him play and Lily tapped James on the shoulder and said "James, I have to tell you something." James took his eyes off of Harry and stared into Lily's green eyes "Yes?" Lily smiled and said "I'm pregnant."
The entire room stopped. Lily stopped. James stopped. Harry stopped. Even the cat who had been trying to escape another game with Harry stopped and stared at Lily. Everyone in the room was staring at Lily. Harry was the first to snap out of it. He saw his chance and grabbed the cat and placed it on the broom and the cat flew around the room. James and Lily snapped out of it too. James grinned. "Really? You're not kidding? You're actually-? Really?" Lily nodded happily. She indeed had surprised James.
Five Years Later
"I don't- hic- want-hic- them to." Holly sobbed to her mother. "But why don't you want the other to sing happy birthday to you?" Lily asked. Even though Holly was just four years old, she could do some very confusing things. For example crying that on her birthday she did not want anyone to acknowledge her at all. "Want-hic-them to-hic- sing it to-hic- Harry."
"Okay, okay. It's fine Holls. They won't talk to you, okay?" Lily said. Holly nodded, now content knowing that she could go unnoticed and she grabbed her mother's hand and the two walked outside to Harry's (and Holly's) A/N:sorry Holls birthday parties.
Sybil Trelawney's Perspective
Sybil was just stopping for second on her walk to taking in the view around her, that was all. Okay, that was a lie. She wasn't looking at the child creepily or anything like that, she just recognized the girl. Pale, tiny with big, wide eyes and bright red hair. She knew that girl. But it couldn't be Lily. Lily had green eyes and this girl's eyes were brown. Not to mention Lily would be much older than she had been when Sybil had met her.
Still,looking at the young girl skip up and down in the same spot while bouncing a ball on her knees (A/N: hacky-sack) it pained her. Remembering what games she had played with Lily and Petunia Evans as little girls. That was until Petunia had found out that Sybil and her entire family was magical. Freak, Petunia had shouted, pushing Lily behind her as if trying to protect her. And though Sybil tried telling a repulsed Petunia and a terrified Lily that she was, in fact, not dangerous, Petunia was not buying anything, insisting that because Sybil was a witch, it was not safe for her to be around either of the Evans sisters. Petunia had forbade Lily from going near Sybil ever again. And Sybil was left alone.
Now, the little girl that looked so much like Lily looked up from the ball that she had been playing with. Lost in old memories Sybil continued to stare, frightening the girl out of her wits. The young girl's hazel eyes grew and she called out "Mummy! There's a lady staring at me!" Before diving behind a small bush to hide. Not wanting to cause a scene Sybil hurriedly tried to leave. Then, on an afterthought, she summoned the little girls ball that she had dropped and disapparated home, not before catching a glimpse of what cover the lawn. Birthday decorations. Born as the seventh month dies. Sybill remembered with a start. It was the last day of July. Lily's child could be the one in her prophecy.
