I own nothing. I found this on my computer and it was mostly finished, so I figured I would post it. It's not very long, but I think the plot is still pretty good.

Severus Snape awoke with a start realizing that his left arm was burning and he was being summoned. He got out of bed, dressed quickly in his death eater attire, and apparated after grabbing his mask. It was times like these when he really wished Dumbledork had just left well enough alone and not contracted him into becoming his perfect spy.

Contrary to popular belief he didn't ever want to be a death eater but was forced into it due to Dumbledore 'seeing his true potential as a spy', Severus scoffed to himself; yeah that's why, it certainly has nothing to do with the fact that you thought I was in love with my childhood friend or that I was in Slytherin with these people. Sometimes he really just wanted to crush the old coots head in and run as far from Britten as possible.

By the time Severus was done musing to himself about killing the twinkle eyed bastard he had arrived at his destination. Looking through the crowd he pin pointed who were possible allies in the good, if he could only convince Dumbledore of it, and went over to his friends.

"Dolohov, Yaxley; any idea why we're here at this time of night?" Severus asked nodding politely to the two.

"No clue, why do you ask? Got a hot chick in your bed?" Dolohov asked mischievously, in reality he was hinting at his friend to see if his suspicions were correct. Antonin had a feeling Severus was a double spy and was just keeping quiet to see if anybody came to him, but he couldn't risk that chance by asking outright; Snape was rumored to be able to read your mind easier than the dark lord could.

"No but I do have hundreds of hormonal, teenage, idiots to teach in the morning, does that count?" Yaxley simply chuckled at his friends banter, he honestly wished there was a way out of this mess his family had put him in during the first go around. Antonin was about to reply when they all felt the presence of their 'Lord' and took to kneeling for their lives.

"Hello my faithful followers! Tonight I have a true wonder to tell you all. Potter's prophesy is a fake. A new prophesy was found, only tonight, that is far older and it negates Potter's involvement. Now, they will be releasing this news to the press tomorrow, as nobody can seem to figure out who it talks of, in fact we don't even know if it pertains to more than one person. I just wished to inform you all of this development, your free to leave when you see fit; the article will be printed in the morning edition of the Daily Prophet, read it and if you figure it out be sure to share." Voldemort told his followers and then disappeared again. People rose and left in favor of their beds, all except the three men who were stunned silent.

"So Potter is not his downfall..." Yaxley spoke for the first time.

"No shit, does this mean the whole kill Potter and his blood-traitor and mudblood friends thing will end?" Antonin asked seeming to forget himself, Severus smiled mentally caught you he thought.

"Maybe, why do you ask?" Yaxley asked seeming overly interested "Planning on betraying our Lord for your own personal mission?" Severus now knew for sure both were not as loyal as they appeared, but also knew neither would ever admit it.

"No, of course not." Antonin told him with just a hint of fear Severus thought.

"Well I should be going now, those dunderheads will certainly be up sometime before noon and I shouldn't be missed, otherwise my covers blown." The two men nodded once and Severus disapparated. He reappeared and went directly to the headmaster's office to give him the update, as was customary.

Around 7:30 Severus left feeling very annoyed that yet again the headmaster would not allow him to try to gain these new members.

Hermione woke around 7am and got ready for the day ahead. It was times like these that she really enjoyed being head girl and not having to share a room with her girly ex-roommates. However it was also one of those days where she wished Luna and her didn't need to keep their friendship a secret; truthfully the only reason she did was because Harry and Ron flipped at her for just talking to Luna one day and she found it would be best for all parties to remain oblivious.

It was Friday and that meant double potions with the Slytherins before lunch and charms with Hufflepuff after lunch. Oddly enough Hermione dreaded Charms more than she did potions today, she wasn't entirely sure she could handle Ron and Harry's constant complaining about Snape being the unfair, greasy git of the dungeons. She sighed and left her room for the great hall with thirty minutes before class so she could grab something quick and avoid the worst of the morning grumps.

Hermione took her customary seat beside Harry and across from Ron just in time for the mail to arrive. Although she hated the Daily Prophets propensity for gossip, she still had a subscription so she could keep up to date, seeing as Dumbledore chose to keep her in the dark. She picked up the paper, read the headline, and just about fainted from shock; Harry wasn't the chosen one. Seeming to realize that the whole student body had gone quiet and was glancing between Harry and the paper he decided to talk a look at Hermione's copy. He seemed to be in shock as well because he stole the paper, read it, and then shoved it to Ron who was looking angry.

"This is totally untrue! Voldemort must've bribed the editor to get this printed and to lower our guard! I mean it doesn't even make any sense!" Ron yelled outraged, that seemed to click in a few people's minds and everything quickly went back to normal, even the teachers seemed to buy that explanation; including Dumbledore, but not Snape... strange. Hermione thought surveying the hall. Luna caught her eye and made a gesture for her to read the article and meet her after classes in their usual place; the forbidden forest, near the thestrals. Hermione did as she was told and read the article.

Harry Potter: Not the Savior

It has come to the ministry's attention that the prophesy of one Mister Harry Potter is indeed a false one. The reason we say this is because we've uncovered another prophesy that out datesthis one and says different. Unfortunately we have been unable to decipher what exactly this new prophesy means in regards to who it speaks of. This is why this prophesy is being made public, anyone who can figure out the meaning and person in the prophesy can report to the unspeakable department with their interpretation as soon as possible.

"The Element is smart,

They're stronger together than apart,

With the powers of the earth they so bind,

The Powers of the earth combine,

One a spy with a fire deep inside,

But the allegiance is sworn to which side?

Two a secret holder with the facade of darkness,

But is loved by the earth yet seems so heartless.

Three a knowledgeable old soul,

How can they not drown in a hole?

Four a creepy old chap,

Can he use the air to lay a trap?

Five a loony young thing,

With a good mind and a love for spring.

The Element will rise,

And they will see through the lies.

Beware the manipulation and corruption,

For they are one and the same,

With only a different name."

Well it certainly sounds familiar, I will agree that it doesn't make much sense but it's not totally out there. Definitely not something Voldy would come up with. Hermione sighed and walked to potions with Ron and Harry while contemplating exactly why she was friends with them for the millionth time since she got to the Great Hall only half an hour before.

Snape came into the class just as the bell rang and swept down the center aisle while using his momentum to flawlessly turn and stop. He waved a hand and the directions for a fairly complicated potion appeared on the board.

"Now seeing as this is a NEWT level course I expect at least one of you to succeed in brewing this. You have the entire class, proceed." Huh, Snape seems oddly subdued this morning, maybe he's tired. Snape sat at his desk grading papers while the class prepared the potion assigned.

When there was only ten minutes left of class Severus deemed that it was time to walk around and see which ones he could just fail and banish on the spot before getting rid of the students. He walked around and was banishing many potions when he came upon Hermione's. It was, as per usual, perfectly brewed so he handed her a vial and banished Ron and Harry's potions with barley a glance.

"If I gave you a vial that means your potion doesn't look as toxic and fail worthy as the others, bottle it and leave it labeled properly on my desk. Everyone else can clean up all the stations, the ones who are handing something in can leave early, I don't want to put up with any of you any longer." Severus said as he sat at his desk again and began marking.

Hermione went through charms in a daze still thinking of the prophesy and who it could be talking about, Luna was in much the same frame of mind, so when they met in the forest after dinner and began feeding the thestrals they remained silent.

"You know it's entirely possible that this is actually a real prophesy, after all I don't think moldy Voldy can rhyme that well or come up with something like that at all." Luna broke the silence. People always saw her as a crazy person and thought she and Hermione had nothing in common; in reality it was quite the opposite, sure she did lose focus quiet easily but she was not crazy. As far as commonality went they both had one very similar thing that brought them together, they both witnessed their mothers death first hand at the age of five and could see the thestrals clear as day.

"I know it's true, I've been thinking more along the lines of who it pertained to rather than what it meant... plus didn't the wording of the first part remind you of something, or rather somewhere? I know it did to me I just can't place my finger on where."

"Actually it did, it reminded me of that clearing not too far from here, the one with the tiny cabin that nobody can enter. It has nearly the same thing written on a sign outside I think... yeah it does: The ones who may enter must be smart; the ones who enter must bind and combine to release my wards! Not even Dumbledore has been able to get in through the wards, they say it's a human key!"

"Do you think it's talking about the people in the prophesy?"

"People? As in plural? What makes you think it's more than one person?"

"Easy, it counts them, others probably think they count the personalities or trait they have, but you can clearly see that each time the number changes, the personality is different."

"Huh, I hadn't thought about it that way... maybe we should try and figure out who they are, I don't think anybody else believes this to be real."

"Well we have plenty of time now, how about it?" Luna merely smirked and the two girls sat in their favorite place in the area as the thestrals came and sat with them.