AN: Before I start this I want to say that my other story is still going. This idea just got stuck in my head and I couldn't let it go. Plus now I can alternate between stories in case it becomes slightly tedious writing on just one. The next chapter on my other one, A Last Resort, is ready to be posted it just needs to be checked for SPAG.

I know you've probably heard of this before and it's been done a million times but I'm going to go in a different direction and just show you flashbacks of Harry's childhood. Just 2 or 3 chapters before we focus on him as an adult.

More importantly how he tries to gain power, control and revenge.

I hope you all enjoy it. Tell me what you think.

Prologue: A New Prophecy

11th June 1984. 20:00 PM

Two people were seated in the Headmaster's office, hands held and fidgeting nervously. The man tried to calm the woman down but was doing a poor job of it as his own apprehension was clearly visible. The woman however smiled slightly at his attempts and shook her head slightly while playing with a long strand of her red hair.

"Do you think the kids are okay?" Lily asked her husband, biting her lip while they awaited the Headmaster.

"I'm sure they are Lily, you worry too much. Remus and Sirius are great with them," At Lily's look, he amended, "Fine Remus is great with them but you know Harry and Chris adore Sirius,"

"Only because he acts just as much as a child as them," Lily argued.

James smirked, "He says he can't wait to make them into miniature Casanova's."

"He'll do no such thing, they're only four!" Lily exclaimed.

"Almost four, their birthday is next month," James said fondly.

"When will he grow up?" Lily muttered to herself.

"Probably never. But you know him, he always wanted to be the fun uncle," James grinned.

"He should find a nice girl and settle down," Lily frowned

James snorted, "Like that'll happen anytime soon, Lils. He likes sleeping around too much."

"Heaven knows with the amount of women he's bedded, it's a wonder he hasn't gotten anyone of them pregnant,"

James snickered, "Imagine the look on his face if he found out he was going to be a father," Lily smiled a bit at that, "Priceless!" They both sighed after that.

They lapsed into silence after that as they remembered why Remus and Sirius had to be called over on such short notice. Their former Headmaster had called them into his office for a supposedly urgent meeting. They were now waiting while he tried to make a request for something or the other.

The tone of the Headmaster's message had frightened them greatly. The last time they had heard Dumbledore sound so troubled was during the days of Voldemort and the Order of the Phoenix.

Thankfully, it had been nearly three years since Voldemort had been killed and the Order had disbanded after that with no need to keep meeting. Voldemort had reigned for nearly fifteen years before it had ended in an epic duel between him and Albus Dumbledore.

A duel of legend they had called it.

More spectacular and breathtaking than Dumbledore's previous fight with the Dark Lord Grindelwald. The sheer amount of magical energy used that day was outstanding and James could still feel the thrum of power that coursed from those two giants of magic.

The world seemed to have ended and the area where they battled had turned into a waste ground. A full-open conflict was what it had been. Death Eaters and Dark Creatures on one side and Aurors, Order members and some of the general public on the other.

And at the head of it all, there was Albus Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort.

James remembered fighting Death Eaters and Vampires that day, trying his best to down as many as possible as he had no idea when or if his life would end. He had argued heavily with Lily not to come with him that day but she was too stubborn and resolute to listen to him.

They had of course had a battle plan but like it had been said before, in war the best laid plans only last for a few seconds…or something like that. After that, James and the rest had gone by one motto:

Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living.

But all the fighting had seemed to stop when everyone became aware that Albus and Tom were doing battle. For a moment, all eyes turned to the two fighters where lightning and electricity seemed to strike and crackle and jolts of energy emanated from.

It had only lasted a few seconds before chaos reigned again. Spells and hexes quickly started flying through the air again and James had been struck in the stomach with a curse that caused severe internal bleeding. It was then when Lucius Malfoy had appeared in front of him about to strike the fatal blow.

James had closed his eyes, accepting death but it never came as Lily had come to his rescue. Malfoy had been stunned and Lily had begged him to take the Portkey to St. Mungo's but he had shown he could be just as hard-headed as her and refused.

But all their arguments were for nothing as they heard a horrible cry go up in the air. Everyone had frozen as they heard the sound of an angel or devil suffering agony and screaming in their death throes.

All eyes turned in fascination and horror as they saw Voldemort, disintegrating into nothing as he exploded from the inside out. A black mist had seemed to emerge from his body before Dumbledore, with a whip of his wand, banished it, into the fiery depths of hell.

Panic had ensued amongst the Death Eaters. Without their leader they were heavily disorganized and were rounded up easily, almost pathetically so. All of Voldemort's major followers were rotting in Azkaban at the moment. Lestrange, Yaxley, Dolohov, Macnair, Avery, Rookwood, Nott…

…Malfoy.

James had loved that.

Finally, Lucius belonged where he deserved. No amount of gold could save him and the Wizengamot had had a complete overhaul as all Voldemort sympathizers or those who had been bribed in the past had been brought up on charges.

Malfoy had been declared a life sentence and his dear wife Narcissa had been left to bring up little Draco on her own. Fortunately for her, the Malfoy money and accounts had not frozen due to no evidence being brought up against her and that there was a potential male heir in the family.

Less than three years on, the Wizarding World was a very peaceful place for once. There was very little prejudice to Muggle-borns and Purebloods did not hold high positions simply because of their standings. Any prejudice was kept very quiet as it was not tolerated anymore but it could be told some of the more important families were not very happy as it had lost them a lot of their power and social standing.

The Wizengamot was now due to be elected every five years by the public. It was now a fair legal system with laws often being passed to improve state of affairs and very little corruption. There was obviously some, there always was when power was concerned but thankfully it was often cleared out quickly.

Overall, it was a very nice place to live was the Wizarding World. An era of peace that some predicted would never come to pass.

Finally, the doors from Dumbledore's chambers opened and the Headmaster walked through looking extremely tired and irritated. James and Lily exchanged worried glances at this. James spoke up.

"Did you get what you needed, Professor?"

Dumbledore looked up and gave them a small smile as he greeted them.

"James, Lily. Unfortunately no, James." He sighed tiredly before beginning to mutter to himself as he walked to his chair and sat down, "…won't allow it…information isn't complete…will have to work with what we have…hope there is no more but must assume there is…"

Husband and Wife looked at each other again before Lily this time addressed her former Headmaster, "Professor, is…is everything okay?" She asked hesitantly.

Dumbledore looked up at them with an anguished expression that scared them before he buried his face in his hands, looking defeated. Not even when Voldemort was in power had they seen the Headmaster show weakness like this. They had all considered him unflappable and unbreakable; however most forget he was only human…

"I am sure you are both wondering why I have called you here," Dumbledore's voice came from behind his hands.

"The thought did briefly cross our minds," James joked, trying to lighten the mood.

A faint laugh was heard but it was slightly forced from Dumbledore who could be heard sighing.

"I had hoped…perhaps rather foolishly…that after Grindelwald and Voldemort no more darkness come forth…but alas it seems it is not meant to be…good cannot co-exist without evil," Dumbledore muttered.

"Professor, what are you talking about?" Lily's expression was worried.

"There's no darkness, Professor. In fact if I were to venture a guess, I'd say this is perhaps the most peaceful period we've seen in a long time," James tried to reason and keep down his feeling of anxiety.

"Yes…but how long will it last?" Dumbledore seemed to ask himself.

"You're not making any sense Albus," James tried to sound calm and collected. That was usually a job for Remus, not him.

Dumbledore nodded and straightened up, looking serious and transforming into the legendary leader he was idolized as. "Yes, I know. Earlier today it came to my attention that a very important prophecy had been made," Lily and James's eyes grew wide, "Sybill Trelawney appeared to be in a trance-like condition as Severus went to inform her of the current staff meeting that was currently at the time in assembly," James scowled slightly at the mention of his rival. Even though Severus was a member of the previous Order and a spy their enmity had not decreased one iota.

"So Snape heard the prophecy?" James refrained from spitting the name out. "And how do we know it's a real prediction and not the usual tripe spewed by Trelawney?"

Albus frowned slightly before continuing, "What we don't know is whether he heard the whole prophecy or just a part of it. The full version is of course in the Department of Mysteries, which records each prophecy at the time of recital. That alone tells us it is a genuine prediction. But we cannot access it; I have been denied admission so we are unsure as to whether what we, as in Severus, Minerva and I, know is the full scope of things or just a smaller version of perhaps a bigger picture."

"Can't you get the Minister to allow you access. Surely for something that obviously you feel is important, exceptions can be made can't they?" James asked, slightly angry.

"You know that's not how it works, James," Dumbledore said calmly.

"The Department of Mysteries aren't technically under the Minister's thumb. They don't belong to anyone," Lily explained.

"That is true so that is why we will have to make do with the knowledge we know and which I hope to share with you as it concerns you greatly," Dumbledore said gravely

"What does it have to do with us?" Lily asked trying to be strong.

"More importantly how do you know that Snape hasn't lied to you and that he actually does know what the whole Prophecy is?" James asked in a hard voice.

"James, this isn't the time!" Lily hissed reproachfully.

"I'm just saying that it--,"

"James, I trust Severus Snape and it is time you let go of a petty hatred from your childhood. You are both grown men now and you yourself are married and have two children." Dumbledore lectured.

James looked slightly abashed. The idea of him and Snape reconciling and acting friendly was nauseating but he let it go. "Fine, so you were going to tell us what this Prophecy entails,"

Dumbledore nodded and steepled his long fingers "As you know Prophecies are very vague and must not be taken at face value. This one in particular was hard to analyse and was rather lengthy from what we know but I believe we have figured out the gist of it."

Dumbledore leaned forward and the atmosphere seemed to darken as the clouds in the sky that were seen through the window behind Dumbledore's desk, covered the half-moon blocking out the light. All it needed was for thunder to rumble and lightening to strike.

"It speaks of a future uprising. A new Dark rise. Whether it is led by someone as powerful as Tom I cannot tell you. When it will start, I cannot tell you. Whether they will succeed, I cannot tell you. It will be an efficient organization from what we can discern bent on power. That is what all men crave in the end…" Dumbledore told them.

"Darkness will fall like a black cloud across the land again. The bloodshed...may be inevitable. Their goals…could be terrible."

Lily and James were hanging onto Dumbledore's every word, "So we're reforming the Order. Is that why you felt we needed to know. But I don't understand why you haven't told others as it concerns them as well –," Lily was cut off

"I am afraid my dear that you will be far more involved than that. For you see the prophecy speaks of a child with the potential to end the civil war that will become us…but more than that, this child will end the last of all wars. Very powerful he is said to become and he will be at the heart of it. And that is where the prophecy ended or at least…all we know of it…"

"I s-still don't see—," Lily began in a trembling voice.

"The offspring is identified as the second-born of a couple who have defied the previous Dark Lord three times. This leaves only you two and the Longbottoms. The child is also said to be born exactly as the 'seventh month dies.' Now seen as Alice and Frank have two children however their latest was born in March which is the third month…it seems all the indicators are pointing to only one option…"

"No…" Lily whispered while James shook his head in denial.

"I am afraid so. I regret to inform you that it looks as if Chris Potter is indeed the Chosen One,"

AN: Some of the prophecy indications are used from OOTP but its part of bigger and different one.

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