Hey there, welcome to the land of Hermione at heart! Here's my new story and this one's special (if I do say so myself) :D Read on!

Dedication for this story:

There's a person, who's birthday happens to be today (11/05) who's really special to me. I'd like to dedicate this story to her because she's like the sister I never had, but always wanted. We share one thing that brought us together immediately; Harry Potter, so I'd like to thank JK for the sister I always wanted. I'd like to dedicate this story to her. This is my way of saying thank you and have the most magical birthday ever, even if that Hogwarts letter still doesn't come. Happy birthday! Love Ellie xx

Attention: Sensitive people should be warned this story contains sadness, violence, death, swearwords and if you don't like the mushy stuff; romance. :D

Here's the prologue and I'll post the first chapter right after this. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (wails in misery)

Prologue.

Under the cover of darkness a something stirred. From the cream folds of a standard hospital blanket a tiny hand appeared. The hand, guided by some unknown force made circular movements, disturbing the cool night air. From the essence of the child itself a golden glow flowed forth that faintly troubled the darkness of the room. The light grew, forming dancing shapes around the hand. The tiny, mottled pink fingers caught at the light, shaping it. The shapes formed flower petals that circled like celestial bodies. The hand's pair joined the first and they danced in the semi-darkness.

Another figure, unknown to the arts of magic, slept soundly, unaware that her own flesh and blood was disturbing the frame of time and fate. The red hair fanned across the white pillow, a fountain of blood. This mere muggle had no understanding of the great things that would come from her tiny daughter's ability. The other muggles in this hospital located on the outskirts of a city, didn't understand the later significance of this tiny baby.

Far from the muggle hospital where this young life started, a herd of centaurs were gazing at the stars. A grizzled, grey centaur with a wizened brown eye gazed towards Mars.

"Mars is bright tonight." He commented. The other centaurs turned their attention to the planet in question and began to discuss the meaning of this.

The old, grey centaur hushed them and spoke in a cracked whisper. "War." Another centaur, much, much younger than this one murmured his assent like the rest. However, this centaur saw something that the others did not. He saw, at an almost perfect right angle with Mars a golden body of light, growing in clarity. He nudged the grey centaur and nodded to the light.

"Peculiar." Said the older.

"What?" Asked the younger, begging for the knowledge and wisdom of the elder members of the herd.

"A star, believed to the centaurs to be the bringer of good omen shines with Mars tonight." The aged, cracked whisper came. A mutter went through the herd, which in turn was carried by the trees to the ear of a peculiar man.

The man the whispers ran to was tall, thin and had auburn hair. His beard was more than a goatee, but much less impressive than it would be in his later years. The stranger listened intently, scenting the air as if its taste would give some clue as to the meaning of the strange whispers. This man was very intelligent and was rumoured to be the most powerful wizard of his generation. He knew what these whispers meant, unlike the centaurs that foolishly stargazed. He knew what was to come. He knew he couldn't stop it. He knew there would be war, pain and bloodshed, but he also knew that a saviour would come.

Back in the muggle hospital the bundle fell quiet and the golden glow dimmed to the flickering, inconsistent light associated with that of a candle. Upon the blanket a single flower lay. A pure, white, soft flower with curling petals. A lily.

AN I know it would be an extraordinary baby to do this, but Lily was always described as an "extraordinary witch." ;)

Happy birthday, again, little sister. Xx

To everyone else who reads this story: I hope you've enjoyed the opening and I hope you enjoy the chapters to come. Please feel free to review (I'd love it if you did).