Summary: Well, seeing how this is just a prologue, this chapter will just be background story and setting the scene for a plot.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to the great JK Rowling, except for the plot and of course the characters that I made up.
A/N: This takes place approximately during the sixth year at Hogwarts, but it was written after the third book, so it has pretty much no relevance to the actual series. Please read and review! I even like bad ones!
Prologue: The Prophecy
"Moony,
Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs,
they
all used to be together as one,
After
a couple years went by,
the
friendship that bound them began to fray,
Moony
went off,
to find
acceptance,
Wormtail
went on,
to betray his
friends,
Padfoot got
wrongly accused,
and
Prongs,
he died at the
hand of a friend,
Moony,
Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs,
only
together once more,
after
that night,
never again
will,
Moony, Wormtail,
Padfoot, Prongs,
ride
through the night,
But
hopes shines once more,
another
group born of four,
Storm,
the werewolf's heir,
will
ride with power at their side,
Padfoot's
heir will come to find,
secrets
deep, are theirs to hide,
Wormtail's
chosen heir,
will wreak
terror, near,
Prongs,
the secret heir,
ill
hide, until their power's strong and true,
together
all, with Potter's help,
will,
destroy the dark lord's terrible reign." The weak, Sibyl
Trelawny, prophesized in a breath barely above a whisper.
"Good. Good. Anything else?" A cold, hard voice hissed from underneath the hood of a long, billowing cloak.
"Moony... Wormtail... Padfoot... Prongs..." The Prophetess began again.
"Drat!" The voice hissed, "Malfoy! Find this Wormtail, he sounds quite useful."
"Yes, m'lord, consider it done..." Malfoy whispered as he backed out of the dungeon.
Lord Voldemort paced the cold, damp dungeon, just wishing there was someone to kill...
His thoughts were interrupted by a piercing scream; the prophetess woke up from her trance.
"Why hello there... Thomas." Sibyl muttered.
"How many times do I have to tell you? It's Voldemort now!" Lord Voldemort told her.
"Tom!" Sibyl replied.
"Voldemort!" Voldemort bellowed.
"Tom!" Sibyl said coolly.
"Voldemort!" Voldemort roared.
"Voldemort!" Sibyl yelled
"Tom!" Voldemort shouted, "No! Wait! Voldemort"
The door squeaked slowly open, and Lucius Malfoy walked slowly inside the dungeon.
"Am I interrupting anything, m'lord?" he hissed softly.
"Nothing, nothing at all." Lord Voldemort said very slowly, drawing out his words. "What is it that you want anyway?"
"Only to tell you, m'lord, that I have found Wormtail..."