The Prophecy by Emachinescat

A Hardy Boys and Harry Potter Crossover Fan-Fiction

SUMMARY: Sequel to Dark Schemes, Darker Secrets. Voldemort is back, and he is not happy. Especially since there is another prophecy concerning both Harry Potter and Joe Hardy. Meanwhile, the Hardys begin to discover their own magical powers and head to Hogwarts.


A/N: At the end of Dark Schemes, Darker Secrets, there was a happy ending. But just how happy was it?


The Prophecy

Prologue

A tall, shadowy figure made its way through the night. He was six feet tall, with long blonde hair and cold gray eyes. He wore a black cloak and robes, and carried a walking stick with the head of a serpent. But he did not need it. No, he hurried nimbly up the mountainside, never stopping to catch his breath.

He had a lot on his mind. Just that evening, that child, Harry Potter, had killed his master! Or so it would seem to anyone but Lord Voldemort's most trusted followers, and, although he hated to admit it, eventually, that old toad Albus Dumbledore would figure it out. But no, his master was not dead. Those fools that had "killed" him didn't realize that as long as those horcruxes, those parts of Voldemort's soul, which he had divided amongst several non-living objects.

Right now, he was on his way to a hidden cave, right outside of Hogsmeade, the wizard village. In fact, it was the very cave Sirius Black had stayed in during the harrowing Triwizard Tournament, so he could keep a closer eye on his godson, Harry, as he competed in the dangerous events.

But none of this even crossed the man's mind as he continued his journey. All he thought about was that Voldemort, suspecting something like that might happen, had told him where one of the largest horcruxes was. When he got there, he was to perform a spell on it. Voldemort was to rise, and together, they would kill Harry Potter.

But what about that pest, Fenton Hardy, and his brats? Especially the younger, Joe Hardy. Why, Voldemort hated him almost as much as Harry Potter, if not the same. He had been responsible for Voldemort's daughter's death, and the Dark Lord was not pleased. Recently, they had kidnapped the young man, and tortured him almost to death, but he had been rescued. He knew Voldemort would want to kill him as well.

His mind then wandered to the prophecy. Either Harry would kill Voldemort, or Voldemort was to kill Harry. But what about the other prophecy? He knew of another prophecy, just as important, just as fatal to the Dark Lord. And now, he was almost positive that Joe Hardy was the boy of that prophecy. That made the need to kill him even greater. He was sure Voldemort would agree.

His thoughts were cut off abruptly. He had reached the cave. He ruefully wished he could have used magic to reach his destination, but he knew the Ministry of Magic was monitoring all magic used, searching for Voldemort's remaining followers.

Entering the cave, he looked under a pile of rocks and found what he was looking for: a golden locket, the horcrux. He pulled out a wand, said an incantation, and stepped back.

A large cloud of black smoke erupted in the small cavern. A man stood in the place of the horcrux. He had no hair, with hideous red eyes, slits for nostrils, and thin lips curled into an angry scowl. His skin was the color of a skull, and his hands like spiders.

"Thank you, my servant," he hissed in a voice that would chill the devil. "Now, let us go to Bayport. We have unfinished business there…" Smirking, he began to laugh evilly. "Harry Potter and Joe Hardy will soon be mine!"


A/N: Well, that was the prologue. Please review and tell me what you think, and chapter one is coming soon!

~Emachinescat ^..^