Disclaimer: If I really have to tell you, then there is a major problem somewhere. But here goes. Not mine, not now, not ever. If Harry Potter was mine, then I wouldn't be living in a trailer, I assure you.

Author's note: This is my first time at this whole writing thing, so don't expect great things. This came from a RP induced plot bunny that just wouldn't die. The first couple chapters will be very very short as they are just background for the rest of the story. You've been warned.

1979

Many years ago, during the first war against Voldemort, there was a prophecy made by a simple seer to the Headmaster of Hogwarts, during a job interview. It was a prophecy that would come to be of great importance, predicting the down fall of the feared Dark Lord. The Dark Lord gained the knowledge from this seer by means of a spy outside the door, however, only half of this prophecy was heard by him.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have the power the Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hands of the other for neither can live while the other survives...the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

The Headmaster went about his way, preparing to warn those in danger by this prophecy and give them what protections he could. There were two families to which the prophecy could apply. The Potters and the Longbottoms. For now he would warn them and help them do what needed to be done. Locations should be chosen, Fidelius Charms needed to be cast, and Secret Keepers to be chosen. He would place the families in hiding and hoped that it would be enough to protect the familes. What he and the rest of the world never knew was that this was not the end of the prophecy.

Sitting alone in a darkened room, the seers' eyes rolled back in her head once more as the prophecy was completed.

"The child born as the seventh month dies is not alone in this fight...another child, his equal but opposite in every way...born as Lammas begins...thought to be lost will soon be found..."

Completed, yet never to be heard by the ears of the others, the last part of the prophecy was to be as forgotten as the child it spoke of.