A/N: I completely messed up this story when I tried to write it last time, so I'm starting over. I hope I can write it right this time. Review.

Prologue

The sorting hat sighed. He was in the head's office at Hogwarts, looking up at the portrait of an old bearded man, perhaps the greatest head Hogwarts had ever had. He was looking at the only person who had realized that he was much more than a hat (that when the founders had enchanted him he had gained thoughts and a personality too) in a long while. He was looking at Albus Dumbledore.

Albus had been the only person to talk to him like he was alive and to value his opinion. Most headmasters ignored him. One had even tried to lock him in a storage closet. That head had been punished. You see, the sorting hat had special powers, powers he didn't use often. He didn't see the point. People might think he was dangerous and get rid of him. One of his powers was, of course, being able to summon objects into him. He'd done that recently, once seventeen years ago and once twenty-two years ago. Both times, he summoned Gryffindor's sword. He had liked Gryffindor more than the other heads. He had been his hat and it was Gryffindor's idea. Another power was the ability to converse with people in their dreams. The last time he had done that was to give the head that locked him in the closet nightmares. He liked not using them often and he preferred not to help people. Unfortunately, that was about to change. And it was all Dumbledore's fault.

About twenty years ago (he didn't keep track); another prophecy was made to Albus. Albus knew he was going to die one way or another within a year, but the prophecy concerned things that would happen much later and only if his current mission succeeded. But he couldn't ignore it either, of course, he couldn't, the sorting hat thought.

If his mission to kill voldemort succeeded, he would be dead before the prophecy could come true. So he needed to tell someone, someone he trusted, someone who would be able to help. He couldn't tell just anyone, this news could throw the world into chaos just as it was getting better.

So, of course, he tells me. Puts me in charge of mentoring the next generation's savoirs. The sorting thought bitterly. He really didn't want to get involved. The last time he got involved he got set on fire.

He had no choice though. Dumbledore was dead, and his portrait refused to let him tell anyone.

"So, I'm supposed to watch out for any children that fit the prophecy?" the sorting hat asked.

"Yes. They should all be unexpected sortings and there should be one from each house. That much the prophecy makes clear." Dumbledore's portrait replied.

Ahh, the prophecy. The cause of all of this. He remembered it clearly. It said:

"When 2 decades have passed

Hogwarts will again fall beneath a shadow of gloom

Threatened by an outside force

One that will destroy all

If all are separate

If all are united

There is a chance of survival

Four children will come

Separate but united

Unexpected but strong

Together they unite

A boy will come

Hated by many

He will defy all expectations

Curious and smart

He will plan

A girl will come

Beautiful and Brave

She is foolish but good

She will provide strength

A boy will arrive

Splitting image of father

Hero of second war

He will lead

A girl will arrive

Fire-haired and loving

She will unite the four

So they can unite all

If all are separate, then all will fall

Remember to unite the four

And unite all

"The second boy is obviously Harry Potter's son and since it's not James then it must be Albus." Dumbledore stated.

Dumbledore had been very anxious when James had come to Hogwarts the only easy to figure out thing in the prophecy was that Harry Potter's son, the one who looked like him. James had turnd out to be in Griffindor like expected and he loked a lot more like Ginny then Harry.

So now the children would come. He would have to help them, mentor them, and make them unite. So they could save all.

There was just no way around it.

A/n this is better than my last try right? I hope so. They only way I'll know is for you to review.

Albus P: Why I am the only obvious one? I should be all mysterious and stuff since I'm the leader?

Me: No wonder your going to be in slytherin your so cocky!

Rose: Rena! You just told everyone what houde he'll be in. now it's not a surprise!

Me: Rose! I know you care and all because you're a Hufflepuff. But shut up!

Rose: You did it again!!!!!!

Albus: Why do I have to be in Slytherin? I should be in Gryffindor!

Me: No way. This story is called Unexpected. What's more unexpected than a Potter in Slytherin? NOTHING!!!!

Albus: Everyone does that!

Rose: He's right!

Me: Shut up!!!!!!!! *hits Rose and Albus and locks them in a closet*

Me: Yay!!!! Review and I might let them out!!