Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk, like he did every night of the summer. He stopped writing to rest his hand for a few moments, he was writing a response to Minister Fudge's latest request for him to come and be an advisor to the ministry. Albus didn't see the reasoning behind it, He was the leading member of the Wizengamot, he was the Supreme Mugwump, why in the world would he volunteer to sit through even more meetings and miss the chance to headmaster his beloved school? As he stood studying the sun that was setting behind the mountain range circling Hogsmeade and Hogwarts. Which was sending a mosaic of colors around the grounds, he heard Fawkes make a startled sound and spinning around quickly and pulling out his wand at the same time he only found a scroll on top of the still wet letter. Cautiously he approached the letter, and picking it up received a paper cut, before he could bring his hand up to his mouth to hopefully heal it a bit of blood dropped onto the parchment.

Dumbledore was scared, because as long as he had lived never had he received a letter that after receiving a bit of blood, it revealed the actual contents of the letters.

"My dear Heir,

Let me introduce myself. My name is Niyati Whiddershins. I am the apothecary to the Queen of England in the year 1892 A.D. My daughter and I are currently living in the Royal Castle, I have many enemies that would love to see me hanged as a witch, fore as well as being an apothecary I am a seer. The Queen is fine with it, but her court is not. My daughter is of marrying age and is to be married to one of the Queens sons, the court does not know of the Queens son, therefore the marriage is a secret. The day is Samhain, I fear that my time is short. Fore my enemies draw nearer everyday. I'm sorry if this letter seems rushed, but I am almost asleep because of a prophecy I just foresaw. The prophecy is as follows

Two lovers struck with strife, caught in turmoil, forced apart.
One of Black and Emerald; One of Red and Blue.
Will come again to live the life they were supposed to have, yet never will.
Fore their adversary will be born again, always an enemy never a friend.
Taught together always in love.

One saved the world. The Other saved him.

Theirs deaths were tragic, their magic pure love.
Their parents friends from another life.
Their souls helped create the place where they were taught, all their fighting might be for naught.
One of Black and Emerald; One of Red and Blue.
He the child of the two betrayed, She the 7th of the 7th.
He saves her from the world while saving the world and she saves him from himself.

One saved the world. The Other saved him.

They will come when the time is right, they will live, they will die. They will beat back the darkness once, live in the light of love for a time, then have to fight the darkness twice. Now he is the third of his friends, she is the second to her friends. Their enemy the only heir to one hated by all.

One saved the world. The Other saved him.

Please guard this with your life. This is going to decide the fate of the war you are in. This letter is spelled to arrive only when you desperately need it before a great war. Your enemies are the same as mine, though they may have changed skins, to look like your allies. Please be careful.

Your ancestor

Niyati Widdershins."

Dumbledore started to sit down, without realizing that in his rush to read the letter he had pushed his chair away from his desk, and landing with a thump on his office floor, he started to laugh. Reaching to the top of his desk he grabbed one of the lemon drops that had fallen out of the bowl, with the force of his fall, and popped it in his mouth as he re-read the letter from his position under his desk. As he re-read it, drinking in the rich scent of sandalwood and patchouli that was wafting off the parchment, a few phrases started to jump at him.

"One of Black and Emerald and One of Red and Blue." And "One saved the world. The other saved him."

In both cases it reminded him of Harry Potter and his now girlfriend Ginny Weasley. Dumbledore sighed wondering how he was going to break the news to Harry that he had yet another prophesy on his head. Dumbledore stood up and shaking the dust from his clothes readied his fireplace for flooing to Grimmauld Place for the Order of the Phoenix meeting. Dumbledore decided that he would keep the prophecy to himself, better not to worry the happy couple before they need to be. He arrived at Girmmauld Place to a flurry of activity Voldermort had declared a position for the final battle, the Headmaster for once was caught off guard. Molly grabbed his hand and whisked him away to where a battle was already underway, and looked like it had been for at least 10 minutes. Dumbledore sighed; he was back on Hogwarts grounds, near the lake.

ON THE BATTLE FIELD.

Ginny fought side by side with Harry. Taking down Death Eater after Death Eater. They were nearing Voldermort when a stray Sectumsempra struck Ginny. Harry caught his fiancée as she fell. "Harry … " "Ginny, I can get Hermione, she can heal you! 'MIONE!!!!" Harry was desperately crying for Hermione, who was a top healer at St. Mungos, but at the present Hermione was out of hearing range "Harry … I love you always and forever. Nothing will change that." Ginny shuddered with her effort to say those final words to Harry. For what seemed like forever Ginny held Harry's gaze before he noticed that her gaze was glassy and the fire had died out of her eyes. Standing up Harry scanned the field for Voldermort. "TOM!!!!! SHOW YOURSELF!" he cried, the battle stopped, waiting for the two men to face off. "Harry … my boy … what brings you to my humble presence?" Harry started to visibly shake.

Here was the man that had orchestrated his parent's deaths, had almost killed Sirius, and had now killed his fiancée and so many other innocent people. "Tom, today is your last day breathing. All your horcruxes are gone." Voldermort had been laughing but at Harry's last statement he stopped. "Oh yes, The Diary from my second year. Slytherins Locket, Hufflepuff's Cup. Your snake is being taken care of at the moment, Ravenclaw's Brooch, and Marvolos Ring, Tom when I kill you tonight I really KILL you!!!!" Voldermort suddenly paled realizing that Harry spoke the truth. Harry broke Voldermort's trance when they started the duel for their lives.

After 3 grueling hours Harry beat Voldermort, blasting him with an Avada Kedavra when Tom tripped over a root that he had not noticed. Harry now covered with dried blood wandered back over the spell seared grounds to where his fiancée lay. On his way the Order went into action and started arresting the closest Death Eater. When he got to Ginny he knelt holding her crying out in gut wrenching screams, it was a wonder that the Dementors hadn't reacted to him. Bellatrix Lestrange had largely gone unnoticed when she crept up behind Harry. The last thing he heard was a whispered Avada Kedavra, before he went to be with Ginny. The Order looked up when Harry's wails had stopped thinking that he was coming towards them, but instead saw him slumping forward, and a gleeful Bellatrix Shouting how she had won for her master at the top of her lungs.

Before the order could do anything, three dementor's swooped down onto her and sucked her dry. Before the Order had even twitched Bellatrix Lestrange was no more, she was just and empty shell that was now useless.

Albus felt numb, if he had taken the letter to the Order as soon as he had gotten it then maybe he could have saved Harry and Ginny. Looking at the letter that was still in his pocket it struck him that the spell had not worn out and that it had indeed been sent to him right before he had needed it. Albus felt sick, he alone had known that Voldermort was going to have the final battle on Hogwarts Grounds, he alone knew that both Ginny and Harry were going to die; granted he only knew it a few minutes before it happened. Albus hung his head and cried, every person on the field whether it was Death Eater, Order member or a member of the Ministry, hung their heads in acknowledgement, for on that day two of the most loved/hated members of the wizarding world had been ruthlessly killed.

A/N

So here is the second chappie! I'm still unsure of where I'm going to go with this story, but please stick with me. It's going to be good!

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