So ChApTeR 11...EnJoY!!

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Under the security of his invisibility cloak, Harry made his way to the ninth floor of the ministry, where Ron had told him the Department of Mysteries was located. Hermione wanted to know why he was going, as did Ron, but he Harry told them he had read it in the newspaper, and was curious about it. He asked other questions about the ministry too, just in case he needed an escape route. Carefully he looked around once off the elevator, and after making sure no one else was in sight, he stepped into a bare corridor leading to a plain black door. This has to be it. Where is the guard from the Order?

Harry got to the door, took a deep breath, and slowly turned the smooth handle. It opened easily for him, and he stepped into a circular room with twelve doors. Harry noticed they all looked the same. Black, plain, and without any type of handle. The room was lit with blue candles. Harry wondered if they ever went out. Harry looked down at his feet and thought for a moment the floor was wet. Slowly, with the door still open, he reached down and touched the floor. It was solid marble. No water.

Harry stood up straight and let the door close behind him. Immediately, the doors span and Harry was dizzy by the time it stopped.

Puttin away his invisibility cloak, he decided to take a chance and pushed open the door right behind him. Harry stepped inside and knew he made a mistake. This room was full of brains, not prophecies. He needed to get to the prophecy as soon as possible and destroy it. He walked out of the same door and the doors once again spun, and came to an abrupt stop.

Harry once again took the door behind him, this time the room was large and rectangular. It was dimly lit and in the middle of the room was a sunken stone pit that looked like it goes down a long way. In the middle of the pit, however, was a raised dais, steep steps leading up to it.

What looked like an ancient, stone archway was unsupported by any walls. The archway was hung with a black curtain that swayed as if there was a breeze, but Harry didn't feel any wind what so ever. In the silence, Harry heard whispers, but couldn't quite catch what they were saying. He listened closely, but still couldn't hear what they were saying. This room gave Harry the goose bumps, and Harry decided he didn't want to be in this room, even though he felt faintly hypnotized by it. Walking through the door once more, and having the room spin once more, Harry again picked the door that was behind him.

This room was brightly lit, and had all sorts of paintings, muggle paintings maybe, because none of them moved. They stood stationary. Harry saw one, The Vitruvian Man, by Leonardo da Vinci. A lot of paintings were of measurements of body parts, such as heads of men and women, male and female babies. Brain sizes were compared in the pictures, and there were a bunch of pieces of papers floating around the room. Harry couldn't see what was on them, but was sure they were of more measurements on them.

Harry turned around, went back through the door and the room spun again. It was when it was stopped that Harry wished it wouldn't have. Severus stood there, looking angrier than Harry had ever found him.

"Potter, what are you doing in the exact spot I told you to never be in?"

"I-uh-well.." Harry stammered.

"Getting a certain prophecy you are forbidden to attain?" Severus asked, steeping closer and closer to Harry, while Harry backed up into the space between the doors. "We're going home." Severus grabbed Harry's arm, but Harry had different plans. He pulled his arm away and with a quick Expelliarmus, had Severus' wand.

"I'm not going back with out the prophecy. I've already come this far." Harry said with all the conviction he could muster. Severus got back his wand with wandless magic.

"Harry, we must go now." Severus said.

"No-" another door was opening and Severus shoved Harry into the door behind him. It was the brain room again.

"Run, Harry, and put a disillusion charm on yourself. Most likely they're deatheaters and are coming for the prophecy." Harry ran, but didn't hear footsteps following.

"Severus, what are you doing? Come on." Harry said, slowing his pace and turning around.

"Go, Harry. I'll fight them off." Severus said.

"No. I'm not leaving you!"

"GO Potter. NOW!" The door was opening and Harry quickly made himself and Severus invisible.

"Who do you think is in here?" It was the voice of the older Crabbe.

"I don't know. Maybe somebody from Dumbledore's side." This was Lucias Malfoy talking. "Keep an eye out. We aim to kill." Harry watched silently as they made their way across the room. Harry made his way to the door, and almost yelled out in surprise when his arm was grabbed. The months in training helped him keep his cool. He didn't see a hand gripping his arm, and assumed it was Severus, but didn't move when silently directed to.

"Harry. Let's go." Severus hissed in his ear. Harry let Severus guide him through the door, and the room spun again. "This door." Severus directed once again in Harry's ear.

"It better lead to the prophecy." Harry said quietly, but dangerously, just as Severus often did. Severus ignored him. As soon as Harry opened the door, he knew this was it. Voldemort's memory showed him exactly what this looked like. How Voldemort knew, Harry didn't want know, but it didn't matter. He was here. Finally. "This is it Severus. My prophecy is here."

Harry took off his invisibility charm and looked at the first set of shelves he saw. The row was 'Row 53'. To the direct right was 'Row 54." The numbers went up higher to the right, and lessened to the left. "Where is your damn prophecy?" Severus growled at Harry.

"Its on row 97. We go right for awhile." Harry whispered back. "Come on." Harry held out his wand for guidance. The wand tip ignited, helping Harry navigate better in the dim room. The candles were located on each end of the rows, which means that from one end to the far end of each row was lost in darkness. Some of the orbs glowed with a faint inner light, while others are cold and dark.

Silently they made their way from row 53 to 94. hey each took an end and made their way into the middle. "Harry. I found it." Severus said. Harry rushed over and saw the one Snape was referring to. It read:

SPT to APWBD

Dark Lord and (?) Harry Potter

"Why is there a question mark by my name?" Harry asked Severus.

"I'll explain when we get home. Now let's go." Harry just nodded his head and turned to the direction of the door.

Just as he was about to push the door open, Three death eaters stepped in. Harry hadn't put on his cloak or any type of charm on himself. "Where are you going, Potter? We're just getting started." Lucias Malfoy said.

"Actually, it's getting quite close to my bedtime, I think I should go." Harry said, pulling his wand on them so fast, they weren't prepared. He stunned Lucias and another death eater, Severus also stunned one. Harry ran for it, and heard Severus running too. They didn't stop running when the room span, instead crashing through another door into a room that was dimly lit.

There was no time to look and see what was in there. They ran through the room to a door on the opposite wall, running right into more death eaters, who caught Harry by the arms before any curses could be uttered. "Let me go!"

There was a high pitched laughter from the one that wasn't holding him. "Harry Potter wants to be let go?" She asked in a baby voice, mocking him. "Give me the prophecy and I promise to let you go." She said in a sweetly voice Harry did not believe for one moment. There was a bright flash and one of the death eaters holding Harry dropped, giving Harry a split second to pull his arm out from the unstunned one and stun him, while the woman was stunned by Severus.

They ran again to the door, to find they had finally gotten to the bare corridor and instead of taking the elevator which could get them trapped, took the stairs. Once they were out of the building, Severus grabbed Harry's arm and apperated at once to Spinner's end.

"CAN YOU IMAGINE WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED IF I HADN'T GONE THERE TO SAVE YOUR ASS?" Severus yelled at Harry once they were inside. He was angry at the boy. Angry because Harry had disobeyed him, angry because Harry put himself in danger, and angry because he had made him worry. "YOU WOULD BE DEAD! YOU WOULD BE WITH THE DARK LORD!"

"But we got the prophecy!" Harry said excitedly. "We got it Severus! He can't get it!"

"You're missing the point!" Severus said, his anger lessened only a bit.

"I get you're point, Severus, but there's nothing we can do now. It's done, and I'm glad we did it." Harry explained. "One up on Voldemort!" Harry held up the prophecy and saw the question mark again. "What is this question mark for?" Harry asked for the second time that night.

"The question mark means it may not be about you." Severus said. Harry looked dumb struck.

"It might not be about me?" Harry asked.

"It might not, but also, it might be about you." Severus said, sitting down on the couch. Harry followed suit and sat on the other side.

"How do we hear it? I want to hear it before I break it." Harry said. His voice sounded strained.

"You can hear it by breaking it." Harry looked at Severus for a moment before letting the prophecy fall to the ground. It connected with the ground and shattered everywhere. Smoke billowed up and Harry watched in awe as words formed with the smoke. There was a voice, saying it as Harry read:

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 power the Dark Lord knows not…. and either must die at the hand 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 .'

Harry and Severus both sat in stunned silence. It was harry that spoke up first. "Either must die at the hand of the other." Harry gave a hollow laugh. "Guess I am the chosen one after all." Harry's voice was cracked, void of emotion. He flicked his wand and all the shattered glass disappeared.

"At least you know the truth, now." A truth Dumbledore always knew. "You know for sure what the Dark Lord doesn't. You have the power to defeat him. A power he's not aware of." Severus had a feeling he wasn't making Harry feel any better.

"Yea." Was all Harry could say for a moment. 10 minutes later Harry spoke again. "Who else could it have been?"

"Neville Longbottom." Severus had a slight smirk thinking of Neville, a boy who was barely above squib level of magic being the chosen one.

"But Voldemort chose me?" Harry said to himself.

"Yes. He did." Severus said strongly. "He picked someone whose family isn't all pureblood. Your mother wasn't from a pureblood family, like both of Longbottom's parents. He went against his own belief that purebloods were better at magic, so why would he pick a child who's family wasn't pureblooded?" Severus said all this to Harry, and even though Harry wasn't looking at him, he knew the boy was listening.

"Both sets of parents defied Voldemort three times. It could have been either of you, but the Dark Lord chose you to be his equal. He marked you with that scar as his equal. He did not count on your mother's sacrifice for you."

"I get that, but one of us is going to die. It's either me or him. I need to know how to kill him." Harry said.

"Yes, that is true." Severus said, "However that will have to wait. The headmaster is on his way." At Harry's confused look he said, "The wards on the house."

A moment later there was a knock on the door and Severus got up to answer it. Another moment Severus came back with the headmaster following behind. Harry looked up and saw the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes was replaced by fury.

"Harry I understand you went into the Ministry tonight?" It wasn't really a question.

"Yes. I did." Harry said, suddenly angry at the headmaster. He would have known about the prophecy and didn't tell Harry anything. He didn't want Harry to find out at all.

"How did you find out about the prophecy." Harry had a feeling he already knew. At harry's hesitation., Severus answered for him.

"I told him, headmaster."

"You gave me your word you wouldn't tell him, Severus." Dumbledore said turning his fierce gaze towards the potions master. "I trusted you." Harry knew that was a low blow.

"I thought Potter should know about the prophecy, headmaster. It does involve him. How is he suppose to defeat the dark lord if all the weapons are not handed to him?" Severus was still standing, and he towered over the headmaster.

"That was not for you to decide, Severus."

"Nor you, Headmaster. It is best Potter should know everything he is up against."

"The information you gave Harry made him attempt to steal the prophecy from the ministry."

"I got it." Harry said softly. "And I didn't steal it. It had my name on it."

"Harry, you put yourself in danger tonight by going to the ministry. Death eaters were there and could have captured you." Dumbledore said sternly. "Where were you during this, Severus?"

"I had a meeting with the dark Lord. When I discovered Potter missing from my house, I immediately rushed to the ministry to retrieve him."

"And he already had the prophecy?"

"No. I helped him attain it when we were being chased by death eaters." Severus said. Sudden exhaustion claiming him. "Now, headmaster, if you don't mind, we've been through quite a night and both need to sleep."

"I think its best if Harry leaves with me, Severus."

"No." they both said. Dumbledore looked surprised at both of them. "Potter is welcome to stay here if he wishes, headmaster. He does not wish to leave." Severus said sternly.

"Sirius will be deeply hurt over your decision to stay, Harry."

"I have to continue training to beat Voldemort. He'll understand." Harry said confidently. He couldn't believe Dumbledore would try and guilt him into going with him.

"I think he has made his decision, Albus. He is staying." Severus said and motioned for Dumbledore to head to the door. He accepted defeat and left the room. Severus followed.

"I think its time for bed." Severus said upon returning. He found Harry asleep on the couch, and instead of waking him, threw a blanket over the boy. He returned a lock of stray hair behind his ear and whispered a soft goodnight as he walked out of the room.

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End of this Chapter!! hehe :)