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This was a hard story to keep interesting because we all know the end result...Thank-your for loyally reading my work, and giving a silly fool like myself a chance...

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Chapter seven: The Prophecy

An old man with a beard walked up the street of , Godric Hollow. He stopped outside that quaint house and stared at the door with dread. He had come straight from Hogmead's own Hog Head bar, where his brother Aberfourth was the bar keep. The news he had to deliver weighing heavy on his old chest.

"So young, so full of courage," he lowered his head down in guilt and walked towards the door.

"Lils the Christmas tree looks fine," James badgered and his beautiful young wife rearranged the decorations for the third time.

"It doesn't look balanced," she said scratching her head.

James just shook his head and poked at the dying fire, "I need to go get some more wood," he said annoyingly.

"I don't want my unborn son to get cold," he added.

Lily smiled and placed a hand on her stomach. They were a family and soon they would have a child of their own. Nothing could destroy the warmth in her heart, almost nothing.

A large Barn Own swooped in through the fireplace, hooting unhappily at his burnt tail feathers.

James shuffled backwards almost falling out of his chair.

Lily giggled and announced the obvious, "that's a Hogwart's owl."

James gave her a reproached look before removing the letter from the own's beak. He tossed the angry bird an owl treat and opened a window for him to make his exit.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Potter,

Headmaster Professor Albus Dumbledore will be calling on you this evening.

Sincerely,

Professor McGonagall Deputy Headmistress

James didn't have time to tell Lily about the letter, there was a soft knock on the door. Lily gave James a worried glance, but saw no surprise in his eyes. James walked to the door and opened it.

"Good evening Professor," James greeted.

Lily felt her heart lighten at the sight of Professor Dumbledore, little did she know the news he was about to deliver.

"Good evening James," he smiled, "Lily. What a beautiful Christmas tree." Lily felt herself go red.

"Amazing how we pick up these muggle habits. These little touches make this old heart feel young again."

James returned Dumbledore's smile, "what brings you to our home this evening?"

Dumbledore's expression changed, "ah yes, I cannot avoid the reason for my journey any longer."

"Would you two please accompany me to the headquarters of the Order? There is a matter of grave importance me must discuss."

"What matter?" Lily asked, feeling her blood drain from her face.

"This is not the place to discuss such subjects," Dumbledore replied. "We don't want anymore assignments," James reminded him.

"And I am not asking you to take any," Dumbledore assured him.

Lily gave James a worried nod.

James glanced back at Dumbledore, "now?"

He didn't see the familiar twinkle in the old man's eyes, he felt sick. He knew what ever it was Dumbledore wanted to discuss with them wasn't good.

"Yes James," Dumbledore replied.

James walked over to Lily and placed his arms around her shoulders., "I'll go tell Remus where were going."

"I'm sorry but there is no time," Dumbledore interrupted. "The Longbottoms are waiting."

Lily stood up, "the Longbottoms?"

"All will be explained shortly," Dumbledore tried. "We haven't much time."

Frank and Alice Longbottom didn't even jump when three loud cracks sounded from behind them.

"Good evening Professor, James, Lily," Alice greeted. Frank nodded in to second his wife's greeting.

James gave Lily's hand a gentle squeeze and they took their seat next to the Longbottoms.

Albus Dumbledore wasted no time getting to the point, "first let me congratulate all of you on the upcoming birth of your first son."

Alice and Frank flashed Dumbledore a thanking smile and Lily and James stared at the old man in astonishment.

Dumbledore continued, "I hate being the bearer of bad news."

He walked over to a bowl sitting on his desk at the order. "This is a pensive, it helps me sort through my thoughts and examine them more closely."

He placed his wand to his head and extracted a silvery thread and lead it down to the liquid within the bowl. He then swirled his wand around in the liquid and pulled another thread from it. Lily almost gasped as a pearly white form stood in front of them an began to speak.

"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 his equal, but he will have a 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.."

"I didn't go to the Hog Head tonight to hear this news, but I heard it none the less," Dumbledore said as the pearly form disappeared back into the silvery liquid in the bowl.

"Maybe she's wrong," said James suddenly.

Dumbledore gave James a sympathetic smile, "no, I'm afraid she isn't."

Lily felt tears streaming down her face, she was barely absorbing what the prophecy had just revealed, "why did you bring us here tonight, we don't even know for sure what day our son will be born on."

Dumbledore gave a reluctant sigh, "I wanted to forewarn you of what could happen."

"I imagine one of these children will be born around the last day of July, while the other one will be born on the last day of July."

James glanced over at Frank and Alice. He was inspired by their courage. They didn't say a word. Alice who should be shuttering with terror, didn't flinch. James closed his eyes and wished for their strength.

Lily looked deep into Dumbledore's eyes, "there is something your not telling us."

Dumbledore lowered his head, "you have always been one of the cleverest students I've every taught."

Lily didn't move, she had a dark feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"The prophecy was overheard, by a suspected death eater," Dumbledore said without a pause.

Frank jumped to his feet, "the entire prophecy?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "no, just the beginning, he was discovered and thrown out before he heard the entirety."

"How much did he hear?" Frank pushed.

"He knows that the one who has the power to vanquish him will be born as the seventh month dies," Dumbledore answered.

"We're in serious danger," Alice concluded.

"Yes, I fear that Voldemort will try to destroy you before you children are born," Dumbledore said solemnly.

James pulled Lily close, she was shaking uncontrollably.

"Yet, I know my old foe. I taught him at Hogwarts, and I know how his mind works," Dumbledore said lightly.

"You are in no more danger than the rest of us," Dumbledore announced.

"Then why get us all worked up?" James said angrily.

"I'm not saying your out of danger, and Voldemort might try to kill the lot of you before the seventh month, but I believe he will wait. You must take precautions. Tell no one of your pregnancy, not even those you trust. Your homes will be protected by a defense charm, I have already preformed them, and nobody will be able to find you without your permission. Lily and Alice must forfeit their jobs immediately. Do this, and I pray you remain safe. When the young ones arrive, we will determine which form of actions should be taken at that point."

Alice rose to her feet, "I have a responsibility."

"To your unborn son," Dumbledore finished for her.

Alice stood motionless, she knew he was right.

"Go home, and try not to dwell on this news," Dumbledore instructed them.

James and Lily sat emotionless on the couch in front of the fire. Both of them couldn't find the words to say.

"Sirius Black and Remus Lupin request entrance.." said a deep unknown voice.

"Admitted," James said in a dry whisper.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" Sirius demanded as he finally apparated into the living area.

Remus stopped suddenly when he caught Lily's face, "is everything okay?"

She locked eyes with Remus and dashed upstairs, tears streaming down her face.

"James, what's wrong?" Remus demanded.

Sirius also looked concerned, "Prongs."

James sat with his head between his knees, and his glasses in his hands.

"What's up with the protection charm?" Sirius asked.

James had tears streaming down his face and he was shaking, "Lily and the baby are in danger."

"What?" Sirius said suddenly.

James didn't offer any other information and Remus had a feeling he shouldn't push. Sirius didn't catch this and kept badgering James, "how is she in danger, what's going on?"

James shook his head and attempted to suppress his tears with the back of his hand.

Remus took a seat next to James and placed friendly hand on his shoulder, "your not alone in this."

James looked up, "yes, I am."

Sirius took the cue to add, "they'll have to kill us before they touch Lily."

James closed his eyes, "you guys have to promise me that you won't tell anyone about Lily's pregnancy."

"You have my word," Remus said immediately.

"Yea, no doubt," Sirius added.

Remus shot Sirius a worried look, "shit, I've already told December, Beth and Peter."

"Go tell them not to spread the word," James said in a serious tone. "Okay," Sirius didn't argue. He apparated immediately.

Remus decided not to talk, this wasn't the time for words.

James stared deep into the fire.

"Please don't let him be born on the 31st," he thought silently to himself.