A/N: Wow, I just re-read the last chapter, and it's freakishly short!  I'm so amazed…it takes me so long to write so little!  It looks like a lot on Microsoft Word, but really, it's NOTHING!  Though I've gotten three reviews *sniff* I'm going to keep writing.  Partially because I like my own story, and partially because the three special people who reviewed it like it too J.  Oh plus, I forgot to save the last one in HTML format, which is why it looks weird.  I'll change it if I have time.

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Midnight flew out of James' dormitory window.  Of course, he had no idea where to find "Miss Lily Aurora Evans," as the envelope was addressed.  So, he went to the Owl Central Headquarters.

The OCH was located high up on a mountain in the middle of the French Juras.  Local villagers called this mountain "Montagne des Hiboux," which meant Owl Mountain.  Day and night, owls swarmed around it, and when they did not know where to find a person, this was the place they would come.

Midnight flew over the top of the mountain and through the small opening at the very top.  He landed with a flourish on one of the many stands for owls to perch.  Tired and hungry as he was, he did not stop for food at the food cache; all he wanted was to deliver this letter and get back to the castle.  Midnight lined up with all the other owls and waited for his turn.

"Midnight!  What a pleasure to see you!" a wizard in deep blue robes boomed out.  The man's hair was white with age, and his wrinkled hands picked up the owl in a deft motions.  Midnight cooed.  Aberforth Dumbledore could possibly one of his favorite people other than James.  He was the man who ran Owl Mountain, and he had vowed never to come out of it again, for he was extremely devoted to his feathered friends.

Midnight extended his leg for Aberforth to see.  Aberforth's eyes widened.

"Now is the time," he said in tones of awe.  "It is time."

Midnight cocked his head, as if to ask, Time for what?

"Long ago, there was a prophecy made.  A prophecy that stated that there would be a union so strong that nothing could break it apart.  And from this love would come a boy, a boy to defeat a Dark Lord greater than Grindewald himself.  But this union would start only if out of the selflessness of her heart, the woman gave away one of her most treasured possessions.  It would be picked up by her soulmate, her counterpart.  And a correspondence would blossom between the two.  And they would become lovers if only he overcame a test.  But I know not what test, except that it is of love.  And neither does anyone else.  You see, the irony of it all is that he must pass this test without knowing he is being tested.  And none but the two who the prophecy is about may hear the entire prophecy.  Thus, no one knows.  We must let fate unravel itself."

Midnight stared in awe.  Though he was just a young owl, he already understood the importance of this prophecy and James passing a test.  At any rate, he knew he had to deliver this letter.

Aberforth shook himself out of his reverie.  "Ah yes, the girl!  She is at Beauxbatons.  Go to her; she sleeps in the quarters of the Head Girl dormitory!  Good luck!"

With that, Midnight flew up and out of another small hole in the mountain, toward Beauxbatons Academy and his master's soulmate.

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A/N: Nothing sinister's going to happen; I promise!  I know this chapter was short too…so I'll just have to write lots of short chapters!  Yay!  Do you guys want more short chapters, or long chapters but less of them?  Review…please?