THE PROPHECY
(C.T to B.D)
The Kingdom of Him is all around you
And Inside You
Split a piece of cloth, and you will find Me
Among the Twelve Youths -- all six-ten,
Does the world's state do future send.
Eleven of the Lightest Light,
One of the Darkest Night.
One truly pure, not understood;
Second evil, seen as Good
Third suffered three times the level,
Fourth blessed with gold man's revel.
Fifth hidden beyond the blood,
Sixth knows last, but treats like mud.
Seventh takes pride in her plentious looks,
Eighth values her quill and books
Ninth is a seeker, going for the Sight
Tenth is a gel-snip, up to the Fight
Eleventh is satisfied with her present
Twelfth struggling away from the Future.
All help; together, as a circle, as a bubble
If burst will bring Him back from the rubble.
(A/N: Basically it's up to twelve people – including Harry Potter – to help save the world from Voldemort's wrath. I know it doesn't make much sense now, as to who's who -- but the entire story revolves over this prophecy)