Fulmen Dominus
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Prologue
It is rumored that one who could control the power of lightning would have near omnipotent powers. The last being who could control this almighty was the Overlord Zeus. His powers were so amazing that the foolish muggles mistook him to be a god so powerful that he controlled all of the deities of Olympus. He was nearly immortal which only furthered the muggles' belief that he was a god.
One day on his 1500th birthday, one of the more influential muggles of Europe came to visit and pay homage to him. He presented a gift at the statue of Zeus in Sparta. He was greatly surprised to see the powerful mage looking down at him after he laid a beautifully woven cloak at the base of the statue. The muggle had taken the fur of a beautiful creature to make the cloak enable the wearer to disappear once it was on.
Suddenly in a deep voice Zeus spoke. "Young muggle my time is coming to an end. I have gift for your family if you will keep a valuable piece of information."
"My lord, I would do this for you at no cost," the muggle said in a respectful tone.
"Nonsense! From this point forth the line of Potter will flourish as a powerful wizarding family," Zeus said as the blue lightning crackled in the air and flowed into the man.
The muggle fell to the floor from the rush of power. He quickly got up and bowed before Zeus.
"My lord, you have no idea how much this means to me. I thank you with all my heart. Now I will take whatever information that you require me to know," the young Potter said with happiness.
"The time of the next Lightning Lord will not come for some time,
He will be born of the Stag and the Lily as the 7th month dies,
He will be marked with the sign of Zeus by the Snake,
He will be naive of his almighty powers until the moment of his 17th year,
Using these powers that the Snake shall not know,
He will bring harmony to the world with the death of the Snake,
He will continue to keep order in the world until death."
Once the words were spoken Zeus fell to the floor of the temple dead. The young Potter buried the body of the god at the foot of Olympus, remaining ignorant of the true meaning of the prophecy. He passed it down his line in a letter kept magically preserved in the Potter vault at Gringotts, until everyone in the family was dead except for a 16 soon to be 17 year old boy with a lightning bolt scar.
A.N.: Please review and tell me if I should continue.