Title: Harry Potter and the Incomplete Prophecy.

Summary: Harry thinks he's got to kill Voldemort, before Voldemort kills him, but theres more to the plot than he was told…and now the one he cares about is in the greatest danger….

Rating: K+

Disclaimer: I do not own, write or direct any of the Harry Potter seiries/characters, but I do own Montana Reeves.

Authors Note: This is set in the sixth year, but none of the events of the sixth book have happened, so yes, Dumbledore is alive. Also, Montana is a new student who's old school shut down so she comes to Hogwarts at the beginning of the sixth year. And it's the end of their first term. Right…now you may read!

"Montana, sit down." Professor McGonnagal said, her face unusually white. Montana Reeves (more commonly known as Monty), a sixth year Gryffindor sat down. She wondered what all this was about. She hadn't done any serious rule breaking recently, nor had she been ultimately amazing in anything, apart from Charms and that wasn't new to anyone; she was well known for her amazing Charms work.

"Well, I'll go straight to the point, if that's okay?" she said.

"Um….yeah." Monty replied.

"Montana, have you had any, er, visions or dreams about…um…fighting He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?"

Monty gasped. How had she known? "Er….yes."

"Right. Then it's true. Monty, this may be a bit of a shock so please, let me tell you in as simple a way as is possible. When Harry Potter was born he survived You-Know-Who-"

"Voldemort." Monty interrupted, "Fear of the name only increases fear of the thing itself."

Professor McGonnagal's eyes widened. "How did you know? Dumbledore said the exact same thing to Harry…" Her voice trailed off.

"I- I saw it. I h-had a sort of vision. Carry on please."

"As you wish. Well, there was a prophecy made about him and You Kn- Voldemort. It stated that only he who's parents who had thrice defied him and…well it meant that Potter could defeat him. But there was another part to the prophecy, which Harry doesn't know about yet. And it's about you, Montana. You and Harry. You've wondered about how your parents died I suppose? Well, they died, like Harry's parents, to save you. This is because Lord Voldemort tried to kill you at birth too. And that mark on the side of your stomach," Monty felt a sharp pain tear through it at once, "That is where his curse failed. Harry Potter was not the only survivor, you and Harry both survived. Now, this prophecy says that "she who is in similarities to the other, will be marked like him, as an equal. Together and only together can their power defeat his and-" well it means that a girl who is shares a life like the other- Harry Potter, will defeat V- Voldemort with the other, using their power. The power, Montana, is love."

Monty felt her mouth drop open. She shut it quickly. "So me and Harry are going to be in love and defeat Voldemort?" Then she burst into tears.

"Montana, there is one more thing."

"More? B-but I don't w-want this t-to happen! Why? Why me?"

"Montana, you are a seer. I know this is strange but it is possible to tell from their eyes. You have a mist there, perminantley, it's a strong sign. Even Professor Trewlany only has it occasionally, like when she created the prophecy."

"She…"

"Yes. Now Montana, you should go to the end of term feast, you're staying here for Easter yes?"

"Ye-Yes."

"Don't tell anyone about this. Well perhaps with Harry…he's being told by Albus now, but no-one else please." Suddenly her eyes filled up with tears. "And Monty? Take care." Then she departed swiftly, tears streaming down her cheeks, and Monty headed for the Great Hall; attempting to compose herself.

Harry, headed to Dumbledore's office. He wondered what it was now, but then caught himself in time; after all Dumbledore had done for him, it wasn't fair to be insulting him.

The door opened and Dumbledore shunted Harry in and closed the door quickly.

"Harry, I will be as truthful as I can, and as simple too. All I ask is a little patience. Now you have every right to be angry at me, so don't be afraid to let your anger out. Now, you know about the prophecy, hmm?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well, I'm afraid I wasn't quite truthful with you last time. The prophecy carried more information but, alas, I felt it would be unwise to trust Sybill's judgement in the last part of an unusually long prediction. So Harry, the rest of the prophecy…would you like to hear the original or a simplified version?" Dumbledore's gaze penetrated Harry's.

"Er…the simple one please, sir."

"Well, it simply states that there is another, a female, who will have a life similar to yours, who will also be marked as Voldemort's equal and will defeat him alongside you, with the power he detests; love. Think of who she is Harry."

"Sir, I-I asked out Hermione Granger because Malfoy said she'd turn me down after she…"

"She used excessive amounts of Sleekeasy's Hair Potions?" Dumbledore chuckled to himself. "Harry, only you can tell me the answer. Of course I have my suspicions but it is you Harry who must find her."

Harry paused and thought. Who did he have the best time with? Hermione? He recalled memories, of times by the lake, and Quidditch practices, and the recent Chaser tryouts where the new Gryffindor had made some spectacular shots, yeah, Monty was a great Chaser….then he got it. He had been fighting the feelings for weeks, months, the feelings that he got when they were together…

"Sir, I- I love Monty. Montana Reeves you know. The new student."

"Yes, Harry, it is true. I advise you not to talk to anyone but her, Ron and Hermione about this. And Harry, you should get your priorities in line too; true love comes before malicious contests, I think you'll find." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.

"Um…yes, sir." Then Harry set off to the Great Hall, slowly, he was dreading speaking to Monty about it. It would be uncomfortable and yet, he didn't realize the forthcoming events…