The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches
Born to those who thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies.
It's funny. You spend your whole life wishing that someone, anyone would remember your birthday. Then something happens, and you wish you could forget. I was born. He killed my parents, now I have the power to kill him. Many good people have fought him, but in the end they all lost.
It didn't have to be me. Others defied him too. I am just afraid I won't be able to do what I was born to do. How can I fulfill my destiny? I don't want to be scared.
And the dark lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the dark lord knows not
live while the other survives
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.
The words about my future are words that I can't say out loud. Not just because of the hurt they will cause others, but because I don't understand them myself. My father would have known that the words meant he would win. That he would live, but I am not my father.
When people remember that I am the Boy Who Lived, they forget that there is another boy who lived. I am not THE boy who lived. I am a boy who lived, and after this is all over, there can only be one of us left alive. I don't want to die. Oh Merlin, I don't want to die.
