No. You are WRONG i do NOT own harry potter grumbles... JK does...gives her evils this PARTICULAR story however, is mine!

Chapter 3: The Revelation

After Ron's revelation, Harry had spent the rest of the train journey in silence-mulling over what he had just heard. He knew he had to talk to his dad or his mum-just somebody in his family, maybe his godfather Sirius. When they arrived at the start of year feast, Harry barely noticed what was going on-it was all a blur. Neville, sat opposite of Harry, and throughout the Sorting Hat's song and the notes of welcome from the head-so many things kept running through his mind-he thought would he have had it like Neville-or worse? if he was honest, the only time Neville had REALLY had a challenge-was last summer, and even then Harry had not heard the finer points-his parents on the other hand had had many whispered conversations-which had angered Harry, as he was legally an adult. By the end of the feast-Harry's head was full of "what ifs?" And, also what would happen now. Harry climbed through the portrait of the fat lady after giving her the password (hippogriff) and ran up the stairs to his dormitory, threw himself on to his four-poster, and began to write a letter to his mum.

Lily Potter had just finished her shift as a healer at St Mungo's. She had had a bad day; she was still tending to those injured this summer, a bunch of moaning whiners she thought to herself as she prepared to apparate home. When she arrived home, she walked into the kitchen to get herself a snack, and saw Hedwig out the window, she opened it and let her fly in. "That's odd" she thought to herself, as the kids had only gone back to school that day-and Harry rarely wrote to her anyway, at least not so early in the school year. She took the note from Hedwig gave her an owl treat and sat on a chair at the table, and began to read.

Mum,

It's me, Harry. I was just talking to Ron on the train, and he said something to me about another prophecy, and Neville, and...me. I know that you know something-the conversations with dad that mysteriously stopped as I came into the room? I know all about this summer, and I also know that something is NOT right with this whole you-know-who business. I don't know if what Ron said had any meaning-but even Ron does not joke about those kinds of things. I want to know what's going in mum- I am not a child anymore. I want to know, please-especially if it is going to affect the m life! Send an answer as soon as please

Love Harry

Lilly sighed as she read the letter, she walked over to the fireplace, and took a pinch of floo powder between her fingers.

"James Potter's Office-Hogwarts" and she threw the powder into the fire, as the flames blazed green; she stepped in and was whisked to the office of her husband.

A few seconds later, she appeared in the hearth in her husband's office. James was at his desk, sorting a few things out for the coming year, being the headmaster of a school was not easy work! He heard a rustling behind him, whirled around and saw his wife standing there.

"Lil!" He said, "what are you doing here?" Lily gave him a brief smile, and showed him the letter that Harry had sent her that evening.

"This just came form Harry-I think he knows. We need to tell him James, as he says, he is NOT a child anymore. We have known for years, but after this summer-I think the point has been re-iterated. Dumbledore was the only one who knew about that prophecy, in fact BOTH prophecies regarding both of the boys. I think, James, that it is time."

James nodded "alright Lilly. We do need to tell him, maybe we should have told him sooner-but who knows? I think we need to speak to Neville also, they both play a vital role in the eventual downfall of You-Know-Who. Tomorrow I will call them both to my office, I have a lesson with Harry anyway, but I do not teach Neville anymore. How are we going to tell them though?" James shook his head, sunk into his desk chair and held his head in his hands. "I just wish Dumbledore were here to help me, he would have known what to do."

Lily walked over to her husband, and put her arms around his shoulders.

"It's alright honey" she kissed his cheek, "as far as we know, You-Know-Who does not even know about the Harry Prophecy. We just need to ride it out, he is not even back to full strength yet-only you and I know that Harry is the one with the power to kill him. He's an intelligent, gifted boy-and to be honest what we are talking about is year's away-just talk to the boys tomorrow, and then we can talk about it-when Harry knows."

They heard a scrabbling sound behind them, both turned-but nothing was there. After another few minutes, Lily returned to Godric's Hollow, leaving James with an awful lot of things on his mind.

Wormtail ran into his masters lair, eager to tell him of what he had just heard. As he changed back into his human form, a small grin slowly spread across his face.

'This time-this time' he thought his master would be pleased with him. As he walked towards his master, a poor master-but getting better, gaining strength everyday, soon he would be strong enough to kill that Longbottom boy, then he would be free to take on the universe-and he would start by killing the Potters-he hated them. He had already got to Dumbledore-the biggest threat to him, next the Potters, they would die slowly-and be an example to the rest.

"Master" Wormtail bowed as he came into the view of his master. "I have just heard something..." and he went on to tell his master what he had heard. As Wormtail had thought, his master WAS pleased with him, but angry, very angry-now there were two of them to destroy. But, he thought, one of them is a Potter-he knew he would enjoy killing that one. Yes he thought. He could definitely use this to his advantage...