The Prophecies
Trelawny walked down the hallway towards the great hall. Her inner eye had been anxious lately and she was unsure why the sight was not coming clearly. She was so engrossed in her contemplations she didn't realize that she was about to run into somebody.
Ooopf! Harry fell to the ground. He looked up and saw the gangly professor sprawled out over the ground.
"Sorry ma'am, I wasn't watching where I was going. My apologies." He said giving her a hand up.
"No problem child I know what it's like to get lost in the cosmos that governs the inner eye." She replied. He went to step around her and her hand reached out and captured his arm as she went rigid. Her voice came deep and hoarse.
"Child of the cursed clan, meet thine cousin blade in hand, Child of wood doth follow thee, Child of spider comes, that makes three, fox of nine with you shall kinship find, beware red clouds for they shall fight and cast their shadows across the night. When only two are left, three more shall come, Two jackals and an Eagle great. To help meet out Madara's fate, Eye in moon must not prevail, lest this world be doomed to fail."
She faltered for a moment as the words burned into his head, she fell back into the trance for a second time as the prophecy made a decade ago came to light once more even as fate altered.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and from the eaves of darkness the Snake Sage shall appear, Marked with the cursed eyes, to overcome with help from the fox, slug and spider ... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies ..."
She fell limp as the last vestiges of strength left her, Harry sighed and lifted her into his arms and made his way to the Hospital wing not knowing what else to do. There were no portraits in this stretch of hallway thank god. He had figured out a week ago that they reported to the Headmaster. He didn't need any extra intrest thrown his way. He was eternally greatful that he did not run into anyone as he entered the infirmary. Madame Pomfrey bustled out and saw him carrying the Professors limp form and covered her mouth with a soft.
"Oh my!"
She immeadiately came over and directed him to lay her on a cot before turning to face him.
"What happened to her?"
"We bumped into each other outside of the library, she went totally rigid before giving me two prophecies at least I believe they are. Both of them seemed to pretain to me anyway."
Madame Pomfrey looked shocked before she bustled off to firecall someone. A minute later and Snape stepped through into the infirmary and made his way over to Harry.
"You were present at a time in which two prophecies were made?" He questioned seriously. Harry nodded.
"Yes'sir."
"We shall have to contact an Unspeakable in order to record the prophecies, you said they were pretaining to you."
"Yes'sir, one about my family, Neville and I believe Blaise and the other about the darklord."
"Severus she is suffering from magical overload, It is safe to say the oracle touched her. That is the only way that would happen." Poppy spoke up.
Snape nodded curtly before turning back to his charge.
"We shall view the memory in my pensive, at this point we shall not get the headmaster involved." Harry nodded in agreement.
"Very well come to my office at 5:00, Poppy speak of this to no one please." Severus turned on his heel and strode away even as Madame Pomfrey nodded.
"Run Along Mr. Potter, before lunch finishes." She shooed him out.
Harry double timed it to the Great hall to meet with Blaise and Neville.
(Intermission Omake) Neville's Morning
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Neville awoke to a loud rapping and voice of one Ronald Weasley.
"HEY NEVILLE YOU IN THERE?"
He sat up wondering why the hell if was so damned dark. He pulled his wand from under the pillow and spoke up.
"Lumos" Blinking his still bleary eyes he heard someone shout to retrieve their head of house. He finally looked up only to freeze when he couldn't see the curtains, Looking up at where the canopy was supposed to be he found leaves. He reached out a trembling hand infront of him thinking it was a bad dream. His hand hit solid wood. Only one thing passed through the boys mind as his eyes rolled backwards.
"SHIT HARRY'S GONNA KILL ME!"
McGonogall pursed her lips as she tried to undo the accidental magic that Neville used to transform his bed. It was resisting every attempt made, she finally sighed in frustration before using a piercing hex and conjuring up a saw.
It was over four hours later before the collective effort of every one created a big enough hole through which Neville could climb. The poor boy was shaking (ironically) like a leaf. He kept muttering something under his breath that only his head of house was able to catch with her feline hearing. She frowned as she made a mental note to find out from Mr. Potter what her little lion meant.
~Omake End~
Harry walked into the Great Hall before finding Blaise reading at the lunch table. After making his plate, consisting of Oni Giri and some teriyaki chicken (the house elves loved new recipes) he sat next to his friend.
"I have news for you," he stated quietly. Blaise nodded and turned the page.
"We need Neville though, what I have to say effects you both."
"Say Seven O'Clock then in our usual room?" Blaise asked.
"Sure that will work I need to meet Professor Snape at five."
Harry's afternoon charms class passed quickly, with him raking in over forty points alone by answering questions, much to Granger's ire and Flitwick's delight.
He walked the crowded halls on his way to meet with his head of house. Finally arriving in the dungeon he glanced at his watch and was relieved to find he was early. If there was one thing he knew, punctuality was a must with Professor Snape. He knocked on the door and waited for the invitation to enter before coming in. It was only polite really. The sight he was met with when he entered was his teacher standing over a intricately carved stone basin. He closed the door behind him and approached his teacher before giving a short bow of respect. Snape nodded to him and he greatfully sat down.
"I understand that you know why we are here." Snape stated more than asked, Harry nodded again.
"Very well, bring the memory from this morning forward in your mind so I can extract it." He ordered. Harry concentrated on the memory feeling a tickling sensation as Snape brought his wand to his temple and pulled a strand of memory from him. Placing it in the basin, he let it go watching as it swirled around glinting in the torch light.
"Do you wish to accompany me?" He asked Harry who shook his head no.
"Very well then, I shall be back momentarily."
Harry watched as his teacher put a finger to the memory liquid and slumped forward bonelessly his face laying on the desk. Ten minutes later Snape stirred again, coming to, looking pale and shaken. He turned to the black haired boy in front of him.
" How are you ok with this?" was the first thing that slipped out of his Professors mouth.
"I honestly don't know, I just know it needs to be done. It seemed that right as I heard her say that to me, everything just fell into place. I don't really understand it myself. So what do you think?"
"… I believe that you should take the time and learn as much as you can, pick things by usefulness. The others you can come back to later. Since it seems you belong to whatever clan she is speaking of focus on that first." He finished.
"I already was. I started my training for that before I even got to Hogwarts."
Harry stated gaining an appraising look from his instructer. "Are you going to tell Dumbledore?"
Severus shook his head, "Not unless you want me to. Though I would suggest you learn occlumency so he can't lift it out of your head."
"I have a head start in that to. It's a necessity really."
"Oh and why is that?" Snape asked curiously, Harry tilted his head for a moment before pulling his wand and setting a minor privacy barrier. Snape quirked an eyebrow as Harry looked him dead in the eyes.
"What I am about to reveal to you is in the utmost confidence. The only other two who know about this are those who are dictated alongside me in the prophecy." He said. Snape nodded again.
"Have you heard of the forbidden continent?"
"Yes it is supposedly impossible to get to though." Snape said levely.
"Not true. It just happens to be an extremely guarded secret. What if I told you there was a power greater and more destructive than any magic that absolutely everyone has access to. Muggle and Magical alike?" Harry stated.
"That would be impossible…" Snape trailed off as Harry shook his head.
"No, Professor it's true, the forbidden continent is made up of people who use this power exclusively, they have the power to stave of mortality, to summon the death god. They can control the elements, gravity, plants you name it. These abilities are passed on in what are called Kekkai Genkai/ Bloodline limits. I was born gifted with one passed on from my ancestor Madara Uchiha."
"Prove it, show me. Give me your wand and show me." Snape interrupted him. Harry shrugged and placed his wands, both of them on the table ignoring his teachers inquiring look.
"Watch closely." Harry channeled his chakra making it visible to the naked eye for a moment, letting his aura die down he proceeded to shock One Severus Snape speechless, by walking up the walls and onto the ceiling and stopping there.
"Now do you see?" He asked his wide eyed teacher. Snape nodded mutely before motioning to the boy to come down. He then proceeded to have a veritable heart attack when Harry just dropped from the Ceiling and proceeded to land on his feet after righting himself in mid air.
"One more thing to show you, though I would appreciate it if you moved the desks first." Harry said grinning.
Severus waved his wand and all the desks lined up against the far wall leaving a nice open area.
Harry moved through several handsigns before ending on tiger and breathed in deeply before exhaling a large fireball. Severus stared unabashedly slack jawed at the display.
"What in Merlins name was that?" He asked astounded.
" A low powered Katon: Gokakyu no Jutsu, or Grand Fireball technique." Harry answered.
"That was low powered?" Severus asked in disbelief.
"Yeah the largest that I have seen the technique get could level this entire floor of the castle. This is also one of the weaker techniques, only a step up from the bottom really. Most Uchiha children can preform that at five years old."
"Holy fucking hell, no wonder the continents forbidden. And you said anybody could learn this?" Harry nodded.
"Could I?"
"Yes you probably could," Harry said thoughtfully before grinning, "and I know a way to cheat too."
It was a very happy Harry Potter who met his friends later on that evening. He stayed with them and explained the prophecies to Neville and Blaise both of whom were torn between apprehensiveness and giddyness that they were chosen by fate for something so important. Harry chastised Neville for practicing when he shouldn't have but ultimately let it go when he remembered his own mishaps. They told him about the rumor of the Philosiphers stone being on the grounds before he got them back on topic. He started them both on the leaf floating exercise and proceeded to explain the set up he had with the Potions Master.
"So you see if he uses the De-aging Potion, he can start from scratch the way his body need to so it can adjust. That way he can teach the Weasley Twins which I bribed him to agree to, while we are away. All I need to do is get a two-way box so we can send documents back and forth. That will allow them to learn jutsu's while we learn more magic." Harry explained with a grin.
"That does seem like a logical course of action. Sounds fun really." Blaise acknowleged. Neville smiled and agreed. Harry clapped his hands together and grinned evilly.
"All I need to do now is whip you two into shape."
They shuddered in terror.
An again Sorry it's short but I am not having a great time lately. It seems like my brain has decided to melt in the ninety degree heat. Please R&R. thank you.