Chapter 15-- A New Prophecy

"What's from Dumbledore?" Harry asked, leaning over to look at the purple flames coming from the fireplace.

"A letter," Ginny said quietly.

"Hang on; let me see what it says," Mrs. Weasley said, opening it. She opened the green envelope and pulled out a lilac sheet of parchment.

Dear Harry and Ginny Potter,

There has been yet another prophecy made about you and your children. It doesn't sound very good, either, so I would try to take it as seriously as possible. Also, I must inform you that by the time you read this, I may be dead. As you know, I am getting on in years and the time has come for me to pass on. I can only wish that you and your children defeat the contents of this prophecy and live long healthy lives. It has been a pleasure knowing you and helping you through the tough times that have occured in the past 20 years. Below are the contents of the prophecy.

The children of the Chosen One,

Who carry on their father's name,

Will meet up with the new Dark Lord,

and with the power of the one before them,

they will do battle to protect the just.

Through the tough times and the easy,

They will live,

But they will live to see one of their number fall,

Because of a foolish mistake.

I can only hope that you can figure out the meaning of this prophecy by yourself, since I am no longer here to help you.

Forever yours,

Albus Dumbledore

"So, Dumbledore's dead?" Harry asked in shock.

"Apparently, it seems that way," Mrs. Weasley said, her eyes wide in shock.

"But, what does that prophecy mean?" Ginny asked, her brow furrowed in anxiety, "'But they will see one of their number fall?'"

"It sounds like there's going to be a new Dark Lord, kind of like Voldemort, and our kids are going to have to defeat him. And the part that you mentioned makes me think that one of them are going to die," Harry said, quietly.

"MY BABY'S GOING TO DIE!" Ginny screeched, "NOT IF I CAN HELP IT!"

"Well, Dumbledore said that not all prophecies can come true and that if this new Dark Lord doesn't know about it, then this prophecy might not have to come true. But..." Harry started.

"But what?" Ginny asked.

"We need to make sure that what happened to my parents doesn't happen to us," Harry said. Mrs. Weasley's eyes widened .

"Harry, if you marrying my daughter put her life in danger, I'm going to have to make you two get divorced."

"DIVORCED!" Ginny thundered. "I AM NOT GETTING DIVORCED JUST BECAUSE YOU SAY SO!"

"Well, what if some new person comes after the two of you and both of you end up dead?" Mrs. Weasley asked, tears welling up in her brown eyes.

"And what if this new person doesn't? What if they are just after our kids or something? What if it's another annialate the Potters thing? How do you think our kids would feel if we got divorced just to save our own skins? I don't think that they would be very happy, do you?"

"No, well, probably not... But Ginny, honestly! Do you really want to end up dead?"

Harry had been quiet this whole time. He looked up at Mrs. Weasley, trying to stay calm and keep the anger out of his voice.

"Molly, do you truly think that I would not do everything in my power to protect my wife? I love her with all of my heart and I don't want to see her get hurt. You know I love her, too. But, I can't see how doing anything like what you're talking about is going to help. The only person in danger from this prophecy seems to be one of our children-- not one of us. And by raising our children right, I'm sure that we can avoid this and do our best to keep them down the right path... and out of the dark side."

"I guess you're right. Maybe I was overexaggerating a little. Besides, there's James to think about..."

"Exactly. And Molly, there's no reason to go into all of that, now is there?" Harry asked, a pained expression evident of his face.

"Mum, you need to calm down. There's no reason for us to get a divorce. Everything's going to be okay. I promise," Ginny said.

"Okay. I'm calmed down now. But, Ginny dear..."

"Molly, I think we all need to take a break and relax. We'll go ahead and go upstairs and settle in with James. We haven't gotten to see him in a while and I daresay Ginny here really wants to bond with her son."

At the mentioning of bonding with her baby, Ginny smiled. She walked over to the living room where Fleur was on the floor playing with William and James. Harry smiled at Mrs. Weasley and headed up the stairs to talk to his parents. He hoped that they could give him and Ginny some good advice about this new Dark Lord and learn from their mistakes.

He trudged up the stairs, the shrieks of laughter from the little boys downstairs filling his ears. He walked into the sitting room where Lily and James's portrait hung above the fireplace.

"Mum? Dad?" Harry called.

Lily walked into the picture, pulling James alongside her.

"Oh, honey! We heard everything!" she exclaimed.

"You did?" Harry supplied dully.

"Yeah. We were listening in the other room. Another Dark Lord, huh?"

"Yeah," Harry said, "Any advice?"

"Well, you could always just keep your eyes on your children all of the time and never let them out of your eyesight..." James started.

"And never let them go to Hogwarts?" Harry asked, his eyes as big as saucers. "I thought you always wanted the Potter generation to be the genuine mischief makers! No sense in breaking the tradition..."

"Well, maybe so... but, I guess this is something you and Ginny should discuss. I don't think she would want your children never going to Hogwarts... Why those were the best years of my life! Besides, living with Lily and all... If I never went there, I never would have met Lily. So, there's not really much I can suggest. Why don't you go and talk to Ginny about it?" James said, peering down at Harry imperiously.

"Maybe I should..." Harry started.

"Talk to me about what?" a voice came from the hall.

Thanks for putting up with my slow posting...

Someone mentioned something about me saying something in the vows about because of a certain someone, "who is no longer with us" Harry and Ginny could not be together. That certain someone was Voldemort, not Dumbledore. Just thought I'd clear that up.

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