Full Summary- Two worlds collide, and the old rules of the universe are tossed aside. A new prophecy says that our favorite halfa is the only one who can save the world, but is he up to the challenge? Vlad's been taken prisoner? Technus is in workingwith Voldemort? And what's the big deal with Midnight? DPHP Cross-over.

It was an unremarkable Friday afternoon. A couple of ghost attacks, some T.V. Not even any school to break the monotony, as summer break had started a week prior. Sam and Tucker were staying the night at Danny's, because his parents were out at a ghost hunting convention, and Jazz, who was supposed to be watching them, was freaking out because she was behind on her thesis (None of them could believe this, considering that she'd started a year and a half earlier than she had to), and had locked herself in her room Wednesday night, emerging only at night to go to the bathroom and grab some food.

It was an unremarkable Friday evening. It started out with Doomed and ending with popcorn and a movie, with only one ghost attack interrupting between the two. Besides this one incident, anyone who was watching would have thought these three teens were perfectly normal. They would, of course, have been wrong. Dead wrong, to be precise.

It was an unremarkable Friday night. They stayed up late, talking, until none of them could keep their eyes open. Then they went to bed, silently enjoying each other's companionship, until one by one they drifted off to sleep. They did not know that this quiet moment of peaceful relaxation would be the last they would get for quite some time.

It was an unremarkable Friday, all around, until midnight. The clock tower a few blocks away chimed loudly.

Bong!

A single owl flew down and landed on Danny's windowsill.

Bong!

Across an ocean, the sender of the owl, a very old man with hair as white as new fallen snow and a beard to match, paced his study, worried that his last chance, his last hope, the last hope for all his kind, would fail.

Bong!

Sam rolled over in her sleep, and Danny mumbled something.

Bong!

In the ghost zone, nothing moved but the purple doors scattered at random through the place, and the green swirls that were as common there as the weather on Earth. The ghosts were still. They recognized that magical time, from the first stroke of midnight to the last, when nothing was the same as it was a moment before, when men may lay down their weapons and embrace, when hated enemies become loving friends.

Bong!

Something electronic beeped from under Tucker's pillow. Without even regaining consciousness, he reached under the pillow, pressing the off button.

Bong!

Two doors away, working on her thesis with only the light of a single desk lamp to guide her, Jazz found that she was suddenly unable to concentrate. She rose and walked to the window, gazing at the moon. The moon was quiet and still, lighting the town with the help of some silent magic.

Bong!

Tucker rolled over and almost fell off Danny's bed, (which he had borrowed for the night because he had 'flooraphobia', as he put it, and couldn't sleep on the ground,) barley managing to keep his balance.

Bong!

Two more sleeping houses- two more flying owls. Both flew down to windowsills, waiting, still as statues, melting into the night, so that not even the sharpest of sharp-eyed neighbor could pick them out.

Bong!

And still, the trio slept on, oblivious to the events all around them that changed their fate.

Bong!

The owl scratched one sharp talon against the window, producing a hideous screeching sound, but it remained unheard by the three sleeping teens in the room beyond.

Bong!

It let out a loud screech, desperate to be heard, and Danny started awake, staggering blearily to the window, the possibility of wondering why there was a barn owl on his window sill never reaching his tired brain.

Bong!

The last note rang, and then faded into silence. The world stretched, stirred, and moved again. The moment was over. Another unremarkable Friday had come and gone. It was Saturday. The future had become reality.

Well, that's the prologue. I'm sure you can guess what it's about, but oh well. I really like this prologue, so… review and tell me how you like it!