Chapter 1

In the uppermost room of the highest tower in the hardest to access location of a castle, sat an elderly gentleman plotting and scheming. He sat back in his throne like chair with his elbows resting on arm rests, he steepled his fingers and gave a slight grin that if anyone were to see it they would think something was amiss. They would be right, for you see this man in his plotting and scheming was the reason a little boy was starving this night. He smiled in glee when he thought of the wards that he put over the house in that plain street. He cackled a laugh that was as evil as any when he recalled the brilliance of his most evil plan.

He knew that the mad man defeated that night, that tore a little boy from a loving home, would be back again to wreak havoc once more. And as a beacon and hero for the light, he knew it was his duty to put an end to the fight. He plotted and schemed and plotted some more, just when he thought to give up the answer came in the form of a woman and what she saw. Her name was Sybil and she came from a family of Seers and that night in the tower she sealed our boy's fate. Into a trance she went and a prophecy was for told…

"The one with the power to vanquish all Evil approaches… Born to those of parents pure… But evil will show no kindness… And He will have to join with the Lord of Dark, as He is the Lord of Light… When Light and Dark are one so can Evil be overcome… The one with the power to vanquish all Evil will be born as the seventh month dies…"

When Sybil returned to the mortal plane once more the look on the headmaster face would give her nightmares for the rest of her days that is if she could remember, for it was at that moment a powerful spell shot towards her and she new know more. That's not to say that she was dead, but that she couldn't remember. Then with the wave of a wand and a whispered spell she forgot what she said so she couldn't tell.

The old man sat back and reflected upon what had just happened and the prophecy told. He thought back to his youth and the plans that he had made, before he got greedy and carried away. He thought back to the day Gellert found him out, threatened to leave if he didn't change his ways. His love begged him to think of his family, brother and sister, asked him to think of what this was doing to them. He remembers so clearly the day it went wrong, the bickered and argued then fought some more, wands were drawn and spells were cast. When the dust had settled and the anger had gone, it was then they noticed the body on the floor. His beautiful little sister was alive no more. There she lay frozen in time never to speak to anyone again. He remembered so many conflicting emotions the strongest one regret. Never knowing whose spell had cast the killing blow. He blamed his love for not having faith in him called him dark and had him framed, locked him in a tower far away never to been seen or heard from again. To this day the thing he regrets most is not taking his revenge in the sweetest of ways.

Coming back to the present he thought with a fright that this prophecy could be the end of him. He sent Sybil off with a promise of a job then thought of a way he could stop the foretold. It wasn't until many months later that his most favoured Gryffindor and his Mudblood wife showed up at the door.

Albus, Albus where having a baby he cried so overjoyed and the news of his Child. He looked at the Man barley concealing his glee, the child of the prophecy would be born to him. He knew this for a fact because this man and his wife were as light as they come with no room for error they were the policemen of the world stoping all that was wrong no bad people could get away from the man self called Prongs. Albus congratulated them with a barley contained sneer, no child of a Gryffindor would take down Lucifer. For that is the name he had fashioned himself, back when he and his love still sought to rule the world.

After the couple left Albus began to plot, if only there was a way to kill off the child before they became a problem. It took a while for the old man to realise that the best way to deal with both his problems is to pit them against each other. So with that thought in mind a plan began to form, a plan of lies and deception of the evilest form. He set up a trap for the Dark Lord to spring made sure a follower was there to hear, of a prophecy of death and destruction for them because of a child born soon. So with this plan in mind the date was set, Sybil came again though she knew not what for. She sat down at a table just inside a pub door where she was to be joined by the headmaster at four. He said it was for drinks a way to get to know all new faculty members, but really it was the Trap ready to go. He sat down across from her in that dingy pub they ordered some butter beer and began to chat, then with a sneakiness none knew he possessed Albus discreetly cast his wand at Sybil and this is what she said.

"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 either must die at the hands of the other for neither can live while the other survives. … The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…"