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A/N: Instead of Harry Potter being during the eighties, I will be having the twins birth be 1991, instead of 1981. I would like the story to be close to the 21st century instead of before the year 2000.

Warning: This story includes torture, rape at an extremely young age, suicide, triggers of rape and pedophile. If you cannot stomach it then don't read. I do hope that you try to as I didn't include graphic rape and this story is filled with many twists and interesting events, also there is going to eb a lot of comedy and adventure.

Enjoy reading my story! =)

Chapter 1:

Lilly Potter Née Evans was sitting in the drawing room, rubbing her heavily pregnant belly when the fireplace flashed green and her handsome husband Lord James Charlus Potter appeared. After James finished dusting the soot from his auror robes, he kissed his beautiful redheaded wife on the cheek and enquired how her day was.

"Ugh, I'm getting bored sitting here all day with nothing to do James," whined Lily as she continued to rub her belly in an affectionate manner.

"Lils, you're pregnant with twins. It's not safe for you to be walking around outside now that you're six months pregnant, and besides with the war going on –" said James frantically.

"I know, I know. It's safer for me and these two little ones," Lily soothed her husband. "I just cannot wait for those two to pop out yet."

James smiled, his eyes twinkled as he said, "Anyways Dumbledore said that he has got some new information about the war and he would like us to be in his office in around an hour."

"What?! You don't think something is wrong … Do you?" asked Lily worriedly.

"Don't get yourself too worked up about it Lils, I'm sure there's nothing to worry about," James smiled.

It was very important for Lily not to get too stressed out with her pregnancy. Giving birth to one magical child was a feat and had to be dealt with extreme caution, but carrying twins to full term was extremely dangerous – for the babies and the carrier.

"Well did Dumbledore look worried or anything?" Lily pressed on.

James thought about it for a second before he replied, "He sent a patronus to work Lily."

An hour later, James held onto Lily tightly as they stood in the fireplace, threw some floo powder and yelled, "HOGWARTS, HEADMASTER'S OFFICE!" appearing in the familiar office. James steadied his wife carefully as they walked out of the fireplace and saw Albus with his grandfatherly smile beaming at them and their two friends, Lord Frank Longbottom and his wife who so happened to be Lily's best friend, Lady Alice Longbottom.

"Hey Lily," Alice chirped, getting up from her seat to hug her best friend before patting her own pregnant belly. "How are the twins holding up?"

"Good, except for the boredom. I can't wait to give birth to these two," Lily smiled fondly.

"That makes the two of us," James and Frank mumbled before cringing at the harsh glares from their pregnant wives. Albus' chuckle brought them back to the realization that they were meeting Albus Dumbledore for a reason and they all say down in their chairs respectively as they faced the Headmaster and the leader of The Order of the Phoenix, which was an organization created by Dumbledore to fight against Lord Voldemort and his followers who call themselves the Death Eaters.

"So Albus, why did you call for the four of us to come here? You can see that Lily and Alice are pregnant and it isn't safe for them to be outside our manors respectively," demanded Frank politely.

Albus cleared his throat before eyeing four of his favorite students who happened to be three of the best aurors and one of the best healers to have graduated from Hogwarts, before Lily and Alice had to take time off due to their pregnancies. "I have come across some new information that may or may not help end the war we are currently facing Frank. Now it may come across as good news or bad news to the four of you as it includes one of your families."

"Albus I am not in the mood for your damn riddles! What are you talking about?" demanded Lily fiercely as her emerald green eyes flared.

"Lily!" said James soothingly as he rubbed her shoulders to calm her down, before he looked apologetically at his previous Headmaster, "I'm sorry Albus, you'll have to excuse Lily, she is really hormonal right now and nearly anything sets her off."

Albus merely chuckled, waving his hand in a nonchalant manner, "No need to worry my dear boy. Now to get straight to the point; last night I went to the Hogs Head to meet with a lady who had applied for the position of the Divination Professor here at Hogwarts. Her name is Sybill Trelawney and she is the great-great granddaughter of the celebrated Seer Cassandra Trelawney who possessed the gift of first sight, and so naturally I thought it was fair to give her an audience, meeting her at the designated time and place she so desired. In all honesty, I was thinking of discontinuing the course here at Hogwarts, but I gave her the courtesy due to her ancestry and during the interview, I realized that Sybill displayed none of Cassandra's divinatory skills. After I courteously told her that she was not fit for the job, Sybill entered a real trance and spoke of a prophecy."

Lily and Alice had skeptical looks on their faces, they were not big fans of Divination and Seers, but even they knew that there were some real ones just as there were some frauds, and by the look on Albus Dumbledore's face, this Sybill Trelawney had actually made a true prophecy.

"What was it Albus?" James asked.

Albus withdrew a deep breath before recalling the prophecy word by word, "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 the one as his equal, but the one will have power the Dark Lord knows not … the one shall have divine, powerful and deathly powers as a blessing … the one shall have great majestic powers that defies the laws of nature and magic … the one shall hold the greatest powers that have never been heard of or seen before … and either must die at the hand 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 …"

The Headmaster's office was silent, the Longbottoms and the Potters sat frozen as they stared at the leader of the light and even Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix was quiet, studying all their reactions.

"What exactly does this prophecy mean Albus?" Lily whispered.

"It means my dear, that the child born as the seventh month dies, meaning at the end of July, shall be the child of the prophecy," said Albus somberly.

"But we're having twins …" said James, unable to finish his sentence.

"Meaning, my dear boy, one of your children could be the prophecy child, or perhaps the Longbottom's son. Tell me James, Lily, do you know the gender of your twins?" Albus enquired.

"No, we wanted it to be a surprise," James replied.

"Now naturally, you have questions and from what I have deduced … these three children are born from two families that have defied Voldemort three times and from what I have found out, unfortunately, Alice and Lily are the only ones whose due dates happen to be at the end of July," said Albus with a regretful look on his old and wrinkled face.

Lily snorted in an unlady like manner before saying, "I'm a Muggleborn and he still tried to lure me to his side. Even though my blood is dirty and impure he still wanted me to join him and kill people like me."

"Yes well you are a powerful witch Lily and blood has no say," Albus smiled kindly.

"So I presume there is another reason besides informing us that one of our children could kill Voldemort," Frank stated; he was a very smart man with great observation skills.

Here Albus looked uncomfortable and his eyes dimmed, "Unfortunately, someone overheard part of the prophecy. My brother Aberforth discovered the eavesdropper and threw him out of his pub before the he could hear the full prophecy, but it does mean that it could have been a Death Eater and now Voldemort is in the know –"

"And could be looking to kill us," Alice finished for him with a look of horror on her face that was reflected in her husband's face as well as the Potters.

"Yes," Albus sighed. "Now Voldemort would not act rashly, he would let the information stew for a bit until the end of July and then he would study the child from afar before making his move, so you all have time but after you both have given birth I assume it would be best if you would all go into hiding."

"I don't mind taking leave from my job until Voldemort is dealt with, anything for my children," said James passionately. Frank agreed as well.

"Fabulous," Albus smiled, clapping his hands together once. "Now all that is left is for us to find a suitable Secret Keeper and move houses. The manor is too big for the Fidelius Charm to work."

At the end they agreed that the Potters would move to their small cottage in Godric's Hollow after the birth of their twins and the Longbottoms would move into one of their cottages in Devon's Bay. Since Charms was Lily's specialty she, with the help of Dumbledore would partake the charm with Sirius Black as the Potters secret keeper and Lily as the Longbottoms secret keeper.

Once the Potters and the Longbottoms departed from Albus' office via the fireplace, Albus Dumbledore sat in his majestic chair and pondered the prophecy, precisely the powers it spoke of.

Divine powers? Deathly powers? Powers that defy the laws of nature and magic? There are many things magic cannot do; such as conjuring food, money and gold; magic cannot bring the dead back to life; conjuration cannot last indefinitely; a witch or wizard cannot have more than one animagus and they cannot have a magical animagus form; a witch or wizard cannot defeat the killing curse unless they conjure something solid to block it; all in all, according to the prophecy, this child will have the ability to do all that and more.

This child must be swayed their way and be taken under his wing into the light.

The only blessing Albus Dumbledore could say was that there were three possible children the prophecy spoke of and that all three of them are to be born from the lightest of families. But sill, it was imperative that this child be kept light and not swayed by the darkness and dark magic. This child must be molded, free to be manipulated by him otherwise the world would be in chaos and they would be faced with a much more evil than Lord Voldemort himself.

The child must be bound of its magic or killed after Voldemort is defeated; it is after all for the Greater Good.

In her perch, Fawkes the phoenix shot a disapproving and disappointed look at Albus Dumbledore. All the power, fame and glory had gotten into his head and his thoughts of backstabbing the Potters and Longbottoms and killing a powerful magical child, not to forget manipulating said child, was despicable.

Phoenixes are the greatest icons to the light and the fact that her bonded master was having such vile and manipulating thoughts went against everything phoenixes represented. This prophecy child was said to be divinely gifted, and to intervene in such a wondrous creation was folly.

Albus Dumbledore shall lead them to their doom and regret his actions one day; but unfortunately that day has yet to come and when it does Fawkes could not wait to see her master's downfall.