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„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 the power the Dark Lord knows not … 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…"

Albus Dumbledore was deep in thoughts. If the prophecy was right, the savior would be born at the end of July, and would be the only one with the power to defeat Tom. That was the most confusing part. That would mean that every fight with Riddle himself would be a failure. The child may pose yet another problem – were it to grow dark, it could become even greater threat. On the bright side, the only children who fulfilled the criteria were Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom.

'Nevertheless, I will have to keep an eye on both of them,' he decided after some thinking.

Many miles away, there was another kind of event. People in black robes and masks sat in silence in a circle in a magnificent room and looked up to the red eyed man who was sitting on the throne. The only empty chair was the one on the right side of the leader. Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of the opening doors as a pale man with greasy hair entered.

"My Lord," he said bowing deeply, "Please, forgive me for being late."

"Yes, Severus, to what do we owe such honor, I am certain, that I have called the meeting some time ago, " the red eyed man responded slowly.

"I stumbled upon a prophecy that concerns you, my Lord,"

The leader did not react for a moment and stared the servant in the eyes.

"You have picked my interest," he stated

"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 …" the atmosphere in the room tensed at the words.

"This is a lie! Our Lord is the most powerful wizard in the history!" someone shouted.

"I did not give you permission to speak, Avery. Crucio!" the man immediately cried in agony as he fell on the ground. The Dark Lord was visibly considering something.

"How did you come across it?"

"I have spied on Dumbledore when it happened, but I have been caught before I could overhear it."

"The old fool will certainly believe it," the man simply stated, "We will erase these nuisances as soon as possible. There are not many children who can match these requirements"

Godric's Hallow

James and Lily Potter were sitting at the table. Despite the war, they were quite happy with their lives. James – a tall man with dark, messy hair and hazel eyes was one of the best aurors. Lily – a beauty with red hair and incredible emerald eyes, was working as an unspeakable in the department of mysteries. Both of them were very bright, and both of them, were trusted members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Even though they have achieved many things, they have recently been having only 1 thing on their minds. Their son, Harry Potter, a baby laying in the crib.

Suddenly, the peace was disturbed by the flames in the room.

"What is that?" the man asked his wife, who reached for the letter which appeared along the fire.

"A message from Dubledore," Lily answered, "He says, that there was a prophecy concerning Voldemort and that we may become targets."

"He is needlessly worried. We have casted Fidelius. They will never find us"

"You are propably right, but still, we should warn Peter – he may become a target himself."

"We will war-," he was interrupted by the sudden noise outside, "Someone is inside" He said with serious face, "the wards have been broken."

Lily couldn't believe this, but the seriousness of the situation made her keep her calm "There is only one explanation to this…." They both knew what it meant. They have realized that they have been betrayed by their friend who they trusted with their lives.

"Remus, we are sorry" muttered James as he was checking their ways out. "They have placed anti-apparition, anti-portkey and anti-flu wards. We are trapped here. Take Harry upstairs – I will stop them".

Severus Snape was cursing his life, his decision to become a death eater, and the day he let the Dark Lord inside his mind. The only person who has ever meant something to him had to die because of his actions. Lily Evans, his only friend, only love has been sentenced to die.

He looked around himself and saw his companions grinning from teeth to teeth at the thought of incoming execution. He was disgusted with himself.

He was snapped out of his thought by the sight of the house and a person who stepped forward.

"They shall burn," Avery said and started to cast the spell.

Before he could finish he was hit by the reducto curse straight to the head.

Disillusioned James Potter was casting spell after spell using the element of surprise. Rabastan Lestrange's body was almost cut in half with the cutting curse but the rest of them immediately protected themselves with shields.

'I must lure them away from the house,' James thought as he eliminated 2 death eaters. He quickly ran between the trees while still firing curses. The plan worked. Masked men started to chase him and split up as they were running with different speed. He hid himself, and waited

'Impressive, Potter,' Snape had to admit. The man has killed 2 of the inner circle in seconds and escaped.

'I am surrounded by idiots,' he could not believe how stupid his companions were, 'Now he can pick them one by one,' Snape disillusioned himself and followed.

The silence was broken with a scream and a bang. Rodolphus' head was cracked open and his body laid lifeless on the ground. The next thing Snape saw, was Bellatrix and Crouch who managed to chase Potter into the corner.

'It's not good,' James realized as he kept fighting with 2 skilled opponents at the same time. Lights were flashing from everywhere. He knew that he was getting tired and slowly, but he was getting pushed back. He evaded cruciatus curse and shielded against bone breaking curse. His thoughts travelled to his wife and son, who were waiting in the house. He smiled sadly at the thought of the child. And in this moment the green light hit his chest.

"Hahaha! Potter is dead! Potter is dead!" Bellatrix sang with an insane grin on her face and pirouetted a few times. She started to laugh before mutilating the corpse. When she was done, she and Crouch turned their backs and went towards the house levitating their victim.

Lily had a bad feeling. It has been some time since James had gone out. After she hid her son, she couldn't wait. She disillusioned herself and went out.

Snape was watching as Bellatrix and Crouch were approaching the house. Suddenly he saw a flash of light which knocked Crouch out. After a few years he finally saw his friend who while still beautiful, was watching at the levitating body with desperation.

"No, no, no!" he heard a scream.

"Crucio!" shouted Bellatrix and started to laugh at the sight of tortured woman "Crucio! Crucio!"

Snape felt as his heart was breaking. He couldn't watch as the woman he loved was tortured senseless by a mad, laughing woman. He made himself visible and saw, that Lily, while tortured, was looking him straight in the eyes, clearly recognizing him. He saw her beautiful green eyes begging him to finish her pain. He decided. Slowly he lifted his wand and quietly muttered a few words.

The spell hit Bellatrix in the back sending her body away. Snape started to slowly walk towards Lily, but he suddenly realized something.

'Where is Pettigrew!? He went with us!' just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw something which terrified him. A rat had approached the woman from the back. The next moment there was a man staying over her body with a wand in hand. The only words he could hear were:

"Avada Kedavra"

Snape felt like his world stopped as he watched the green light leaving Wormtail's wand. The next moment which seemed like an eternity for him she was laying on the ground without life in her beautiful emerald eyes.

"Nooooooo!" Snape heard as his own thoughts were screamed by someone else.

Sirius Black was running to the house, with eyes focused only on Lily's body, and Pettigrew. He lifted his wand, but Pettigrew was already gone. Running in his rat form to the sewers.

The next thing Snape saw, looking from the side, was a group of aurors who appeared at the gate. Watching the scene before them they stunned Black and made their way into the house. Snape, heartbroken left the scene and apparated somewhere where he would not be haunted by the memories.

An hour later Dumbledore showed up at the scene. He had a lot of things to think about. Voldemort was gone, defeated by a child. He himself held Neville Longbottom in his hands and proclaimed him the "Boy Who Lived". Although the war was over, he was sad. Many people died this day, some fighting death eaters at the Diagon alley, some in their own houses killed by friends or foes.

The Potters were his greatest followers. Skilled, intelligent, resourceful, rich and influential. And now they were gone. Dumbledore hated himself for not doubting Sirius Black. The man blinded everyone with his seeming hatred for his family full of powerful dark wizards.

But still, something was not right. Where was Harry Potter ? Dumbledore went into the house trying to unveil this mystery. Even through his enhanced glasses, it seemed that everything was right, but still he had some doubts. He mattered a few spells and was simply astonished. Rarely had he seen such a great spellwork. He cautiously disabled spells one by one, and at last saw a child. Harry Potter was laying in his bed, staring at him with his green eyes with an unnerving gaze. It seemed that the child knew something was wrong and cried tears which were turning to ice for some reason.