The Lost Prophecy

[Muggleborn Parselmouth]

Chapter 1

First Contact

"Just a second!” Emily announced. She was fumbling through her grocery bags, when the doorbell rang. She rummaged real quick for the dressing in the bag she was going to use for her salad. The doorbell rang again.


Emily almost forgot, and walked to the front room. With the house in shambles, a visitor right now is not what she wanted. Emily reached for the door handle, and opened it. Her jaw immediately dropped when she saw the man at the door.

“Hello Emily,” the man said. “May I come in?”

Still in shock, she nodded. The man walks into the room, and looks at Emily, who seams to be still in awe.

“My dear child,” he said to her. “You knew this day would come. It is unfortunately a bit earlier than expected, but the training must begin, if she is to fill that void in her life."

Emily exhaled, and immediately knew what she had to do. “Sir, it is really good to see you. I’ll…” She paused for a mere second and looked back at the man. "I'm sorry. I haven't seen them in years. Is HE alive?"

The man looked at her. “In due time Emily. Soon, you will know everything about what is going on, including that of your family.”

She looked nervous, but agreed that this wasn’t the time for informalities. “I’ll bring her down professor.

The man smiled, and looked at her. “Does she know anything?” he asked. She shook her head no, as she headed upstairs.

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Hailey had been sitting in her room all day sulking. Being grounded really sucked. Sitting in her room, with no tv, phone, or computer. It wasn't her fault Peyton Tisdale's hair caught on fire, though when her mom found out, it was straight to her room.

Her mother always over reacted when things happened around Hailey. Her mom acted like Hailey had everything to do with it. Though she didn't do anything, Peyton Tisdale deserved for what happened. Hailey was so upset when she got picked on by her and the other 2 girls that hanged around Peyton. The Fab Three, they were called.

There was a knock on the door. Hailey figured her mom wanted to come up and have one of her talks about self-control, whatever that meant. She didn’t want to hear it today.

“GO AWAY!” she screamed at the door. “I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!”

Emily wished that was true. It was very hard keeping Hailey from knowing the truth about her. She tried to keep her away from her kind, but it didn’t work, and backfired.

“I know your upset with me,” said Emily with sincerity. "But right now is not the time to discuss this."

"It's never the right time!" yells Hailey. "When have you ever done something for me? All you do when you go to bed is cry yourself to sleep mom."

If Hailey knew half the stuff her mother has done for her, she would take those words back, but Emily knows, she is going to find out real soon. The reactions what she's worried about.

"Hailey," she said to her. "You have a visitor. This is very important to us."

She really hated it when her mom did that. Give her the biggest guilt trip known to man. She looked away from the door, and quickly noticed something go past her window.

"What the...." Hailey said almost swearing.

Hailey hesitated for a second, and slowly moved to the window. She got to the window, when a huge brown owl landed on her windowsill. Haliey jumped back out of pure startle ness. She stepped ever so slowing, as to put her hand out to go and pet it. But as soon as she got close, the owl flew off, and her mother's voice quickly came back into her ears.

She had not realized that she had drowned out her mothers call. She walked over to the door, and opened it. Her mother was standing there with an upset look on her face.

"Why weren't you listening?" she asked. "I was standing here for almost 5 minutes. Hailey wasn't sure what she saw was real, but tried to just shrug it off, looking back at the window.

"What's wrong Hailey?" her mother asked. She didn't really want to tell you mom that an owl was on her window. She would think she was lying, and she'd get into more trouble.

“Uh…nothing” she said.

"We have a guest," she said. "I want you to be on your best behavior young lady."

She sighed walking out the door, and towards the stairs. She headed down, and reached the bottom of the stairs. She looked into the living room area, and she was shocked to see the same owl up in her room, perched on an arm of person sitting on her mother's decor chair. She walks into the room, and the old man stands up.

“Is that your owl sir?” she asked the man with curiosity. The man looked at her and smiled.

"Yes and no, dear," he said to her. "Why is it that you ask?"

Hailey began to tell him what she had encountered upstairs in her room. “Oh Horace!” he said. “I’m sorry, but I’m afraid he does that from time to time.”

“Can I pet him?” she asked.

He looked at her and smiled. “Well of course you can Hailey. He’s yours.”

She looked at him in astonishment. “Mine?” she said. “I don’t own an owl.”

The man looked very happy through this conversation. He tells her to put her arm out in a certain way. As soon as she does this, the bird flies over and flops on her arm with ease and effortlessness.

“How about we sit down so that we can talk.” He said. There is so much we need to discuss.”

Hailey was still confused as she sat down. Horace swiftly left her arm, and perched himself on the fireplace mantle. She is so confused, and looks at her mother in a weird way.

“Hailey…” Emily says pausing. She is having a hard time with doing this. She knew she would have to do it someday. But it is a lot harder than she thought. “For these fourteen years, I have loved you like any mother could love a child.”

Hailey doesn't quite understand what her mom is doing. She knows her mother loves her, even if she gets mad at times. " I know mom." she said to her.

“But all of this, this life that you have been living. All of it has been nothing more than a lie.” She says.

She takes another deep breath. “I am not......" Emily starts crying, and the tears are just flowing down her face. "I am not your real mother Hailey."

Hailey sat there in awe. She turned straight and fell back into the chair with a stunned look on her face. Emily gets up off her chair, and kneels before Hailey, holding her hands.

"I have been protecting you from a fate that should have not been yours.” She paused and continues. “Your real parents were killed by an evil, evil man, and I was instructed to take you away from your home to keep safe from harm."

"Your real name is Hailey......Hailey Potter." she said.

Hailey went to say something, but Emily cut her off before she could get a word in.

“There is more Hun. You and I are not normal people.” she said. "This gentleman is not a normal person." She didn’t want to continue, but knew she had to finish.

“I was ordered to protect you, because you are a witch,” she said.

"Ordered? By whom?" Hailey asked.

The man looked at Hailey.

"Well, by me dear." he said.

Hailey stood up, and looked at the old man. She didn’t know what to say. The house was starting to shake a bit, but Hailey didn't seem to notice. She just had so much anger in her. She was very upset at this man who was in her house. The anger was at a boiling point. And then, the house calmed down, but Hailey's anger didn't. And she let out the biggest scream, that Emily said to have wakened the neighbors from a deep sleep.

“WHO ARE YOU TO TAKE ME AWAY FROM MY FAMILY, AND KEEP ME FROM KNOWING WHO I REALLY AM?” she said.

He looked at her, seeing her anger. He searched for some words, and then began to speak.

“My dear child, when you were born, I promised your parents that if anything would have happened to them," he said to her " that I would make sure that your taken care of."

"And keep me from knowing anything!" she said. This time it wasn't as loud as the last thing that she said, but still firm. "Who are you?"

The man looked at her. "You are right my dear, perhaps I should introduce myself before we get any further,” He said. “My name is Albus…Albus Dumbledore.

[Muggleborn Parselmouth]

Chapter 2

The Truth

It had been four long years since that day. Hailey, who will turn 18 in a few months, still lives with her adopted mother Emily. But staying there wasn't the best thing, so they did the next best thing. Moved to Salem Massachusettes. Home of the Salem Witch Trials.

And that is not all. Since moving here, she had been accepted into Salem's only All Girl Witch Acadamy. Learning that she was a witch was hard, but actually using spells and incantations were alot harder than just pointing a wand and yelling Abracadabra.

Now she knew why it was that her mother was so upset when things happened around her. But she didn't know how to control them like she does now.

It took Hailey awhile to get over being upset with her mom from keeping the truth from her, but she was only doing what she thought was right. To protect her from this man named "Voldemort".
Back then, Hailey was just a mere child.

But she is now all grown up. The most popular witch in the school. Everyone wants to be friends with her, or even just near her. And don't get Emily started on all the guys calling their house.

Though she is at an all girl school, there do come a time when boys are an influence. Emily felt as if she wasn't prepared enough to explain certain things to Hailey, even though Hailey was very bright.

At her school, normally girls start going there when they are 12. But Hailey had to do two semesters of summer school just to get caught back up.

This was the first summer she had off, and she wanted to make the best of it. The last day of school, and she had passed with high honors. Had Hailey been aware of her special gift, she would have graduated by now. But seeing that she was almost done, what was another year.

While walking home, as she always does, she noticed her mother's car in the driveway. Now normally, this wouldn't be strange, but since her mom doesn't get home until a few hours before she did, it didn't seem right.

She thought to herself that perhaps her mom just wasn't feeling good and took the day off, or just wanted to see her daughter come home on the last day of the school year. But when she walked in the house, she knew something wasn't right.






"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME?" she screamed! "HE WAS ALIVE, AND NO ONE TOLD ME! AND NOW HE'S DEAD!"








Hailey ran into the living room, and to her suprise, a green flame was shooting out of her fireplace, and her mom's head in it.

"WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON MINERVA?" SHE ASKED. "WHERE IS DUMBLEDORE? I WANT TO SPEAK TO ALBUS!"

Just then, after a few seconds, her mother collapsed, and Hailey could see a face of an older woman appear through the flame.

"Emily?" said the head. Then she got a glimps of Hailey. "My dear, just don't sit there, help your mother up."

And without hesitating, Hailey did as the face asked. A few moments later, Emily sort of woken to see her daughter sitting next to her.

"Emily are you alright?" the face in the falme said. Emily still had a horrid look on her face.
"Yes..." she said to the face. "What do you need for me to do, Headmistress?"

The face looked sadden as well. She wanted to tell her everything, but knew that she couldn't, just yet.

"I need you and Hailey to come to England." said the face. "Grimmuald Place, you know it right?"

Emily gasped for a second but got back to her composure. "Yes." she said.

The face smiled with acceptance. "Ok, I will owl you everything,ok." said the face.
Emily nodded in understanding, and the green flame shot back into the fireplace, where it dispurted.

"Mom?" said Hailey. The voice almost made Emily jump. "Dear god child, don't scare me like that."
Emily must not had noticed Hailey helping her up, and was quite scared. Hailey looked very confused.

"Mom," she said with a look of concern. "Who was that...that...that thing?" Emily didn't realize that she saw the floo connection. It took abit, but she finally got Hailey to understand some other magic traits that she was unaware of.

"So that lady was from your old school?" Hailey asked. "From Hogwarts?"
Emily nodded, and tried to explain somethings, but didn't want to go into detail.

"What did they want?" she asked.
Emily knew it wasn't going to be easy. Since Albus was very wearing on her telling Hailey the whole truth about her family, she didn't know how she would react to this news. It took her nearly four months to get over the last time she got upset.

"About your brother." said Emily. Hailey just stood there in complete and utter shock.
Emily waited a few hours to check on Hailey. She didnt know if this would be like the last time. She walked into her daughters room, and saw her laying on he bed asleep. Emily goes to close he door gently. Hailey then spoke?

"Who's dead?" she asked. "And please be honest wih me. Emily looked up and walked to the side of her daughters bed.

"A man I loved very much." she said. "He was your godfather."
Emily stopped Hailey from speaking really quick. Emily continued. "His name was Sirius," she said. " And he was my husband."

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The battle of Hogwarts was over. Lord Voldemoret was vanquished by the unliklest of wizards in Harry Potter. But for Harry, he knew that he had to keep those around him safe. That is why he went to the forest alone. That is why he sacrificed himself. But for that connection to him and Voldemort, he did not die.

In the end, he defeated Voldemort with the Elders wand, and the wizarding world was saved. But it was not good enough, as many still died. Fred, Tonks, Lupin, even those he did not know. Those that stood up against the dark lord. Those who's lives are on his concience.

But there stood the young woman who hours earlier thought that he was dead. Her scream of disbelief. Laying at the foot of her dead brother Fred. Harry left under the invisability cloak, and didn't realize that Hermoine and Ron had saw him, and followed him as much as they could.

Harry walked into the Griffyndor common room, and headed to his dorm. There he took off the cloak, and landed on what was his bed. He fell into a deep sleep, and finally did not dream.
The next few weeks were very hard on Harry. He had been to all the funerals of those who died, and it still effected him. They died because of him.

But one thing that happened thoughout all of this, the one person who he loved the most, was there by his side. The hardest thing was telling her everything. He knew he'd have to tell Kingsley.

But then something came to him. A voice. "Harry..." said the voice with a long flowing word. "Harry....." it said again. This time even longer. Then a different voice called to him.

"Harry..." said a voice next to him. "Harry?"
Ginny Weasley sat next to him on his bed. Harry looked at her.

"What is it?" she asked. "The battle?"

Strangley enough, it wasn't. But he did know who the voice was.
"No..." he mumbled. "It was Sirius."

He hadn't dreamed of Sirius in a very long time. "Come..." said Ginny. "Let's get some sleep."
He looked at her. "In a hurry?" he asked her.

She was laying there in his bed. They had been sneaking in and out of the other's rooms for the last few nights, and so far Mrs. Weasley hadn't noticed.

Ginny smiled at him. "As amatter of fact, I am." she said. "Because I don't know about you, but I do not want my mother catching the two of us in here, laing half naked on the bed." She continues. "Besides, I have to get Ronald in here from mine and Hermione's room."

"Well, I guess we have a few minutes to lay here." he said with a smile.

"Lay or snog?" asked Ginny.
Harry smiled and murmered something before he kissed her passionaely.

The next thing Harry remembered, Ron was sleeping in his bed, and Ginny was long gong. After cleaning himself up a bit, and headed downstairs to the kitchen. From the smell, Harry knew Mrs. Weasley was already up.

As he got in there, to his suprise, Kingsley and McGonnigal were at the table. As soon as they noticed him, things got quiet. Harry knew this quietness, and knew they were doing order business.

He wished they would have learned that they didn' have to act like he didn't matter to the order.

"Ah...Harry," said Mrs. Weasley. "Care for some breakfast?"

Harry nodded and sat next to Mr. Weasley looking at the Daily Prophet.

"More rubbish about the battle in here Kingsley." he said. "When is it all going to end?"











"I'm doing everything I can" Kingsley said. "It's going to take the ministry some time to clear up all this mess."

Harry had almost forgotten. Kingsley was named Minister of Magic after the battle. The wizarding world wanted someone who could make things better.

"Congratulations is in order for you Harry," said Kingsley. "You, Ron and Hermoine."

"What for?" asked Harry.

"Well, we have decided to give you three the Order of Merlin, First Class for your defeat in Voldemort." he said. "Everyone else at the battle will recieve a Third Class award."

Harry was astounded, but simpley declined. "I could not accept, without everyone else who was there." Harry said. "Even those who had...."

Just then he looked at Molly and could see that she was almost ready to cry. He decided to stop and looked at Kingsley.

"Don't worry Mr. Potter," Kingsley interupted. "Everyone who was there defending Hogwartz from Voldemort and his followers will recieve some recognition. EVERYONE!"

He emphisided the everyone, which Harry understood meant even those who had died for the cause.

A few moments later, Kingsley got up and said his goodbyes, and walked to the door, asking Arthur to come with him.

"I guess it's my time to go as well," said McGonnigal. "Harry, would you mind coming with me for a second?

Harry nodded, and looked at Mrs. Weasley, who was still cooking breakfast, and still had tears in her yes.

As they got to the door, she handed him a piece of parchment. "Professor Dumbledor had asked me to give this to you in case something had happened to him." she said. "Since you did not come to Hogwarts last year, this is the only time I had to give it to you."

Harry looked confused. "Alright professor..." he said. "But..."

She cut him off. "Don't worry Harry. Things will be explained in this letter." she said. "Now, because you and Ron and Hermoine had chosen jobs after Hogwarts that requires you to finish school, you three will be recieving letters from Hogwarts for school next year." She looked at him, smiled and said Gooday. She stepped out of the doorway, and with a crack disappated into thin air.

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Harry looked, at the letter, and went to the sitting room, and layed on the couch, as he opened it and began to read.

Dearest Harry,

If you are reading this letter, it means that I am dead, and you have done something that you have done only once before. Defeat the dark lord Voldemort.

Tom was a very powerful wizard, but you my boy, are brave, couragous, and full of love, something Tom never was. That is the difference between the two of you. Never forget that.

This letter was given to you because now that the rebuilding can begin, the whole truth needs to be put out in the open.

I have put you in many difficult situations in which I could not help you in the fullest. I have also kept you in the dark in some of the most important things in your life. And I must regretable tell you the last of my secrets.

When you were born, I promised your mother and father, that I would make sure nothing ever happened to you, if something ever happened to them.

This letter was made just after the incident in the ministry of magic. Fudge had called me into his office when the lot of you left back to Hogwarts.

I had explained to Fudge what was going on. Everything, including that of Sirius and Peter Petigrew. While you were in the infermary, I had extracted your memory of the incident in the shrieking shack.

Once I had shown that memory to Fudge, he had secretly pardoned Sirius. Since his death, no one knew of this. And that was the last act Fudge made as Minister. He resigned the next day.

That got me thinking of the Veil. I had to see it. All those souls that had been lost was so overwelming. I could not believe that you had your family, and yet you had just lost the only father figure you had.

I felt that it wasn't fair, and I wanted to make things right. I kept going back there during the summer. It was an addiction. I started asking questions.

Many of my friends and aquaintances had different answers about the viel and after futher investigation, I thought about it, and I figured a way to possible save Sirius.

As my health decreased, and not just from Tom's ring, my chance to help Sirius decreased even more. You are his only hope.

Which brings me to my secret of all secrets. This could be the hardest thing you could yet to date.

When your parents went into hiding, then knew they may not survive. Sirius knew as well. As a matter of fact, Sirius confind in me something that he never told your parents.

Sirius was and is still to this day a married man. His wife was removed from the area for protection against the dark lord.

She was the only one who proclaimed his innocence from day one, until you and Ms. Granger came to me and told me what had happened at the Shrieking Shack. She is technically your godmother. Which means she is family.

But that's not everything. You see, his wife almost died, and Sirius saved her. His blood saved her, just like your blood helped Voldemort live.

Not that I am going into great detail, but that is how they became married.

The viel works as a bond. A soul needs a drop of blood from it's origonal body, in order to free him. A simple drop of blood could save your godfather Harry.

I have instructed Minerva to make the arrangements to get into the ministry so this could happen. And I am hoping that once you read this, that she, Sirius' wife Emily, will be on her way to England.

But here is the hard part Harry. Emily wasn't alone when she went into hiding. In her posession was a little girl who brought up at the age of one to the most recently of 17. The same age as you.

Her job was to care for the girl, until we could make sure that it was safe for her return. And though no one knew of this little girl, she was in for the same fate as you were.

She was very shocked when I showed up on her front porch, and only until then, she did not know who she truely was.

She grew up as Hailey Smith. Her real name is Hailey Potter. She is your twin sister.

You sister is alive and well, and if things are going as I want, she will be coming here to England to re-unite with you.

I know this is alot to process Harry, and I know that you will have it in your heart to accept this, and to accept your sister into your life.

She has not known of the horrors that you have encountered. I do know that the last time I met her, she was getting ready to start at a witch school in the states.

Please take this news as good, and with luck, you can have that family you have yearned for all your life. I wish I could have been there, and I am very honored to call you my friend.

Best Wishes,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

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Harry stood there in total shock. He had to read it a few more times to get the facts straight. As he read it the last time, Ginny comes walking into the sitting room..

He looked at her with tears down his face. She went to him and sat next to him.

"What is it?" she asked. He looked at her, his eyes red and filled with tears.

"I have a sister." he said looking into her eyes.