The Real Prophecy

He stepped heavily.

A little doubt glanced over his heart, but he avoided it and kept walking. Further and further into the darkness of the night. Even this night, the moon refused to shine. The suffocating feeling extinguished in the end of the line. It felt like a dead end. But these all just his own feeling. He knew it from the very beginning, when this day would come, all universe would cooperate acting like barricade him. He got to be strong.

Jafferius Potter went further and further into the heart of The Forbidden Forest. He would show the world, he is The Legendary-Harry Potter descent. Potter's blood is in his vine through all over his body. Nobody had the right to call him a coward or a looser. No one ever will!

Breathing fast and hard, he strengthen himself. Then he moved on further and now reached the edge of the forest. It is just a bit of few step to get this Delois branch which can be found in The Forbidden Forest only. A little step from winning the bet from all those Slytherin gang, to Francois Lestrange above of all. It would prove everything. It would take all these year's pain and insecurity away. Just a little more step.

"Jafferius Potter"

And he stopped. The sound of whisper suddenly was heard from the forest. Or was it just the leaves flew off the air, blown by the wind. He could feel the chill. It's getting harder to control his own trembling. It was not, after all, a deadly thing. Just grab the branch and go. Run if needed.

"Lumos" rambled Jaffer. Afterall, it was hard to say the spell clearly with his own trembling mouth. The light from the wand now brightened his sight. But there, in the end of the path, there was the light that shone even brighter. Curious of what he just saw, Jaffer hurry-approached the source of the light. Something lied in the ground of the forest, beamed in the color of green. Without even think, Jaffer approached closely, bow his body and took it. It turned out to be a stone, with a shape similar to a diamond but had more square in one side.

"What is this? A Resurrection Stone?"

It was cold at the very beginning. But as the green ray began to shine brighter and dazzler, the warmer and warmer it become. Then, by the time it was hot as Jaffer's hand could not handle anymore, he dropped it to the ground.

Nothing happen.

Suddenly, a form of body started to come up from inside the stone. It was not really solid, but it looks real enough to make Jaffer scared as hell. He could not even move a bit.

A face like a skull stared at Jaffer with his red-eye-colored-pupil, breathe as if it was his first time with his slit-nose that had no height, more like a snake. His white pale hands are very long and thin.

Lord Voldermort has returned.

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"Who are you?" that words suddenly thrown out of Jaffer's mouth, although he could have guessed the answer.

"The greatest wizard of all time, Lord Voldemort" a cruel smile formed in his face.

It is impossible, how could it happen? He-who-must-not-be-named is dead, defeated by Harry Potter thousand years ago. How could this happen? Jaffer had read few time "The Destruction of Black Magic in 20th Century" and "Wizarding War II". How about in "The Life of Harry Potter", "The History of Magic" and tons of other books? How come? More conflicted thought popped in Jaffer's head.

"Surprised on how i could raise again" Voldermort stated as he can read minds, which Jaffer told to himself, might be right.

"Finally, after waiting for thousand years, my plan could work as it should be" greedy expression came up in his face. "It proves that my intelligence is even greater beyond Dumbledore himself" he laughed, shrilly, cold, a laugh that could creep people out.

"What do you mean?" Jaffer asked him scarily. He could not think other way to go out of this situation except by keep asking to elongate the time. Suddenly, Jaffer realized that his wand is no longer in his grip.

"Dumbledore had made the biggest mistake in his life by trusting that he had listened to the full version the Prophecy, Harry Potter's Prophecy." He added "In fact, the Prophecy had not being fully spoken by Trelawney since the intrusion that Severus made when he'd been caught off overhear it. The Prophecy was cut just until that part everybody knew. After years passed and i raised again, having my own body, i realized that the Prophecy i heard from Severus, and the version that Dumbledore's heard - even though it's a little bit longer, was still incomplete. But to make sure, i ordered some of my Death Eaters to take it from Department of Mystery. After all my DE failed to complete the task, i decided to researched it myself." cruel smile that now full of pride returned to his pale face. His body was getting more solid now.

"For months i investigated all things connected to Divination. Until one day i found one important fact. The Oracle often seemed unconscious when they entered the real trance, they didn't know when they made the real prophecy because their mind connected to Prophesieve. They kept it secret hereditarily. Only the Oracle could know this things-"

"What is Prophesive?" Jaffer spit it out without he could hold.

"Shut up stupid boy!" for a while there was a green flashes in Voldermort's eyes. "Prophesive is an Oracle mind-keeper. The big amount of tragedies that really happened to the people after they were being told their bad future. Some of Oracles could go insane to think and are stressful by the fact that their words caused tragedy to people. Their inner-eye should be protected from all those bad penetrations. Seeing from that perspective, they had to find a way to avoid it, to continue their life peacefully. Their ancestor invented the Prophesieve. The oracle had to connect their mind to the Prophesieve so that they can forget the things that they had foresee and those memories are sent and saved in Prophesieve..." Voldemort stopped for a moment.

"One day, in a very isolated place, i found it. Guarded by a lot a magic, white magic, dark magic. But with my intelligence, i could go through it. Then i searched and searched in the middle of many other Prophecies. Only people with amazing ignorance to many cruel tragedies that happened in many people, who can see through Prophecy. After a long time in my quest, i found the real and complete version of my Prophecy."

Voldemort pointed wand with his white long finger. That wand.. Jafferius saw it furiously, but he could not move. Voldemort waved the wand in one long wipe and some flourescent words appeared from the empty air.

"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 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..."

It is the same with the one Jaffer had read from "The Life of Harry Potter", but there's two more line in the end of the Prophecy.

"He is the only one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord.. the real heir of him will have the power to resuscitate the Dark Lord back to life."

The flourescent words faded as the wind blown through the night.

"That thing made me unwilling to add another Horcrux, even though i knew my Horcruxes had being destroyed. In fact i could made it again easily, killing people is my hobby" He laugh again, the cold cruel laugh without any emphaty on it.

"If i failed to kill Harry Potter, if i made a mistake, i still had this one plan. Only i could live forever.. -after Harry Potter died off course. So few days ago, i knew my time has come. I come to Francois Lestrange dream, subconsciously affect him to provoke you to come to this forest and look, here we are right now..." Voldemort stopped his story so sudden that Jaffer almost could not realize it. Now the Dark Lord body was solid as whole and Jaffer felt so weak.

"Now Lord Voldemort has returned. And this time, there is no Harry Potter nor Order of The Phoenix who could stop me. They're all died, as far as they'd aged. Even though my DE had also died, there are still their descent who could replace their position. A lot of pure-blood who had the same idea -deep in their heart, that muggle-born had too much rotten blood to have a place in our sacred, respective Wizarding World. They who didn't have the nerve to break out. I will lead them all to a whole new world. Lord Voldemort will once again rule. This time, no one can stop me, no one" He laugh again, long in a very high pitch laugh.

"And you" Voldemort pointed at Jaffer with his finger which is very white as it's never been exposed by the sun light. "Enough having fun here! You'd knew too much things" This time, the dangerous green flash really appeared in his eyes.

"Avada Kedavra"

The green flashes whirred right to Jaffer... ripped the empty air apart in front of him

His thought was empty.. the stiffness on his body.. no time to run

And everything...

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Disappeared...