The Prophecy [TRANSFERRED; see last chapter]

Prologue: Revelations

A/N: Please read the note at the end!

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October 30, 1981 Anmer Hall
10:36 p.m.

Inside the manor a man stood outside his daughter's closed room. Turning the doorknob, he let out a shaky breath. Memories of the talk that his mother and he discussed on that day, came through his mind. Leaning on her door frame he watched her chest move as she sleeps peacefully.

"It's time, my dear Prince." His mother told him straight to the point. After giving his respect to his mother, he looked up at her with wide eyes.

"M-mother." He stuttered. She frowned at the look of her son. Standing up she motioned for him to follow her. Hesitating, he stayed on his spot while his mother walked alone down the right hall, he said "I-is it what grandad--" he stopped when his mother looked back at him and motioned again to follow her. Giving up, he obeyed.

The Castle was huge, yes, obviously. But there was only one place that the Queen can only access. It's the rumored chamber hidden underneath the castle. While its a myth among the people, to the Royal Family, it is real. However, only the Queen is authorized to enter that place. Why? Well, maybe because she's the only one who has the power? No, actually, it was trusted to them for unknown reasons. The person who had given it to them said it was meant to be with the family, and that the people who should know about its existence must be the firstborn of every generation. Given how many years that thing stayed in this family, or this place, we don't know.

When they reached the huge double doors, his mother pressed her left hand on a specific part of a wall which made a buzzing sound. The double doors opened and revealed the inside of the place. The room was huge, or should I say hall. The only thing that's inside the place was an altar. Above it, a strong glowing golden orb is resting on a pillow, encased in what looked like a huge glass lid.

Approaching the altar, he asked "Mother... Why am I here?" Moving closer to the altar, his mother told him "When my granddaughter came to our family.." she trailed off when he looked at her. "Yes, my dear. Your daughter, Hermione. When she came into this family, I've never seen this orb shine like this. I've been going in and out of this room every day, observing this orb ever since my dad told me about it." She told him. Watching her son for any reactions she explained to him the reason why he was here.

"The orb was passed through generations in this family, by telling them the existence and the reason of why it is here. The orb was sent to the family when this very building was built. We were told to never break or remove the orb in that case unless something happened. However, centuries came, and rulers come and go, still, nothing different happened to the orb. That's why it was passed to the next ruler of England. Once they happen to witness a change in the orb, we need to immediately know the reason why it changed." The Queen stopped her explanation when she saw a change in his reaction. Asking if he was okay. "Mother, what if grandad told me was real? You know what I'm talking about, right?" he told her desperately now facing her. It was a sad sight for The Queen. She knows he doesn't want his baby to be one of them. Then a sudden thought came like a bullet train to him.