Stuff is gonna be changed around from Harry's point of view because plagiarism is a no no. Anyways, continue.

Harry and a few members of D.A were in the hall of Prophecies, searching for Harry's Godfather, Sirius Black.

Harry found it quite odd how many prophecies there were, but he knew it wasn't unusual.

He admired the shelves full of the orbs, some dusty in color, others had this white glow. He wondered what would happen when there wasn't room for anymore orbs. Did they just destroy them? Harry decided not to think too much about it, and focused on the task at hand.

Sirius was no where to be found, in fact, the only sound to be heard was the footsteps of him and his friends.

He stared at the orbs, wondering if he'd be able to find his own prophecy. He shook his head, 'certainly not.' He thought to himself.

But then he saw something that proved him wrong.

Harry noticed a prophecy that had his name on the tag. He assumed it was the prophecy with him and Voldemort, but it didn't appear that it was.

? And Harry Potter

Harry picked up the orb, looking at it deeply.

He heard a noise from across the large dusty room.

He shoved the orb into his pocket, knowing he'd have to bring it up with everyone later.

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Percy was surprised Lord Voldemort even considered letting Percy go with him to the hall of prophecies. Voldemort wasn't exactly the kind type, and that's why he's the dark lord. Percy knew Voldemort meant well, but he felt as though the dark lord was shoving spells and curses into Percy's face; as if he were running out of time to do so.

Percy didn't know what he'd be running out of time for, there was plenty of time until Harry Potter's sixth year began, so he'd have plenty of time to learn them.

Percy didn't dare question him though, doing so would only upset Lord Voldemort further.

Percy gazed around the room, it was sullen and empty; Percy hated waiting there, but he'd be told when to apparate to Lucius Malfoy.

The Malfoy family was rather odd to Percy, Lucius seemed too envious of Voldemort, Narcissa seemed to care too much about what her husband wanted, and Draco seemed too scared. Way too scared. Whenever Draco spoke to the dark lord, he'd have this hidden fear in his voice; almost as though he didn't want to be doing what he was doing.

Lucius scared Percy at first, since when they met he was only twelve; Percy was a very scared twelve year old. The death eaters often stopped by Madam Red's house to see how training was going, some lived there for several months. Percy always noticed that they didn't seem to get along, and they all seemed to really dislike Percy. he didn't know why, and didn't dare to ask. They'd hit him if he even annoyed them. But Percy could take it, it was just a lesson to behave. Anyways, what's one small slap every now and then?

Percy's dark mark signaled that he needed to apparate to Lucius, so he did so.

He wore the mask, and hooded robes. His identity had to remain secret, and he'd fit right in with the other death eaters.

When he apparated to Lucius, he was told to grab one of the teenagers.

Percy noticed Harry Potter, but didn't bother grabbing him.

He stunned one of them, a girl with long blonde hair.

All of Harry's friends were held at wand-point by deatheaters.

"Give me the prophecy, Now!" Lucius ordered the boy. "Or your friends will die."

Harry grabbed the orb from his pocket, hesitantly raising it towards Lucius.

"Don't give it to him Harry!" A boy that was being held by Bellatrix said.

Harry didn't listen, and handed over the orb.

A man Percy knew to be Sirius Black arrived.

Then all hell broke loose.

Everything happened too fast, he let go of the girl and apparated away. He noticed the prophecy ended up breaking in circumstances Percy didn't witness.

'Voldemort will be pissed.' Percy thought to himself.

Percy apparated back to Voldemort's lair, and after some time, Voldemort returned.

"How did it go, Master?" Percy asked, noticing the fury in the dark Lord's eyes.

The dark lord ignored him, his jaw clenched as he paced around the room.

Percy noticed as he stopped and glowered into Percy's eyes.

"Harry Potter must die." He muttered.

Percy nodded in agreement.

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Percy didn't know how he could possibly process the events that had just happened. He had no time to think about it, and he called over some of the members of D.A to show them his findings.

Harry was still very distressed about his late godfather, but this prophecy seemed important.

He sat in the room of requirement, knowing now Umbridge couldn't possibly punish him if she were stuck with the centaurs in the forbidden forest.
Dumbledore wouldn't care either, the year was about to end and he'd be heading to the Dursley's in due time. Harry wasn't excited for that at all.

Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Luna And Neville all arrived soon after Harry did.

"You doing alright?" Hermione asked, she hadn't seen him much since the incident.

"When we were in the hall of Prophecies, I found something." He took out the white glowy orb from his pocket.

"I thought your prophecy was destroyed when Lucius Malfoy dropped it?" Ron questioned.

"It was. This is something different.." Harry showed them the tag, "unknown and Harry Potter. Whoever unknown is.."

"Well, let's see what it is." Luna suggested.

"Okay." Harry looked into the orb, "A child born with the eyes of the sea will be destined to fight the child born as the seventh month dies. One will die by the other ones hands or by fault. The child with the eyes of the sea will mark who is to be."

"So the prophecy means you gotta fight someone born with the eyes of the sea? That makes no sense. Maybe they have blue eyes?" Ginny suggested.

Harry nodded. "That could be anyone though, even Luna."

Luna grinned, "that wouldn't make much sense if I were to fight you. I wouldn't be able to rival you."

"Well, let's keep our eyes out for someone with the eyes of the sea." Said Ron. "Cause they could end up killing you, and we don't want that."

"Or I could kill them.." Harry sighed.

"Or one of you would make a mistake that would kill you." Neville added.

"But it did say this person would make a decision that decided it." Hermione told them. "So this person could very well be a great friend to us if their decision is to not kill you."

Harry nodded. "Let's just hope this person could help us defeat Voldemort."

The others nodded.

"We should bring this up with Dumbledore, he might know of it." Ginny suggested.

"Good idea." Harry smiled. "I'll be back."

He stood up and walked to the Professor's office.

He knocked on the large door, which opened soon after.

"Hello Harry, there something you need?" Dumbledore asked.

"When I was in the hall of Prophecies, I found one that had my name on it.."

"The one about the child with the eyes of the sea?"

Harry nodded, "you knew of it?"

"I have, yes. I have read over it many times, and in recent years it has all made sense to me." Dumbledore told Harry.

"So you know who the child is?" Harry asked.

"Yes, and no." Said Dumbledore. "I have never met the boy, but I have seen him and heard of him."

"Who is it?" Harry asked.

"I'm unable to tell you, this is something you must find out yourself." Dumbledore spoke.

Harry wished Dumbledore would just help him out, but alas, Dumbledore was being difficult.

"If you won't tell me, then how will I know?" Harry asked.

"It's a prophecy, Harry. It will come true one day, so you will just have to be patient."

Harry nodded and walked back to his friends.

"He knows who it is, but refuses to tell me!" Harry complained, sitting on the floor. He looked around at everyone in the room, wishing that one of them would know; even though he knew they wouldn't.

"Maybe it's for the best, Harry." Hermione said. "If you knew now, you'd try and find them, we should let the prophecy play out when the time is right."

"Hermione! Someone's life is on the line!" Harry yelled.

"So? The other one is the same way. Look Harry, let's worry about Voldemort for right now."

Harry sighed.

"Don't worry, we will eventually find out who the kid is." Ron assured him.

"Dumbledore did let it slip that the child is a boy, if that's much help." Harry told them.

"Well, that'll help us a bit in the future." Ginny mumbled in a bit of optimism, which didn't show in her voice.

"What kind of eye color could be sea-like?" Ron asked.

"Maybe an ocean blue or sea green.." Hermione mumbled, lost in thought.

"Do you think Draco was there?" Ginny asked, changing the subject.

"What makes you think that?" Harry questioned, curious if he was there, but refusing to admit that. He was supposed to be more focused on Sirius dying, but he did wonder about Draco. Lucius was sent to Azkaban after that incident, so the Malfoys were being discussed quite often.

"One of the masked death eaters was significantly shorter than the others, around Draco's height from what I saw." Ginny explained.

Luna shook her head, "that death eater was the one that trapped me, they had a scar on the palm of their left hand, and I don't believe Draco does."

"No, he doesn't." Harry sighed, rubbing his eyes.

"Then is there another death eater our age that was there?" Neville questioned. Harry noticed he had remained pretty quiet during the conversation, but assumed he was deep in thought.

"There is a possibility. Just look out for someone with a scar on their left palm." Hermione suggested.

Everyone nodded, thinking it as a brilliant idea.

"It could just be a really short adult, too." Ron added.

"That also could be a possibility." Luna noted.