Prophecy About Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“About my wolf. And something else, Karl. Something worse.” He cupped her jaw gently. “Lucy. Breathe. What is it?” She swallowed, tears burning her eyes. “There’s a prophecy,” she whispered. “About us.” Karl’s face paled. Lucy closed her eyes, the words barely leaving her throat. “And if we complete the bond… Bloodwood falls.”

"Which is what will happen if you leave a fire mage untaught out of fear." Sera had been marched straight from the Great Hall to a small stone antechamber and told to wait, and waiting had turned out to mean standing outside a heavy door listening to five raised voices argue about her future like she wasn't fifteen feet away and perfectly capable of hearing every word. "The prophecy is a legend for frightening novices," said a third voice, thin, precise. "It has no bearing on academy policy." "Tell that to the Headmaster," Oren shot back. "He said the word himself, in front of the entire school. You think that stays quiet? By morning every noble house on the ridge will know exactly what we h

An hour passed, and they were all seated. "By the way, Anna, what's with the third prophecy medallion? What does it say?" Harry asked. His curiosity was on the verge of his tongue and he couldn't wait any longer. "Oh about that, it says..." She paused and continued. "In the land of the sacred together, free from thy curse. If thy heart decides, one shall end and one shall die."

She turned over, looking at him and suddenly had a face of regret over what she just uttered. "I'm not, It is all over your face. But since you just asked, maybe you are one yourself." His thin voice accomplished by an accent Khloe heard often touched the heart of the girl. The accent of John. "This was a mistake." Khloe said as she stood up, ready to leave. "You wouldn't live long without me." "They will find you!" His voice called back Khloe as she turned stopped and turned over. "You want to know about the world, it will have to be information for information." "As I heard, a prophecy is being written!" "One which will bring about the end of everything, man, supernatural, everything." Khl

Most powerful among the royals but, he hasn't yet claimed that power. The prophecy said, that a prince born of pure blood will inherit a tremedous power. A power that can change the course of the mythical world. This prince will be a bridge in everything. A bridge to ensured peace will once again unites the creatures and beings of mythical world. But only the pure blood prince can acquired this tremendous power if he become the rightful king an heir of Mythical. that was why how protective of them of Liam. He's life is in danger. Nobody knows who among them royals was the prophecied one. Some gossiping about it but none gave it an importance. Liam did not know yet who he was.

A strange, humming heat began to radiate from her marrow—a heat far more intense than anything she had felt before. The prophecy made twenty-one years ago was about to wake up.

That's when it clicked in my head, the full moon is just tomorrow and Scott's already out of his mind. Before my mom or anyone else for that matter could ask anything Stella was already out the door. The silence in the kitchen was numb no one said anything for a while."They are very intriguing" Peter commented. "What's that supposed to mean?" Lola asks our uncle. "I can't explain it yet but we can't completely trust them" He continued. "But I don't understand" Chloe stubbornly said. "When we asked about werewolves did you see how Scott tensed up but Stella remained poker face?" Lucien asked.

“Pretty cool. What’s he teaching that stuff to you for?” That distraction didn’t last long. Where to begin? “Uh . . . have you ever heard of something called the Elemental Prophecy?” Tres stared off into space for a moment. Meeting his eyes, Tres said, “Nope. Don’t think so.” “It’s hard to explain, but I’ll find a copy and let you see it. Anyways . . .” James sighed. “Some things will happen eventually and I need to be ready, cause this prophecy kinda talks about me.”

I couldn't blame them. I pulled off my protective shield, tossed it to the ground and started walking home, feeling more alone than I had ever felt before. When I got home, I was just about to unlock the door when I overheard my mother's voice and the voice of my Sorcery teacher, discussing. "She's the one to fulfill the prophecy. There's no mistaking that," my teacher said. Prophecy? "But she doesn't believe in any thing we do. She doesn't even believe in sorcery. She always has some scientific explanation for everything," my mother says.

I inhaled harshly, before taking my pouch and putting some more pennies into his hand, causing him to laugh again. "They don't stand a frigging chance!" He waved his hand in the air while we waited for him fo be done. "Tell me the rest of the story." He quieted down, before gesturing to us to move closer. We did, and I tried to ignore the stench coming from him and hoped it wasn't going to rot the baby's brain. "They have been talking about some prophecy. The other sorcerers said it was fake, but they believe it's real. Has been trying to get people to join her in her plot to destroy the werewolves and dominate."