



Lily Oliver and the Lost Prophecy
A prophecy... After twenty days of the final battle, where good had overcome evil, a flower was born in a distant land, symbol of light, purity and love. But this flower was born on the wrong day, the time determined by the book has passed and, on his fifteenth birthday, his path will cross with the guardian's and he will have to fight to win her love. History will repeat itself... -The last heir flower was his mother, Lily. said McGonagall. -And the last guardian was his father, James. - spoke the painting of the late Professor Dumbledore. ...or will it be different this time? - I hate you, Potter! - But I love you, my lily. Because the story doesn't change, only the characters are different... - For you it's Oliver, Potter! - Of course it is, after we get married. - said James S Potter. Find out more at: Lily Oliver and the Lost Prophecy. Ongoing on Social Spirit and Nyah! fanfiction
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