It’s almost midnight when James says it, the thing that will consume their thoughts for the next five months.  “Well it’s simple, isn’t it?” he says, eyes bright and cheeks flushed. It’s the look of a man who’s maybe a bit manic, a bit desperate. “We’ll defy Voldemort a fourth time and the prophecy won’t apply to us anymore.”   

**In which the Potters and the Longbottoms both try to outsmart the prophecy before their sons are born**

Read to original story by Spork_in_the_Road on Ao3: 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16482017