"You see, in his world view, either me or Riddle would die at the hands of the other. Basic as hell. No detail, no proactive effort to fulfil the terms. It would just happen. There it was, black and white. Fuck me, he was limited in his thinking. Anyway, my mother and father deconstructed it, realised that I would have a power which would enable me to win the fight. Dumbledore took it as Riddle giving me the power when he cursed me. But the prophecy doesn't say that. In fact, it doesn't describe that power at all. He marked me as his equal, but to beat him, I'd have to be his superior."