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Author's Note :
Hello dear reader ! I want to make some announcements here, first that Iam not a professional writer, just a student, trying to put my writing skills in action. Second, that , Iam not from an English bacground, neither English is my first language. So, please forgive me if I make any mistakes or in case blunders. Third , please make sure that the criticism must be for the cause of construction, because this is my first piece of creative writing. thanks !
Chapter 1
The scar of the dark.
It was the era of darkness. The rate of deaths had increased
considerably. The time of celebration was replaced by the instances of
funerals. However, the world was not same all around. In a cottage
outside an ancient village, the festivity of Halloween was in full
force. The celebrators of this gala were the family of Potters; James,
Lilly and their one year old son Harry. The red-headed green-eyed
spectacularly gorgeous pinkish-white skinned lady in a vampire costume
was Lilly. The man clad in the werewolf outfit was James; a messy
black-haired tall graceful personality with dark observant eyes. Their
son Harry, when our story starts, was being contentedly cuddled by his
parents.
"I wish Sirius Remus and Peter were here," spoke James in a gloomy
tenor.
"Wish there were Alice and Cassiopiea too," responded Lilly in the same tone.
"I believe they will be missing us as well," sighed James. Then with a
sudden twinkle in his eyes, hugged Lilly and romantically whispered "I
love you," showing the happiness in their own bubbly world.
The baby
abruptly hollered alerting Lilly and James to the present. Lilly began
soothing Harry while James discerned an unhelpful shift in the
setting.
"What happened?" asked Lilly detecting a worried expression
in James eyes.
"I feel as if our wards are being breeched," he
replied, drawing his wand.
"What! Are you sure?" questioned Lilly with
a genuine concern reflected in her face. Asking Lilly to take hold of
her wand, James moved towards the window to verify who was trying to
break the protections. Recognising the person, James caught hold of
Lilly who was cuddling Harry and snapped into action by running
towards the backroom. "Hurry! He is almost here!" told James laying
Harry in the crib. This was a magically enchanted room; here now Lilly
and James stood at the door, wands pointing, ready for the duel.
Out of the blue, the door was blasted open. Instantly, Lilly and James
muttered some spells. The room, all of a sudden, was crammed with
greenish smoke. At once, a figure in the black cloak appeared at the
recently blasted door space. The couple disappeared unexpectedly
leaving behind little Harry in the crib…
Voldemort glanced at the green-filled room. With an amused cunning
smirk, he looked at little Harry who was watching the sealing with
delight. With a flip of wand Voldemort vaporised the green smoke.
"'Either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while
the other survives.' So boy? Sorry, I cannot allow you to stay alive."
Told Voldemort. The face transforming into a murky hatred smirk,
Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry and yelled "Avada Gadavra!"
The curse was however absorbed by the crib not harming Baby Harry.
Stunned and flabbergasted, Voldemort repeated the spell. The curse,
for the second time, was engulfed by the crib. "Hmm?" thought
Voldemort, "what's wrong?" he speculated while his eyes took in the
setting. Fixing his gaze at Harry's forehead, Voldemort moved closer.
"Young little foe? Let's see how your parents' lovely love-filled
amusing trick will work now." Said Voldemort, pointing the wand
straight at Harry's forehead. Before the spell was mouthed, Voldemort
began to realise all his magical powers departing to dissolve. Prior
to him acknowledging this fact, the spell bounced back hitting
Voldemort. - - - - - - - - Voldemort, was reduced to oblivion…
Far in London, the atmosphere in another house mirrored
dreariness. The countenance of the handsome man in the living room
seemed down in the dumps. It was the first time in history he was not
celebrating Halloween with Potters. Being the nearest and closest
comrade, it was no surprise for this elevated despair. There was an
inexplicable air of anxiety. He suspected something wrong and weird
going on somewhere out there.
Answering to this unfathomable apprehension, he moved towards the
fireplace. Taking from a nearby jar, he threw some flew powder into
the fire. At once, the flame changed from yellowish orange to green.
Moments later, he laid his head in the fire and shouted "Godric's
Hollow, Potters' cottage!" his head began to spin. Soon after the
spinning stopped, he distantly heard a distinguishable cold cruel
cackle, saw the green flash of light, and within the next blink, the
room began overflowing with grey smoke.
"Oh no! James…! no!" shouted
Sirius trying to see through the smoke.
Sirius decided to go there right away. Withdrawing his head from the
fire, without any second thoughts, went outside, grabbed his
flying-motor-cycle and kicked off towards Potters' cottage.
The scene exposed catastrophic disaster. Front wall and the door were shattered,
disclosing ruins all through. Sirius was more than petrified. He was
sure that the green flash he saw was the killing curse the cruelest
wizard of the century had used on Potters. Taking hold of his wand,
Sirius strode inside. His worst fears were conformed. Who could have
possibly revealed Potters' secret location to Voldemort? Sirius then
recalled the impulsive suggestion by Lilly of switching the
secret-keeper from Peter to Remus, after Sirius had refused to become one in first place . Suddenly, the disbelief of
treachery was recognised by Sirius. "What! Peter? No!" the heights of
betrayal by Peter, their friend, the fourth Marauder, had deceived the
loyalty of camaraderie? Peter must have informed the dark lord about
Potters' whereabout. There was no other possibility of the dark lord
knowing the Potters' hideout.
Author's Note :
Hello there , I hope that it was fine , well , dont expect another chapter soon cuz currantly Iam having exams . and please , dont forget to review or pm , because your input will make me and my script better . Of course! suggestions and creative criticism will always be welcome . Also , Please forgive me and point , all the mistakes that you feel to be corrected.
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