Guardian
AN: So I know that I'm messing with the ages here and that might upset some of you but it's really not the main thrust of the story so I ask that you not get stuck on that part. Naturally if you just can't get past it well there are many other stories and I shall not be offended. This is my first attempt at writing a story after reading more than 200 by now so any advice is always appreciated. If I inadvertently take things from other people, I beg your apologies but like I stated previously I've read over 200 stories over time its hard to distinguish one from another. Also idk if I'm going to use hollows or horcruxes yet we will see what happens when that time arrives. As always and evermore this world story and everything in it belongs to Rowling im just playing with some of her toys.
Spells: Bold
Thoughts: Italics
A soft mist was spreading across the ground deep in the night at Godrics Hollow. In a small two-story house on the end of the street the light shined through warmly from what would have been the family room and an occasional shadow passed across the curtains as the occupants inside moved about. The rest of the house was dark and really overall the whole place was very unassuming. Lord Voldemort smirked to himself, what a shame he thought. Such an ancient pureblood family living in such a …. muggle house it will be a shame to end them but it is the price to be paid for daring to stand against me.
Slowly walking forward, he felt the power of the fidelius and smiled to himself. I'm very glad Wormtail is a traitor to these people otherwise I might never of found this place. I shall have to reward him with a quick death later after all a traitor once was more than likely a traitor twice. Quickly striding forward like a wraith, he flicked his wand and blasted the door inside and heard the male yell out for the filthy mudblood to take her spawn and hide. What a foolish notion as if there was anywhere, she could run.
Slowly walking inside, he parried the first spells from the eldest potter slightly surprised by the continued power behind them. "Nice power Potter too bad you never joined me I could have made use of you".
With a glare James Potter spit out "My family will never join your evil, Voldemort," then he proceeded to shock the dark lord even further by casting the last spell he'd ever expected to hear from the 'light' wizard. Avada Kedavra and the green jet shot towards him. Swiftly Voldemort conjured a wall then banished it toward the other wizard no longer amused he threw a powerful spell chain Dark chains, entrail-expelling, flesh tearer, avada kedavra, tempus stabit the last spell caught the Eldest Potter in the chest and he seemed to halt where he was his eyes widening in shock.
Voldemort chuckled evilly, "you like this spell Potter? I invented it myself it will suspend you right there where you are fully aware of what's occurring around you but your body will not move nor decay. I wish for you to hear as I end your line Potter, I want to see you break". Voldemort said the last with a sadistic smile and proceeded up the stairs after the mudblood.
James tried his hardest and pushed with all his magic but it seemed there was nothing he could do as he watched the dark lord ascend the stairs towards his family.
SCENE BREAK
Lily Potter rushed up the stairs she knew Voldemort would find them she had never trusted Wormtail but let James and Sirius persuade her to let him be the secret keeper. Now she knew that decision would cost them. Running into the nursery she grabbed her infant child Michael and then beckoned Harry over to her. "Quickly Harry come to mommy we have to hide, come here baby".
Seven-year-old Harry ran over to his mom worried after hearing the loud blast downstairs "What's wrong mommy? What was that noise?"
"Harry listen to me I need you to hold your brother okay? And Harry I want you to promise me something." Lily said desperately pulling her children into a corner of the room.
"What mum? I'll do anything you ask!" Harry said as he held his brother close to him. Michael Potter was now thoroughly terrified and started to cry and Harry was trying to quiet him as the loud noises continued downstairs.
Pulling them over she grabbed James' invisibility cloak and wrapped her children in it and told Harry "I want you to promise me that you'll always look after your brother! That you will stay together and protect him! Please Harry promise me?"
Pulling his brother into him tighter to try and give him comfort Harry was now starting to feel afraid he'd never seen his mum this upset before and it worried him as to what was happening. However, as he heard his mother's question, he felt something inside him cry out and a sudden feeling of protectiveness and calm went throughout his heart and soul. Looking into his mother's emerald eyes with his own he said defiantly against the fear inside him "I promise mummy I will always be there for him and always protect him from whatever may come no matter what it takes of me." Little did young Harry know how much that one statement would shape his life and the life of many others around him.
Lilly smiled at her son and kissed her children saying "Mommy loves you both very much never doubt that." She pulled the cloak over her children saying "stay here and don't make any noise or move from this spot." Tucking her boys into the cloak she turned around and faced the door just as Voldemort walked into the room.
Voldemort smiled at her and said "tell me where the boy is and I'll let the rest of your family live." He raised his wand and pointed it at her chest the tip glowing a bright green.
Lily stood proud and strong in front of where she knew her children to be and shouted "you will never get me to betray them you can have me but you'll never take my children away."
Voldemort allowed a small smile to play over his visage "very well I did promise Severus only that I'd try." And for a moment Lily looked confused but with a quick flick of his wand Voldemort sealed his fate. Avada Kedavra the spell hit Lily Potter and seemed to go throughout her body before she collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.
Voldemort chuckled to himself and said "how brave but foolish little mudblood" then he began to chant in parseltounge an ancient spell that was so foul it turned the very air dark and seemed to warp reality around it. Finishing his chant, a flash seemed to go from his wand into his chest and hold there. Voldemort looked around the room and faintly heard the sounds of a child sobbing and smiled to himself this is true power he thought the power over my own destiny. Turing he quickly cast the green curse again right into the young chest of Michael Potter.
An explosion and pain like none he had ever experienced before and it felt like he had been kicked by a giant as he blasted through the roof of the house. As his physical body faded Voldemort struggled with all his magic left to him to keep himself on this plane while feeling like his very being was ripped apart atom by atom.
James Potter could suddenly move after he heard a huge explosion upstairs. He rushed upstairs like a demon was after his soul and burst into the nursey on the second floor, and watched his world fall apart. James saw his oldest son Harry still holding onto his brother sitting next to the body of his wife slowly reach forward and close her eyes while saying so softly, he barely heard it "I'll keep my promise mum, I love you."