Chapter One
The Unforgettable Dream
It was a quite night in Godric's Hollow, unusually quiet. It felt like something, something catastrophic was going to happen, and happen it did.
Lilly and James Potter looked like any other couple, except that they had a secret no person, except for two, knew. Lilly and James, along, with their son Harry who was one year old, were wizards. Wizards, who were hiding from the most horrid, most feared wizard who ever lived. Most refuse to say his name today, simply referring to him as You-Know-Who, or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. However, it was a fact, the person who was after James Potter, the sole descendent of Godric Gryffindor who wanted to kill them, was none other than the last remaining descendent of Salazar Slytherin, was Lord Voldemort himself.
Now the Potters had been living in fear for almost two years, hoping that changing secret-keeper from their most trusted friend, Sirius Black, to another of James's friends, Peter Pettigrew, would save them. They were soon going to find out what a bad choice they had made.
It was 10 o' clock at night, Lilly had just finished putting Harry to bed. She had joined James in eating some trifle pudding, when an unusual feeling swept over them. Almost at once James yelled, "It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!"
Lilly sprinted into Harry's room. She now knew what was happening, Lord Voldemort had found them at last. She was just picking Harry up when she heard a high pitched laugh. She ran out of the room with her wand in hand, ready to defend her husband. Just as she reached the hallway she heard, " Now I will have finished my ancestor's task! Salazar Slytherin will now be the greatest wizard of all!" Then she heard the sounds of her house being destroyed as she ran down the hall.
When she reached the living room she pointed her wand and yelled, "Expelliarmus!" But her spell wasn't strong enough to disarm him.
He looked up and said, "Ahh, the boy. He is all that is left now.
Lilly screamed, "Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry."
"Stand aside you silly girl, stand aside." Voldemort roared.
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead...No not Harry! Please...have mercy...have mercy..."
These were the last words Lilly Potter said. Out of nowhere a blinding flash of green light sped towards her. She was dead before she hit the floor. Voldemort mumbled something and her body disappeared. Then he turned his wand to the baby, Harry. All of a sudden, the last spell that wand would perform for fourteen years, another flash of green light sped out of the wand and towards Harry and...
On Privet Drive the boy Harry Potter, now fifteen awoke from a searing pain along his lightning bolt shaped scar.