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Author's notes:
Hello, and welcome to my little masterpiece on the Internet! This isn't my official first fanfic because I am the author of other stories but this is my first Harry Potter fic. It may be a little confusing at parts that I beg for your pardon. Anyways, this story is about a Harry in the first one, I added some stuff and cut out some stuff from the book. I have read the first book and am working on the second one and yes, I have watched the movie; very good may I add. This also has some romance in it and a surprise ending unlike the book! You'll just have to wait to figure it all out!
-Sincerely-
*-Dark arts Master-*
Disclaimer-I don't own Harry Potter or Ron or anyone else she made up but I do own this fic, my name, my fan fictional character, and stuff that I made up. Ok, now that we have that strait you can go on to read the story.
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Ch.1-The Tragedy
A sweet melody floated through the air as Lilly Potter tucked in her son, Harry Potter into bed. She sang to him softly as he felt asleep slowly. James Potter came in with their second child. Lilly quietly sang to the two little children. Suddenly there was a loud bang downstairs. As a reaction James grabbed his wand for protection. A black robe with an unseen body floated up the stairs toward the nursery. Lilly grabbed the children and held onto them. The figure moved closer to them apparently floating. Lilly ran for her and James room. She swung the door open and ran through. "I'm warning you...join me or perish!" The figure yelled. James stuck his wand out in front of him and shot out a blue beam at the figure. The figure pushed the beam aside. And leaped for Lilly who was now inside their room. It hurled a beam of light at Lilly and she collapsed to the ground in a heap. The children went flying and landed on the floor, they began to cry loudly. The figure floated toward the children. "Onasia Frizira!" James Potter screamed as an icy beam shot out at the figure. It froze in mere step. James ran and grabbed the children. The figure broke free from the icy grip and floated toward James who was halfway down the hall. James couldn't shoot anything more at it because he had to carry both children in his arms. It crept closer every second. "Your pathetic magic is of no use, join me!" it screamed. "Never!" James yelled back. "Then you shall die!" it said and shot out a beam of death. It seamed to have screamed as it hurled toward James. It struck him and he fell to the ground. The figure frowned under the hood at the mess. The children were still crying as the figure loomed over them. "Say goodbye!" it said powering up on last time. A bright green blast engulfed the whole room and even shot out the windows.
~A little while later~
An old man dressed in an emerald tunic walked down the empty street. He stopped and grabbed a lighter out of his tunic. He opened it up and aimed it with the street lamp closest to him. The lighter sucked up all the light from it. He did the same with the other surrounding lamps. A silver cat with black markings came into view. "Good evening isn't, Professor McGonagall?" The man said. The cat slowly morphed back into a human. "Good evening indeed" she snorted. "What seems to be the problem?" The man asked. "All those silly rumors I keep hearing about the Potters and them being dead, it that true, Albus?" McGonagall asked almost afraid to know the answer. "I'm afraid they are" Dumbledore said his eyebrow drooping. 'But they can't die, their the famous Lilly and James Potter! They can't be killed so easily!" McGonagall raved. Dumbledore raised a hand for her to calm down, "Bickering will not bring them back from the dead, McGonagall" Dumbledore said. "And the children?" she asked fearful that they have died also. "They are all right, they both escaped with only scars, nothing more, nothing less" he said. "What are we going to do with them, he-who-must-not-be named will surly comeback after them!" "Please, Professor, I believe that we should use his real name, it just is more proper." Dumbledore said. "All right, Vol-Voldemort" she said cringing after she said it. "I have a feeling that he is going to go into hiding for a very long time." Dumbledore said. "What about the children, were are they going?" McGonagall asked. "Hagrid's bringing Harry" Dumbledore said looking toward the sky. "Hagrid, that mad man, you trust him?" McGonagall asked raising an eyebrow. "I would trust him if my life depended on it!" Dumbledore said. "And the girl?" McGonall asked. Dumbledore sighed, "She is with another family, Mr. and Mrs. Lance Granger, a nice family, both 100% Wizard and witch." Dumbledore replied. "That's nice, and Harry? Were will he be?" She asked. "He will be with his only living relatives, The Dursley's" Dumbledore said. Professor McGonigall's mouth hung open, "With them?! I've watched them all day and they are the worst Muggles I've ever seen!" McGonagall raged. "It would be better for him, he mustn't know about our world and his past until he's older. It's best that we never mention the girl to him, if she's reviled and we all know what might happen to her." Dumbledore said. A bright light came from the sky, Hagrid nonetheless. A bewitched motorcycle landed on the street. The large giant lifted the riding goggles from his eyes and swung one leg over the side of the bike. "Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall," Hagrid greeted them. "Do you have him?" McGonagall asked looking him over seeing no infant. "Oh, yes, he's right here," Hagrid, said reaching inside of his large jacket and grabbing the little boy. "He fell asleep over Bristol." Hagrid said and smiled at the sleeping boy. "Anything else?" Dumbledore asked. "Well the house was in ruins, a bunch of muggles began to gather and the Grangers came and picked up his sister." Hagrid said. "Do their scars fully show?" McGonagall asked. Hagrid cleared the hair from Harry's forehead showing a scar that looked like a lightning bolt. "Does she have one too?" McGonagall asked. Hagrid nodded his head, "She's got one on the back of her neck, it looks like a large C, I think it stands for curse" Hagrid said. "Nonsense Hagrid, it's just a silly scar," Dumbledore said picking up Harry. He carefully placed Harry on their doorstep. "How can we explain it to them? Their muggles for crying out loud!" McGonagall raved. "Yes, I know, I wrote them a letter, they better read it and read it good," Dumbledore said. He placed a letter on top of Harry. Hagrid sniffed and looked away from the two so they wouldn't notice him crying. "It's alright Hagrid, you'll see him again soon," Dumbledore said. "I know, but the little guy is just so darn cute I can't let him go." Hagrid said. "We will all be seeing you sometime soon, Harry Potter," Dumbledore said. He could just imagine all the wizards and witches meeting in private looking up at the starry sky and praying silently for Harry Potter and his sister, for the tragedy is long over, or as everyone hopes.
Author's notes:
Hello, and welcome to my little masterpiece on the Internet! This isn't my official first fanfic because I am the author of other stories but this is my first Harry Potter fic. It may be a little confusing at parts that I beg for your pardon. Anyways, this story is about a Harry in the first one, I added some stuff and cut out some stuff from the book. I have read the first book and am working on the second one and yes, I have watched the movie; very good may I add. This also has some romance in it and a surprise ending unlike the book! You'll just have to wait to figure it all out!
-Sincerely-
*-Dark arts Master-*
Disclaimer-I don't own Harry Potter or Ron or anyone else she made up but I do own this fic, my name, my fan fictional character, and stuff that I made up. Ok, now that we have that strait you can go on to read the story.
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Ch.1-The Tragedy
A sweet melody floated through the air as Lilly Potter tucked in her son, Harry Potter into bed. She sang to him softly as he felt asleep slowly. James Potter came in with their second child. Lilly quietly sang to the two little children. Suddenly there was a loud bang downstairs. As a reaction James grabbed his wand for protection. A black robe with an unseen body floated up the stairs toward the nursery. Lilly grabbed the children and held onto them. The figure moved closer to them apparently floating. Lilly ran for her and James room. She swung the door open and ran through. "I'm warning you...join me or perish!" The figure yelled. James stuck his wand out in front of him and shot out a blue beam at the figure. The figure pushed the beam aside. And leaped for Lilly who was now inside their room. It hurled a beam of light at Lilly and she collapsed to the ground in a heap. The children went flying and landed on the floor, they began to cry loudly. The figure floated toward the children. "Onasia Frizira!" James Potter screamed as an icy beam shot out at the figure. It froze in mere step. James ran and grabbed the children. The figure broke free from the icy grip and floated toward James who was halfway down the hall. James couldn't shoot anything more at it because he had to carry both children in his arms. It crept closer every second. "Your pathetic magic is of no use, join me!" it screamed. "Never!" James yelled back. "Then you shall die!" it said and shot out a beam of death. It seamed to have screamed as it hurled toward James. It struck him and he fell to the ground. The figure frowned under the hood at the mess. The children were still crying as the figure loomed over them. "Say goodbye!" it said powering up on last time. A bright green blast engulfed the whole room and even shot out the windows.
~A little while later~
An old man dressed in an emerald tunic walked down the empty street. He stopped and grabbed a lighter out of his tunic. He opened it up and aimed it with the street lamp closest to him. The lighter sucked up all the light from it. He did the same with the other surrounding lamps. A silver cat with black markings came into view. "Good evening isn't, Professor McGonagall?" The man said. The cat slowly morphed back into a human. "Good evening indeed" she snorted. "What seems to be the problem?" The man asked. "All those silly rumors I keep hearing about the Potters and them being dead, it that true, Albus?" McGonagall asked almost afraid to know the answer. "I'm afraid they are" Dumbledore said his eyebrow drooping. 'But they can't die, their the famous Lilly and James Potter! They can't be killed so easily!" McGonagall raved. Dumbledore raised a hand for her to calm down, "Bickering will not bring them back from the dead, McGonagall" Dumbledore said. "And the children?" she asked fearful that they have died also. "They are all right, they both escaped with only scars, nothing more, nothing less" he said. "What are we going to do with them, he-who-must-not-be named will surly comeback after them!" "Please, Professor, I believe that we should use his real name, it just is more proper." Dumbledore said. "All right, Vol-Voldemort" she said cringing after she said it. "I have a feeling that he is going to go into hiding for a very long time." Dumbledore said. "What about the children, were are they going?" McGonagall asked. "Hagrid's bringing Harry" Dumbledore said looking toward the sky. "Hagrid, that mad man, you trust him?" McGonagall asked raising an eyebrow. "I would trust him if my life depended on it!" Dumbledore said. "And the girl?" McGonall asked. Dumbledore sighed, "She is with another family, Mr. and Mrs. Lance Granger, a nice family, both 100% Wizard and witch." Dumbledore replied. "That's nice, and Harry? Were will he be?" She asked. "He will be with his only living relatives, The Dursley's" Dumbledore said. Professor McGonigall's mouth hung open, "With them?! I've watched them all day and they are the worst Muggles I've ever seen!" McGonagall raged. "It would be better for him, he mustn't know about our world and his past until he's older. It's best that we never mention the girl to him, if she's reviled and we all know what might happen to her." Dumbledore said. A bright light came from the sky, Hagrid nonetheless. A bewitched motorcycle landed on the street. The large giant lifted the riding goggles from his eyes and swung one leg over the side of the bike. "Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall," Hagrid greeted them. "Do you have him?" McGonagall asked looking him over seeing no infant. "Oh, yes, he's right here," Hagrid, said reaching inside of his large jacket and grabbing the little boy. "He fell asleep over Bristol." Hagrid said and smiled at the sleeping boy. "Anything else?" Dumbledore asked. "Well the house was in ruins, a bunch of muggles began to gather and the Grangers came and picked up his sister." Hagrid said. "Do their scars fully show?" McGonagall asked. Hagrid cleared the hair from Harry's forehead showing a scar that looked like a lightning bolt. "Does she have one too?" McGonagall asked. Hagrid nodded his head, "She's got one on the back of her neck, it looks like a large C, I think it stands for curse" Hagrid said. "Nonsense Hagrid, it's just a silly scar," Dumbledore said picking up Harry. He carefully placed Harry on their doorstep. "How can we explain it to them? Their muggles for crying out loud!" McGonagall raved. "Yes, I know, I wrote them a letter, they better read it and read it good," Dumbledore said. He placed a letter on top of Harry. Hagrid sniffed and looked away from the two so they wouldn't notice him crying. "It's alright Hagrid, you'll see him again soon," Dumbledore said. "I know, but the little guy is just so darn cute I can't let him go." Hagrid said. "We will all be seeing you sometime soon, Harry Potter," Dumbledore said. He could just imagine all the wizards and witches meeting in private looking up at the starry sky and praying silently for Harry Potter and his sister, for the tragedy is long over, or as everyone hopes.
