Godric Hollows:
A dark shadow walked along the street of Godric Hollows, moving so swiftly that it seemed to glide. In its hand was a stick, or what looked like a stick, but, it was really a wand. Yes, this figure was a wizard, but, not a good one. Every once a while, people would cast the figure stray glances, but they were soon dismissed. For, today was Halloween; of course someone would be dressed like that.
Finally, the figure stopped at house that no one else seemed to see. The door opened to show the shaking figure of one Peter Pettigrew, best friend of one James Potter. The rezone that he himself was the one answering the door was that Peter had convinced the Potter (Lily and James) to go out to dinner saying, no, insisting, that they needed a rest. Thus, Peter offered to baby sit for the Potter triplets.
"Where are the children Wormtail," the figure hiss, sending a shiver to go down Peter's back.
"U-up stairs, Milord," stuttered out Wormtail.
"Good…" the figure all but purred out. The figure glides up the stair chase and goes to the door label: Potter Triplets.
Upon opening the door, the figure sees the children he had come there, to Godric Hollows, to kill.
First, the youngest, Charlus: or Charlie for short. Named after his father's father; Charlus Potter. With a patch of messy black hair and light blue eyes, which caused0 a mighty bit of confusion until James told everyone that his father had the same color eyes.
Next, was the second oldest, Helena Potter. With fiery red hair and hazel color eyes; just like her fathers. With a playful attitude already and a bright smile that everyone would cry over.
And lastly, the oldest, one Harry Potter, with the trade mark Potter hair and bright green eyes; just like his mother's own, Lily Potter. He was quite intelligent for his age, always watching and never crying out, only when in need of changing or of food.
The figure walked over to the three cribs that were lined up against the wall. Each one a different color form the other. It moved so quietly that it itself didn't even hear any sound… yet one of the children awoke.
Now, you could guess which child was it. Yes, it was Harry Potter. He looked up at the shadow, blood red eyes looking at bright green eyes, similar to the killing curse.
The gaze of the child, it was so intense, it was as if young Harry Potter knew what was about to happen, that this figure, this monster, was here to kill his family.
The figure quickly brings up its wand, points it at young Harry, and says the faith full words:
"Avada Kavada!"
A jet of green light, the signal of the killing curse, shots out of the shadow's wand, heading straight for harry. The curse hit him straight in the forehead, making his head snap back.
It was quiet, then, a burst of a golden shield shots out of Harry, covering him. The curse shots back at the figure and covers it in the golden light with a mix of green, showing the killing curse was shot back with it.
There was an ear splitting shriek and the figure explodes into dust, the blast and heat from it, disintegrating its body.
The force of the blast causes a back lash of magic.
Charlus, who was wearing a lion necklace, cries out in pain as it leaves an inprint in his chest.
And Helena, who at the time holding her mother's bracelet, cries out as well as it leaves the Potter Crest imprinted into her hand.
The two children lay there, crying as little Harry falls down onto his crib suddenly tired from what had just happened.
And Peter, who had been hiding in the corner of the room turns into his rat form and runs off after picking up his master's wand. Having thinking of finishing off the kids but thinking better of it when he felt another presence pass through the wards surrounding the house. Meaning one thing, the Potter's were one their way home. And he didn't think it was because they had just finished a nice dinner like they were supposed to.
Moments after leaving, the Potters come rushing over to the room followed by an elderly wizard, whose name was Albus Dumbledore, and their best friend Sirius Black. Together, they race towards the children imminently picking up Charlus and Helena for they were crying loudly by now.
And Dumbledore thinking he knew what this attack meant speaks up.
"James, Lily, Sirius, I present you with the children-who-lived: Charlus and Helena Potter."
James and Sirius, being who they are, stare at awe at the two children. But, Lily, seeing that Dumbledore wanted to say more spoke up.
"But, Albus, what does this mean?"
Dumbledore give a great sigh. "It means that he is finally gone-"
That draws three gasps from the people in the room. "Are you sure," she asked.
"Quiet. But… I don't think that he will stay gone, he will come back, so, we must train Charlus and Helena so they will be ready for when he does come back."
Are- are you sure," James said.
Yes James," he said gravely, causing James to shiver.
Together, they pick up the two now sleeping kids, only picking up Harry when Sirius suddenly remembered him, finding Harry passed out in his crib.
Little did they know that Harry was really the one who survived the killing curse, and,,, that he absorbed=bed the figures power.
And that, was the night that the Dark Lord Voldemort was defeted.
