Ok, ok, ok! Here is a new fic for the world! I sort of coughabandonedcough my previous one, which is (was) a Saiyuki fic, so you people here in the Harry Potter category might not care anyway.
So! This story-line was inspired during a phone conversation with one of my friends. We thought it was an interesting idea. Maybe you will too. shrugs
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anything to do with it aside from some merchandise. (I love my Snapie doll! Yes I do!)
Halloween, 1981
Godric's Hollow lay dark and lonely, completely devoid of holiday celebrators. The street lamps were blown out, their shattered glass lying in fragments at the bottom of the posts, and only the waning moon was left to cast any light upon the lifeless houses below. There was a slight echo of screams floating about, barely five minutes old. The only movement was the twisting of smoke rising from a smoldering pile of wood and stone.
And then, the air seemed to flicker. Slowly at first, then rapidly speeding into a steady pulse until...
"Oh my God, James. We're back."
The ghosts of James and Lily Potter descended upon the remains of their home. The more they saw of it, the more horrified they became.
"How could Harry have survived this? It's completely demolished." James peered at the wreckage, searching for some sign of life. "There's no way...except we didn't see him on the other side..."
"James." Lily's voice was soft, almost faint. James turned around to look at his wife, and then to where she was pointing. "It's us."
Sure enough, their bodies lay among charred support beams and mounds of ash. James was partially covered by a collapsed wall, and only Lily's hair and her hand, still clasping her wand in defense, was visible. "Then Harry must be..."
As if in response to show he was there, a small squeal followed by incoherent babbling issued from beneath the wall.
"Harry! Oh my God, he's still alive! He survived!" The Potters shared a look of amazement and wonder. "We have to get him out!"
James lunged at the wall, only to slide through it. Desperately, he tried again, only to fail repeatedly. He let out a howl of frustration.
"We need to get somebody! We have to save him!"
"Don't worry, dearest. There were charms on the house to alert the Order if anything happened. Someone will be here before long."
Sorry it's so short. I know what's going to happen next, I just need some feedback to assure myself that this isn't garbage. Please, review! Good, bad….whatever you like!
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