So I'm Really gonna try and update this story as much as possibe.

I've been reading alot of these lately and i cant find very many good ones so i thought i would write one myself.

Feel free to tell me which stories are the good ones in the reviews.

Anyway hope you enjoy :)

Helping Harry Out

Chapter 1

Percy

'The night was darker than usual, not that it bothered him. The darker it was, the easier it was to conceal himself, especially when he had to escape. He looked past the yard and into the windows where he could see a family of three, sitting on the couch. The young boy, his whole reason for coming to the muggle infested town, was sitting on his father's lap while his mother sat on the floor tickling his small stomach. Had he been the same age as his father, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. They both had oil black hair that stuck out in funny directions and the same shaped face, angular, you could call it. His mother, had flaming red hair and emerald green eyes. It would be such a shame to see them lifeless. Nevertheless he had come here to do a job, and if the boys parents got in the way then so be it. They to would die with their son. He lifted the latch on the wooden gate and gently pushed it forward. It creaked a little when he closed it but not loud enough for anyone to hear. Not that any muggles could hear him anyway, as far as they were concerned, the house was just an empty patch of land. There were only a select few that could see the house. He walked up the path, his bare feet scratching against the concrete and gravel. A sturdy White oak door loomed in front of him. He reached out to the round golden door handle and gave it a twist. It clicked signaling that it was indeed, locked. Bringing out a wand from inside his dark robes, he muttered a simple spell "Alohomora" and the lock on the door clicked again, this time telling him that it was unlocked. He proceeded to the lounge where only James Potter remained. He steped through the arched doorway and said, "Hello Potter." James jumped off the couch yelling to Lily telling her "It's him Lily, He's here, Grab Harry and run!" He laughed with malice before raising his wand and yelling "Avada Kedavra." A green jet of light burst out of his wand and hit James squarely in the chest. stepping over James' body, he gave one final look at another defeated opponent who was yet again, unworthy. He rushed up the stairs and ran along the hallway, checking every room as he went. It wasn't until he reached the last room on the left, did he hear a wimper. He smiled evilly, knowing that his prey had been cornered. He took his time advancing on the pleading Lily Potter. "Move girl, if you don't I will kill you!" She pleaded with him some more but remained in the same position. He looked down at her with his cold black eyes, raising his wand and again muttered the killing curse. She didn't die straight away, but she certanly looked like she was going to, so he left her and moved on towards her son, Harry, who was sitting in his cot, chewing on his fist and crying. He saw the boy looking at his almost lifeless mother. He pointed his wand at Harry's head and smiled, "Avada Kedavra!' He expected the boy to be lying in his cot, dead. He did not expect he himself to be thrown against the wall. He struggled against the invicible bonds holding him up against the wall. He looked toward his outstretched arm. Panic started to build inside of him. His Fingertips were becoming more translucent by the second. He struggled even more, trying to apparate, but he couldn't. He could no longer feel his hands or his feet. He started becoming transparent even faster than before. "Arrrrrrrrgh, HELP ME! SOMEONE HELP!" But his struggles were useless. His body ceased to exist, only his spirit remained.

"Harry, Harry you are so loved, so loved. Harry Mumma loves you, Dadda loves you. Harry Be safe, Be strong." Lily told Harry in her final moments of life.'

Percy woke from his horrid dream and sat up panting. Sure he had had some bad dreams in his life, but never was he someone else. And never did he kill someone or see someone get killed. Percy tried to get control of his breathing. He had worked up a cold sweat and it trickled down his cheek. Something about that dream was different than any other he had. "What the Hades was that stick thing he was holding? And why did it shoot out colourful lights?"

*Knock Knock Knock*

"Come in" Percy said

"Percy Chiron wants to see you at the big house."

So for anyone who didn't get it, Percy was Voldemort. No they're not related. Yes i made a lot of what happened up, because it's been a while since i read the HP books and i don't own them.

Also, the next chapter will be Harry dreaming about Percy's worst day in his life. Pretty much the same as what Percy just did.

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