October 31st 1997. A day celebrated by many, Some more so than others. The reasons differ but nonetheless they celebrate. Some use it as a day of fun and happiness, a day for tricks and treats. Some use it as a day of hunger and freedom and some take that time to mourn losses and be thankful. Why they are thankful is a strange and unordinary reason but those that celebrate this day are a strange and extraordinary people. For they are wizards and witches those of which some can only strive to dream to be and on this night a great blanket of darkness was lifted and light was allowed to shine in.
The frigid October night air had began to grow even colder as if the weather itself was aware of the events that were about to occur and the paths that they would lead two people so different but so a like. A small house that oozed warmth and comfort and the love of a family of four a house oddly devoid of anything that defined a modern household with candles lighting the home. First was a lithe beautiful women with dark ruby hair that glinted in the candle light and allowed her emerald eyes to shine against her pale skin and on her hips rested a child no more than a year old with hair that matched her own but eyes that are hazel pools matching that of the tall and strongly built man with dark brown hair and thick rimmed glasses that sat just on the edge of his nose. Then there was the final member of what looked like any other. Sat on the edge of the old fashioned sofa was a boy that was young only four years at most with eyes as emerald as the mothers filled with laughter and happiness caused from youth matched with hair that was if blown through a winter wind, with skin almost unnaturally pale. This family, this strange family were clearly delighting in each other's company unaware of the cloaked figure striding the path towards the front door. The family continued to joke and play until a brisk knocking resounded through the home.
"Lily take the boys and run its him" The man whispered as he marched towards the hallway with a look of anguish on his face. " It can only be him, Peter why?" constantly muttered on his lone march. The woman, Lily took no time she grabbed the four year olds hand and shifted the weight of the young baby whilst she bolted up the stairs. "I love you Lily" followed her up the stairs. Where it was promptly followed by a bang as the man for as much as you could describe what was hid under the cloak as man would could be blasted down the door throwing the protective father clear promptly through the air to the other side of the room where he crashed in to a large bookshelf where he would lay unmoving as the cloaked figure began his journey after Lily unfazed by the destruction he had caused.
Unaware of her husbands fate Lily rushed as fast as she could to protect her children. Placing the baby in a cradle marked with hundred upon hundred of tiny symbols carved in to it whilst she grabbed up a nearby letter and wand and cast numerous spells on him, In her rush unaware of what this would cause. As she finished she pressed the letter in to the four year olds hand whispering instructions mixed with words of love. Before she could finish however the cloaked figure spirited his way in to the room.
"Stand aside girl, and I shall let you live." A shrill, and cold voice hissed from beneath the hood. "Give me the Boys and you will be unharmed, Ill even let you care for your husband undeterred" it continued. But for as much love as Lily had for her husband she would not risk her sons and was sure he would do the same as her.
" No not my baby's. please leave them, take me instead" She pleaded tears streaming down her face as she pushed the four year old behind her.
"Take me, Not my baby's please," She continued to plead with the callous figure who was undeterred in his endeavour."Please please please don't do this." she pleaded "No you can't do this" and begged " Ill do anything just not my baby's please don't do this" and bargained unbeknownst to this intruder small movements began to bring down the ancient protection protecting their home.
"Stand Aside you foolish girl, You can live just stand aside" The Figure repeated until finally as if making a decision with himself muttered " Severus will just have to find another Mud-Blood to give his affections." As if something snapped within the woman at the name she shot a burst of light at the figure which he flicked away as if it was a knat and not a mother's attempt at survial for her and her children.
"I was hoping to make this easy but never mind have it your way" The man muttered as he raised his want and throw the woman in to the far wall. Then turning to the two boy's he stared them up and down judging them before with a sharp cry of "Avada Kedavra" he sent an emerald curse at the two boys. However unknown to the occupants of the room several things happened. First as the spell bathed the two boys in its light a chunk of darkness broke of the man before splitting and latching on to either boy. Secondly the magic in play of sacrifice and runes worked against the figure as the emerald light turned upon the caster destroying the home. Thirdly when the magic hit the caster it annihilated his body and cast his soul screaming in to the darkness.
And whilst all this occurred in the few second the house began to crumple and the letter in the young dark haired boys hand glowed before he vanished away, Taking him down a path that would change the world. Forever.
