"My words fall on deaf ears, but my thoughts scream for attention. The thin line between sanity and insanity vibrates, leaving empty threats of splitting in two.

Or so I thought, with a snap my mind goes blank and my logical thoughts fades into nothing. Laughter echoes from the darkness of my mind, sending chills down my spine and fear through my heart.

I know... I know nothing but missing sanity shivering in the vast coldness of the abyss.

I know nothing..."

Read about Lira Potter's epic journey as she face hardships such as love, loss and horror... Will she be able to over come the darkness that keeps on holding her back, or will she forever be lost in the horrors of her past.

WARNING!

THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHICS SCENES OF DIFFERENT KINDS OF ABUSE IN DETAIL AND SEX SCENE...

*Note: I don't own the Harry Potter character nor do I own anything in the Harry Potter series but I do own my OC's

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Wind softly blew in from the East, bringing with it clouds of darkness on the night of old Hollow's eve of 1981. The starless night sky was closely examined by a man with round glass from a window of a two storehouse in a small village commonly known to the people of a certain magical community as Godric's Hollow. The man was brought back to reality by a bang, followed with the startled mew of a cat. The man, or in this case, James Potter spun around in surprise at the unsuspecting noise. James walked towards the desk and crouched down before the object lying on the ground.

"Damn cat," James mutter while examining the moving photograph in his hand. A fond smile started to form on his face as he stared at the woman play with a baby in it. He stood up straight, photograph held firmly in his right hand and made his way towards the bookshelf in the far corner of the room, gently place it on one of the wooden shelves. Taking a step back, James studied his handy work before walking out of the room and up the stairs, passing a few moving photographs of close friends and family that decorated the walls, giving the house a homey feel to it.

Once the dark haired man reached the top of the stairs, he stopped and listened. A soft humming sound of a familiar lullaby echoed through the silent hallway. Shaking his head in fondness, James made his way towards the source of the sound, the humming getting louder. He stopped in front of a room, door wide open James was greeted with a sight that made his heart swell with pride.

Lily Potter slowly swayed from side to side softly humming a lullaby to the one-year-old baby cradled in her arms. After a few minutes, Lily was sure that baby Lira was fast asleep and gently placed her in the crib on the side of the room, decorated in famous red and gold colours. James walked into the room and wrapped his arms around his wife's waist while resting his chin on her shoulder.

The couple silently watch the sleeping child for a moment before James broke it by whisper into his wife's ear, "She beautiful isn't she?"

Lily smiled at the comment when a chill ran down her spine. James seemed to take notice of the redhead's mood shift. He let go of her and took a step back as she turned to face him with a concerned frown on her face and a worry dancing around in her green eyes.

"Lily," James folded his arms over his chest and arched a questioning eyebrow at the woman. "What's bothering you?"

Lily rubbed her left arm worriedly as she turned her attention towards the sleeping Lira, who was cuddling with a stuffed lion, "I have a feeling, like something bad is going to happen."

James let out a heavy sigh and walked forward, taking his wife into his strong arms, "You've had a bad feeling since we moved in and...it is Halloween after all."

"I know," Lily whispered, lowering her head. "But still."

James tightened his grip around her and whispered softly into her ear, "I will do everything I can to protect my family." He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, "I promise."

The magical couple left their daughter sleeping soundly and went downstairs to do as they please, but after a full fifteen minutes, the cry of a baby in need echoed through the house like a fire alarm.

"I'll go check up on her," James' voice came flying from the living room.

Lily walked out of the kitchen with a nice warm bottle of milk she knew the second Lira's cry reached her ears that her sweet angle was going to need it. She called it mother's instinct a skill she picked up a few days after Lira was born.

Five minutes later, the crying stopped and James walked down the stairs carefully cradling a giggling Lira that reached out for her mother the second her green eyes spotted her across the room.

Lily smiled and took her daughter you of her husband's arms, "And what has gotten in to you?"

Lira babbled out a respond that made both James and Lily's smile larger. The couple had never been happier, that was until Lily found out that she was expecting a few weeks ago. They were waiting for the heat to die down before announcing it to their friends and family.

As the two happy parents cooed over the little girl, they both failed to notice a pair of glowing red eyes staring at them through the window from across the street. The figure, dressed in black robes walked swiftly towards the house while reaching for something in his cloak.

A stick firmly in his grip, the man whispered in incantation while waving the stick around in the air. Bright light shot out of the tip, surrounding the house like a dome. The light slowly faded into nothing, giving the man full access to the house. With a wicked smirk, he walked towards the door in big strides, muttering yet another spell.

A light flash and loud boom broke the silence of the night, as the front door of the Potter's safe house flew off its hinges. Lily's scream reached the man's ears as he stood in the doorway to the Potter's living room. James stood in front of Lily protectively, his wand out in front of him pointed at the intruder.

"Put that a way Potter," the man sneered. His voice sending shivers down James' spine, "Before you hurt yourself."

James locked his jaw in anger before taking a step forward and casting a spell that was easily deflected by the intruder. Laughter followed James' attempt of protecting his family.

The man cast two spells and once, only giving James to cast a counter spell for the first one. The second knock him off his feet and the last thing he heard was his baby crying and his wife desperately calling out for him as a third spell hit him in the chest.

Lily screamed out in fear. She took a step back, trying to get some distance between her and the intruder but if was unsuccessful as her back hit the wall behind her.

"You need not fear," the man said, taking a step closer to the duo. "All you have to do is give me the child and I shall be on my way."

Lily tightened her grip on her whimpering daughter as the man reached out to her. "Never," Lily hissed.

"Then so be it," the man said before aiming the stick at the redhead. Lily's world faded into darkness, the last thing on her mind was the fearful whimpers coming from the child held protectively against her chest.

The man watched as the woman slid down the wall, her grip disappearing on the screaming child. Lira Potter looked up at the man who hurt her mommy and daddy. She didn't know what was happening, but she knew it was bad because her mommy was crying before she fell asleep.

A victorious smirk grew on the man's face. His red eyes hidden behind unruly brown hair sparkled with excitement. "Finally you die," he sneered at the little girl resting on her unconscious mother's chest.

He raised his wand one final time and whispered, "Avada Kedavra."

Both the man and little Lira scream as pain shot through their bodies. Rapid footsteps echoed in the distance and voice calling out to one of the two unconscious people. A bright light flashed, blinding the man who just arrived at the scene. The light slowly fades, leaving the dead body of the intruder on the ground, a few feet away from the two Potters. However, Lira was nowhere to be seen.

The man, known as Sirius Black regained his vision and was shocked to find the scene in front of him. His mind caught on to reality and he rushed over to his best friends. He tried everything, but he simply could not revive either of them.

"They will be fine," an elderly voice came from the entrance. Sirius turned around and in his blurry vision, could make out the very person that brought them into this mess, Albus Dumbledore.

"This is your entire fault!" Sirius shouted, tears streaming down his face.

Albus shot Sirius with a sympathetic look before taking a step towards the rocking man and place a comforting hand on Sirius' shoulder, "They are breathing, looked."

Sirius whipped the tears from his cheeks and took a closer look at his friends, and to his relive, they were. The duo was interrupted by man bursting into the room.

"Are they okay?" the man asked breathlessly.

"They are alive, Remus," Albus reassured. "We were just about to floo for emergency services."

Remus Lupin gave the old man a nod, a frown settled upon his face as he rapidly glanced around the room. "Where is Lira?"

The tree men stay silent for a moment, trying to listen for any sign of the girl. A tiny whimper or a soft cry would have put them at ease, but none came and sorrowful sadness filled their hearts.

Albus called for emergency services that arrived in less than five minutes to escort the two unconscious Potters to the Hospital. As the duo was taken away, the three men examined the dead body of the intruder.

"So he's finally dead," Remus stated in shock. Never in his wild imagination did the thing that he would live to see the day of the famous Dark Lord dead.

"It would seem so my boy," Albus confirmed, he glanced around the destroyed room one last time. "I will be heading to the ministry while you two go and check up on the Potters."

The two men bid the farewell and popped off to the hospital to make sure their friends were alright. Something caught Albus' eye under a throw pillow, he bend down and picked it up, only to discover that it was Lira's little stuffed lion that she loved so much. A tear ran down his cheek as he held the stuffed toy against his chest, with a pop, he disappeared as red and blue lights flashing towards the house.

A few weeks past and Lily and James slowly came out of their small coma-like state. The Potters were devastated when they heard about the death of their daughter and what made it even worse, was when one of the female healers told Lily that she lost the baby.

(A/N: What do you think?)

(1 787 words for chapter one, Please let me know what you thing...)