I started this fanfiction before the fifth book came out... I still wanted
to post it, me and my friends, Morgan and Lizz spent a lot of time on it...
So I hope you all like it...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything you recognize!
London, England- July 31, 1987
Lily Evans Potter lay exhausted in her hospital bed. Her fingers twisted around and around the blanket. Anxiety hit her in waves. What was taking them so long? Where were her babies? Her husband, James, cupped her shoulder, trying to calm her down, but to no avail his efforts failed. Finally the double doors to the infirmary opened and in walked Dr. Peters. Lily automatically began inquiring why he hadn't come sooner, where was Harry? Where was Riley? Where were her twins? The young doctor tried to explain, but Lily's questions filled the room, and she seemed never to stop. James finally got her to shut up long enough for Dr. Peters to answer.
"Please, Mrs. Potter the situation is under control," he said.
"Situation? There's a situation? What situation?!?" Lily questioned alarmed.
"Well you see when the twins were born, the labor was difficult-"
"I should know," Lily interrupted. Dr. Peters managed a slight glare before continuing.
"As I was saying, it was particularly difficult on one of the babies. Riley, her heart beat was cascading higher and higher, even in the beginning," He paused.
"What are you saying?" Lily barely uttered. James stared at the man before him tears already pushing at the back of his eyes.
"I'm afraid, Mrs. Potter that your daughter had a heart failure;" Lily gasped and clutched her chest," She didn't make it." Dr. Peters watched as the effect of his word took place. Lily began crying uncontrollably; James let one two single tears fall before wrapping Lily in his arms. They'd been trying so hard for a baby, and now, when they'd had twins, now Riley was...she was.she died. James did manage to speak though.
"What about Harry?"
"Harry, Harry's fine, his heart fluctuated a bit, but he came through, I am terribly sorry for your loss Mrs. Potter, Mr. Potter," with that Dr. Peters stood and left the ward, leaving the couple in tears.
But what no one saw was a tall man looming above the cart marked with the words 'RILEY JEAN POTTER'. Nobody heard little Riley's cries. No one noticed that the baby, no matter how dead she'd seemed so little long ago was now fully alive, breathing and gasping for air. None of the nurses or even Dr. Peters saw the man pick the little girl up and tuck her in a great black blanket, concealed in what none of the muggles knew was called an invisibility cloak. Under the cloak the man stroked the little girls face. The baby looked up at the man holding her, her cries ceasing suddenly.
"Ah, my precious," the man said his red eyes flashing above his flat snake- like nose. His incredibly white hands reached for the back of the little girl's head.
"I've been waiting a long time for this opportunity," he muttered. A great cracking noise filled the ward and the cries of more than just one baby filled the air.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything you recognize!
London, England- July 31, 1987
Lily Evans Potter lay exhausted in her hospital bed. Her fingers twisted around and around the blanket. Anxiety hit her in waves. What was taking them so long? Where were her babies? Her husband, James, cupped her shoulder, trying to calm her down, but to no avail his efforts failed. Finally the double doors to the infirmary opened and in walked Dr. Peters. Lily automatically began inquiring why he hadn't come sooner, where was Harry? Where was Riley? Where were her twins? The young doctor tried to explain, but Lily's questions filled the room, and she seemed never to stop. James finally got her to shut up long enough for Dr. Peters to answer.
"Please, Mrs. Potter the situation is under control," he said.
"Situation? There's a situation? What situation?!?" Lily questioned alarmed.
"Well you see when the twins were born, the labor was difficult-"
"I should know," Lily interrupted. Dr. Peters managed a slight glare before continuing.
"As I was saying, it was particularly difficult on one of the babies. Riley, her heart beat was cascading higher and higher, even in the beginning," He paused.
"What are you saying?" Lily barely uttered. James stared at the man before him tears already pushing at the back of his eyes.
"I'm afraid, Mrs. Potter that your daughter had a heart failure;" Lily gasped and clutched her chest," She didn't make it." Dr. Peters watched as the effect of his word took place. Lily began crying uncontrollably; James let one two single tears fall before wrapping Lily in his arms. They'd been trying so hard for a baby, and now, when they'd had twins, now Riley was...she was.she died. James did manage to speak though.
"What about Harry?"
"Harry, Harry's fine, his heart fluctuated a bit, but he came through, I am terribly sorry for your loss Mrs. Potter, Mr. Potter," with that Dr. Peters stood and left the ward, leaving the couple in tears.
But what no one saw was a tall man looming above the cart marked with the words 'RILEY JEAN POTTER'. Nobody heard little Riley's cries. No one noticed that the baby, no matter how dead she'd seemed so little long ago was now fully alive, breathing and gasping for air. None of the nurses or even Dr. Peters saw the man pick the little girl up and tuck her in a great black blanket, concealed in what none of the muggles knew was called an invisibility cloak. Under the cloak the man stroked the little girls face. The baby looked up at the man holding her, her cries ceasing suddenly.
"Ah, my precious," the man said his red eyes flashing above his flat snake- like nose. His incredibly white hands reached for the back of the little girl's head.
"I've been waiting a long time for this opportunity," he muttered. A great cracking noise filled the ward and the cries of more than just one baby filled the air.