As the wind blew, it rattled the trees, the bushes swayed. It was a peaceful night one could say, as for the Potter's it was a different story. They tried to live out their final days happy, but it was hard while always walking on pins and needles, hoping that their child, Harry James Potter, doesn't fall victim to The Dark Lord. As for James's daughter, Natalya Nessa Potter-Black, he was concerned as well, if not more; if the Dark Lord found out that she belonged to Narcissa, it'd be the end for them both. Lily treated her as her own just as Nattie sees her as a mom. Narcissa writes her letters and gives them to Severus who gives them to Albus Dumbledore who give the to Sirius to deliver to them.

Little did anyone know, they changed secret keepers, the newly appointed secret keeper was Wormtail, or better known as Peter Pettigrew. Sadly, little did they know, he would betray them. Narcissa stopped writing because The Dark Lord started becoming a bit too suspicious and curious, and thus, she stopped to protect her only daughter. She's seven now with Hazel-Blue eyes, jet black hair with naturally blended pale blonde highlights, eyes filled that were filled with so much life and happiness would soon dim. That twinkle that was there, that resided in her eyes would slowly start to dim.

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October 31, 1981 came all too soon for the Potters. James Potter was the first to notice Voldemort walk up the drive, he felt so betrayed by his so called "friend". Although, he couldn't think about that right now, he had a family to protect. He hoped that if he didn't survive, he prayed that Lily and his two kids would. Oh, how he was so wrong.

"Lily! he's here. Go! GO!" I tell her in a panicked voice as I'm helping her with Natalya while she's carrying Harry. "I love you. All of you."

As we took them to Harry's room, she places Nattie in the closet and told her to be as quiet as possible. With that, I head back downstairs and before I could accio my wand from the couch, he kills me. As I fade, and fast, my last thought was "Please protect them."

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I heard him kill James, the pain of losing him felt like a dagger had been stabbed in my heart. I lock the door and turn to Harry "Harry, mama loves you, dada loves you. Be strong, be brave, stay safe... Nattie," I turn to her and look at her through the blinds of the closet. "I love you as well, even though I'm not your blood mom, I will always love you. Take care of Harry for me, protect your brother, but don't lose sight of yourself. Be strong for Harry." with those final words of Lily Potter nee Evans, he barges in the door.

She places herself in front of the death curse, she shielded. Once she falls to the floor lifeless, he points his wand at Harry, there was the oh so recognizable green light, but it was mixed with a blinding white light, and he was gone. Voldemort vanished. It was as if someone, or something was shielded him. All there was left of any trace of him, was a lightning bolt scar on Harry's head. The once bright light that shined in the eyes of their mother, Lily Potter, was gone, gone like the very breath in her body.

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As I watched the scene unfold, I was paralyzed, not only with fear or realization, but the fact that I watched the only mother figure in my life... die. I walk out from the closet and sit next to her and silent tears just fall. I than walk out of Harry's room to the hall, Harry's cries in the background fade as I see my dad laying there, eyes that was full of life and mischievousness, wide and lifeless. The mischievous glint and arrogant smirk was now, faded and gone forever, that's when I start breaking down. Uncontrollable sobs and tears all come out, I lay next to his body still sobbing the pain was unbearable. I than sit on him begging him to wake up and tell me this is just a dream or just a fragment of my imagination because secretly I was terrified of nothing.

"Dad! Please. Wake up! Don't leave me... please." I whisper the last part brokenly. I hear movement up the stairs and I whisper "Accio James Potter's wand." and it flies right into my hands. I hold it pointing where I heard the noise, dad showed me how to stand in place when you're preparing to dual with your opponent. I soon see a guy with oily black hair and cold black eyes I have only seen in a couple photos, but back when my mom was a kid.

He doesn't say anything we just sstare at each other. I finally say "They're dead. He killed them. Harry and I are the only survivors." I seen regret and emotions flash in his cold black eyes and for a moment I thought 'Maybe he isn't as bad as my mom told me', but he controls them and puts his mask up again. I lead him to the room where Harry and mom were in. That was when his masked emotions came out, those cold hard black orbs now filled with pain and sorrow.. I watched as he cradled her. still wrapped up in my own deep thought, though Harry's cries slowly started becoming louder until I came back to reality and realized that Harry needs me, I need to be strong. I walk over to him and hug him while he was still cradling her, still so broken... so fragile.

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When I heard that Lily was dead, I had to go see it for myself, I thought he was going to spare her like I asked. I walked towards their house when I hear an infant crying hysterically, as I get closer I hear a child sobbing uncontrollably, begging him to wake up. I walk in and see what must be Potter's wand zoom right past me, as I turn the corner it lands in the child's hand. As I turned the corner when I came across piercing Hazel-Blue eyes. For a moment I could catch a glimpse of Narcissa's cold expression when she is clearly upset and everything.

"I will attack. Who are you?" she demands, her voice still shaky, but filled with confidence.

" I am Severus Snape. I used to be a friend of your mom's, well Lily." I reply softly.

"Well she's gone. They're gone. He killed them. Harry and I are the only survivors." She responds while lowering the wand. I was taken aback by her bluntness, I was impressed by her stance while holding the wand as if she was preparing to dual. She leads me to the room where Lily and the child was. When I get there and see her lying on the ground lifeless, motionless that was when I broke down. All my emotions came to the surface and my shields of controlling my emotions fell. She comes over, despite her own feelings, and hugs me. I want to push her away, but I think the hug is more for her comfort, but I will take it anyways. I see how much she resembles Narcissa, it's as if I'm looking at a younger version of her.