Hello there! This is my very first story, and I'm kinda nervous about it. I realize that this topic for Harry Potter is kinda overused, but this is a story I've had in my head for nearly a year now. I just now learned about this website, so I finally decided to get it out of my system. I'd appreciate any reviews, good or bad, so if you want to flame, go ahead. I'm not the greatest writer, so any ideas would be very greatly welcomed. I hope you like it, so here's the story!
Disclaimer: I own no part of Harry Potter. In this story, I only own Alex.
It all started on a fine Halloween evening. There was a soft breeze whispering through the dry, rattling leaves. Children were running playfully after each other. They were all in costume, so the dark, hooded figure blended in much more than any other day. Still, he seemed, different, almost, than those around him. Rather than being social and merry with others, he walked alone. It was obvious he had a specific purpose. That purpose could be found at Number 5, Godric's Hollow.
In that very house lived the Potters. To any other's on the outside, they looked sweet, happy, and carefree. The mother, Lily, was a sight any man would not soon forget. Her pale, delicate skin matching very nicely with her long, sleek, dark red hair. But her most distinctive feature was her entrancing green eyes. One look at them and any person could instantly get lost. To people who knew her well enough, it was an obvious sign to back off for her of her anger if the left one started twitching.
Lily's beauty could be matched by that of her husband. He had a sort of easy going, casual yet debonair manner to him. His hair, although not as nice as Lily's, was a handsome raven. It had the permanent appearance of a man who just got off his broomstick. This wasn't helped by his (annoying, as some people say) habit of messing it up every two minutes. The kindest feature he had were his eyes. A warm, inviting hazel, they made it hard for anyone not to trust him. These were magnified by large, circular glasses that made him very distinct.
Lily and James had been blessed with beautiful twins. The boy, Harry, took after his father. His untidy black hair refusing to lay flat on his head. But his eyes, they were exactly the same color and shape as those of his mother. Their daughter, Alex, had a quite different look to her. On her head were gorgeous locks of dark red, not a single strand daring to get out of place. Her warm appearance was complimented with the same hazel eyes that resided on her father. Of course, taking after her mother, whenever her brother displeased her, the left one would twitch ever so slightly.
This family seemed as normal as any other. Sadly, that was not to last. For although they seemed happy on the outside, they were truthfully very scared on the inside. A man by the name of Lord Voldemort was said to be coming after them. They were currently hiding from him. Little did they know that the friend who was supposed to be keeping them safe, the friend they gave their lives to, betray their trust. The spell that was cast to protect them was broken. Voldemort was on his way.
The hooded figure made his way down the street. He watched as the many children ran past, comparing how much candy they had received. He never liked children. His hand, hidden inside his pocket, itched to draw out his wand. One simple spell and he would not have to put up with their screeching.
'No,' he thought to himself. 'Let them have their fun. I have another purpose, and they must not be alerted of my presence too early.'
And so he continued. Slowly, purposefully, ready to bring the Potters to their fate.
Soo, there it is. My very first chapter. Hope you liked it, and if you didn't, tell me what I can change. I'm trying to think of a good way to do Chapter 2, but it can't take me very long to get it up. So until then, review!