BLAZING SILVER

Disclaimer: Since I put up a disclaimer, you should all automatically know that Harry Potter does not belong to me. Otherwise, a very different name would be appearing on the books.

Chapter One: An Explanation, Of Sorts

Lily Evans Potter gazed at her one year old son lovingly. James Potter was making colored bubbles fly out of his wand for their older daughter, Leanne, who was two years old and already making mischief, like her father. Just yesterday Leanne had 'accidentally' used James's wand to set the dining table on fire! Lily was not looking forward to Leanne's teenage years.

Harry James Potter looked at his mother innocently, tugging at the locket hanging from her neck lightly. She smiled, her heart almost bursting with pride, and she took it off for him to play with.

Lily frowned as she felt something shift in the atmosphere. James felt it too, judging by his troubled expression. He set a squealing Leanne down and moved towards the window. Red eyes glared back at him.

"LILY!" James Potter roared. "Lily, run! Take the kids and go! I'll hold him off!" He said grimly.

Lily stood up so fast Harry almost fell to the ground. "James!" She cried, sobbing as she realized he didn't have his wand. He gave her one last smile, before turning to face the door.

She ran up the stairs, praying to whatever god or goddess was listening in the heavens, and secured the locket around Leanne's neck. The young girl stared at her with watery eyes. "Is dada coming?" She queried.

"No, sweetie." Lily replied, taking her own wand out. She began to chant a spell that she had found in the Hogwarts Library, in an ancient tome.

"Spiritus Sanctus, adiuva infans meus!" A red light enveloped the two children, and Lily cast a Sleeping Charm on them, hoping that they would have no memory of this night.

Voldemort was coming up the stairs, she could hear him. She moved on to the second part of the spell. "Harry, Momma loves you. Momma will never forget you. Leanne, Momma loves you. Momma will never-"

The door blasted open, and Lily let out a shriek of surprise. She stood with her back to Harry and Leanne, the spell forgotten. "Please! Take me instead, just not them! Please!" The more rational part of her mind told her that the hard part of the spell was coming up. The irrational part was running around in circles.

Voldemort laughed, and the sound sent shivers running up her spine. "Move aside!" He hissed, but Lily refused to budge. He seemed to sigh, and then he shouted "Avada Kedavra!"

In one wordless scream, Lily Potter released all of her magic. The entire house shook, and Voldemort was shocked. He shook it off, however, and moved on to the now awake children. They gazed at him, Leanne with hate, and Harry with curiosity. The Dark Lord cackled. "So ends the life of Harry Potter." He spat. "Avada Kedavra!" A red light burst forth from Leanne's newly acquired locket, and it hit Voldemort directly in the chest, where his heart should have been. He screamed, and exploded into a fine, black dust.

Leanne sat up. She gazed at Harry with an oldness to her eyes that should not have been there. "Goodbye, my brother." She whispered, brushing back his bangs. A lightning scar where Lily's wand had touched blazed, and she covered it up again. Hopping over to a mirror, she looked at her own forehead. Nothing. The girl opened the locket, staring at the words inscribed there. It made no sense to her, except for one name: Dumbledore.

But when Dumbledore came, it would be too late. For one loyal Death Eater by the name of Bellatrix Lestrange had already been to the house. She had stolen Leanne, but left Harry where he was, for she did not dare touch him. Bellatrix raised Leanne as her own and gave her a new name: Antalia Lestrange.

It would be many years before Harry met Leanne again. And by that time, she would be claimed by the Dark already.