Hello once again, dear readers! Once again, I bring to you the wanderings
of my mind. This hit me while I was in the shower, of all places, and kept
pestering me until I wrote it down. This is COMPLETELY AU!!! It is a
'what if' story! It may turn into a multi-chapter story, but not until I
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Oh, oh, shameless plug for my other work! I have another HP story, and two- count em, two!-Lord Of The Rings stories. My other HP story is feeling very unloved at the moment, no one is reviewing! ::Cries:: please read them and review! Just a little note! So go to my author page! Take a look! Look at all of the beautiful stories residing on my favorite stories and favorite authors pages! I promise you won't be sorry!
Now, before the story begins, I must include the standard disclaimer. My psychiatrist is proud of me indeed, now I don't even wince when saying they're not mine! I'm cured, yay for me! ::Does happy dance::
Thank you for reading my story. It always makes me feel loved.
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She wasn't sure how this had happened. One minute Lily was tucking her one year old son, Harry, into his crib, and the next, James was bursting into the room shouting that they had been found, and that she and Harry had to get out. Lily's eyes widened as James pushed Harry into her arms. "Go, Lily! Take Harry! I'll hold off Voldemort!" Lily hesitated but a moment; she knew that this was the only way for even one of them to survive. She had to hide Harry. After one last look at her husband, she turned and fled. Harry, who had been sleeping peacefully a moment before, woke up suddenly.
"Mama." He said seriously. Lily looked down on him in wonder. She and James had been worried about Harry's not speaking at a year old, but why'd he had to choose this moment to start talking? /Oh/, she thought as tears gathered in her eyes, /I wish James had heard./
"Mama." Harry said more insistently. "Stop!" At the urgency in the baby's voice, Lily obeyed the command without thinking. She heard James behind her.
"What do you think you're doing Lily! I said go!" James shouted. But it was too late. The door of the room blew in, and Voldemort came striding into the room.
"Oh, how sweet. The perfect family together for their deaths. Lovely!" Voldemort grinned, the sight sending shudders of terror through Lily. James raised his wand to Voldemort.
"You won't hurt Lily or Harry. I won't let you."
"Oh, won't you. You always were a bit to brave for your own well being, Potter. Expelliarmus!" Suddenly, without warning, James felt his wand being ripped out of his hands, as it flew through the air and Voldemort caught it, throwing it carelessly behind him. James' eyes followed his wand, taking careful note of where it landed, hoping for an opportunity to get it back. The Dark Lord's grin grew ever wider. "Now how are you going to save your precious family, Potter?" Voldemort raised his wand to point at James heart. "You'll go first, I think. Avada-"
Harry stiffened. "NO!" He cried. The volume and power behind that tiny voice stopped all three adults, even Voldemort. The Dark Lord shook his head, and raised his wand to James once again. This time Harry threw out a tiny hand, and when he shouted "Not hurt Daddy!" a bright white light shrouded the form of his father. Lily stared in amazement. How was it that her one year old son was protecting James? As Voldemort completed the killing Curse, a stream of green light blazed from his wand. The white wall around James completed itself at that moment, and to Lily's astonishment, bounced back to Voldemort. James, within the wall of light, was staring at Lily and Harry, his blue eyes wide and fixed on his small son. Slowly, he turned his face back towards Voldemort, to see him fall to the ground. As Voldemort tried to rise, the wall around James dissipated. While Voldemort was on the ground, James carefully made his way around the prone form of the Dark Lord to his wand. James took a deep breath. Time to perform the one curse he had always prayed he'd never have to do. He glanced at Lily once, and she nodded slightly. At this sign, James raised his wand to point at the considerably weakened Voldemort, who was struggling to rise and barely making it up to his knees.
"I would say I'm sorry. . .but I'm not. Avada Kadavra!" And this time, the green light blazed from James' wand, hitting Voldemort squarely. The Dark Lord didn't even scream, he just dropped back to the ground. James waited a moment, as the house in Godric's Hollow fell silent. When Voldemort didn't move, he walked over and prodded him with his foot. Voldemort still didn't move. Carefully, James reached down and pulled Voldemorts wand from his newly lifeless fingers. Stepping back towards Lily and Harry, he easily broke Voldemort's wand into four pieces. He turned to Lily and Harry. Lily was standing in the same place she had stopped with Harry-by god, was it only a minute ago?-and was holding Harry in a tight embrace, as if afraid that he might disappear at any moment. But her green eyes, Harry's eyes, were staring at him. He reached a hand towards Lily, and she stepped into his embrace, so that James was holding both Lily and Harry. As he laid his cheek atop Lily's head, he heard her whisper,
"Thank you. Both of you. I love you, boys." Lily felt James smile against her hair. He spoke after a minute.
"Hold on tight. I'm getting us out of here." With that, Lily felt James reach for something in his pocket. He brought out a large silver key. He offered one end to Lily. She put a hand on it, and placed one of Harry's tiny hands in the middle. James whispered "Demoveo"*, activating the portkey. Lily felt the sudden tug behind her navel, and soon found herself in the office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Professor Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore looked up from his desk, genuine surprise flooding his normally placid face.
"James? Lily? What the devil are you doing here?" Lily heard James begin to explain things to Dumbledore. Suddenly, she couldn't take it anymore. She calmly handed Harry over to her husband, and to the surprise of both James and Dumbledore fainted dead away.
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* demoveo-[to move away , remove]
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Remember, five reviews before another chapter goes up! Constructive criticism is a beautiful thing! Oh, and flames count too-at least I struck a chord on some level. Thank you much! ~Desertrain
Oh, oh, shameless plug for my other work! I have another HP story, and two- count em, two!-Lord Of The Rings stories. My other HP story is feeling very unloved at the moment, no one is reviewing! ::Cries:: please read them and review! Just a little note! So go to my author page! Take a look! Look at all of the beautiful stories residing on my favorite stories and favorite authors pages! I promise you won't be sorry!
Now, before the story begins, I must include the standard disclaimer. My psychiatrist is proud of me indeed, now I don't even wince when saying they're not mine! I'm cured, yay for me! ::Does happy dance::
Thank you for reading my story. It always makes me feel loved.
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She wasn't sure how this had happened. One minute Lily was tucking her one year old son, Harry, into his crib, and the next, James was bursting into the room shouting that they had been found, and that she and Harry had to get out. Lily's eyes widened as James pushed Harry into her arms. "Go, Lily! Take Harry! I'll hold off Voldemort!" Lily hesitated but a moment; she knew that this was the only way for even one of them to survive. She had to hide Harry. After one last look at her husband, she turned and fled. Harry, who had been sleeping peacefully a moment before, woke up suddenly.
"Mama." He said seriously. Lily looked down on him in wonder. She and James had been worried about Harry's not speaking at a year old, but why'd he had to choose this moment to start talking? /Oh/, she thought as tears gathered in her eyes, /I wish James had heard./
"Mama." Harry said more insistently. "Stop!" At the urgency in the baby's voice, Lily obeyed the command without thinking. She heard James behind her.
"What do you think you're doing Lily! I said go!" James shouted. But it was too late. The door of the room blew in, and Voldemort came striding into the room.
"Oh, how sweet. The perfect family together for their deaths. Lovely!" Voldemort grinned, the sight sending shudders of terror through Lily. James raised his wand to Voldemort.
"You won't hurt Lily or Harry. I won't let you."
"Oh, won't you. You always were a bit to brave for your own well being, Potter. Expelliarmus!" Suddenly, without warning, James felt his wand being ripped out of his hands, as it flew through the air and Voldemort caught it, throwing it carelessly behind him. James' eyes followed his wand, taking careful note of where it landed, hoping for an opportunity to get it back. The Dark Lord's grin grew ever wider. "Now how are you going to save your precious family, Potter?" Voldemort raised his wand to point at James heart. "You'll go first, I think. Avada-"
Harry stiffened. "NO!" He cried. The volume and power behind that tiny voice stopped all three adults, even Voldemort. The Dark Lord shook his head, and raised his wand to James once again. This time Harry threw out a tiny hand, and when he shouted "Not hurt Daddy!" a bright white light shrouded the form of his father. Lily stared in amazement. How was it that her one year old son was protecting James? As Voldemort completed the killing Curse, a stream of green light blazed from his wand. The white wall around James completed itself at that moment, and to Lily's astonishment, bounced back to Voldemort. James, within the wall of light, was staring at Lily and Harry, his blue eyes wide and fixed on his small son. Slowly, he turned his face back towards Voldemort, to see him fall to the ground. As Voldemort tried to rise, the wall around James dissipated. While Voldemort was on the ground, James carefully made his way around the prone form of the Dark Lord to his wand. James took a deep breath. Time to perform the one curse he had always prayed he'd never have to do. He glanced at Lily once, and she nodded slightly. At this sign, James raised his wand to point at the considerably weakened Voldemort, who was struggling to rise and barely making it up to his knees.
"I would say I'm sorry. . .but I'm not. Avada Kadavra!" And this time, the green light blazed from James' wand, hitting Voldemort squarely. The Dark Lord didn't even scream, he just dropped back to the ground. James waited a moment, as the house in Godric's Hollow fell silent. When Voldemort didn't move, he walked over and prodded him with his foot. Voldemort still didn't move. Carefully, James reached down and pulled Voldemorts wand from his newly lifeless fingers. Stepping back towards Lily and Harry, he easily broke Voldemort's wand into four pieces. He turned to Lily and Harry. Lily was standing in the same place she had stopped with Harry-by god, was it only a minute ago?-and was holding Harry in a tight embrace, as if afraid that he might disappear at any moment. But her green eyes, Harry's eyes, were staring at him. He reached a hand towards Lily, and she stepped into his embrace, so that James was holding both Lily and Harry. As he laid his cheek atop Lily's head, he heard her whisper,
"Thank you. Both of you. I love you, boys." Lily felt James smile against her hair. He spoke after a minute.
"Hold on tight. I'm getting us out of here." With that, Lily felt James reach for something in his pocket. He brought out a large silver key. He offered one end to Lily. She put a hand on it, and placed one of Harry's tiny hands in the middle. James whispered "Demoveo"*, activating the portkey. Lily felt the sudden tug behind her navel, and soon found herself in the office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Professor Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore looked up from his desk, genuine surprise flooding his normally placid face.
"James? Lily? What the devil are you doing here?" Lily heard James begin to explain things to Dumbledore. Suddenly, she couldn't take it anymore. She calmly handed Harry over to her husband, and to the surprise of both James and Dumbledore fainted dead away.
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* demoveo-[to move away , remove]
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Remember, five reviews before another chapter goes up! Constructive criticism is a beautiful thing! Oh, and flames count too-at least I struck a chord on some level. Thank you much! ~Desertrain