First came the sound of feet hitting the floor. Repeatedly. The person was running. That's the first thing Harry thought to himself. But who could be running about at this hour?
His face contorted to mirror the face of pure annoyance. Harry squirmed in bed. The warmth that seeps into the muscles came next, but Harry didn't stumble like most, the rush of adrenalin merged with the misplace panic kept him secure.
The pressure as his heels pounded the floor somehow forced him to keep his feet moving. The sight of the broken walls that surrounded him came with ease. Harry was in the hall of a house running from nothing, but something was odd, he knew his hall.
Harry scanned the floor, searching for the reason this place seemed so familiar. He was almost to the end of the hall there was a dim lighting to the room ahead but Harry couldn't hear anything. Just a little bit further and he could----
The ground shook as the sound or the door being blasted off its hinges shook Harry. Two figures blurred pas him. Harry ran down the dark hall towards the end he was almost there when he heard a muffled cry, from behind him. Slowly, Harry turned around lifting his head he found a pair of emerald green eyes starring up at him with a very curious look that emitted pure joy. Harry heard a man yell something he could not make out, but he never took his eyes off the green orbs. A blood-curdling scream came from the room. At this Harry spun around. Harry heard the terrified voice of the young woman but she sounded more deadly angry than scared.
"You horrid evil bastard" she bellowed.
"There is no reason to take that tone. We all knew he deserved his death" came a cold murmur.
His voice was low and icy but every word was heard clearly. This was not the same man Harry had heard before. Harry ran to the doorway.
"No" the young women replied her voice strong. She even had a little growl in her tone.
"You will never have me or my baby. You killed my husband but you will not touch my child unless it is the moment of your final breath."
"Killing you would also mean the death of this insignificant child," the cold voice pointed out slowly. Harry's mouth was wide open as a smirk came across the young woman's face.
"You have given him the significance that he needs to want to rid this world of you."
"He is as insignificant as you and that Lily is the truth you wont let yourself believe. There is nothing you can do to save him once I have him within my grasps... I will simply kill you. You are of no importance to me" the coldness of his voice made Harry shudder.
"You fear him, a baby, the dark lord fears the baby of a halfblood"
The arm of his dark cloak rose. Lilly inhaled deeply.
"Your scared of the power he holds" she said
"I am scared of no one!!!" he bellowed "Avada Ke---
There was suddenly an unknown weight pulling at the leg of Harry's pants. Harry ripped his eyes away from the scene to see the same green orbs he saw every morning in the mirror. Harry look past the eyes to see a baby boy with wild, raven colored hair gazing up at him. The baby boy smiled affectionately at Harry exposing four cute little teeth. Harry heard the rushed sound of running coming strait towards them.
He looked back at the baby who started to giggle. His head whipping back and forth between the sound of the footsteps and the baby, Harry was at a loss of what to do. Harry recognized the face he was looking at. Harry James Potter was staring at himself. As the footsteps got closer the baby looked at Harry expectantly.
Harry then bent his knees so that he was looking straight into his mini me's eyes. Harry reach out and picked little Harry up baby started to giggle. Harry's eye widened with knowledge. As the running grew louder the baby look down the hall, Harry followed his gaze and saw a large statue of Mars the God of War. Harry rushed behind the statue, clutching the baby. Harry saw a flash of red, and he looked up only to see his mother staring at him. She reached out and touched his face. The foot steps where almost directly behind her. Lily spun around covering both Harries from sight.
"Move Lily you cannot save them. You will die soon even if I fail, which will not happen. Your mate is dead Lily and I WILL have Harry". The hooded figure threatened.
Lily Evans Potter did not move an inch instead she began to whisper, her voice grew louder with each repetition. Her hair began to levitate around her head. Her aura rose up and outlined her body. As her voice grew Harry heard a lost ancient language coming from the her lips Harry understood the words
"Rise the power from my forefathers, shield my sons protect them with our endless power, Father watch over my Harry both ofthem. I love you my sons" She added the last line just as the man in front of her pointed his wand.
Green sparks flew for his wand. Her limp body fell to the floor. The hooded figure then turned is wand on both Harries.
"Hello Harry" it said with a cold, self-assuring smirk.