Mkay, I suck at summaries, so this story probably sounds totally awful. It's my first one though. Please give me half a chance?
"It's a boy!" James and Lily Potter beamed as their son was placed in Lily's arm.
"He has your eyes," James murmured, putting his hand on Lily's arm as their son blinked up at them. "What should we name him?"
"Harry," Lily replied, smiling tenderly as the baby's face broke into a toothless grin. She turned towards the doctor. "Doctor, I was told that I was going to have twins. Where is my other child?"
The doctor looked very apologetic. "I'm sorry, ma'am. You did give birth to a daughter, but she died moments later. I'm very sorry."
Lily's eyes filled with tears. "It would've been nice to have a daughter."
James squeezed his wife's hand. He smiled, but his eyes were sad. "There was nothing we could do about that. We should be thankful for the healthy baby boy we do have."
Lily smiled. "I am." She hugged her son tightly as if he was going to suddenly vanish as well.
The doctor gave them a smile and left the room. He turned into the waiting room, where a woman was sitting. "Everything is prepared. Go."
The woman immediately got up and left the hospital as fast as she could without arousing suspicion. She headed for the nearest bus stop. In her arms she clutched a tiny bundle. Inside the bundle was a baby. A baby girl.
The woman felt the bundle stir and looked down. The baby began to fuss and she hushed it quickly. If they were caught- She didn't let herself finish that sentence.
While waiting for the bus, she stared moodily out into the street. Suddenly, the baby let out an ear-splitting shriek. The woman glanced down. A rat had climbed onto the bundle and was biting the baby's face. Horrified, the woman went to push the rat away, but there was a blast of green light from the baby, a rushing noise, and the rat fell dead. The woman's hand went to her mouth, muffling a gasp. It couldn't have been…
The bus finally arrived. The woman hurried up the steps, sat down, and began to tend to the baby's bleeding cheek, murmuring spells and reducing the bloody gash to a thin scar. The baby reached up and grabbed at the emerald necklace hanging around the woman's neck. A delighted grin spread across the baby's face as she played with the necklace. Her eyes were the same color as the gem. The woman smiled in spite of herself.
"What a sweet baby you have there." She looked up and saw an old woman beaming at the baby in her arms. The old woman came over, smiling at the baby. "What's your name, dearie?" she cooed, holding out a finger to the baby.
The woman hesitated for a moment. "Isra," she replied. "Her name is Isra." It fits, she thought. It means "noctural journey," and she certainly is taking one.
"That's an unusual name," the older woman said. "But it's pretty." She smiled. "Just like your mother," she added, talking to the baby.
"Thank you," the woman said automatically, feeling her face grow hot, though she didn't know why. She was thankful when the bus arrived at her stop. She got up and practically ran down the steps to escape this embarrassing situation. It took her a few moments to get her bearings and she hurried towards one house in particular. She knocked on the door three times, anxiously glancing over her shoulders every few seconds.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the door opened. She stepped inside quickly, closing it behind her and turning to face two people, a man and a woman. "Did you bring it?" the man asked in a hushed voice.
"Yes," the first woman replied.
"I don't see why you didn't just Apparate here," the man told her.
"He was afraid that it would arouse too much suspicion," she explained. "It doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that my part of the job is over and it is your turn now." She handed him the bundle and took on a mock stern look. "Perseus and Lyra Black, I trust you will take good care of her."
Lyra, the other woman, nodded, smiling slightly. "We will keep her in our care until she is called for."
The first woman nodded. "Very well. I wish you the most luck." She smiled slightly. "I have a feeling she will be everything we expected. She killed a rat on our way here. With a blast of green light." The couple exchanged astonished looks as the words sank in. Feeling a strange lump rising in her throat, the woman opened the door to leave. Suddenly, she turned around. "By the way, her name is Isra. Isra Black."
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