Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, but the plot is mine.
Warning: Eventual slash.
New story =) Enjoy!
Prologue
"Mommy? Daddy?" an adorable child with messy raven hair like his father and beautiful emerald eyes like his mother called as he walked into the kitchen.
"Happy Birthday Harry!" two head chorused as they popped right in front of him.
"Mommy! Daddy!" he started laughing happily. The three-year-old toddler clapped his hands excitedly.
"We have a present for you, so listen carefully." He nodded. "A bad man is after Mommy and Daddy and this gun right here is filled with the only bullets that can kill him. You have to shoot him in the heart though." James Potter handed his little boy a 1976 Callisto NTG. "We trust you not to hurt yourself with this. Now go hide this where no one, not even Mommy and Daddy can find it." And he did just that.
"Come to breakfast and we're going to the amusement park with Uncle Sirius and Uncle Remus when you're done." The two parents held their son's hands and walked him to the dining room where there was a breakfast prepared there for him.
"`Musement park?" he asked curiously.
"Yup! Now eat your breakfast so we can leave faster!" Lily Potter encouraged
"Yay! Pancakes!" The husband and wife grinned at each other as their son gobbled up his morning meal. But deep down, there was sorrow in their hearts. They would have to leave their beloved song tonight. Never another birthday with him.
"Done! Now less go!" Harry bounced up and down to get out of his booster seat. Lily untied his bib and pulled him out.
On the way out, James locked the door and set up the security system. The family climbed into their black Toyota Land Cruiser (A/N: That's the car I've got my eye on, but I don't know if they have those in England.) and drove over to the house of Sirius Black.
"Sirius, we've got something to tell you," James announced.
"Continue please."
"Riddle found out that we were working undercover for the FBI through Pettigrew. You've got to take care of Harry from now on. Please?" Lily pleaded. "We're leaving tonight and as much as we want to take Harry, we can't."
"I'm going to kill that Pettigrew! Of course! That's what friends are for. I'd be more than overjoyed to take care of him! He's my Godson after all!" Sirius exclaimed.
"Thanks so much! Now where's Remus?"
"I'm right here," Remus was leaning casually against the door. "I'm going to miss you, Prongs, Lily." He was almost in tears. James, Sirius, and himself had been friends forever. Pettigrew used to be in their group until he fell in to the life of crime. And if it was the last thing he did, he would get his revenge on the traitor.
He couldn't believe it. The four of them were the closest in school. They all had special nicknames for each other so no one knew who they were when they engraved their names where a trick took place. James was Prongs. Sirius was Padfoot. Remus was Moony. And Pettigrew was Wormtail.
"We'll miss you too. But now, it's time to celebrate our son's third birthday," Lily said as her eyes brimmed with tears.
The five of them drove over to the amusement park and before they knew it, the blast of a day was over. Remus and Sirius went back to their own respectful places. James and Lily took their little Harry home and put him to bed.
"Goodbye little one," the two chorused as they tucked him in.
"G'night, Mommy. G'night, Daddy. I wuv you and I'll miss you two," and at that, their precious boy fell asleep. Just as James and Lily Potter went to get their bags, ready to leave their home in Godric's Hollow, a shot from behind hit James right in the chest. He was dead. "James?" Lily cried. "Don't leave me!" "Too late, Lily. You two brought it on yourselves when you double-crossed me. Nobody double-crosses Tom Marvolo Riddle," Tom's cold, emotionless voice drawled freakishly calmly. A gun was held to her son's head, but not touching it, and Harry was still sleeping like a rock. "Don't you dare touch him," she warned. "Go ahead. Kill me. But let him live. He didn't do anything to you." "You are in no position to be threatening or bargaining with me, but all the same, I'm accepting your offer," he smirked. A shot rang out threw the house and she was gone. Just like that. He drew a dagger out and lightly drew a lightening bolt on the young boy's head. "You're lucky I keep my word," he sneered at the toddler. And as Tom Riddle turned his back to leave, a shot hit him right in his left shoulder. He stared at the toddler. He was still innocently asleep, but now with tears streaming down his soft baby face. An unbelievable pain shot like a rocket through his body. Once again, Riddle turned to leave, but before he closed the door, he promised, "I'll be back for you."
End Prologue. Like it? Want me to continue? Review please. =) Until next time! If there is one...
Warning: Eventual slash.
New story =) Enjoy!
Prologue
"Mommy? Daddy?" an adorable child with messy raven hair like his father and beautiful emerald eyes like his mother called as he walked into the kitchen.
"Happy Birthday Harry!" two head chorused as they popped right in front of him.
"Mommy! Daddy!" he started laughing happily. The three-year-old toddler clapped his hands excitedly.
"We have a present for you, so listen carefully." He nodded. "A bad man is after Mommy and Daddy and this gun right here is filled with the only bullets that can kill him. You have to shoot him in the heart though." James Potter handed his little boy a 1976 Callisto NTG. "We trust you not to hurt yourself with this. Now go hide this where no one, not even Mommy and Daddy can find it." And he did just that.
"Come to breakfast and we're going to the amusement park with Uncle Sirius and Uncle Remus when you're done." The two parents held their son's hands and walked him to the dining room where there was a breakfast prepared there for him.
"`Musement park?" he asked curiously.
"Yup! Now eat your breakfast so we can leave faster!" Lily Potter encouraged
"Yay! Pancakes!" The husband and wife grinned at each other as their son gobbled up his morning meal. But deep down, there was sorrow in their hearts. They would have to leave their beloved song tonight. Never another birthday with him.
"Done! Now less go!" Harry bounced up and down to get out of his booster seat. Lily untied his bib and pulled him out.
On the way out, James locked the door and set up the security system. The family climbed into their black Toyota Land Cruiser (A/N: That's the car I've got my eye on, but I don't know if they have those in England.) and drove over to the house of Sirius Black.
"Sirius, we've got something to tell you," James announced.
"Continue please."
"Riddle found out that we were working undercover for the FBI through Pettigrew. You've got to take care of Harry from now on. Please?" Lily pleaded. "We're leaving tonight and as much as we want to take Harry, we can't."
"I'm going to kill that Pettigrew! Of course! That's what friends are for. I'd be more than overjoyed to take care of him! He's my Godson after all!" Sirius exclaimed.
"Thanks so much! Now where's Remus?"
"I'm right here," Remus was leaning casually against the door. "I'm going to miss you, Prongs, Lily." He was almost in tears. James, Sirius, and himself had been friends forever. Pettigrew used to be in their group until he fell in to the life of crime. And if it was the last thing he did, he would get his revenge on the traitor.
He couldn't believe it. The four of them were the closest in school. They all had special nicknames for each other so no one knew who they were when they engraved their names where a trick took place. James was Prongs. Sirius was Padfoot. Remus was Moony. And Pettigrew was Wormtail.
"We'll miss you too. But now, it's time to celebrate our son's third birthday," Lily said as her eyes brimmed with tears.
The five of them drove over to the amusement park and before they knew it, the blast of a day was over. Remus and Sirius went back to their own respectful places. James and Lily took their little Harry home and put him to bed.
"Goodbye little one," the two chorused as they tucked him in.
"G'night, Mommy. G'night, Daddy. I wuv you and I'll miss you two," and at that, their precious boy fell asleep. Just as James and Lily Potter went to get their bags, ready to leave their home in Godric's Hollow, a shot from behind hit James right in the chest. He was dead. "James?" Lily cried. "Don't leave me!" "Too late, Lily. You two brought it on yourselves when you double-crossed me. Nobody double-crosses Tom Marvolo Riddle," Tom's cold, emotionless voice drawled freakishly calmly. A gun was held to her son's head, but not touching it, and Harry was still sleeping like a rock. "Don't you dare touch him," she warned. "Go ahead. Kill me. But let him live. He didn't do anything to you." "You are in no position to be threatening or bargaining with me, but all the same, I'm accepting your offer," he smirked. A shot rang out threw the house and she was gone. Just like that. He drew a dagger out and lightly drew a lightening bolt on the young boy's head. "You're lucky I keep my word," he sneered at the toddler. And as Tom Riddle turned his back to leave, a shot hit him right in his left shoulder. He stared at the toddler. He was still innocently asleep, but now with tears streaming down his soft baby face. An unbelievable pain shot like a rocket through his body. Once again, Riddle turned to leave, but before he closed the door, he promised, "I'll be back for you."
End Prologue. Like it? Want me to continue? Review please. =) Until next time! If there is one...