Chapter One: All Hallows Eve
James Point of View
Bubbles were spewing out of my wand. My little pride and joy, Harry, was wobbling on unsteady legs trying to catch them. His laughter was contagious; however, I was beginning to tire. I'm getting OLD! At least I will be able to be old with my loving, wonderful wife.
"James" Speaking of my wonderful wife, Lily.
"Yes Lily, my dearest flower." Love filled my voice.
"Come here please, bring Harry too." I discarded my wand on the couch and picked up Harry.
"Dada go to Mama!" He called out. I chuckled.
"Lils, he really wants us together! He called us by name and told me to go to you!"
"Really!" Lily squealed. I walked into the kitchen. I gasped. Lily was wearing her old Gryffindor robes that matched my Quidditch uniform, which I was wearing at the same time. She looked rather stunning. Harry was wearing his "I am a future Gryffindor" shirt. That is when the door flew open and the house shook.
I kissed Lily on the lips, soft, passionate, and quick. Please Lord, let it be Padfoot and his dramatic entrances! That is when I turned the corner and saw the snake like man before me. I knew this was no joke from Sirius.
"Lily, run, take Harry! I'll hold him off!" I heard Lily's footsteps run up the stairs. Voldemort chuckled.
"Avada Kedevra!" The flash of green light and everything went into slow motion, you know like the muggle movie pictures. Lily's lips still left a tingling feeling on my lips and I spent the last few seconds before my death with Lily. The green beam hit it's mark.
Lily's Point of View
James leaned down and kissed me softly letting all his affections show in that one brief kiss. He walked into the living room. Please let it be one of Sirius's dramatic entrances please GOD! But then his words came.
"Lily, run, take Harry! He's here! I'll hold him off!" I grabbed Harry and bolted up the stairs. I flew into Harry's room and quickly barricaded the door. I heard that dreaded curse that killed so many, and the thud it left behind meaning that it struck it's mark yet again. I felt the meaning before I consciously comprehended it. The tug that gave me purpose and meaning in this life disappeared from this Earth. The love of my life was gone.
I now know that I will do anything to keep my son, James's son, safe. He will carry on the legacy of the Potters that I will make sure. I will do anything to make sure he lives. I'll even marry Snivillus. (Yes I picked up on the nickname) Gross, I know.
Voldemort blew over the stack of hastily stacked boxes with a wave of his wand. I begged and pleaded. He laughed and told me to move over multiple times. He most likely does not understand the love a mother has for her son or child. Seeing as he never had a mother. Voldemort does not understand true love either, and the magic still entails. The green spurt of light shot out of the end of his wand. I moved closer to Harry to make sure none of the spell hit him. My mind flutters to think about James and I smile. My heart's beats to a close.
James and I are holding hands as we watch our son defeat Voldemort, for what we hope is for once and all.
Baby Harry's Point of View
Mommy, Daddy wake up! I need you! I am cold and hungry. The house is blown up and this time it's not my fault! Please fix it! I want to play with Daddy and ride his broom with you all! Mommy, I see you smiling. Please wake up! I'll start crying. Then you will have to wake up. Daddy too.
I'm bawling Mommy, and your not moving. Are you asleep? Please get up soon my head hurts. I want you back Mommy! Don't leave me PLEASE! I love both of you. I want you back!
Narrator
A new hum filled the air. Harry had accidentally triggered his accidental magic. No magic could bring back the dead. But what about going back in time? A golden circle appeared over Harry's crib, and pulled him in.