The Preacher of Godrics Hollow church sat in a large
arm chair and was drinking his evening tea and
cookies.
The church wasn't large and consisted of the main
worship place and a small office with a back room. The
room was furnished and was warm and cozy. This little
room looked on to the grassy slopes of Godrics Hollow
cemetery.
The preacher sat in this room and looked out onto the
cemetery where the final evening lights were fading.
The Preacher saw the boy outside with black hair and
bright green eyes with lightning shaped scar on his
Forehead. The boy appeared to be looking for
something.
The preacher then remembered the Potters who once
lived close by. They had always been to the Sunday
Masses' with their little baby boy named Harry. The
preacher missed them very much. The Potters were a
happy family until that horrid october night.
They had said it was an explosion that had killed
them but yet the preacher had sensed something evil
that night. He remembered a dark figure almost gliding
towards their house and he'd never forget the horrible
screams.
The preacher came back to reality and looked out the
window again. The boy was still looking for something.
The preacher then decided to go out and help the boy.
He took his coat off a coat hanger and put it on. The
preacher grabbed a flash light and went out side.
The preacher walked on the grass and walked through
the graves. He caught a glimpse of Lily Potter's grave
and hung his head as he walked up to the boy. "Hello
sir, can I help you with anything?" the preacher asked
politely. "Yes mr.,you see i'm looking for James and
Lilly Potter's graves." The boy said. "Are you a
relative of theirs?"The preacher asked. "Um, yes i'm
their son." "Harry James Potter is it?"the preacher
said. "Yes,did you know my parents?"Harry asked. "Sure
did Mr. Potter. I saw you to when you were just a baby
but enough chat would you like to see their graves?"
"Yes sir" Harry said. So the two were off walking
through the head stones.
It was twilight now and the preacher turned on his
flashlight. "Well i'll leave you here" the preacher
said when they had reached there destination.
In Loving Memory Of James and Lily Potter.
May they rest in eternal peace.
The preacher left Harry with his parents.
He walked back to the small room and sat down in the
arm chair. He looked out the window and saw Harry
keeling before his parents graves and talking to them.
The preacher then looked to the sky and said "May they
rest in eternal peace."