Painless
This is my first ever fanfiction so I'm not really sure if it will turn out OK. Takes place at the Potter's deaths (James' to be exact)
Disclaimer: I, unfortunately for me, do not own Harry Potter, Charmed or Final Fantasy X.
It was a cold Halloween night and the streets were framed by jack o' lanterns and a decoration of witches flying about .There was a hooded figure stalking stealthily down the lane. He seems to be searching for something, and judging by the way his footsteps quicken, even though he is not making a sound, he has found it.
Inside the house, there is a warm atmosphere full of friendship and love. The hooded figure can see them very clearly- surely they weren't not expecting an attack. He watches with disdain as the father, a tall thin bespectacled black hair, uses his wand to conjure up puffs of coloured smoke, purely for the amusement of the small black haired infant. The child giggles a high pitched giggle just as the mother enters the room, saying words that were indiscernible. He decided it was time to make his move.
He was nearly over the threshold when he heard James' footsteps sprint into the hall, his panicked voice yelling: "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Run! I'll hold him off".
Voldemort almost chuckled but such things were beneath him. He turns to face the eldest Potter
"It is such a shame that you are so prideful. You would make a wonderful Death Eater."
"I'll join you when hell freezes over and there's nothing left worth living for!"
"Don't be a fool, Potter. I only want your brat. You and your pathetic Mudblood wife will only be killed if you stand in my way."
"I'll never let you kill Harry! Over my dead body!"
"Very well! That can easily be arranged! Death is painless after all! Avada Kedavra!"
The jet of green light rebounded off the walls and collided with one James Potter who was killed instantly. Strangely enough, he had a contented smile on his face.
For death is, for some, the next great adventure.
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