My first fanfiction guys... It's a Harry Potter fanfic from the opint of view of his guardian angel who falls in love with him but it's a forbidden love :O oh dear.... i'd appreciate reviews guys, thanks .^
Falling in love with a human was forbidden. Every guardian angel knew that. Of course, some happened to forget about this rule and latch themselves onto a particular human. Some guardian angels could speak to their humans, touch them even.
Punishment was harsh. He tore their wings off and threw them down to earth. Of course, this was what the angel wanted, to be on Earth with their human love. But as the angels had their wings ripped from their bare back, their human felt the same agony and screamed as their angel fell to the earth and died before they had even reached the surface. Neither the human nor angel could survive.
When I watched my friend Damien hurtle down to the earth, I vowed to myself never to become too close to a human.
Of course, I never planned on The Boy Who Lived.
Lily Potter wasn't the first human I was assigned to ("assigned" … it sounds like I have a profession of spying or something). Mrs Blackman who had two twins, who each had three children and her husband Jonathon died first of lung cancer. I watched over Mrs Blackman from the day she was born as little Jenney Wallace from Cranberry Street until the day she died from a stroke in her living room chair after a visit from her six grown up grandchildren. Seventy six she was. I could only whisper a song in her ear to ease her passing. I shared the pain with her, keeping as much as it from her as I could. A lively woman until the end. She never noticed my presence.
Lily Potter didn't just notice.
"I know you're there…" she had said, breathless after locking the bedroom door beside her, cradling her baby Harry in her arms, unaware that he was going to become the most important and revered boy in the world. "Please…James…help him…" she looked wildly about the room, before stumbling forward in my direction. She must've felt me there. I screwed up some strength and let it flood through my lips and formed speech. It cost a lot for angels to speak aloud.
"I cannot," was all I could say. James Potter was not my human. It was Lily I had to protect. I heard muffled shouts from down the stairs, clearly from her husband.
"Please!" she let out a dry sob. Before I could react, we both heard the most spine tingling voice clearly cry: "Avada Kadavra!" and green light flashed for a moment through the cracks of the doors. Then there was the thump of a body hitting the landing. Then a laugh so evil that it chilled the blood in my invisible body.
"Oh God," Lily whimpered. Not once had she looked so frightened in her life. Her terror threatened to take over me and I struggled to control the cry of fear I wished to utter. Although the steps on the staircase were silent, I knew the he was coming and there was nothing I could do to protect my Lily. My own mixture of fear and misery overwhelmed Lily's.
"Promise me this…" Lily's voice shook as she laid down Harry in his crib. "You'll look after Harry when I go."
Mt throat constricted and I materialised my body so Lily could see me. She shuddered and sighed.
"I knew you were beautiful." she said. My hand, now solid, grasped her clammy shaking one.
"I love you Lily."
"Thank you…" she murmured as the door flew open.
I could not look at him as he stood in the doorway. I knew naught what he looked like and I never wanted to know. I made sure I was visible to Lily only. It was impossible for He Who Must Not Be Named to have a guardian angel. He had broken His laws.
I closed my eyes and let the horror of the situation wash over me.
"Please… not Harry!" Lily began to plead.
"Step aside silly girl…" he said and I shuddered and just stopped listening.
I prayed instead.
O, Father… I prayed for He Who Must Not Be Named to vanish. I prayed for Lily's son to grow up happily and strong. I prayed for Lily-
Green light seeped under my eyelids and Lily's warm, sweaty hand slipped from my palm.
Energy drained from my body. Fast. So fast. Too fast for my consciousness to keep track of and I collapsed at Lily's side. No, no, no… I pressed my cool forehead to her damp one.
This was her time… His voice said in my head. Not once in all my angel years have I cried. I thought I might now.
My ears, that had been numb up until now, suddenly rang with the wails of the baby in the crib.
Harry! My promise to Lily! I could not break-
I threw my frail body across the room to the crib and hovered myself over the baby.
The Unforgivable Curse felt like a baseball bat smack clean across my back. The world went black. When I next woke, I was in heaven.
