Giving's of the Deceased:
Prologue:
Storms such as these were rare, indeed. It was rather spectacular to witness from the safety of the Hogwarts tower, yet frighting to be caught in. Through the half- moon spectacles that adorned Albus Dumbledores face, did the drowned red hair become visible.
"Lily my dear. What are you doing out in this weather?" Albus was half quizzical and fearful why this heavily pregnant woman would risk such a danger.
"O..Oh A-Albus.."Albus never got to hear her reason as she collapse at his feet, shuddering with urgency. Lily held her stomach as she looked up at Albus, her eyes lost. Albus did not recognise her as her famous bright green eyes were dulled. The invisibility cloak lay discarded; Albus retrieved it and put it around the young women. She moved with a reflex speed. A speed Albus did not thing was capable of the woman. She clings to his cloak looking up at him.
"Lily…what is wrong?" Albus was shaken now. Lily was never this unhinged. It was seldom that she was ever of this unpredictability. There were no tears or emotion. Yet he knew her to well. She was on the edge, so close to going over.
"Iiittt's all wrong wrong. Albus its wrong." The incomprehensible speech puzzled him.
"What is wrong Lily?" he asked
"Harry" she breathed. Her mask broke. She shuddered at the confession.
Now Albus was truly puzzled. Harry was in danger but safe. Lily knew that he could protect her and her family, an old friend made sure of that. So, why this worry? "What do you mean Harry, Lily?"
"Never…nev…never his." She seemed maddened like the storm over head. "Tell him I'm sorry. Tell him." She gasped as the trembling heightened. From her pocket she produced a vial with a floaty silver liquid. "Give this-s to h-him…please…Albus." The pleads she made seem to cost her as she struggled for breath.
"Who? Who am I to pass-."
She dissapperated.