HARRY, HERMIONE, AND THE BABY

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One very happy and joyous day a pair of triplets were born. This seems unimportant, but it is important. There names were Harry, Hermione, and Abigale Potter. There happiness was soon to fade when their life was destroyed by one fatal spell. Soon the world would abandon the knowledge of two and only praise one. The boy who lived, not the children who lived. How awkward.

There mother was so happy because it was their first birthday, but this turned out to be a tragedy. That day was great and fun. There first birthday was a good one. It's just too bad it would be the last the spent with their mother and father. They would celebrate many birthday's together in the future, without knowing it.

That night there was a loud crash.

"Sis jrid ut hryt! U'ff...", but Hermione was cut off. Sis hide in here. I'll... she implied at.

"Run Lilly! Get the kids and run!", exclaimed James.

"...jt uty lthr. Gfry jy Hawwy! Iloyu! Gfry jy uty pr!", she said in a rush. And then crawled out the newly destroyed door without another word. ...go for help. Wake up Harry! Please! Wake up for me! is what she meant.

Abigale heard a thud in the living room. Her dad was dead, and she saw her mother pick up and then drop Harry on the bed with a soft thud. She looked at the door. A strange man was standing there.

I will repeat no more of this scene. It is too sad. :'(

Then the wall fell down on a crying Abigale, but she wasn't dead. She could not move. She could only whimper. She was caught in just the position. An inch in a direction would have spelled her death and had she been any bigger she would have been dead or at least missing a limb or two.

"Harry!", yelled Hagrid,"Are you all right!" but harry was fast asleep. So he left, harry tight in his arms. He didn't find Hermione or Abigale she he left taking them for dead. He thought Only poor dear harry remains separated for his family forever.

Meanwhile, in the garden Hermione was out cold. A wound roughly the shape of a heart bleeding profusely on her head. She was dying.

Later that night, Sirius walked into the ruins of the house. He heard a very quiet whimper.

"Hello" he proclaimed "Who's there? If you're the one who killed Lilly and James then leave!"

Abigale's worst fear had been confirmed.

"Lthr.", she whispered softly,"Lthr pr! Iloyu!" and then she fainted from the effort. Help. help me! Please! She whispered.

He knew that voice. It was Abigale. He immediately lifted the wall with magic! Abigale was bleeding. He then took her to St. Mungo's. Maybe, she would be just fine. Maybe she would live. Maybe, he had just saved his dear godchild from death, but maybe, he hadn't.