Ok..here is a little story that came out of my writers block. It's not supposed to make sense.

James sprinted into the hall. In desperation, he screamed out a final warning to Lily:

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!"

And the Dark Lord laughed before casting the curse.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green light filled the hallway, but James couldn't see it. He fell, like a marionette whose strings had been brutally cut.

Lily screamed from the upper floor. She was trapped. There was no way to escape. She attempted to barricade herself and Harry in with Harry's bedroom chairs and spare storage boxes. But it was all blasted aside, and she couldn't get out. She held Harry tighter in her arms. And then she saw him. Lily dropped Harry into the crib, and tried to shield him from the Dark Lord.

"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"

"Stand aside, you silly girl…stand aside now!"

But she stood firm in her pleas.

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead!"

"This is my last warning."

"Not Harry! Please…have mercy…have mercy…not Harry! Not Harry! Please – I'll do anything!"

"Stand aside!" but she didn't move, "Stand aside, girl!"

He could have pushed her aside. But he had no mercy in his being.

"Avada Kedavra!"

And Lily fell like James.

Or so we thought. But four hours later, James and Lily popped up like nothing had happened.

"What was that?" Lily asked.

"I'm not really sure."

"But he casted the Avada Kedavra! We should have died! How did we live? How did we survive? What happened? Where's Harry? What is going on?" Lily said, confused.

"It seems we have fallen into a plot hole, darling."

"Um…ok….what should we do then?"

"Then we should ask the author what happened."

"That's a good idea," Lily replied, and turned to me, the completely insane author, "What happened to us?"

"Well, even I'm not really sure, so just go with it."

"Ok…" James said.

"What do we do? When You-Know-Who realizes we didn't die, he'll come after us again! And I don't think even the author could save us then. Could you?"

"Well…I am in control here. You can just keep coming back to life; no matter how many times Moldy Voldy tries to kill you."

But for some unknown reason, they move to Spain because Spain's soccer team in the World Cup is Gryffindor colors.

"Why did they move to Spain?" Sirius asked Remus later.

"I don't know…I don't know how they survived either…" Remus replied.

But wait, they can't know that Lily and James live. And they can't know that they moved to Spain. So for some unknown reason, Sirius and Remus both suddenly loose their memories and forget that Lily and James lived.

"Whoa, what just happened?" Remus asked.

"Wait, what are we talking about?" Sirius said dazedly.

"It seems we have fallen into a plot hole."

"Cool! Now I can go kill Peter," Sirius said.

And of course, if you know anything about Harry Potter, you know what happens after that. But eventually, Lily and James had another kid named Serena, and for some reason they forgot all their English and all their memories. But for yet another unknown reason, they suddenly move back to England and instantly they regain all their memory but not their language skills.

"Wait, I can speak English again!" Lily said.

"This is so cool!" James said, "Wait, how did this happen? Where's Harry? Why did we move to Spain again?"

"I don't know. It seems we have fallen into yet another plot hole."

And so, since the author is bored and wants to watch World Cup, Lily, James, and Serena are left hanging in this plot hole. Oh well. Peace out peoples.

So...here is the story. SPAIN JUST SCORED! OH YEAH! Which is awesome because their uniforms are Gryffindor and Portugals are Slytherin...so tell me what you think of my writer's block...and tell me what team you're rooting for in the World Cup!