James held the little girl in his arms, looking into her beautiful green eyes. Lily's eyes. He sighed happily as his daughter cooed and laughed, trying to grab his glasses with her chubby baby had been a year since the Potter household was blessed with twin children: Harry James and Harley Ashton Potter. Unfortunaley, it had only been six months since Harry had taken ill and passed in his sleep. All in twenty-four hours. Lily was still heart broken over the fact, having been closer to Harry than to Harley.
It was a cool Halloween night, and smells wafted through out the house of Lily's wonderful cooking. Harley sneezed, making James chuckle. He placed Harley down on the couch beside him and started producing bubbles from his wand. Harley giggled when one floated towards her, and popped on screamed in delight and clapped her hands in pure joy.
"James," a stern voice scolded from the living doorway. He started and met the emerald eyes of his wife, Lily. "You know I don't like it when she screams like that."
"Sorry, love," James apologized. Harley tapped his hand impatiently, wanting the attention back on her. The childs parents laughed warmly.
"Give her to me. Almost bedtime for this little monster," Lily teased as James surrendered his daughter. He threw his wand on the couch and streatched, yawning. Lily dissapeared with Harley. He was just about to close his eyes for a nice, well earned nap when a loud crash came from the front door.
James hopped up and raced to investigate the noise, only to find the one person he dreaded to look upoun. The man was already over the threshold, cloaked and smiling coldly.
"Lily! Take Harley and go! It's him! Go! I'll hold him off!"
The words were barely out of his mouth before the cloaked man gave out a high pitched, cold laugh and said, "Avada Kedavra!"
James fell top the floor, dead. The man climbed the stairs, to the screaming woman who was trying to barracade the door. With a lazy flick of his wand, the door burst open, pushing aside the chair and boxes. Lily stood there, the baby girl in her arms. She dropped Harley into the crib behind her and threw her arms wide.
"Not Harley, please not Harley!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl... Stand aside now."
"Not Harley, please no, kill me instead-"
"This is my last warning-"
"Not Harley! Please... Have mercy... I'll do anything-"
Green light flashed through around the room and Lily Potter dropped just like her husband. Harley stared at her dead mother, waiting for the red head to get up. The man pointed his wand very carefully at the little girl, who had started to cry.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The walls were once again bathed in green, then darkness. Silence echoed through the room.
