Hi! This is my second story and I hope u like it. I'll start on the next
chapters soon. Promise!
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Lily's Secret
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Epilogue Seventeen years ago:
Lily opened her eyes and smiled. She sat up in bed and saw a man packing.
"What are you doing?" She got up and slipped on a shirt. The man didn't answer. Smiling, Lily reached forward and started to massage his shoulders. Hurriedly, he shrugged her hands away.
"What's wrong?" She frowned. The man sighed and ran a hand through his black hair.
"Nothing." He replied flatly. Lily watched, frowning as the man hastily shoved clothing into his suitcase. Without a word to Lily, he hauled the suitcase off the bed and made towards the door.
" You're leaving?" Lily demanded. The man said nothing.
" What about me?" Lily continued.
"What about you?" The man sneered. Lily was shocked. The man said it in such a selfish tone. One she had never heard him use before. He started to unlock the apartment door.
" What if I'm pregnant?" The man ignored her.
"What if I'm pregnant Tom?" She repeated. Tom put down the suitcase and turned to her.
" You might not be." He said calmly.
"Oh? So if I am, you won't bother marrying me? You'll just let me raise your child by myself?" Tears were forming in her eyes. She knew she shouldn't have done it. She should have known better. He opened the door.
" I thought you loved me Tom." She said quietly.
" Yeah. Me too." Tom picked up his suitcase.
" You're no better than your father Tom Riddle!" Lily shrieked, tears streaming down her face. Tom's eyes narrowed. He looked as though he was going to slap her, but thought better of it and left. Leaving Lily in the apartment alone. Her knees buckled and she knelt there, head in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.
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Three months later:
Lily's hand trembled as she reached for the phone. She was twenty-two years old, but that was no excuse for what she had done. She was foolish, and now, she had to take her punishment. With shaking fingers, she punched Tom's number into her phone. No one picked up the receiver. She was almost relieved. She wasn't ready to tell him. But she had to tell someone.
" Hello?" Lily's heart leapt at the familiar voice on the phone.
" James? It's me. Lily." She stuttered. She hadn't spoken to him since Hogwarts Graduation.
" How's it going?" He asked.
"James. Can you meet me at Diagon Alley?" She held her breath.
" Uh.sure. when?"
"Now." She said firmly. With that, she hung up and grabbed her jacket.
James patted Lily's arm awkwardly. She had told him all about Tom.
" I don't know what to do!" She bit her lip and tried not to cry.
" Lily.how many months are you, you know."
" Three. why?" She blew her nose.
" I know how we can cover this up. and." he grinned, " Get my way."
One month later:
" You may now kiss the bride."
James lifted Lily's veil. She smiled as he placed his lips on hers. She never, after all those years, knew that he had loved her, or, that she had loved him. She felt better. Now, she knew she wasn't just marrying him for her cover up. She was marrying him because it was meant to be.
Five months later:
Tom glared with loathing into his crystal ball. He glared with loathing at James. He was holding a baby. HIS son. He wanted it back. He also wanted the mother back. Lily. They belonged to him. Not James. With pure hatred, he flung the crystal ball onto the ground, smashing it to pieces.
Ten months later:
Lily beamed at her second son. She had named him Harry. Carefully, she stroked the new born baby's head. James stood by the hospital bed, holding their first son, no- HER first son, Toby.
" Toby Riddle." He thought to himself grimly. It was amazing no one noticed the difference. Toby looked nothing like him, of course. But nothing like his mother either. Well, At least Lily's secret was still safe.
A year later:
" Lily! Quick, take the children up stairs!" James lowered his voice to a whisper.
" No. they haven't. have they?" She gasped.
" Take them up stairs. NOW!" He bellowed as the door rattled in its frame. Lily picked up Toby and Harry and ran up stairs. Flinching as she heard the heavy thud of furniture being thrown across the room below. She flung open the bedroom door, frantic.
" There is no where to hide from me." Lily spun towards the doorway. A figure in robes of black stood there, head bowed so she could not see its face. But she knew who it was.
" Tom! This is madness!" She breathed.
" Is it?" He lifted his head, smirking. Lily's heart beat at twice its normal rate as more figures in black appeared in the room. She was out numbered.
" Tom, please."
" My name is not Tom." He snapped, " I am Voldermort." With that, he lifted his wand, aiming it at Harry. The baby started to cry.
"NO!" Lily turned around, shielding the infants with her body. She hugged them tight, knowing it would be their last. She thought of the last thing she said to James, " No. They haven't.have they?" Why didn't she say, " Be careful," or " I love you James" ? With a shock, she realised that she never had said " I love you" to James. She did love him, but she had never told him. It was too late now.
" Move, you foolish woman!" Voldermort bellowed. His followers, the death eaters, took out their wands also.
" Take my son." Voldermort commanded, " and take the wrench away from young Potter." They did so, leaving Harry on the floor. An easy target for their leader. Lily fought against the two men who were holding her back. It was no use. They were too strong. Voldermort smirked as he pointed his wand at Harry.
" NO!!!" Lily sobbed. With an amazing amount of strength, she broke away and threw herself onto the floor, shielding Harry. Just as she heard the words, " Avra Kadavra."
There. Like it? Plz send me some reviews and I will try my best to actually start on the story! (Whether u send me reviews or not!)
thanx, fox
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Lily's Secret
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Epilogue Seventeen years ago:
Lily opened her eyes and smiled. She sat up in bed and saw a man packing.
"What are you doing?" She got up and slipped on a shirt. The man didn't answer. Smiling, Lily reached forward and started to massage his shoulders. Hurriedly, he shrugged her hands away.
"What's wrong?" She frowned. The man sighed and ran a hand through his black hair.
"Nothing." He replied flatly. Lily watched, frowning as the man hastily shoved clothing into his suitcase. Without a word to Lily, he hauled the suitcase off the bed and made towards the door.
" You're leaving?" Lily demanded. The man said nothing.
" What about me?" Lily continued.
"What about you?" The man sneered. Lily was shocked. The man said it in such a selfish tone. One she had never heard him use before. He started to unlock the apartment door.
" What if I'm pregnant?" The man ignored her.
"What if I'm pregnant Tom?" She repeated. Tom put down the suitcase and turned to her.
" You might not be." He said calmly.
"Oh? So if I am, you won't bother marrying me? You'll just let me raise your child by myself?" Tears were forming in her eyes. She knew she shouldn't have done it. She should have known better. He opened the door.
" I thought you loved me Tom." She said quietly.
" Yeah. Me too." Tom picked up his suitcase.
" You're no better than your father Tom Riddle!" Lily shrieked, tears streaming down her face. Tom's eyes narrowed. He looked as though he was going to slap her, but thought better of it and left. Leaving Lily in the apartment alone. Her knees buckled and she knelt there, head in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.
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Three months later:
Lily's hand trembled as she reached for the phone. She was twenty-two years old, but that was no excuse for what she had done. She was foolish, and now, she had to take her punishment. With shaking fingers, she punched Tom's number into her phone. No one picked up the receiver. She was almost relieved. She wasn't ready to tell him. But she had to tell someone.
" Hello?" Lily's heart leapt at the familiar voice on the phone.
" James? It's me. Lily." She stuttered. She hadn't spoken to him since Hogwarts Graduation.
" How's it going?" He asked.
"James. Can you meet me at Diagon Alley?" She held her breath.
" Uh.sure. when?"
"Now." She said firmly. With that, she hung up and grabbed her jacket.
James patted Lily's arm awkwardly. She had told him all about Tom.
" I don't know what to do!" She bit her lip and tried not to cry.
" Lily.how many months are you, you know."
" Three. why?" She blew her nose.
" I know how we can cover this up. and." he grinned, " Get my way."
One month later:
" You may now kiss the bride."
James lifted Lily's veil. She smiled as he placed his lips on hers. She never, after all those years, knew that he had loved her, or, that she had loved him. She felt better. Now, she knew she wasn't just marrying him for her cover up. She was marrying him because it was meant to be.
Five months later:
Tom glared with loathing into his crystal ball. He glared with loathing at James. He was holding a baby. HIS son. He wanted it back. He also wanted the mother back. Lily. They belonged to him. Not James. With pure hatred, he flung the crystal ball onto the ground, smashing it to pieces.
Ten months later:
Lily beamed at her second son. She had named him Harry. Carefully, she stroked the new born baby's head. James stood by the hospital bed, holding their first son, no- HER first son, Toby.
" Toby Riddle." He thought to himself grimly. It was amazing no one noticed the difference. Toby looked nothing like him, of course. But nothing like his mother either. Well, At least Lily's secret was still safe.
A year later:
" Lily! Quick, take the children up stairs!" James lowered his voice to a whisper.
" No. they haven't. have they?" She gasped.
" Take them up stairs. NOW!" He bellowed as the door rattled in its frame. Lily picked up Toby and Harry and ran up stairs. Flinching as she heard the heavy thud of furniture being thrown across the room below. She flung open the bedroom door, frantic.
" There is no where to hide from me." Lily spun towards the doorway. A figure in robes of black stood there, head bowed so she could not see its face. But she knew who it was.
" Tom! This is madness!" She breathed.
" Is it?" He lifted his head, smirking. Lily's heart beat at twice its normal rate as more figures in black appeared in the room. She was out numbered.
" Tom, please."
" My name is not Tom." He snapped, " I am Voldermort." With that, he lifted his wand, aiming it at Harry. The baby started to cry.
"NO!" Lily turned around, shielding the infants with her body. She hugged them tight, knowing it would be their last. She thought of the last thing she said to James, " No. They haven't.have they?" Why didn't she say, " Be careful," or " I love you James" ? With a shock, she realised that she never had said " I love you" to James. She did love him, but she had never told him. It was too late now.
" Move, you foolish woman!" Voldermort bellowed. His followers, the death eaters, took out their wands also.
" Take my son." Voldermort commanded, " and take the wrench away from young Potter." They did so, leaving Harry on the floor. An easy target for their leader. Lily fought against the two men who were holding her back. It was no use. They were too strong. Voldermort smirked as he pointed his wand at Harry.
" NO!!!" Lily sobbed. With an amazing amount of strength, she broke away and threw herself onto the floor, shielding Harry. Just as she heard the words, " Avra Kadavra."
There. Like it? Plz send me some reviews and I will try my best to actually start on the story! (Whether u send me reviews or not!)
thanx, fox
