A New Life, A New Love
Prologue
Blood…
So much blood …
Everywhere he looked, all he could see was the blood…
Blood on the grass…
Staining the walls of the houses, atleast those walls that were remaining…
Blood flowing freely from the bodies of the innocent; as well as the not so innocent...
Oozing from the hundred cuts his body had had to endure during his struggle…
Blood clinging to his robes after a hard fought battle..
To tell you the truth, he was sick of his once favourite colour :Red
Although it had been a long time since he had liked the colour red anyway…
Not after the betrayal…
No, he would not let his mind go to that place.
That part of him that had been completely blocked from his mind using his occlumency skills. Atleast the betrayal had helped him perfect occlumency.
Not that it had helped him much.
After all a connection with the dark lord would not be blocked just by using occlumency, now could it.
He sat there, back resting on the only tree that remained untouched, fighting off the waves of exhaustion from the five hours he had battled to save the life of the villagers and then himself.
As he sat contemplating the battle, a small noise brought him back to the world of living.
Finding nothing else to do, he followed the sound, wand raised just incase.
What he saw moved him beyond words.
He could see five bodies, belonging to various men and women lying protectively over a small girl. A girl no older than himself, when he was orphaned. Five dead bodies all protecting the child.
Make that four dead bodies and one almost dead body.
Quickly he moved the dead bodies away from the woman and child. He realized that the woman could not be saved, not at the rate she was bleeding. And he was no healer. But suddenly she opened her beautiful blue eyes, and met his nearly dead emerald ones. Those crystal blue eyes pierced through his soul, making him feel as if he was being judged. Apparently he had been found worthy for the words that followed the inspection were those that would one day lead to his salvation.
"Please protect my daughter. Please make sure that she is safe. I beg you Mr. Potter. Please fulfil this dying mothers wish. Please don't make my sacrifice go in vain."
Like an arrow through his heart, the words touched his soul. His life flashed in front of his eyes. James Potter trying to save his wife and son. Lily Potter jumping in front of the killing curse. Being left on the Dursleys' front door. His years in the dark, cold cupboard. Being chased and bullied by Dudley and his gang. The abuse he suffered under the 'care' of Petunia and Vernon. And in that instant he knew what he was going to do with his life. He would live it.
"I, Harry James Potter, do hereby swear on my magic that I shall always protect and cherish your daughter like my own, to the best of my abilities. So mote it be."
A smile appeared on the dying mother's face. "So mote it be."
A blinding light encompassed the entire room before settling in his body. With another smile the mother uttered her final words to the young wizard who would now be her daughter's father.
"Her name is Alina. She loves fairy tales and eating grapes. On the right corner of this room, under the black tile, I have kept some letters for such an occurrence. Also on my neck is goblin necklace that matches the one around her neck. Please wear it always. Have a good life Harry. And thank-you for everything."
With a final smile that made his heart ache, the mother passed away. Her body lay like an angel who had completed her mission and would now watch over them from above.
Harry quickly collected the letters and gently removed the necklace from the angel. Carefully collecting the baby, Harry looked once at the angel and then at the child. His daughter.
"Lets go find a new home, Alina Lillian Potter."
And with that a father and his daughter disappeared.