Hello readers, here's the first chapter of my first fanfic. Hope you like it.
Disclamer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the other character's in her that you know. God, do I look like J.K. to you people?
It was evening on Halloween at Godric's Hollow, the residence of Lily and James Potter. Lily had just come down stairs from putting Harry to bed; she sat down onto the couch next to James as five-year-old Krystal layed on the floor coloring a drawing that she had done of her family. Her green eyes were sparkling, filled with an overwhelming happiness as she brushed some of her brown hair, which had a reddish gleam in the light of the room, from her face. The happy family was soon interrupted by an ill chill in the air as the Dark Lord Voldemort appeared at their doorstep.
"Lily, take Harry and Krystal and run!" said James urgently as he took out his wand. Lily nodded and hesitantly went upstairs to get Harry; Krystal followed after her, until she tripped and then hid behind the couch, as Voldemort blew open the door.
"You have crossed me for the last time, Potter!" screamed Voldemort, who already had his wand brandished.
Krystal let out a small whimper; Voldemort looked over at her and changed the aim of his wand to her. James darted between them as a jet of red light flew from Voldemort's wand, knocking the two into the kitchen. Quickly James hid Krystal inside the china cabinet and magically locked it.
Unable to see what was happening, Krystal huddled in the cabinet and didn't move. Without warning she heard Voldemort yell, "Avada Kadavra!" and saw a green light filter through the grooves of the door, followed by an eerie silence filled with his maniacal laughter, which died out as he 'seemingly' disappeared.
Krystal sat in the overwhelming silence for a while more; then she heard the sound of a motorcycle landing outside of the house. She pushed against the door, but it wouldn't budge. She heard the sound of heavy footsteps, as someone entered the house. She fell silent once more, unsure of what to do.
Around an hour later, Krystal heard a crack outside of the door and finally started yelling, "Please, someone let me out! Someone, please help me!" She banged against the door of the cabinet.
The door unsealed and opened; Krystal saw that she had been saved by an old man with half-moon spectacles, wearing a purple cloak. "Are you all right?" he asked kindly as he helped her out of the cabinet.
Well there it is, chapter one. I hope that you liked it, even thoulgh it's a bit short.
-Desiree