1Hey this is 2Mrs. Potter! This is my first Fanfiction story so please be nice to me. I love Harry Potter to DEATH!!!!!!! Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Otherwise I would be a billionaire, and I would write another sequel and HARRY POTTER WOULD BE MINE! HAHAHAHAHA! But it belongs to J. K. Rowling. She is AWESOME! Hope you love my story!
The Tragic Night
Chapter One
Lily and James were with Albus Dumbledore on that fateful night. Harry, Lily and James' son, was being watched by his grandmother. That night Voldemort made his way up the Potters' garden path to their front door. He was hoping Lily and James were there. They had already escaped him twice, they weren't going to a third time. The door opened with a swipe of his wand. "Upstairs," he thought when he didn't see anyone on the ground floor.
"Who's that coming up the stairs?" Mrs. Evans thought. "Lily and James won't be back for another half-hour." She tuned and saw that Harry was still asleep. She stood in front of Harry's crib. A few moments later she drew a breath as a snakelike face peered into the bedroom. "It's him! He-who-must-not-be-named!" she thought, panicking.
"Not Harry please! Don't kill Harry!" she cried.
"Stand aside!" his snakelike hiss menacing, "Stand aside and you will be spared."
"Not Harry, please, not Harry! NO!" she screamed and, with a flash of green light, collapsed to the floor.
At that scream the baby woke up. He looked into Voldemort's face and started to laugh. He thought it was his dad playing with his grandma. After a few minutes he started to cry. It wasn't his dad, it was a stranger.
Voldemort got irritated after Harry had been crying for a while. The kids in the orphanage had always done this and it annoyed him.
Finally he couldn't wait any longer. The sound was so irritating he had to make it stop.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort screamed. Then he felt agonizing pain. Pain beyond what he had ever felt before. Pain worse than when he made himself immortal. "Is this what it feels like to die?" he asked himself. "Why is this happening to me? Is the baby dead?"
As he fled Voldemort saw that half of the house was destroyed. All he could feel was pain. Finally, after what seemed forever, he got past the Potters' gate and vanished.
"Did you have fun honey?" Lily asked her husband.
"It felt good to be out of the house, even if we were disguised."
"Yes, it did feel good to be...WHAT HAPPENED?" she shrieked, dropping off in the middle of her sentence.
"What's wrong dear?" James asked urgently, looking at her.
"The house!"
"What? Oh my God! The baby!"
"MOM! MOM!" Lily shouted, throwing James' Invisibility Cloak off of her. She ran to the house calling, "Mom! Mom! Harry!"
"Lily, wait! It may not be safe!" James yelled, running after her, the Invisibility Cloak tucked under his arm.
Lily was now in the house running from room to room on the ground floor. Half of the stairs were left. "Mom! Harry!" she called. She had just started climbing the stairs when James caught up with her. Then she stepped on a stair and it broke. She screamed, "JAMES!" and he caught her.
"Thanks!"
"Be more careful dear."
"But the baby!"
James' eyes got huge, "Harry!"
"I haven't heard a sound. Oh, Harry! He's got to be upstairs. Mom too!"
"Okay, me first."
James carefully climbed the stairs, Lily close behind. They reached the second floor and hurried from room to room. When they reached the baby's room they didn't hear a sound behind the closed door. They looked at each other fearfully and opened the door.
Harry was laying by his grandma, eyes closed, spread-eagled. As his mom and dad made their way over to him he stirred. Lily and James sighed with relief.
"Harry!" Lily cried.
At his mother's voice Harry opened his eyes and cried, "Mama!"
"Oh you're okay! Mom?" Lily asked, fearing the worst.
"I'm sorry dear. She's dead. Look," he turned Mrs. Evans' head, "her eyes are open and blank."
"Who? Who did this?"
"There's only one person who could've done this much damage."
"Voldemort. I know." Lily replied.
James swore badly. "Why did we listen to Sirius? Damn Pettigrew. Thanks to him your mother's dead. I'd love to get my hands on him."
"So would I dear, but calm down."
"Lily!" James suddenly yelled, making her jump out of her skin.
"What!?"
"On Harry's forehead! A scar! I'm sending an owl to the Ministry!"
"Dumbledore too dear. He'd want to know. My poor boy! Voldemort must have tried to kill him! Mother probably died trying to protect him for us. She loved him as much as we did. Oh mother! Why didn't Harry die though?"
"I don't know, but I just sent the owls. Dumbledore should be here soon. The Ministry too. They'll track down Pettigrew. Dumbledore will fix the house. I hope he can." James added as an afterthought.
"I'm sure he will dear. Now let's just get down from here. I'll take Harry. Will you bring mom's body?"
"Sure."
"Thanks dear." Lily was in numb shock. She was doing everything, even walking and talking, unconsciously. She carefully went downstairs and into the garden. She sat in the garden making Harry happy as they waited for the Ministry and Dumbledore.
Dumbledore arrived first. When he saw the house he sped up the path towards the Potters. When he got there he asked, "What happened?"
"We're not sure. The house was like this when we arrived. We found Harry upstairs. H's got a scar."
"Where?"
"His forehead. Harry was still in his room when we got up there."
"My mom too." Lily interrupted, "Gone."
"I'm sorry Lily. Did you send and owl to the Ministry?"
"Yes. I put to come immediately. Would there be anyone there?" James asked.
"There should be someone there. But there very well may not be. I'll send an owl to Moody. He'll alert the other Aurors."
"Alastor? Are you sure? Isn't he supposed to be mad? They call him Mad-Eye now, I've heard."
"That's what they all say, but I don't believe it. He's a great Auror really. He's filled a quarter of the cells in Azkaban already. Now, about Harry's scar. It looks like Tom tried to kill him, but didn't succeed. It looks like, from the ruin of the house, the spell rebounded upon himself. He'll have that scar forever. Even if I could I wouldn't do anything about it anyway. Scars can be useful."
"Why did Harry survive?" Lily asked.
"It looks like your mother sacrificed herself for him. He was saved by love. Something Tom overlooked."
"You keep calling Voldemort Tom. Why?"
"He used to go to school when I was teaching. I taught Transfiguration. You remember don't you? I guess not."
"The Ministry's still not here. You should send an owl to Moody. He and the other Aurors need to track Pettigrew down. He betrayed us." James answered the questioning look on Albus' face. "I can't believe it. I trusted him, counted him as a friend. Why would he do this? How could he be in the league with Voldemort?"
"I should've been your Secret Keeper. Oh, look someone's here. Stop!" he addressed the stranger. "What's your name?"
"Severus Snape. Death Eater. Turned spy for Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Heard about the Potters' house and came here."
"Snape! Get out of here!" James yelled.
"It's okay James. He's telling the truth. Come on over Severus."
"Lily are you okay?" Snape asked earnestly.
"Fine, Sev."
"Sev! What're you calling him Sev for?"
"Forget it. It's alright Harry." Lily cooed to her son.
"Where's Mad-Eye Albus?" James asked, keeping an eye on Snape, who made his way over to Lily.
"He should be here soon with the other Aurors James."
"Aurors." Snape snapped. "Why the hell are you brining the Aurors here?"
"Pettigrew," was all James said.
"What's Pettigrew got to do with this? He's your pal. What is this about Pettigrew?" he asked Lily.
"You should know. You're a Death Eater." James said.
"I don't have any idea what you're talking about."
"He betrayed us, Sev. He was our Secret Keeper. He betrayed us." Lily had tears in her eyes and Snape put an arm around her. She pulled away. James went over and put an arm around her. She snuggled closer to him.
"Lily," Snape started, but then stopped at the look from Dumbledore, which Lily and James both saw. Lily didn't say a thing, but James asked, "What's this all about? Lily why do you call Snape Sev? What is it you were going to say to Lily Snape? Tell me!"
Snape didn't say a thing. He just raised his wand and a silver doe shot from it. James and Albus gasped, but Lily said, "Sev!" and raised her wand. The exact same doe shot from her wand. James pulled her closer to him.
"I see now." James said, "Who do you like Lily? Me or him?"
"Who do you think?" she snapped, and didn't say another word.
"Severus, you'd better go. Alastor and the other Aurors will show up any minute now." Dumbledore said, to break the awkward silence. Snape grasped Lily's hand, nodded to James, murmured, "Thanks," to Dumbledore, and disapparated as soon as he got past the gate.
A couple of minutes later Alastor and the other Aurors arrived. They wound up the path in single file, Alastor leading the rest.
"What's happened here Albus?" Moody asked.
"You should ask them Alastor, not me. Hi Kingsley, Dwalish."
They raised their hands in greeting to the Headmaster.
The Aurors gathered around Lily and James and Lily told the story. After Lily was finished Alastor asked, "So why do you need us?"
It was James who answered. "To catch the traitor of course!" He burst, "Pettigrew. I thought he was my friend. We made him Secret Keeper. He handed us to Tom. He wanted us dead!"
"Tom?"
"Voldemort, Alastor." Dumbledore replied.
"Right. Well we're on it. Anything else we can do for anyone? Dumbledore?"
"No, bye."
The Aurors hurried back up the path and, before they got halfway up the path, everyone heard a roaring sound. The Aurors hurried back to Lily and James and hid them from sight. A huge motorcycle came down out of the sky and landed just outside the gate. Albus hurried over to the man astride it with his wand out. He asked the man a question, which the man answered, then lowered his wand. As they came closer, by peeking through the legs of the Aurors, James realized that it was Sirius. He told Lily, then called out, "Padfoot!"
"Prongs? Are you alright? What about Lily and Harry?"
"We're all fine!" The Aurors had moved by now and James went and gave his best friend a hug.
"What happened? Half of your house has been destroyed."
"I'd noticed."
"I'll tell you Sirius. They've had to relive it enough." Dumbledore cut in, before anyone could say another word.
The Aurors left as Albus told the horrifying story of how half of the Potters' house was blown away. Sirius had a look of horror on his face that nobody could stand to look at. Nobody spoke for a long time. Finally Sirius asked, "Where's Harry? Where's my godson? I want to see him."
Lily handed Harry to Sirius, who was happy at the peaceful look on Harry's face, but troubled by Harry's scar.
"Do you need a place to stay for a while?" Sirius asked his friends.
"Well, we're not sure. Dumbledore, can you fix our house?" Lily asked.
"I can't. I'm sorry."
"Well I guess we're staying with you for a while Padfoot, old pal." James said.
"I guess." Lily sighed.
At that time Harry woke up and saw Sirius' face above him. He smiled and started to laugh. It was almost impossible to keep from smiling when Harry laughed. It was so contagious. As Dumbledore looked down at Harry he said, "I'll contact you sometime, somehow tomorrow. Lily, James, don't dwell on what happened here. Think of other things."
"Dumbledore!" Sirius called.
"Yes?"
"I think you should come with us really quick. I don't have the Fidelus Charm on my house, and I'm sure Lily and James would agree with me for you to be Secret Keeper."
"Yes we would." Lily and James said.
"Alright, but it's got to be quick. I've got other things to do tonight. Shall we go now?"
"Yes. I don't want to stay here any longer." Lily said, then, "Wait! What about mom's body? We have to bury it. Have a funeral."
"Here. I'll take and put it some where safe. When you decide when you're going to have the funeral and where, contact me and let me know." Dumbledore replied to Lily's question.
"Thanks Dumbledore. You've done so much for us tonight. I can't thank you enough."
"Don't worry about it. You needed it."
After those few words all disapparated, Dumbledore taking Sirius' bike with him. They arrived at the walk to Sirius' house almost at the same time. Dumbledore showed up a little bit later with the motorbike.
"Thanks! I practically forgot about it. We've had a lot go on tonight."
"I understand. Let's get this over with now. I'll put the charm on, be Secret Keeper, then tell you two," he indicated Lily and James, "the address of the house so you can get in with Sirius."
Dumbledore did all he said, said his goodbyes, and disapparated.
Everyone hurried inside. Dumbledore had put the address into writing and showed them, rather than telling them as an extra precaution. After he showed them, he set the paper on fire.
"Harry will be with us in our room." Lily said. "I feel like he's been through enough tonight he doesn't need to go through more. I want him so close. I should've been there to protect mom."
"Dear! Think about what you're saying! Would you rather have your mom die and Harry have parents, or you die and Harry have to live with your sister Petunia?"
"I'd rather be here with mom."
"That doesn't answer my question." James contradicted.
"Harry have us." she said, defeated.
"Let's drop this. Prongs, Lily's been through enough tonight. She lost her mom and almost lost her only son. I know he's your son too, but think. What if she had lost Harry as well as her mom? Now, why don't we all go to bed and forget this whole thing until morning. Goodnight Prongs. Goodnight Lily, it's alright. I'm glad I showed up. Now you, your obnoxious husband, and your son have a home for a while."
Lily couldn't help but smile when Sirius added 'obnoxious'. "Thanks Sirius. We would've asked to stay with you anyway." she said.
With a wave of his wand Sirius made two sleeping bags appear. "Hang on." he said, "I'll go get a crib for Harry."
While Sirius was gone Lily and James got into their nightclothes, and Lily had just finished putting Harry's on when Sirius came back with the crib.
"Have a good sleep. Don't worry about what happened. 'Night Lily. 'Night James."
"'Night Sirius." Lily and James chorused, and Lily handed Harry to Sirius.
"'Night Harry, my little godson." Sirius cooed.
He handed Harry back and left the room.
Lily put Harry to bed as James crawled into his sleeping bag. When Harry was covered and asleep, Lily got into her sleeping bag, which was right next to James'. Each one of them dropped off to sleep sometime that night.