Falls On Me: Prologue
By Fire.Phoenix121
Disclaimer: Nope, unfortunately I'm not J.K. Rowling, nor do I own Harry Potter (though, I wish I did).
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Sixteen year old James Potter sat on his bed, leaning against the headboard. He gazed out of the window at the glistening night sky, like a huge black canopy with stains of light shining through. Moments like these were rare for him, where he just got to sit and mull everything over. There were a lot of things to think about; his family, his friends, Hogwarts, Quidditch, Lily Evans...but most importantly, the war that everyone knew would soon be upon them.
There was a new Dark Lord rising to power at an alarming rate. There were often mysterious killings and murders, and no one knew exactly who was behind them all. Of course, everyone knew the Death Eaters were responsible, but they were sly and secretive, making it hard for the Ministry to track them down. Voldemort was gathering followers, which were rapidly increasing in number. They did horrible things. They blew Frank Longbottom's house to smithereens in search of his father, a top Auror in the Ministry. They targeted the strong people with power and tried to get them on their side. Many of the pureblood families were very into the ideas that Voldemort had, and were encouraging their children to join. Like the Black family. They had used the Cruciatus Curse on Sirius in an attempt to get him to become a Death Eater. Yes, James remembered the night when had turned up bruised and bleeding on his doorstep...bruised and bleeding, but not yet broken. Sirius was strong and moved on even through James knew that on that night a part of Sirius' heart had shattered.
He sighed deeply. He wished Sirius had a loving family who cared for him and loved him for who he was. But unfortunately, that wasn't the case. The Potters had become his family, the ones who he could turn to and rely on. He was like James' brother and a second son to RIchard and Emily Potter. They all loved him very much and took him in with open arms. And Sirius was happy.
James would be returning to Hogwarts for his seventh year in just a number of weeks. He couldn't wait to go, but at the same time, he never wanted to go back. He knew that if he did, it would be his last year. He never wanted to leave Hogwarts...his home. His sanctuary. His shield from the outside world full of evil and darkness. But he knew that one day he would have to say goodbye to the castle and all the amazing times he had there. A determined expression set itself on his face. If this was his last year, he would make the best of it. He would make sure he that he achieved his goal. He would win Lily Evans over...well, at least try to. He knew that it would be hard. He knew that he had to change. But he'd do it. For her. He'd have to stop asking her out the whole time and he'd have to limit his pranking and hexing Slytherins to when she wasn't there. This was his last year, his last chance, and he wanted her to be his.
James was looking forward to his seventh year, but little did he know, it would be more eventful then he ever expected. He would learn that friendship and trust were vital; that bravery and courage were needed to triumph; and that he always had to cling on to that last bit of hope, even if there was none left. He would learn that when darkness overtakes us, it falls on everyone to find a light.
When you have come to the edge of all the light you have
And step into the darkness of the unknown
Believe that one of the two will happen to you
Either you'll find something solid to stand on
Or you'll be taught how to fly.
-- Richard Bach
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Author's Note: Well, that's the end of my Prologue.
I just want to clear a few things up that'll come up frequently in the next chapters:
When text is in italics it either means a flashback, a recap, or a dream. You should be able to tell, because normal people don't fall asleep in the middle of a conversation...or do they? OO Well, my characters don't. If the text is in 'italics with those little one-quote thingys around them' then that's a thought a character is thinking. Err...yeah, I hope that explained everything properly.
I'd really like to know your opinions and any constructive criticism, if you have any. Suggestions are always welcome, too. Well, I'm off to watch POTC. See you in the next chapter! And remember...
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