I've been toying with the idea of this fanfic for a while, but when I saw the news about the attacks in London, I decided to get on and write it. Compared to other countries England, my home country, hasn't had many terrorism acts taken place, but they are getting more frequent. First the Westminster ones, then the Ariana Grande Manchester and now near London bridge. I don't know anyone who was even nearby when the attach took place, but I realised how much my generation are like Lily and James', we're living in a world that is divided and I think it's important to spread the message in small acts of defiance. TERRORISM IS IN NO WAY OKAY. This is my small act of defiance, this take a fictional world, but it applies to many people in the world today.
Can you all join me in raising our wands to all those who have died in acts terror, not just in England but all over the world. /*
A ginger haired witch gazed out of the window out into the starry night. The sky was inky midnight blue with small pinpricks of far of stars littering it. She sighed.
"What's the matter?" A tall wizard with messy black hair asked while rocking their son back and forth.
"I don't know. I just wish we could turn back time, to the good old days." She said, her eyes glazing over.
"What where you hated me?" He smiled.
"I didn't mean that." She sighed again. "It's just, everyone's so caught up in this war, I think most of them have forgotten why they're fighting."
"To make the world a better place." Her husband walked over to her and handed their son to her. She smiled down at him. He looked like his father, except for his eyes. He had her eyes. She was glad of that. When she was little she hated being a redhead and the only feature about herself she liked were her eyes. "To stop people from killing and torturing muggles and muggle borns. To give our son a better chance in this world." A tear fell from Lily's eyes.
"It seems like we're doing nothing. All our friends are fighting in this war, and we're just sitting back and letting them." She says.
"You know why though. He'll kill us if he finds us. Dumbledore explained this to us."
"I dunno. I just feel guilty." She sighed. "And he didn't show us any evidence." She added. James held his finger up to his cheek and stroked it down to her chin, turning it so she faces him.
"I'd rather be safe in here with you, than constantly worrying about You know who and his followers trying to kill you and Harry."
"I know, I just wish there was more we could do." James smiled.
"I can write to Dumbledore and ask for my invisibility cloak back." James says.
"No." Lily said, standing up and walking to Harry's cot to place him gently back in it. "I wouldn't want to bother him. Not at a time like this. Anyway, Sirius is coming around tomorrow." She said.
"That'll certainly liven things up a bit." James chuckled.
"I think I'll go and write a letter to Tuney, I can give it to Sirius to post it tomorrow."
"Why do you write to her?" James asked as she kissed the sleeping Harry. "She never writes back."
"Petunia was upset when I was a witch and she wasn't. I got all the attention. I didn't want it, but she was always jealous. Even if she always hates me, I want her to know I'm always here. We've argued over the years but that doesn't change the car we're sisters. I need to warn her to try to keep inside as much as possible so He who must not be named doesn't try to go after her."
"If he was going to do that, he'd have done it by now." James said.
"Will you just drop it?" Lily snapped suddenly. Then she immediately felt guilty. "Look, I'm sorry. I'm just tired."
"It's okay." James slid his arms around her waist. "Fancy a butterbeer to relax?" He asked. She smiled.
"Only a small one." She, walking through to the living room and flopping onto a sofa. She picked up a copy of Witches Weekly and started flicking through it,though she wasn't really paying much attention.
"Here." James bought her a foaming mug. She took it and put the magazine down. She took a long sip and smiled to herself.
"Thanks." He was right. She just needed to relax a bit and stop worrying and feeling guilty.
"Fancy a dance?" James asked, docking his wand to turn the radio on. Lily took another sip and nodded. James took the mug off her and put it next to his on the table and put his hand on her waist. Ply put her arms up around his neck and they swayed slowly to the music.
"I am afraid we have had to interrupt this broadcast with some news on another death eater attack." The radio crackled. Lily gasped in horror and sank back down onto the sofa.
"I wonder who it is." James said.
"We are not aware of many details yet but what we do know is that four or five death eaters flew into Diagon Alley and blasted curses at everyone there. There have been ten confirmed deaths: Cerys Abbot, Uriah Daisley, Quint Weasley, Melodie Clearwater, Carl Macmillan, Paul Fault, Ophelia Fault, Yemesi Kingsley, Zachariah Tunya and Thalia Bent. There are also at least fifteen more being treated in St Mungos, we ask that the wizarding community remain calm. Aurors were at the scene in a matter of minutes and we captured three deaths Ayers at the scene. We will continue to investigate to find out the identities of the last two. We ask if anyone is concerned about a family or friend please contact St Mungos or Auror head office to find out if they were injured or not in the attack. If anyone has any information that may help with the investigation into this attack please contact Auror head office as soon as you possibly can." The broadcast crackled to the end and the song resumed playing. Tears flowed down Lily's face as she picked up her wand and held it in the air, the tip lit up.
James did the same and with his free hand he held Lily's hand and squeezed it gently. When was this war ever going to end?