It was a cold, stormy night in the town of Godric's Hollow. Every light in every house was dim or out except for the last house in the neighbourhood on a small hill surrounded by rhodadenron. One light was on in that house, and a small crying could be heard from the room.
" Schhh!" A woman cooed her small child beside a cradle, rocking it back and forth, back and forth. The woman's curly auburn hair swung down to her midback and floated beautifully in the breeze from teh slightly cracked window. Her large, brilliant green eyes strayed from the window to her beloved child. He was restless tonight, and had been for about a week. She held him closer to her and hummed a lullaby her best friend would always sing him, it always seemed to calm him down, but it didn't. He squirmed about in her arms under a light blue, wool blanket his grandmother had made for him. His tiny arms reached up and rubbed his large green eyes tiredly. They were her eyes. She sighed as she kissed him on his black, hair covered head and then placed him gently in the cradle. She rocked it slightly and then walked out of the room, turning the light off.
She then walked down the hall into a dark room, half expecting to see her husband alseep from his hard day at work. But he was the exact opposite of what she had expected. He was lying on his back, his forest green eyes wide open under his black framed glasses and the aray of black fringe. He smiled slightly when he saw her and got up. He walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist he kissed her lovingly and then put his head on her shoulder.
" Is Harry alseep yet?" He had been deeply concerned about his only son, who hadn't been sleeping very well for weeks now. He kissed his wife again. She looked up at his gently and kissed him back more softly before replying.
" I only just got him to sleep. Oh, James, why does He have to come after us?" Tears welled up in the bottom of her gorgoues eyes as she waited for him to speak. She kissed him again as he opened his mouth to answer her, but the doorbell rung from not the front door, but the back.
James looked up startled. Who could that be? At this time at night? He reluctintly moved his arms from his wife, Lily's waist and strode quietly to the door. He waited slowly by the door, not wanting to open it at all.
A knock came. First one, then two, then three. It repeated in the same fashion. One, two, three. James exhaled in relief, he knew who it was. She had probably felt the strangness in the air as they did, and had come to check on them to be sure of their safetly. He opened the door slightly.
There stood a woman. In the dark it looked almost as if she was an elf. She had jet black hair that whipped in her face at the sudden cold wind, and deep, chocolate eyes that looked at him anxiously. She smiled sternly and then embraced him like a long lost brother.
" Thank God you all are safe!" She said quickly, she hugged his neck and then stepped into the house quietly. The Irish lady took off a heavy coat and slipped off a pair of Wellington boots in which James recognized to be her husband, his friend, Remus' boots. He smiled warmly as he took her coat and hung it on the coat hanger while the lady looked around curiously.
" Where are Harry and Lily?" She asked, a stiffness in her voice as if she was worried that they would not be here. Her pale face reflecting the flames burning light in the hearth. He smiled kindly, she was always worried about her Godson.
" They're upstairs Venna. Why did you come at this hour?" He was really wondering why Venna would leave the Lupin Manor in England to come here, now. Venna turned and gave him a stern, concerned look and then hung her head. She looked up out of the window towards the night sky, James followed suit.
There, in all her power and rage, was the full moon. Shining down her cursed rays of sliver light onto the dreaded world. It seemed to James that the moon was laughing at them, there, greiving her presence. It was Diana's time, the full moon.
" Venna, I'm sorry I mentioned_" But he was cut off by her tearfull glance as she turned and walked up the stairs to Lily's room. James hung his head, he never should have mentioned that. He hated when she looked at him like that, she looked like she was in pain, and she was. Every full moon she was torn from her only true love whom she loved more dearly than anything else in the world, James thought. He downcast his glance from the shining Halloween light as he followed her upstairs.
Venna had already found Lily and was now cooing her softly about the strangeness in the air. James waited by the doorstep, not wanting to disturb anything. Suddenly Venna looked up at him, she bit her lower lip and then turned to Lily once more. James looked at her curiously, what was she talking about? He shrugged it off as Venna hugged Lily's neck and embraced her tightly, as she had done him. Lily hugged her best friend back, not noticing that her husband had gone.
James had gone to his son's room. Harry was still not alseep, he reached out and groped at his father when he saw him. James threw a smile at his son and then picked him up playfully, making sound affects to match the aroma of flying. His son giggled and then said in his tiny voice.
" Dada!" James grinned widely at his son's remark and answred in the same baby voice,
" Harry! Harry!" Harry giggled again, louder than the last time. James loved his son and wife more than anything in the world, and if the strangeness in the air was right, he may not have much more time with them. He hugged his small son tigtly to his chest and fell backwards onto the extra bed that Venna usually slept in while visting to be with Harry. Harry landed on James' chest and giggled happily as he spit at his father. That was their little joke. James smiled at his son, he was going to be a marauder someday, James knew it.
Downstairs Venna opened the door and stepped out into the cold again. She looked up in time to see James twirl Harry around in his room. She smiled, but then closed her eyes, she would have to wait, yes, wait.
James had put Harry to sleep again right after James heard the back door open and close decretely. James sighed as he saw Venna hurry down the street and look back at the house one last time before disapperating. He walked up to Lily in the ahllway who was chewing the end of her hair. He laughed inwardly, remembering how that had started. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her close.
" James, I'm going to check on Harry, just to be sure he's safe!' Lily broke away from her husband in order to check on her restless son. She walked up the stairs with great nervousness and opened the door to her son's room.
He was still alseep, barely, but he was. His tiny eyelids bored slowly as though he sensed her coming. Lily reached into the crib and picked him up gently. He did not grope onto her shirt like he normally did but he nestled his head upon her neck. Slowly and softly she began to sing a lullaby, but not just any lullaby. In fact it was not a lullaby at all. It was a strong protection charm that she knew that may, if any thing did happen that night, protect her lovely son. (( You guessed it, the tune that is in HP movie! Hedwig's theme))
Moons will pass so slowly
Stars refuse to shine
And evil will find the impure heart
And lead to the depths of lies
But never fear for love is near
And you should never fret my child
For I will never leave your side
No matter how dark the night
Lily placed Harry back in his crib with his wool blanket after she sealed the charm with a kiss on Harry's forehead. She sighed as she turned the light off again and went down stairs again. There she found James, sitting by the fire, thinking. The fire light illuminated the tired young face of James Harry Potter. He looked up at her, he seemed to be or have been crying. Lily came up behind him and kissed his cheek.
Lily than went into the kitchen and brewed some hot tea for her and her husband. The kettle was steaming when Lily heard a strange scratching at the window near the Aga. No! Lily thought. Nothing could be there..nothing at all. She continued to watch the window in hope of just seeing a neighbourhood cat or something usual.
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A cloaked figure strode down the road of Godric's Hollow. It's hand writhing inside its cloak, finally drawing a thin, light wand. The figure opened the white fence outside the Potter's cottage. It continued its stride until it reached the back door. It did not knock, but instead it pointed its wand through the keyhole in the door and whispered, " Alomohorma!" The door cracked up slightly, only wide enough for the figure to slip in unoticed.
The figure stepped silently into the living room where a young man sat looking at the fire infrontof him. Th efigure smiled and then muttered, " Noximussi!" The fire went out with a pop, and James Potter turned while drawing his wand , facing death.
" James Potter, you are a brave, coragous man. But a fool to try to back out of Death. Here I am, Lord Voldemort and I am here to prove my power. There is no way to escape James. Not for you, or your wife or your son." Voldemort drew off his cloak and shone with power infront of James.
James stumbled, how could he be here? James drew his wand and held it at his side, and then, at the top of his lungs his yelled to his wife, she may be able to escape, with Harry.
" Lily, its Him! Take Harry and RUN!!" James watched Lily run in the hall in the darkness, while pleading with him to run with them.
" Voldemort, I am not scared of you. I am not crumbled by your presence. Go, and leave us. We have no right to die, but if I have to, I will die for Lily and Harry."
Voldemort smiled evily as he gripped his wand and held it out infront of him. " Foolish Potter! You will never escape from me!" James' colour in his face drained as he looked directly into the red eyes of Voldemort.
" I am not afraid to die Voldemort!" James bellowed back, knowing he would die, he thought quickly over his life. He had everything how he wanted it. Not exactly, his son, Harry, woudl never be able to be a marauder! But James held his head high, he looked up at the stairwell, there was Lily, she still hadn't gotten Harry, she was crying. He looked at her and mouthed the words, I love you.
" Then you will die, Goodbye Potter!" Voldemort held out his wand forward and pointed it at James' chest. " Avada Kedarva!"
A blinding flash of green light came hurtled towards James and hit him sqaure in the chest. The very presence of death struck James in the chest as he fell backwards, dead before he touched the ground.
" JAMES!" Lily yelled from the staircase, crying in hysterics she looked at the face of the late James Potter.
Voldemort shot his bloodstreaked glance up at Lily. He streaked up the stairs, chasing the still crying Lily into Harry's room at the end of the hall.
Lily ran into Harry's room, shutting the door and locking it behind her. Then she darted over to Harry's crib and grabbed her darling child out of the crib. Sh eheld him close as she sang her lullaby to him. All the while Voldemort was banging on the door.
A burst of red light blasted through the door as the door came crashing down, almost hitting Lily and Harry. Voldemort reached out to Lily while whispering softly.
" Lily, I do not want you, you do not have to die like your ' brave' husband." He tried his best to keep his voice from yelling. His gloved hands groping at the baby boy in Lily's arms.
" Voldemort, you can kill me...just please don't kill Harry!" Lily screamed as she turned her back to the wreched man. She would die for her son, and someone would be there for him. She thought hard to get a hold of Venna before she would die.
" GIVE THE BOY TO ME STUPID GIRL!" Voldemort screamed, now in hysterics. His hand hit Lily's back painfully as she hit the floor with a thud, still clutching her son tightly. Lily knew she barely had anymore time left. She bent and kissed Harry on the side of the forehead.
" Please!" Lily screamed through her tears, " Please, kill me....Take me...just don't kill Harry!" She kissed Harry again on the same place, he was now crying slightly. He knew something was happening, something that would affect the rest of his life.
Lily knew that her life would end in a matter of seconds, she thought back on her life. Sirius, she could only hope that he would take care of her son for her. And Venna, what would poor Venna do without her.
" Then you will die you foolish girl, die like the rest did." Voldemort held his wand up to Lily and sighed.
" You would have been able to do great things Lily, Avada Kedarva!" Another rush of green light sped towards Lily, this hitting her in the back. A rush of memories flooded her, and as the last bit of life drained out of her body, she looked down at her baby in her now limp arms, then her head fell limp on the cold floor.
Voldemort laughed coldly and loudly as he turned to Harry Potter, the last of the disgusting family. He smirked as he twisted his wand in his hand, this was too easy. Killing a mere baby, the Prewetts had had a baby, and he killed it too. He held his wand up to Harry's head and said the cold, dirty words that were the end to so many people's lives.
Harry looked at Voldemort. Tears welled up in his large, beautiful green eyes.
" Avada Kedarva!" Voldemort whispered terribly. But nothing happened at first. A sudden chill of wind sprang up from the back of the house, tearing down the sturdy wall behind the two. The wind blew into Voldemort from the back, spreading through his veins and bones. Voldemort screamed in terror as the new thing to him blasted through his body, knocking not only the wind out of him, but the very spirit of him.
His body was swept up in a whirlwind of smoke, his face twisted out of recognition and varies parts of his body torn apart and thrown into beyond. He screamed one last time, the words he would never forget.
' Harry.....Potter."
Behind the dust and rubble lay a fifteen month baby, curled up near his mother's arms. He was renndered unconcious, and blood spilled from his forhead, the spot where his mother had kissed him. It was oddly shaped, the nasty cut, for it had been the only scar he had from that horrible event. And in the wind, a lullaby swept throught all of the many houses in Godric's Hollow, waking everyone around them....and making the retreating Venna stop dead in her tracks.
" Schhh!" A woman cooed her small child beside a cradle, rocking it back and forth, back and forth. The woman's curly auburn hair swung down to her midback and floated beautifully in the breeze from teh slightly cracked window. Her large, brilliant green eyes strayed from the window to her beloved child. He was restless tonight, and had been for about a week. She held him closer to her and hummed a lullaby her best friend would always sing him, it always seemed to calm him down, but it didn't. He squirmed about in her arms under a light blue, wool blanket his grandmother had made for him. His tiny arms reached up and rubbed his large green eyes tiredly. They were her eyes. She sighed as she kissed him on his black, hair covered head and then placed him gently in the cradle. She rocked it slightly and then walked out of the room, turning the light off.
She then walked down the hall into a dark room, half expecting to see her husband alseep from his hard day at work. But he was the exact opposite of what she had expected. He was lying on his back, his forest green eyes wide open under his black framed glasses and the aray of black fringe. He smiled slightly when he saw her and got up. He walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist he kissed her lovingly and then put his head on her shoulder.
" Is Harry alseep yet?" He had been deeply concerned about his only son, who hadn't been sleeping very well for weeks now. He kissed his wife again. She looked up at his gently and kissed him back more softly before replying.
" I only just got him to sleep. Oh, James, why does He have to come after us?" Tears welled up in the bottom of her gorgoues eyes as she waited for him to speak. She kissed him again as he opened his mouth to answer her, but the doorbell rung from not the front door, but the back.
James looked up startled. Who could that be? At this time at night? He reluctintly moved his arms from his wife, Lily's waist and strode quietly to the door. He waited slowly by the door, not wanting to open it at all.
A knock came. First one, then two, then three. It repeated in the same fashion. One, two, three. James exhaled in relief, he knew who it was. She had probably felt the strangness in the air as they did, and had come to check on them to be sure of their safetly. He opened the door slightly.
There stood a woman. In the dark it looked almost as if she was an elf. She had jet black hair that whipped in her face at the sudden cold wind, and deep, chocolate eyes that looked at him anxiously. She smiled sternly and then embraced him like a long lost brother.
" Thank God you all are safe!" She said quickly, she hugged his neck and then stepped into the house quietly. The Irish lady took off a heavy coat and slipped off a pair of Wellington boots in which James recognized to be her husband, his friend, Remus' boots. He smiled warmly as he took her coat and hung it on the coat hanger while the lady looked around curiously.
" Where are Harry and Lily?" She asked, a stiffness in her voice as if she was worried that they would not be here. Her pale face reflecting the flames burning light in the hearth. He smiled kindly, she was always worried about her Godson.
" They're upstairs Venna. Why did you come at this hour?" He was really wondering why Venna would leave the Lupin Manor in England to come here, now. Venna turned and gave him a stern, concerned look and then hung her head. She looked up out of the window towards the night sky, James followed suit.
There, in all her power and rage, was the full moon. Shining down her cursed rays of sliver light onto the dreaded world. It seemed to James that the moon was laughing at them, there, greiving her presence. It was Diana's time, the full moon.
" Venna, I'm sorry I mentioned_" But he was cut off by her tearfull glance as she turned and walked up the stairs to Lily's room. James hung his head, he never should have mentioned that. He hated when she looked at him like that, she looked like she was in pain, and she was. Every full moon she was torn from her only true love whom she loved more dearly than anything else in the world, James thought. He downcast his glance from the shining Halloween light as he followed her upstairs.
Venna had already found Lily and was now cooing her softly about the strangeness in the air. James waited by the doorstep, not wanting to disturb anything. Suddenly Venna looked up at him, she bit her lower lip and then turned to Lily once more. James looked at her curiously, what was she talking about? He shrugged it off as Venna hugged Lily's neck and embraced her tightly, as she had done him. Lily hugged her best friend back, not noticing that her husband had gone.
James had gone to his son's room. Harry was still not alseep, he reached out and groped at his father when he saw him. James threw a smile at his son and then picked him up playfully, making sound affects to match the aroma of flying. His son giggled and then said in his tiny voice.
" Dada!" James grinned widely at his son's remark and answred in the same baby voice,
" Harry! Harry!" Harry giggled again, louder than the last time. James loved his son and wife more than anything in the world, and if the strangeness in the air was right, he may not have much more time with them. He hugged his small son tigtly to his chest and fell backwards onto the extra bed that Venna usually slept in while visting to be with Harry. Harry landed on James' chest and giggled happily as he spit at his father. That was their little joke. James smiled at his son, he was going to be a marauder someday, James knew it.
Downstairs Venna opened the door and stepped out into the cold again. She looked up in time to see James twirl Harry around in his room. She smiled, but then closed her eyes, she would have to wait, yes, wait.
James had put Harry to sleep again right after James heard the back door open and close decretely. James sighed as he saw Venna hurry down the street and look back at the house one last time before disapperating. He walked up to Lily in the ahllway who was chewing the end of her hair. He laughed inwardly, remembering how that had started. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her close.
" James, I'm going to check on Harry, just to be sure he's safe!' Lily broke away from her husband in order to check on her restless son. She walked up the stairs with great nervousness and opened the door to her son's room.
He was still alseep, barely, but he was. His tiny eyelids bored slowly as though he sensed her coming. Lily reached into the crib and picked him up gently. He did not grope onto her shirt like he normally did but he nestled his head upon her neck. Slowly and softly she began to sing a lullaby, but not just any lullaby. In fact it was not a lullaby at all. It was a strong protection charm that she knew that may, if any thing did happen that night, protect her lovely son. (( You guessed it, the tune that is in HP movie! Hedwig's theme))
Moons will pass so slowly
Stars refuse to shine
And evil will find the impure heart
And lead to the depths of lies
But never fear for love is near
And you should never fret my child
For I will never leave your side
No matter how dark the night
Lily placed Harry back in his crib with his wool blanket after she sealed the charm with a kiss on Harry's forehead. She sighed as she turned the light off again and went down stairs again. There she found James, sitting by the fire, thinking. The fire light illuminated the tired young face of James Harry Potter. He looked up at her, he seemed to be or have been crying. Lily came up behind him and kissed his cheek.
Lily than went into the kitchen and brewed some hot tea for her and her husband. The kettle was steaming when Lily heard a strange scratching at the window near the Aga. No! Lily thought. Nothing could be there..nothing at all. She continued to watch the window in hope of just seeing a neighbourhood cat or something usual.
* *
A cloaked figure strode down the road of Godric's Hollow. It's hand writhing inside its cloak, finally drawing a thin, light wand. The figure opened the white fence outside the Potter's cottage. It continued its stride until it reached the back door. It did not knock, but instead it pointed its wand through the keyhole in the door and whispered, " Alomohorma!" The door cracked up slightly, only wide enough for the figure to slip in unoticed.
The figure stepped silently into the living room where a young man sat looking at the fire infrontof him. Th efigure smiled and then muttered, " Noximussi!" The fire went out with a pop, and James Potter turned while drawing his wand , facing death.
" James Potter, you are a brave, coragous man. But a fool to try to back out of Death. Here I am, Lord Voldemort and I am here to prove my power. There is no way to escape James. Not for you, or your wife or your son." Voldemort drew off his cloak and shone with power infront of James.
James stumbled, how could he be here? James drew his wand and held it at his side, and then, at the top of his lungs his yelled to his wife, she may be able to escape, with Harry.
" Lily, its Him! Take Harry and RUN!!" James watched Lily run in the hall in the darkness, while pleading with him to run with them.
" Voldemort, I am not scared of you. I am not crumbled by your presence. Go, and leave us. We have no right to die, but if I have to, I will die for Lily and Harry."
Voldemort smiled evily as he gripped his wand and held it out infront of him. " Foolish Potter! You will never escape from me!" James' colour in his face drained as he looked directly into the red eyes of Voldemort.
" I am not afraid to die Voldemort!" James bellowed back, knowing he would die, he thought quickly over his life. He had everything how he wanted it. Not exactly, his son, Harry, woudl never be able to be a marauder! But James held his head high, he looked up at the stairwell, there was Lily, she still hadn't gotten Harry, she was crying. He looked at her and mouthed the words, I love you.
" Then you will die, Goodbye Potter!" Voldemort held out his wand forward and pointed it at James' chest. " Avada Kedarva!"
A blinding flash of green light came hurtled towards James and hit him sqaure in the chest. The very presence of death struck James in the chest as he fell backwards, dead before he touched the ground.
" JAMES!" Lily yelled from the staircase, crying in hysterics she looked at the face of the late James Potter.
Voldemort shot his bloodstreaked glance up at Lily. He streaked up the stairs, chasing the still crying Lily into Harry's room at the end of the hall.
Lily ran into Harry's room, shutting the door and locking it behind her. Then she darted over to Harry's crib and grabbed her darling child out of the crib. Sh eheld him close as she sang her lullaby to him. All the while Voldemort was banging on the door.
A burst of red light blasted through the door as the door came crashing down, almost hitting Lily and Harry. Voldemort reached out to Lily while whispering softly.
" Lily, I do not want you, you do not have to die like your ' brave' husband." He tried his best to keep his voice from yelling. His gloved hands groping at the baby boy in Lily's arms.
" Voldemort, you can kill me...just please don't kill Harry!" Lily screamed as she turned her back to the wreched man. She would die for her son, and someone would be there for him. She thought hard to get a hold of Venna before she would die.
" GIVE THE BOY TO ME STUPID GIRL!" Voldemort screamed, now in hysterics. His hand hit Lily's back painfully as she hit the floor with a thud, still clutching her son tightly. Lily knew she barely had anymore time left. She bent and kissed Harry on the side of the forehead.
" Please!" Lily screamed through her tears, " Please, kill me....Take me...just don't kill Harry!" She kissed Harry again on the same place, he was now crying slightly. He knew something was happening, something that would affect the rest of his life.
Lily knew that her life would end in a matter of seconds, she thought back on her life. Sirius, she could only hope that he would take care of her son for her. And Venna, what would poor Venna do without her.
" Then you will die you foolish girl, die like the rest did." Voldemort held his wand up to Lily and sighed.
" You would have been able to do great things Lily, Avada Kedarva!" Another rush of green light sped towards Lily, this hitting her in the back. A rush of memories flooded her, and as the last bit of life drained out of her body, she looked down at her baby in her now limp arms, then her head fell limp on the cold floor.
Voldemort laughed coldly and loudly as he turned to Harry Potter, the last of the disgusting family. He smirked as he twisted his wand in his hand, this was too easy. Killing a mere baby, the Prewetts had had a baby, and he killed it too. He held his wand up to Harry's head and said the cold, dirty words that were the end to so many people's lives.
Harry looked at Voldemort. Tears welled up in his large, beautiful green eyes.
" Avada Kedarva!" Voldemort whispered terribly. But nothing happened at first. A sudden chill of wind sprang up from the back of the house, tearing down the sturdy wall behind the two. The wind blew into Voldemort from the back, spreading through his veins and bones. Voldemort screamed in terror as the new thing to him blasted through his body, knocking not only the wind out of him, but the very spirit of him.
His body was swept up in a whirlwind of smoke, his face twisted out of recognition and varies parts of his body torn apart and thrown into beyond. He screamed one last time, the words he would never forget.
' Harry.....Potter."
Behind the dust and rubble lay a fifteen month baby, curled up near his mother's arms. He was renndered unconcious, and blood spilled from his forhead, the spot where his mother had kissed him. It was oddly shaped, the nasty cut, for it had been the only scar he had from that horrible event. And in the wind, a lullaby swept throught all of the many houses in Godric's Hollow, waking everyone around them....and making the retreating Venna stop dead in her tracks.