GODRICKS HOLLOW ( Voldemort attacks)

So someone told me that we are supposed to have disclaimers at the beginning of our stories. It kind of confused me because why should I have to state something that's obvious. Im writing a story on a website called fanfiction. I mean the disclaimer is pretty much in the name; fan not the owner of the work a fan of it and fiction a non-canon story. Being we all know J.K. Rowling wrote Harry Potter unless she also wrote the avengers and came up with Norse mythology ,which would make her hundreds if not thousands of years old, there is no way I could even pretend to be her and own the rights to what my story is based on. So there you have it my mini rant about disclaimers combined with a disclaimer all in one bonus. (virtual high-five)

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The next night was Halloween, Harry and Loki were sitting in the living room. Harry was dressed like a lion with a fluffy gold mane with a little maroon bow on his tail. It was one of the cutest things Loki had ever seen and that was saying something because Loki has seen a lot of cute things. The whole thing was made even better because when Loki asked,

" Harry what does a lion say?"

Harry went " wooaar" putting his arms up by his head and making a clawing motion with his chubby baby hands.

Harry probably would look cute in any costume, like the monkey costume Lily almost got for him but his Gryfindor pride wouldn't allow for Harry to be anything but a little lion no matter if Loki was technically related to Salizar Slitherin or not. Lily smiled from her place on the couch and took a picture of the two on the floor in front of her. Harry yawned causing both his parents to look at the clock. It was almost ten thirty. No wonder Harry was tired it was surprising he was still awake.

"Looks like someone's ready for bed" said Lily. Loki nodded and magicked Harry into some light pastel green pajamas.

"Say good night to mummy Harry"

" night ni-".

Harry never got to finish because suddenly an alarm went off. The wards had been breached. Loki looked out the window to see a shadowy figure walking slowly, menacingly towards the front door. He was here, Voldemort. Loki acted quickly he, practically shoved Harry into Lily's arms.

"Lily he's here take Harry and run". Lily tried to apparate but it wasn't working.

"James" Lily yelled, in her panic reverting back to the name she first knew him as, " I can't apparate there as to be anti- apparation wards".

Damn it Peter how long have you been planing to betray us, long enough to put up anti apparation wards that's for sure. Loki was snapped out of his thoughts when the door exploded inwards. Lily who was half way up the stairs turned only quick enough to see the cloaked figure in the door way before continuing up the stairs and into Harry's room.

Lily as soon as she realized she couldn't apparate headed straight for Harry's room. She knew Loki had woven the highest protection charms he could into Harry's crib she hoped it would be enough. She paused when the door exploded but only for a second before continuing up the stairs. She had seen Voldemort and knew she most likely wasn't making it out of here alive. She quickly closed the door behind her but not before she saw a bright flash of green light and heard a loud thud.

Voldemort was almost gleeful. As soon as he was in the door he let off a killing curse at man in front of him, moving toward the stairs as the body hit the floor. He was rushing this slightly not taking the time to gloat or taunt but enjoying it none the less. The sooner the little prophesy brat was dead the quicker he proves that not even the words of the fates can stop him. Besides these were Dumbledor's precious pawns he wouldn't have much time to play before Dumbles showed up anyway.

Lily put Harry in his crib and began to hastily add a protection of her own. Blood runes that were activated with self sacrifice on another's behalf. This way she could protect her son even after she died, she wouldn't lie to herself this would be her last night on this earth but she wouldn't let it be her son's.

She heard foot steps coming up the stairs but didn't pause in her work, every second counted. She finished the the last rune just as the footsteps came to a stop outside the door. She stood to face the door knowing she didn't stand a chance but willing to try, if only to keep that monsters attention off her son for another minute. When the dark lord blasted open the door Lily was standing arms spread wide to block him from reaching her son. The toddler in question was standing holding on the bars of his crib staring curiously at the angry looking man who just came in his room. Voldemort stood in the doorway with his wand pointing toward her and a cruel smirk on his lips.

"Out of the way mudblood" he ordered.

"No! Not Harry, anyone but Harry", she pleaded, "kill me instead"

"stupid girl" Voldemort raised his wand. "I'll give you one last chance stand aside."

Lily stood firm, staring him straight in the eye, and small tears began rolling silently down her determined face. She cried not because she would die but because her son would live. She cried because of the joy in the hope that he would live and the sadness that she would never get to see her baby grow up, she wouldn't be able heal his hurts or share his triumphs, she couldn't protect him from the evils of the world and she cried because she knew no matter how hard she wished he would never remember the love his parents had for him. They would never be more than a faded memory.

At least with Sirius he will grow up happy and loved; Lily's last thoughts before she gave in to the embrace of death. Never to know that Harry wouldn't make it to Sirius but end up with a woman who hated Lily and all she stood for.

Voldemort looked down at Harry who stood in his crib watching with wide eyes as Voldemort turned on him wand in hand and uttered the two words that would change their world forever.

"Avada Kadavra"

All at once the protections surrounding Harry activated with the sound of an explosion, the asgardian charms with a burst of translucent light shimmering with unimaginable colors, the blood runes glowing bright red. The applesauce had apparently worked be cause Harry's immortal aura shown around him in a brilliant gold. The killing curse was no match for the combined power and was rebounded hitting its caster at the same time as the protections and Harry's retaliating aura leaving Voldemort nothing more than a pile of ash and a fractured soul. Then silence.