Harry had forgotten about how beautiful Godric's Hollow was, especially at winter. The houses surrounding it seemed as if they belonged on a Christmas card. The cobbled road glistened in the moonlight and the trees were bombarded with sparkling Christmas lights.
He hadn't been there since his unforgettable trip with Hermione, when they had encountered Nagini. A night he would not be able to remove from his mind for a long while as it frequently played a part in his nightmares.
As he strolled between the houses, he soon noticed the graveyard once more and debated thoroughly if he should go in or not. He was feeling awful enough already; he wasn't sure if seeing his parent's grave would help his depressed mood. But he knew that if he didn't visit them, he would regret it.
He strolled carefully into the graveyard and quickly made his way over to their grave. He knew its exact location; he had not allowed himself to forget. As expected his heart dropped into his stomach.
In loving memory of:
James Potter + Lily Potter
Died 31st October 1981.
The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.
His eyes stung with hot tears. It was at that moment that Harry missed his parents more than ever. He wanted to hug them, talk to them, and share with them all this problems. The pain that he couldn't do this meant that his tears began to drip softly down his face. He wanted them to tell him that he was a good person and that it wasn't his fault that his best friend now hated him. Of course Harry knew it was completely and utterly his fault.
Why had he come here?
He had wanted to cheer himself up, not cause himself more pain that before.
He wiped his wet eyes on his jumper and tore his eyes away from the gravestone. As he did, his gaze was met with a dark silhouette of a man. He was tall but Harry couldn't make his face that was until the person strolled forward from the shadows. A person he knew all too well. Fenrir Greyback.
The most savage werewolf ever to live and known Death eater. He had fought in the war, destroying anyone who stood in his way. He was also the one that turned Professor Lupin into a werewolf.
The death eaters had not given up after the war; in fact they were even more determined to kill Harry after he had defeated their precious Dark Lord. How could he have been so stupid as to forget this? Had he not learnt anything?
Harry froze.
"Well, well, well… look who it is" Greyback growled, smirking at Harry's worried expression, "Harry Potter. Conqueror of the Dark Lord…" the smirk grew on his dog like face.
Harry merely stared at him, desperately trying to look calm; he would let Greyback intimidate him.
"What do you want Greyback?" he spat, not taking his eyes of him.
Greyback laughed menacingly. Then before Harry could say anything, he jumped forward and latched his hand against Harry's throat, pinning him up against a nearby tree.
"I want you… dead." He breathed; face crazed as his hand tightened round Harry's neck, "How would it feel, if I was the person who defeated Harry Potter, the boy who lived!" he shrieked.
As Greyback's grip closed in on his throat, Harry reached for his wand, however unable to breathe properly let alone cast a spell, Harry knew he was doomed.
He struggled fiercely to be released from Greyback's grasp. But it was hopeless. He was fierce and a lot stronger than Harry.
He thought of Hermione and Ron as the oxygen drained from him. He thought of a time when they were happy and laughing, the best of friends. Those were the days that he missed immensely. The days he wished he turn back time and relive. The days that would never happen again, now he was about to die.
Suddenly a bright, red flash erupted from nowhere,
"Reducto!" Harry heard someone shout.
Greyback flew backwards with a yelp and crashed hard into a stone wall leaving him out cold with blood trickling down his forehead.
As he fell to the ground, Harry gasped as oxygen filled his lungs once again; he clutched his throat which hurt like crazy because of how tightly it had been gripped. He glanced around frantically to see who had cast the spell that had just saved his life.
It was not long until his savior revealed themselves, as none other than Ginny Weasley appeared from the bushes…
A/N: Ooh! A twist. I added Greyback in to remind you all that this is still Harry Potter and not some soppy love story! Hope you enjoyed!