I don't Harry Potter!

'Lily, wake up,' James whispers, shaking me gently. I sit up and rub my eyes.

'Hmmm?' I mumble.

'Lily, we need to leave now, if you want to go to your house,' he explains kindly.

'Give me two minutes, I need to freshen up and get dressed,' I tell him. I stand up and wander over to the bathroom. I hear the James leaving his room. I brush my teeth thoroughly and wash my face. Are you sure you want to do this? Yes, I must! I need closure. I go back into the empty bedroom and pick my favourite jeans, a plain white t-shirt and a green hoodie. I brush my hair but don't put any make on. I exit the room after grabbing my wand and walk down the hallways. I finally make it to the stairs and walk down them. I follow James' familiar voice and find him in the kitchen. No surprise there.

'Thanks, Winky,' he says taking a plate piled with buttery toast. 'Here,' he says jumping down from the marble counter. He hands me the plate and grabs a couple of pieces. I take the toast greedily and eat quickly. We sit in silence and soon enough the plate is empty and I know it's time to go.

'Are you ready?' he asks offering me his hand. I nod and take his hand, not trusting my voice. We close our eyes and picture my old house. I feel a twisting sensation in my stomach. Soon we land on firm ground. Still gripping James' hand, I open my eyes. I gasp, shocked at the indifferent look of my house. I expected to look much worse!

'Are you alright?' James asks concerned.

'Ye…yes,' I croak. I start walking towards the door. My feet guide me to the front door and my hands fumble for the handle. I push it down slowly.

'Lily, wait! Careful!' James says running up to me.

'What?' I stare quizzically.

'Careful, the house might be being watched!' James whispers urgently.

'Do you really think so?'

'It's possible,' he says taking my hand gently. He opens the door slowly and we draw our wands. We step into the house. We cast various spells and discover the house is unoccupied. I walk into my living room. It looks the same. The familiar faces stare at me out of photographs, judging me. I run my hand over my father's chair. I leave the room and walk up stairs. I walk into my room and find my drawers open and my bed moved slightly. They must have come here and searched for something. What would be here that they would want? James walks in behind me. I turn quickly and look at his startled face.

'James, what do they want?' I ask softly. He shakes his hand. I walk out of my room and into my parents. The bed still unmade, waiting for its owners to return and make it. I open the drawers and lift out dad's reading glasses and mum's old charm bracelet. I hold them against my chest. I sink onto my knees and lean my head against the crumpled bed. I breathe in the mixed smell of my mum and dad. I can't control my tears now. I let them fall in heavy floods. James puts an arm around my shoulder and pulls me into him. I sob uncontrollably into his shoulder. He rocks me comfortingly.

'Come on, Lily, let's go,' he says, gently helping me up. I stand up shakily and James helps me down the stairs.

'Thank you,' I sniff.

'Lily, that's what I'm here for, to help you!' We walk outside and James holds me tight. He mumbles 'my house' and we're gone.

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Young Avery

I have been watching the house for several days now. At last I hear a familiar pop. I turn around to face the noise, making sure my concealment charm is perfect. The mudblood and blood-traitor! This is more than I could have wished for! The Dark Lord will be pleased. I might even get my mark. I creep back and sit on the short garden wall. They stay for quite a while in the house but eventually they return. I see the mudblood lean into Potter. Very faintly, I hear him say 'my house.' Now, I know where they are. When they disappear. I take down my concealment charm and let out a victorious cry. I think of the hidden meetinghouse, near a sea with many caves. I lurch forward and disappear. After a few uncomfortable moments I arrive at the house. I walk purposefully forward and open the gate with a swift hand movement. I step into the house and walk forward to the room filled with voices. I stop abruptly at the door. I wait a few minutes and the room quiets down. The door swings open with brutal force. I stand frozen in shock. The people in the room stare at me.

'What is so important that you interrupt this meeting?' the dark lord hisses.

'Th…The mudblood and blood-traitor, I found them,' I stutter and bow.

'Interesting, go on,' he muses.

'They were at her parents house and then they apparated, I heard him say, his house,' I state nervously.

'Hmm… we need eyes there, we attack tonight,' he says calmly after a few minutes thought. The room stays quiet, anticipating on who will be given this privilege.

'Bellatrix, young Bellatrix, you shall go, Amycus and Alecto, you too shall go. If you are successful, you will get your marks, if not, well, let's say you're lives depend on it. Dolohov, go with them, show them how we like to greet our enemies,' he says with a cold smile. All four of them nod. I notice Bellatrix has a keen look in her eyes. Amycus and Alecto, do not posses the same look. Dolohov stares forward indifferent. His pale, twisted face doesn't resemble any fear or joy in the task that lies ahead.

'And you, if you're information is correct you will get you're mark, if not,' he smiles, 'you will have wasted my time and effort and I don't particularly like that.' I nod. I know my information is correct but I still am afraid. I bow and exit the room, anticipating tonight joyfully.

Hope you enjoyed. School started last Wednesday, so I won't get chapters up on weekdays, I'll try but it's unlikely. Anyway, let me know what you think, please! : )