Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
WARNING: Again, unbetaed.

Chapter One: The Beginning of it all / XIII: Death

The cottage stood a clearing in a forest, just north of Cardiff in Wales. It was a well kept cottage, there was a neat garden, rose bushes over the entance, a terrance on the west side of the house and a wind chime, hanging from the drain pipe.
The forest wasn't large, but it kept them away from civilisation, and away from prying muggle. The also had no neighbours, much to Lily's relief. Lily didn't want neighbours, magical or non- magical, nosey or the sort who care not for anyone else's business.
Lily was sat in a garden chair at the top of the garden reading the Daily Prophet and smiling at the hyper- once bundle of joy- boy. She herself was red haired, she had green eyes and she was the most beautiful woman in her family (though it wasn't hard). The only thing that seemed to be the same between Lily and her son, Harry, was the eyes. They were both emerald green. The eyes that James had fallen in love with, would most probably would help him too to get someone to fall in love with him... If they survive this time.
James was in the house, cooking. He loved to cook, it was a type of anger relief for him. He cooked all sorts of foods, ranging from oriental, to Lily's favourite: Spag Bol. He was annoyed because the spaghetti (he was making Lily's favourite) and he wanted to make it just right. He groaned and turned off the gas (Lily preferred to use gas, rather than electric or fire). And pulled over a chair, and sat in it.
"James, you alright in there?" called Lily, uncertainly. "What wrong now?"
She pulled Harry up and walked over to the house. "What is wrong, James?"
Harry seemed to have noticed that his father was not in the best of moods and he reached out from him and Lily took a hint and gave Harry to James.
"Da-da prons." Harry said. And James couldn't help but laugh.
"Yes, Harry?" James asked, and then began to throw Harry up and catching him and throwing him up again. Harry was laughing and Lily was smiling at the sight and then had an idea.
"Accio camera!" she shouted and out from her bag came her camera and she took a picture of it and then muttered another charm and the photo landed on the coffee table and Lily picked it up and smiled.
"This will be a great memory for years to come." She said, smiling. But then she lost her smile when her eyes glided over the picture of the Marauders at the wedding.
"Yeah it will be." James agreed, and he kissed Harry on the forehead, and Harry yawned. "You tired, son?"
"No." Said Harry in defiance.
"You liar, I can see that you are." And James then placed Harry on the sofa and began to tickle him and Harry erupted into fits of giggles.
Lily smiled and then went to save James dinner and when Harry was almost breathless and James had had enough, dinner was served.

Outside the cottage was a rat, eyes transfixed on the cottage and then scuttled forward to get a closer look.

When Harry yawned for the third time, James brought Harry upstairs and put him in his room.
Harry didn't give much of a fight, Lily brought up a toothbrush, and brushed Harry's teeth and James smiled down at his son.
"How are you feeling?" asked James.
"Not great?" Lily said, sighing.
"How come?"
"I don't know." She said simply. "I really don't know."

Harry was upstairs, in the land of dreams. He turned over and awoke. He felt thirsty so he cried out.
"Oh. Great." Lily muttered, and James said something that was to explicit to write, and Lily gave James the look.
"Can you please sort him out?" begged Lily.
"But..." Lily gave him a pleading look, so James gave in.

Lily opened the Evening Prophet and read the headline on the front cover. She gave a gasp after it had sunk in.
They had both been very nervous about how to get food without being spotted and followed by death eaters, but it seemed that Dumbledore had it covered.
Thinking of school brought back memories of childhood and safety. Why didn't they hide there, Lily had always wanted to be a teacher, so why hadn't she done so?"
James came down the stairs with Harry in his arms. "He wants a drink." James said to Lily.
"Oh, can you get it for him?" again with the pleading eyes.
James rolls his eyes, "Your too good at that. Ok, I'll do it."
Lily smiles at him warmly and grabs his hand. "Tomorrow, I am going to speak to Dumbledore about giving me a job as a teacher, so that we can be safe. From Voldemort and his death eaters."
"That actually isn't a bad idea." James said, but then thought of something and frowned. "But won't they be watching the fires? Don't you think that there a risk that we could be caught and killed." James countered.
"But if we stay here, I think we will be found and killed anyway."
James sighed. "I wish I could talk to Remus, Sirius and Peter."
"I know you do, I want to speak to Marian, but we have to wait for a while, then we can." She gave Harry a hug.
"I'm not scared of Voldemort, I'm just scared for Harry." James said.
Lily nodded in agreement. "I hate this stupid prophecy. We defeated Voldemort three times and know he has somehow found out about it by one of our friends and... Wants him killed." She sniffled.
"We won't be found, and I highly doubt that one of our frends did..."
"No.. not our... One of your friends..." Lily began, she had a large lump in her throat.
"How do you know this."
"Dumbledore told me. I told him not to tell me… because..."
James was now livid. "What? You didn't want to know?"
"No, I didn't... because..." Lily was scared and she hugged Harry to herself and began to sob on his shoulder.
James didn't say anything else, he realised that she wanted to protect James's friendship for as long as she could, she had good intentions, but...
"Who?" asked James softly. "Who do you think it is?"
"Well... I can't see Remus, Sirius or Peter doing anything. They are, all three of them, strong willed people. I can't see them being mislead by Voldemort, I assumed they would die, as I would for them."
Lily shrugged. "I agree, but... I have to admit, I think it is Peter."
"Why, Peter? He is so quiet, and so trustworthy. We have never fallen out, neither have Sirius and I, only Remus and I have fallen out; and that was not so long ago." James said.
"So you think it is Remus, then." Lily said, a tone of anger in her voice.
"No..." James said uneasily.
"Bull, you do... Admit it. I can't believe you." Lily placed Harry in James lap and stood up.
"I'm going to have a shower." Lily announced,
"Ok." James said, feeling incredibly guilty. He was deep in thought. Could Remus do such a thing, he suddenly realised that Lily was right and that... Peter was the most likely one, because... He hero worshipped them... But... What about Sirius...

The rat hadn't moved for a while. The rat was very good at lip reading and he felt a pang of guilt inside him.
The betrayal would mean the end of two of his friends, but he would then be respected, the thing he wanted most.
The rat then heard a voice whispering his name and the rat then scuttled towards the voice.

James sat in garden. Harry was back in bed and Lily was having a shower.
He looked into the distance and then saw a figure in
black approaching the gated.
James ran inside and found Lily in her pyjamas lying in her bed reading.
"Lily, you have you leave. Take Harry and go." He ordered her, panic was evident in his voice.
"What wrong." Lily said.
"He is here." James said and the expression on Lily's face defined his feelings. Horror.
"Lily, take Harry and go! It's Him. Go! Run! I'll hold him off."
"But.. but..."
"I love you, so much please go." He begged. He kissed her one last time and ran out the door to say goodbye to Harry, then to give Lily time to escape, fight Voldemort.
Lily ran for Harry and escaped out of the back window.
She heard a scream for Lily then the two words: "Avada Kedavra."
She ran into the woods and then saw Peter. She knew it was the end. She ran around and back into the house. He was gone.
She ran upstairs and barricaded herself in Harry's room and boarded up the windows and the door. She put Harry under the bed and crawled underneath, she opened a hatch and crawled in and shut it and quickly locked it.

There were sounds of banging against the door. She knew that she shouldn't have done that because it looked suspitious. She should have just left it.
There was a blast and then footsteps.
"Where are they?" growled Voldemort.
"I saw that she ran back here." Peter said.
"Why didn't you stop her." Peter opened his mouth to speak, but Voldemort carried on. "Is she to big for you? Got scared did you, Wormtail? Oh it's alright. It's more fun this way." He pushed aside the bed and saw that the floorboards were different.
"Clever. But not clever enough." Voldemort said a charm and the trapdoor rose revealing Lily holding Harry to herself.
"Get out of the way, you stupid mudblood."
She refused. "I don't want to kill you yet." He told her. "Give me Harry, and I will spare your life."
"No. Kill me instead." Lily pleaded. Her green eyes full of desperation. "Please."
"You know what after I have killed you that I will kill Harry." Voldemort warned her, slightly amused by this situation.
"Yes." She said hoarsely.
"Then get up from under there." Lily did so, but very slowly and Voldemort muttered a spell and the room immediatly tidied itself.
Lily lay in a heap holding Harry to her, sobbing.
"I'm sorry, Harry." She whispered between sobs.
"Master..." but Lily had stopped, she stood and walked over and slapped Wormtail as hard as she could and kicked him.
Lily glared at Voldemort. "You're evil, you will meet your end and when you do, I will laugh at you."
She looked at Harry and muttered a protection charm, and Voldemort laughed coldly.
"You do that, girl. Now this is your final chance, stand aside." Voldemort commanded.
"No. Right. Avada Kedavra." A green light shot from Voldemort's wand and Lily feel backwards onto the floor, with a look of terror on her face. She was dead.
Voldemort stepped forward and did something that took Wormtail back, again. He closed her eyes in show of respect.
Then he turned to Harry. Just one years old, the killing curse would distroy him.
He smirked. "So ends the Potter line; and with you gone, I will have no one standing in my way of immortality." He raised the wand and muttered. "Avada Kedavra" and for the third time that evening the green light shot at someone. But the light paused at Harry and split into a green, blue and yellow. The green rebounded on Voldemort, the yellow hit Harry causing him to have a lighning cut on his forehead and the yellow hit wormtail and pushed him out the window, and he changed into his rat form and fled.

Voldemort gasped for breath. He stumbled and fell to the ground, he looked at Harry and said: "This isn't over you f..." and Voldemort erupted into flames, causing an explosion and the house collapsed. A mist like spirit flew from the house and towards the horizon.

A young Sirius Black ran into the house and found the body of Lily and the wounded Harry. He brought them outside and then found the body of James.
When Hagrid came to take Harry away, Sirius refused.
"I'm his godfather!" Sirius said.
"Well, I have Dumbledore's orders to take him to Little Whining, Surrey." Sirius looked annoyed by this.
"Isn't that where his aunt and uncle live?" Hagrid nodded. Sirius looked beyond annoyed now.
"They hate wizards, and you let him stay with bloody muggles. The idea is bulls..."
"Dumbedore knows what he is doing, he is a great man and he wouldn't do this to Harry if it wasn't in his best interest. But, poor Lily and James. Why did it have to be them."
Sirius looked torn between the bodies of his twobest friends and Harry.
"Why isn't Harry dead? Where is Voldemort?" Hagrid winced.
"I don't know." The half giant said, scratching his beard. "I really don't know."
Sirius bit his lip to stop himself from crying. "If you are gonna take Harry; please, do it now." Hagrid nodded.
"Oh, take my motorcycle, I don't want it anymore."
Hagrid looked suspicious. "But didn't Lily and James give it to you?"
Sirius nodded. But didn't say anything else.
"Thank you, Sirius. This is a terrible tragedy."
"You said it." Agreed Sirius.
And with that, Hagrid kick started the motorcycle and took off into the dusk.