Reflections
Part 9
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Yes, I know I'm skipping weeks at a time here, but oh, well. I'm in a hurry. Also, Darling ol' Remus Lupin is dah Potter's Secret Keeper. [Kick-ass X-Files premier last night! I hate Doggett though. *sticks tongue out @ Doggett* Do not insult Mulder, Meestah John Dogget!!! Bllleaaaghhhh! Anyhoo, nuff of mah ramblings. Here yah go. And let's see...howza about 20 reviews 'fore I put up the next part, kay? *big cheesy grin* Aslo, this is short, but the next part will be loooooong, I promise you.
Lord Voldemort sat in his chamber, deep in thought. That Potter and his brat of a son are too well protected...even with that Muggle-loving fool, Albus Dumbledore out of the way...they have a Secret Keeper...who was it?
"Matthews, who is the Potters' Secret Keeper?" he demanded of one of the Death Eaters he had left.
"Remus Jonathan Lupin." John Matthews replied, after consulting a piece of parchment.
Ahh...the werewolf...he didn't use his best friend? No matter...Voldemort's lipless mouth curled into a cruel, mirthless smile, The Potters will be dead by midnight. he vowed.
Voldemort stood up, "Lupin's place, now." he barked at his Death Eaters, before Disapparating.
The Death Eaters soon followed.
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Remus Lupin looked out his window nervously. He had a huge weight on his shoulders, the lives of his friends, Lily and James and also...their children. Damn you, Voldemort. he thought bitterly, Why can't you just go away and leave us alone?
There was a loud popping noise from behind Remus.
"Because that wouldn't be fun." a high, icy cold voice said. The very syllables it spoke sent shivers down Remus's spine.
He whirled around, his wand at the ready, "Voldemort." he hissed.
"Well, I see you're not afraid to say my name." Voldemort laughed, "Now, will tell me where the Potters are and you won't get hurt."
"Never!" Remus shot back.
"Crucio!" Voldemort said softly.
Instantly, burning pain filled every atom of Remus's body.
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Harry sat in his room, deep in thought. Remus had become their Secret Keeper, at the insistence of Sirius. But still, Harry couldn't help but feel a trace of fear.
"We're safe now." James had said to him...
Then why don't I feel safe? Harry wondered.
It was Halloween and a tense feeling was in the Potter house. Rosie was oblivious to it, she had gone out Muggle trick-or-treating with her friends while Aurora, Brad and Lucas were going to come over soon.
The doorbell rang.
"Trick or treat!" three voices wafter up from downstairs. Harry recognised them as being Aurora's, Brad's and Lucas's voices. He hurried downstairs.
"You're too old for trick or treating." Lily laughed, letting in Harry's friends.
"You're never too old for trick-or-treating, Mrs Potter." Aurora said seriously.
"Exactly." James said, swiping some candy from the bowl.
"James! Those are for the trick or treaters!" Lily swatted at him indignantly.
Harry smiled tightly, before leading his friends into the living room.
"Truth or dare?" Aurora suggested with a devilish smile.
"Fine." Brad replied.
"Okay by me." Harry shrugged, settling down in a chair.
"Lucas?" Aurora asked.
"Okay, fine." Lucas surrendered.
"Excellent. Lucas, truth or dare?" Aurora leaned forward eagerly.
"Uhhhh...truth..." Lucas said.
"Who do you have a crush on?" Aurora asked.
Lucas mumbled something.
"Speak up." Brad grinned.
"Cho Chang." Lucas muttered so that it was audible now, his face bright red.
Harry grinned.
They kept on playing different games, telling ghost stories and answering the door for trick or treaters.
Soon, it was long after the last trick-or-treater had come. Rosie had returned home, her bag full off candy and almost dead on her feet. She was now asleep, upstairs.
The doorbell rang.
The uneasly feeling in Harry's stomach returned, ten times as powerful.
"A bit late for trick-or-treaters, isn't it?' James said thoughtfully as he moved to answer the door.
Suddenly, Harry knew who was at the door,
"Dad! Don't open it!" He cried. Voldemort is at the door!
"Why?" James asked, starting to open the door.
Harry's eyes darted around, looking for an escape route. There was the door to the kitchen and the front door and a couple of windows.
He suddenly flung himself in front of his father, blocking the door.
"Harry, what are you doing?" James asked. Lily walked in to see what the commotion was all about.
"Dad, please don't open the door!" Harry exclaimed, "Just, don't please."
"Harry, it's probably just a late trick-or-treater." Lily said.
"No, its not!" Harry replied stubbornly.
"Harry, just get out of the way." James commaned in a stern tone.
There's no way they'll believe me...they trust Lupin...so do...but what if Voldemort placed him under the Imperius Curse, or worse...killed him? Harry thought as he defeatedly moved out of the way of the door.
James opened it.
To be continuted....BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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