James lay dead on the floor. Voldemort stould in the doorway, laughing his evil, high-pitch laugh, while Lily screamed, holding Harry tightly to her.
"Lily, take Harry and go!" Remus yelled, raising his wand. "Go! Run! I'll hold him off-"
"Stupefy!" Came the harsh cry from Voldemort. Remus crumpled to the floor, his wand clattered across the room. The ensuing silence was punctuated only by a second scream, but this time from Harry.
He and his mother were plainly terrified. Voldmort laughed...
"Give me the boy!"he said, an evil glint in his eye.
"Not Harry, not Harry"Lily pleaded, backing away from the Dark Lord. "Please, not Harry!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl!" Voldemort screamed. "Stand aside now!"
"Not Harry,please no, take me, kill me instead!"came the desperate cry from the desperate mother.
"Not Harry! Please... Have mercy, have mercy!"
"Avada Kedavra!"Voldemort's shrill voice shouted, and Lily fell to the floor, dead, with the little boy still clutched to her.Harry screamed louder and louder.
"Shut up! SHUT UP!!! You stupid little brat!!!"Voldemort screeched. He advanced upon the boy, and roared the terrible, killing-curse once again. And once again, blinding green-white light burst from Voldemort's wand. It sped at the screaming boy, and struck, but it rebounded upon Voldemort, hitting him instead. Such an explosion rendered the house to smoking ruins. Harry wasn't hurt though, and he stopped crying as he saw a patch of thin mist take the Dark Lord's place. The mist disappeared through the trees in the garden, as a trickle of blood escaped the lightning-shaped gash on Harry's forehead.
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Remus stirred. He had such a head ache. Where was he? Why was he under pile of rubble? Where was his wand? It was only when a breeze from the open air ruffled his hair that he remembered what had happened.
"No! No, please, no!"he moaned as he got up and retrieved his wand. He stooped over James' body.
"No, dear Prongs, no..."he hung his head. Then he rushed over to Lily. As he saw her still clutching the very much alive Harry to her, he howled into the night, reduced to a shivering wreck of the monster he became once a month. Suddenly, he heard heavy footsteps outside, and heard Rubeus Hagrid call out. 'No! He thought. 'I mustn't be found here. They'll think it was me! They'll never believe a werewolf!!!' Panick overtook his normally diciplined body and, without one glance at Harry(something he regreted later on) he sped out the still-standing backdoor, and ran into the night.
The words he had come to say, remained forever unsaid.
The End.
(a/n: what do you think? Please review!)
"Lily, take Harry and go!" Remus yelled, raising his wand. "Go! Run! I'll hold him off-"
"Stupefy!" Came the harsh cry from Voldemort. Remus crumpled to the floor, his wand clattered across the room. The ensuing silence was punctuated only by a second scream, but this time from Harry.
He and his mother were plainly terrified. Voldmort laughed...
"Give me the boy!"he said, an evil glint in his eye.
"Not Harry, not Harry"Lily pleaded, backing away from the Dark Lord. "Please, not Harry!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl!" Voldemort screamed. "Stand aside now!"
"Not Harry,please no, take me, kill me instead!"came the desperate cry from the desperate mother.
"Not Harry! Please... Have mercy, have mercy!"
"Avada Kedavra!"Voldemort's shrill voice shouted, and Lily fell to the floor, dead, with the little boy still clutched to her.Harry screamed louder and louder.
"Shut up! SHUT UP!!! You stupid little brat!!!"Voldemort screeched. He advanced upon the boy, and roared the terrible, killing-curse once again. And once again, blinding green-white light burst from Voldemort's wand. It sped at the screaming boy, and struck, but it rebounded upon Voldemort, hitting him instead. Such an explosion rendered the house to smoking ruins. Harry wasn't hurt though, and he stopped crying as he saw a patch of thin mist take the Dark Lord's place. The mist disappeared through the trees in the garden, as a trickle of blood escaped the lightning-shaped gash on Harry's forehead.
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Remus stirred. He had such a head ache. Where was he? Why was he under pile of rubble? Where was his wand? It was only when a breeze from the open air ruffled his hair that he remembered what had happened.
"No! No, please, no!"he moaned as he got up and retrieved his wand. He stooped over James' body.
"No, dear Prongs, no..."he hung his head. Then he rushed over to Lily. As he saw her still clutching the very much alive Harry to her, he howled into the night, reduced to a shivering wreck of the monster he became once a month. Suddenly, he heard heavy footsteps outside, and heard Rubeus Hagrid call out. 'No! He thought. 'I mustn't be found here. They'll think it was me! They'll never believe a werewolf!!!' Panick overtook his normally diciplined body and, without one glance at Harry(something he regreted later on) he sped out the still-standing backdoor, and ran into the night.
The words he had come to say, remained forever unsaid.
The End.
(a/n: what do you think? Please review!)
