That Night
Summary: This is what should have happened the night Voldemort turned up at the Potter's.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Thanks to all of you who have been reviewing my stories and my poems.
"Rock a bye baby on the treetop when the wind blows the cradle will rock, when the bough breaks the cradle will fall down will come cradle baby and all" Lily Potter sang to her baby boy.
"Singing those stupid muggle songs to the baby again hey Lily?" came James Potter's voice from the doorway.
Lily ignored him and carried on singing to Harry who giggled and pulled her long hair.
Bang Bang!
"Who could that be?" asked Lily frowning as she looked at the clock.
"Oh don't worry it's probably just Sirius" replied James.
Lily heard him in the hallway, the door opening and a low hissing voice before James panicked voice shouted to her.
"Lily it's him! Take Harry and run!"
Panicking Lily picked up the baby and headed for the door. She placed Harry outside and ran back into the hall where her husband and Voldemort were having a furious fight.
"Checkmate!" cried Voldemort triumphantly.
"No fair! You always win at chess!" cried James.
"James what are you doing this is Voldemort we're talking about!" screamed Lily.
"What? Oh yeah. Voldemort I challenge you to scrabble!" cried James.
Noticing the frown on his wife's face he tried again.
"Monopoly?"
"Exploding Snap?"
"Cluedo?"
"A DUEL!" screamed Lily.
"Oh right!"
After a few minutes Voldemort finally uttered the Killing Curse.
James sunk to the ground dead. Lily began sobbing.
"Now for the boy!"
"No not Harry please not Harry! Take me kill me instead!" cried Lily.
"Get out of my way!" snapped Voldemort pushing Lily to the floor.
Lily jumped up and slapped Voldemort.
"Don't you dare hit me!" cried Voldemort hitting her back.
They went on like that for a few minutes slapping each other like little girls until Voldemort had had enough.
Throwing himself to the floor in a fit of temper he started screaming at the top of his voice.
Lily took the opportunity to run out to her child but Voldemort followed.
"Move out of the way girl!" snarled Voldemort.
"No not Harry please I beg you! Not my baby!" pleaded Lily.
"Stand aside you silly girl stand aside now!" shouted Voldemort angrily.
"I won't!"
"Will too!"
"Will not!"
"Will too!"
"Will not I call quits!"
"Oh you bitch!" sobbed Voldemort.
"That's me!"
"Oh I don't have time for this. Avada Kedavra!" Lily slumped to the ground dead.
"Now for you boy!" Voldemort hissed to the giggling child.
Voldemort raised his wand and uttered the Killing Curse but baby Harry cleverly dodged it.
"What's this? A baby resisting Voldemort? We'll see about this!"
Throwing his wand aside he dived for the baby.
To his amazement he was thrown against the wall by a well timed high-kick from Harry.
"But your only one!" cried Voldemort.
He sat in the corner of the garden sulking.
Harry crawled up to him and attempted to pull his hair. Voldemort screamed and threw a rock at Harry's head cutting it open.
"Wait a minute what's that smell?" said Voldemort. "Uh-oh!"
Yes that's right Lily had been cooking her dinner when Voldemort so rudely showed up and now it was on fire.
Harry crawled well away from the house, which was lucky because it blew up a few minutes later. Voldemort half-dead vanished leaving Harry with a lightning bolt scar caused by the rock amidst the ruins of his house and the dead bodies of his parents.
You were warned this was stupid!
Summary: This is what should have happened the night Voldemort turned up at the Potter's.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Thanks to all of you who have been reviewing my stories and my poems.
"Rock a bye baby on the treetop when the wind blows the cradle will rock, when the bough breaks the cradle will fall down will come cradle baby and all" Lily Potter sang to her baby boy.
"Singing those stupid muggle songs to the baby again hey Lily?" came James Potter's voice from the doorway.
Lily ignored him and carried on singing to Harry who giggled and pulled her long hair.
Bang Bang!
"Who could that be?" asked Lily frowning as she looked at the clock.
"Oh don't worry it's probably just Sirius" replied James.
Lily heard him in the hallway, the door opening and a low hissing voice before James panicked voice shouted to her.
"Lily it's him! Take Harry and run!"
Panicking Lily picked up the baby and headed for the door. She placed Harry outside and ran back into the hall where her husband and Voldemort were having a furious fight.
"Checkmate!" cried Voldemort triumphantly.
"No fair! You always win at chess!" cried James.
"James what are you doing this is Voldemort we're talking about!" screamed Lily.
"What? Oh yeah. Voldemort I challenge you to scrabble!" cried James.
Noticing the frown on his wife's face he tried again.
"Monopoly?"
"Exploding Snap?"
"Cluedo?"
"A DUEL!" screamed Lily.
"Oh right!"
After a few minutes Voldemort finally uttered the Killing Curse.
James sunk to the ground dead. Lily began sobbing.
"Now for the boy!"
"No not Harry please not Harry! Take me kill me instead!" cried Lily.
"Get out of my way!" snapped Voldemort pushing Lily to the floor.
Lily jumped up and slapped Voldemort.
"Don't you dare hit me!" cried Voldemort hitting her back.
They went on like that for a few minutes slapping each other like little girls until Voldemort had had enough.
Throwing himself to the floor in a fit of temper he started screaming at the top of his voice.
Lily took the opportunity to run out to her child but Voldemort followed.
"Move out of the way girl!" snarled Voldemort.
"No not Harry please I beg you! Not my baby!" pleaded Lily.
"Stand aside you silly girl stand aside now!" shouted Voldemort angrily.
"I won't!"
"Will too!"
"Will not!"
"Will too!"
"Will not I call quits!"
"Oh you bitch!" sobbed Voldemort.
"That's me!"
"Oh I don't have time for this. Avada Kedavra!" Lily slumped to the ground dead.
"Now for you boy!" Voldemort hissed to the giggling child.
Voldemort raised his wand and uttered the Killing Curse but baby Harry cleverly dodged it.
"What's this? A baby resisting Voldemort? We'll see about this!"
Throwing his wand aside he dived for the baby.
To his amazement he was thrown against the wall by a well timed high-kick from Harry.
"But your only one!" cried Voldemort.
He sat in the corner of the garden sulking.
Harry crawled up to him and attempted to pull his hair. Voldemort screamed and threw a rock at Harry's head cutting it open.
"Wait a minute what's that smell?" said Voldemort. "Uh-oh!"
Yes that's right Lily had been cooking her dinner when Voldemort so rudely showed up and now it was on fire.
Harry crawled well away from the house, which was lucky because it blew up a few minutes later. Voldemort half-dead vanished leaving Harry with a lightning bolt scar caused by the rock amidst the ruins of his house and the dead bodies of his parents.
You were warned this was stupid!
