Author's Notes- Hello all. I'm on the verge of tears because this is the
final chapter of Lily's Lake! If I get enough reviews I might write an
Epilouge, but if not. Well, I'm gonna try and make this really good, and I
hope you all like it. Everyone knows what's going to happen. Everyone knows
what happens. Okay, about the quotes, I do not have the third book (I lost
it), so you'll have to bear with me. Okay, I think I can start now.
Disclamer- I own nothing. It all belongs to JK Rowling and the wonderful Harry Potter people, of which I am not. The song is the Spice Girls', not mine, so don't sue me for that either. And the lyrics I got are from www.lyricsstyle.com. Ok? Ok.
Now, I can start.
Lily's Lake
Chapter 32
October 31st, All Hallows Eve Godric's Hollow
"James, did you put Harry to bed?" I asked. "Yeah," James answered, walking into our bedroom. "Good. He's been sleeping through the night really well, but over the past few days he's been waking up crying. I want him to get some sleep," I said, and smiled. "Don't worry about it, Lils," James told me, rolled his eyes, and turned off the light to our room.
Do you still remember, how we used to be?
Feeling together, believe in whatever, My love has said to me
Godric's Hollow was quiet, deathly quiet. All the lights were off, and no one noticed the hooded figure walk slowly down the street, his face hidden. All you could see was a determined and victorious grin on his face. He stopped in front of a pleasant house, set back on a piece of green land with a tree out front, and smiled as he passed the mail box on the sidewalk that read "Potter".
Both of us were dreamers, Young love in the sun, Felt like my savior, my spirit I gave you, We'd only just begun
"Lily." "What is it, James?" I asked, rolling over in bed. "Lily, I think someone's here," James whispered. "Don't be ridiculous. It's the middle of the night. Besides, we have the charm," I whispered, barely opening my eyes. "No, Lils, I'm serious," James whispered. I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to go check," James whispered. "Fine, but I'm going back to sleep," I said. James crawled out of bed and I rolled over, and shut my eyes. Doesn't he trust Peter? "Lily! Run! Get Harry and run! It's him! He's here!" James yelled suddenly. I bolted upright. "JAMES?" I screamed. "LILY! IT'S HIM! TAKE HARRY AND RUN!" James screamed. I raced out of bed and down the hallway. I threw open the door. The floor seemed to tilt. I grabbed the doorway, and ran into the bedroom.
Hasta Manana, Always be mine
Harry was still asleep. I ran over to his cradle, and picked him up. He smiled in his sleep. I looked franticlly around. Where could we go? "LILY!" James yelled. I heard another voice downstairs. My heard pounded. I didn't know what to do. I ran back into the hallway and down the back stairs to the living room. I didn't dare take the one to the main hallway. That's where James was, and if James was right, that's where Voldemort was too. "The back door," I thought, then thought, "Peter, how could you?" The kitchen was dark, save the moonlight coming through the window and running across the tiles. My feet pounded it against it as I dodged the table, chairs, and toys. I heard a scream, and froze. James. James was dead.
Viva Forever, I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun, Live forever, for the moment Ever searching for the one
Harry started to stir in my arms. I looked down, and knew I had to move, for Harry's sake. I started to run across the floor again. The door seemed miles away. "Lily Potter." I turned to see a dark figure in the doorway, holding a wand. I froze, and held Harry close to me. "Oh, God," I thought, "Please, take me, not Harry." "So we meet again, Mrs. Potter," Voldemort whispered. "Please! Take me, don't take Harry! Please! Take me instead!" I shouted. "Oh, shut up, you silly girl. Your mouth will be the death of you, did I not tell you? Now SHUT UP!" he yelled. "Take me, not Harry! Take me instead! Please, I beg of you, take me instead!" I screamed. "SHUT UP and move aside, you stupid Mudblood!" he screamed at me. "No! Take me instead! Take me instead! Please, take me instead!" I screamed, full of rage. He took my parents, my parents-in-law, my sister, my best friends, my roommates, many, many, of my friends, and now my husband. I would not let him take my son. He'd have to go through me first. "Step aside!" "Take me instead!"
Yes I still remember, every whispered word, The touch of your skin giving life from within Like a love song that I'd heard
"You stupid girl! Move aside!" "Take me instead!" "Stupid girl! Avada Kedavra!" Green, I saw a green light. The words, "Take me instead" died on my lips, and everything went black.
Slippin through our fingers, like the sands of time Promises made, every memory saved As reflections in my mind
Voldemort looked down at the baby boy in Lily Potter's arms, awake and wailing. He grinned. "Finally, the last Potter," he whispered. The baby boy wailed as Voldemort drew his wand. "Avada Kedavra!" There was another flash of green light. Only the little boy's wails grew louder, and an ear splitting scream hit the air, the scream of a man being brought to his death. or something like death.
Hasta Manana, Always be mine
Everything around the green light was destroyed. The house lay in ruins. The bodies of Lily and James Potter lay where they died, but little Harry Potter lay in his blankets, a scar shaped like lightning upon his forehead, wailing in his dead mother's arms.
Viva Forever, I'll be waiting Everylasting, like the sun Live forever, for the moment Ever searching, for the one
The people of Godric's Hollow, dressed in night robes and pajamas, gathered around the sight of what used to be a house. Now, it was simply ruins. There were two figures in the Potter house. One was Sirius Black, crying and shaking his head. The other was a giant man, Hagrid. He looked down into the rubble, and recovered a baby boy, still crying in his blankets. "Please, let me take him. I'm his godfather," Sirius said. "I have orders from Dumbledore to take him to his aunt and uncle's house, Sirius. I'm sorry," Hagrid answered. "It's allright," Sirius whispered, and looked back at the rubble. "You can use my motorcycle to get there. It will get you there faster." "Why, thank you, Sirius," Hagrid said, then added, "I must be going. I'll bring it back to you soon, though." Sirius nodded, and stared at the rubble, clenching his fists. Finally he turned away, whispering one thing, "Peter."
But we're all alone now, was it just a dream? Feelings unfold, that will never be sold And the secret's safe with me
Anya Jones sat in her kitchen on the morning of November 1st, making some tea, when Remus Lupin came in through the fire place. "Hello, Remus," she whispered. "Anya, I have some bad news," Remus said. His voice was barely audible. "What?" Anya asked. "Lily and James are dead, Anya. He killed them last night," Remus whispered. Anya dropped the tea cup, and it broke into the little splinters on the tiled floor of the kitchen. The brown tea stained the floor. She didn't seem to notice. She then started crying. "Lily. James. Harry." "Harry's alive," Remus interruptted. "What?" Anya asked, looking up. "Harry's alive. Haven't you heard? The whole world's celebrating. Voldemort tried to kill Harry too, but he couldn't. I don't know why, but he couldn't kill Harry. Harry's alive, and Voldemort's gone," Remus said. "Gone? Voldemort's gone?" Anya asked. Remus nodded. Anya put her head in her arms, and started crying. Lily and James Potter were gone. Harry Potter was an orphan. And Voldemort was gone. Andrea and Netta were gone. She was the only one left of her friends. There was no LANA, only A. "Sirius," she hissed.
Hasta Manana, Always be mine
Dumbledore stood in his office at Hogwarts, and stared at the wall. It was a shame. Lily and James Potter were such good people, such good people. All the teachers were sorry to hear they were gone. but none more than Dumbledore. Sure, it had brought on Voldemort's downfall, but they were dead. And two such good people, gone.
Viva Forever (Viva Forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment) Ever searching (Ever searching), for the one (for the one)
Anya Jones and Remus Lupin walked up to the ruins that had once been the Potters' house. Now all that were left were charred ruins. Anya and Remus walked around the mess of rubble, looking around. They took anything they could salvage. Anya saw something glitter against the ground. She bent down and picked it up. It was a necklace with a locket on it. "Remus! Remus!" she called. Remus ran over, and looked at Anya. "What?" he asked. "It's. It's. Lily's necklace," Anya stammered. "The one James bought for her." Anya hung her head, and tucked the necklace in her pocket, remembering how, after Lily'd broken up with James, she'd thrown it across the room, never wanting to see it again. Then, after Lily got back together with James, Anya had presented it to her, and Lily had never taken it off again. Those memories hurt.
Viva forever (viva forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment Ever searching (ever searching), for the one
Anya was called to Dumbledore's office the day after the funeral. Anya was still wearing black. "You wanted to see me?" Anya asked. "Miss Jones, you know Miss Potter is alive, correct?" Dumbledore asked. Anya nodded. "You are her offical guardian, after her aunt and uncle. I want you to look out for her, make sure she's doing well in the orphanage. You must understand, she must know nothing. Remember, technically, she's not there yet," Dumbledore said. Anya nodded. "Sure, Professor, I'll do that," she whispered. "Thank you," Dumbledore said, "I know how hard this is for you, but you have Remus, you can get along." Anya nodded, and thought, "But it isn't the same as Lily."
Viva Forever (Viva Forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment) Ever searching (Ever searching), for the one (for the one)
Sirius ran down the street, chasing Peter. He wanted to kill Peter. He wanted to tear him limb from limb. The street was packed with muggles. Peter had backed himself into a corner. He spun around, and saw Sirius. "Sirius! Lily and James? How could you?" Peter yelled. Sirius started at him, and raised his wand. The muggles by them turned in shock to watch. Before Sirius had even fully raised his wand a spell rang through the air. The world around them seemed to collapse. Muggles fell, and Peter disappeared. Sirius watched some rats scurry into the sewer, and laughed. He just stood in the middle of the street with dead muggles and a huge crater around him, and laughed. Like a madman. He just laughed.
Viva Forever (Viva Forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment) Ever searching (Ever searching), for the one (for the one)
Anya did as Dumbledore asked her to. She watched over Erika, and even watched over Harry a bit too. Every day she saw them grow more and more like their parents. It hurt her to watch, but they were all she had left of her best friends. They were all she had left. Them, and Remus. Peter was dead. Sirius killed him. "Yet another murder for Sirius," she thought bitterly. The name Sirius Black was more a curse word to her now. She swore if she ever laid eyes on him again, he'd tear him into pieces. He gave Lily and James to Voldemort! He might as well have given them to him on a platter. The years went by. The years were peaceful. Voldemort was gone, for know at least. Anya knew she would never forgive him for Lily's death, or James'. She would never forgive anyone for that.
Author's Note- So, how did you like it? Well, that's it for Lily's Lake, unless you guys review a lot and ask for a epilouge, then I'll write one. Well, everyone, Lily and James are dead *tear*. I hope I'll see you guys for the sequel.
Bye!
Any more comments? Email me at StarlightEve111@aol.com
L/J Forever!
Disclamer- I own nothing. It all belongs to JK Rowling and the wonderful Harry Potter people, of which I am not. The song is the Spice Girls', not mine, so don't sue me for that either. And the lyrics I got are from www.lyricsstyle.com. Ok? Ok.
Now, I can start.
Lily's Lake
Chapter 32
October 31st, All Hallows Eve Godric's Hollow
"James, did you put Harry to bed?" I asked. "Yeah," James answered, walking into our bedroom. "Good. He's been sleeping through the night really well, but over the past few days he's been waking up crying. I want him to get some sleep," I said, and smiled. "Don't worry about it, Lils," James told me, rolled his eyes, and turned off the light to our room.
Do you still remember, how we used to be?
Feeling together, believe in whatever, My love has said to me
Godric's Hollow was quiet, deathly quiet. All the lights were off, and no one noticed the hooded figure walk slowly down the street, his face hidden. All you could see was a determined and victorious grin on his face. He stopped in front of a pleasant house, set back on a piece of green land with a tree out front, and smiled as he passed the mail box on the sidewalk that read "Potter".
Both of us were dreamers, Young love in the sun, Felt like my savior, my spirit I gave you, We'd only just begun
"Lily." "What is it, James?" I asked, rolling over in bed. "Lily, I think someone's here," James whispered. "Don't be ridiculous. It's the middle of the night. Besides, we have the charm," I whispered, barely opening my eyes. "No, Lils, I'm serious," James whispered. I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to go check," James whispered. "Fine, but I'm going back to sleep," I said. James crawled out of bed and I rolled over, and shut my eyes. Doesn't he trust Peter? "Lily! Run! Get Harry and run! It's him! He's here!" James yelled suddenly. I bolted upright. "JAMES?" I screamed. "LILY! IT'S HIM! TAKE HARRY AND RUN!" James screamed. I raced out of bed and down the hallway. I threw open the door. The floor seemed to tilt. I grabbed the doorway, and ran into the bedroom.
Hasta Manana, Always be mine
Harry was still asleep. I ran over to his cradle, and picked him up. He smiled in his sleep. I looked franticlly around. Where could we go? "LILY!" James yelled. I heard another voice downstairs. My heard pounded. I didn't know what to do. I ran back into the hallway and down the back stairs to the living room. I didn't dare take the one to the main hallway. That's where James was, and if James was right, that's where Voldemort was too. "The back door," I thought, then thought, "Peter, how could you?" The kitchen was dark, save the moonlight coming through the window and running across the tiles. My feet pounded it against it as I dodged the table, chairs, and toys. I heard a scream, and froze. James. James was dead.
Viva Forever, I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun, Live forever, for the moment Ever searching for the one
Harry started to stir in my arms. I looked down, and knew I had to move, for Harry's sake. I started to run across the floor again. The door seemed miles away. "Lily Potter." I turned to see a dark figure in the doorway, holding a wand. I froze, and held Harry close to me. "Oh, God," I thought, "Please, take me, not Harry." "So we meet again, Mrs. Potter," Voldemort whispered. "Please! Take me, don't take Harry! Please! Take me instead!" I shouted. "Oh, shut up, you silly girl. Your mouth will be the death of you, did I not tell you? Now SHUT UP!" he yelled. "Take me, not Harry! Take me instead! Please, I beg of you, take me instead!" I screamed. "SHUT UP and move aside, you stupid Mudblood!" he screamed at me. "No! Take me instead! Take me instead! Please, take me instead!" I screamed, full of rage. He took my parents, my parents-in-law, my sister, my best friends, my roommates, many, many, of my friends, and now my husband. I would not let him take my son. He'd have to go through me first. "Step aside!" "Take me instead!"
Yes I still remember, every whispered word, The touch of your skin giving life from within Like a love song that I'd heard
"You stupid girl! Move aside!" "Take me instead!" "Stupid girl! Avada Kedavra!" Green, I saw a green light. The words, "Take me instead" died on my lips, and everything went black.
Slippin through our fingers, like the sands of time Promises made, every memory saved As reflections in my mind
Voldemort looked down at the baby boy in Lily Potter's arms, awake and wailing. He grinned. "Finally, the last Potter," he whispered. The baby boy wailed as Voldemort drew his wand. "Avada Kedavra!" There was another flash of green light. Only the little boy's wails grew louder, and an ear splitting scream hit the air, the scream of a man being brought to his death. or something like death.
Hasta Manana, Always be mine
Everything around the green light was destroyed. The house lay in ruins. The bodies of Lily and James Potter lay where they died, but little Harry Potter lay in his blankets, a scar shaped like lightning upon his forehead, wailing in his dead mother's arms.
Viva Forever, I'll be waiting Everylasting, like the sun Live forever, for the moment Ever searching, for the one
The people of Godric's Hollow, dressed in night robes and pajamas, gathered around the sight of what used to be a house. Now, it was simply ruins. There were two figures in the Potter house. One was Sirius Black, crying and shaking his head. The other was a giant man, Hagrid. He looked down into the rubble, and recovered a baby boy, still crying in his blankets. "Please, let me take him. I'm his godfather," Sirius said. "I have orders from Dumbledore to take him to his aunt and uncle's house, Sirius. I'm sorry," Hagrid answered. "It's allright," Sirius whispered, and looked back at the rubble. "You can use my motorcycle to get there. It will get you there faster." "Why, thank you, Sirius," Hagrid said, then added, "I must be going. I'll bring it back to you soon, though." Sirius nodded, and stared at the rubble, clenching his fists. Finally he turned away, whispering one thing, "Peter."
But we're all alone now, was it just a dream? Feelings unfold, that will never be sold And the secret's safe with me
Anya Jones sat in her kitchen on the morning of November 1st, making some tea, when Remus Lupin came in through the fire place. "Hello, Remus," she whispered. "Anya, I have some bad news," Remus said. His voice was barely audible. "What?" Anya asked. "Lily and James are dead, Anya. He killed them last night," Remus whispered. Anya dropped the tea cup, and it broke into the little splinters on the tiled floor of the kitchen. The brown tea stained the floor. She didn't seem to notice. She then started crying. "Lily. James. Harry." "Harry's alive," Remus interruptted. "What?" Anya asked, looking up. "Harry's alive. Haven't you heard? The whole world's celebrating. Voldemort tried to kill Harry too, but he couldn't. I don't know why, but he couldn't kill Harry. Harry's alive, and Voldemort's gone," Remus said. "Gone? Voldemort's gone?" Anya asked. Remus nodded. Anya put her head in her arms, and started crying. Lily and James Potter were gone. Harry Potter was an orphan. And Voldemort was gone. Andrea and Netta were gone. She was the only one left of her friends. There was no LANA, only A. "Sirius," she hissed.
Hasta Manana, Always be mine
Dumbledore stood in his office at Hogwarts, and stared at the wall. It was a shame. Lily and James Potter were such good people, such good people. All the teachers were sorry to hear they were gone. but none more than Dumbledore. Sure, it had brought on Voldemort's downfall, but they were dead. And two such good people, gone.
Viva Forever (Viva Forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment) Ever searching (Ever searching), for the one (for the one)
Anya Jones and Remus Lupin walked up to the ruins that had once been the Potters' house. Now all that were left were charred ruins. Anya and Remus walked around the mess of rubble, looking around. They took anything they could salvage. Anya saw something glitter against the ground. She bent down and picked it up. It was a necklace with a locket on it. "Remus! Remus!" she called. Remus ran over, and looked at Anya. "What?" he asked. "It's. It's. Lily's necklace," Anya stammered. "The one James bought for her." Anya hung her head, and tucked the necklace in her pocket, remembering how, after Lily'd broken up with James, she'd thrown it across the room, never wanting to see it again. Then, after Lily got back together with James, Anya had presented it to her, and Lily had never taken it off again. Those memories hurt.
Viva forever (viva forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment Ever searching (ever searching), for the one
Anya was called to Dumbledore's office the day after the funeral. Anya was still wearing black. "You wanted to see me?" Anya asked. "Miss Jones, you know Miss Potter is alive, correct?" Dumbledore asked. Anya nodded. "You are her offical guardian, after her aunt and uncle. I want you to look out for her, make sure she's doing well in the orphanage. You must understand, she must know nothing. Remember, technically, she's not there yet," Dumbledore said. Anya nodded. "Sure, Professor, I'll do that," she whispered. "Thank you," Dumbledore said, "I know how hard this is for you, but you have Remus, you can get along." Anya nodded, and thought, "But it isn't the same as Lily."
Viva Forever (Viva Forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment) Ever searching (Ever searching), for the one (for the one)
Sirius ran down the street, chasing Peter. He wanted to kill Peter. He wanted to tear him limb from limb. The street was packed with muggles. Peter had backed himself into a corner. He spun around, and saw Sirius. "Sirius! Lily and James? How could you?" Peter yelled. Sirius started at him, and raised his wand. The muggles by them turned in shock to watch. Before Sirius had even fully raised his wand a spell rang through the air. The world around them seemed to collapse. Muggles fell, and Peter disappeared. Sirius watched some rats scurry into the sewer, and laughed. He just stood in the middle of the street with dead muggles and a huge crater around him, and laughed. Like a madman. He just laughed.
Viva Forever (Viva Forever), I'll be waiting (I'll be waiting) Everlasting (Everlasting), like the sun (like the sun) Live forever (live forever), for the moment (for the moment) Ever searching (Ever searching), for the one (for the one)
Anya did as Dumbledore asked her to. She watched over Erika, and even watched over Harry a bit too. Every day she saw them grow more and more like their parents. It hurt her to watch, but they were all she had left of her best friends. They were all she had left. Them, and Remus. Peter was dead. Sirius killed him. "Yet another murder for Sirius," she thought bitterly. The name Sirius Black was more a curse word to her now. She swore if she ever laid eyes on him again, he'd tear him into pieces. He gave Lily and James to Voldemort! He might as well have given them to him on a platter. The years went by. The years were peaceful. Voldemort was gone, for know at least. Anya knew she would never forgive him for Lily's death, or James'. She would never forgive anyone for that.
Author's Note- So, how did you like it? Well, that's it for Lily's Lake, unless you guys review a lot and ask for a epilouge, then I'll write one. Well, everyone, Lily and James are dead *tear*. I hope I'll see you guys for the sequel.
Bye!
Any more comments? Email me at StarlightEve111@aol.com
L/J Forever!