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It was a beautiful night in England. The sunset was perfect with a multitude of colors. And looking up at the sky, Lily Potter contemplated her life. In hiding from Voldemort, she, James, and Harry had retreated into a cabin out in the forest. Lily knew that James hated to be in hiding like this, and Lily hated to be away from her friends and family. But if saving their son meant doing these things, James and Lily would simply have to do them. If it were up to James, Harry would've been sent away to live with Dumbledore. But Lily hadn't been able to part with her son, and had instead found the secret-keeper idea far more appealing. So there she was. Lily, along with James and Harry, was secluded in the forest, left looking up at the stary sky every night. Silently, Lily prayed to the starts, "Please, let everything be alright, please..."
"Penny for your thoughts?" James offered from behind, disrupting Lily from her thoughts.
Lily turned to look at her husband admiringly. "Seems like a perfect night doesn't it?" she asked casually. "Like the kind of night when nothing could go wrong."
James smiled. "Things are never what they seem."
From Lily's curious look, he explained, "I was catching up on the news. Peter sent us a paper, and uh...it's not good."
"What's been happening?"
"Voldemort is getting stronger and stronger."
"He has been for a long time," Lily off-handidly replied.
"It's been suggested that he may become more powerful than Dumbledore. The Ministry has even closed down Hogwarts for the year."
"Why?" Lily asked unbelievingly. "There is no safer place for the children then at Hogwarts."
"If Voldemort and the Death Eaters try to invade, he may eventaully win."
"Everything is so wrong with the world on the outside," Lily said sadly. "It almost makes me grateful for being hidden up here."
"Almost?"
"I want to have our lives back James. I want to be able to see Remus, Sirius and the rest of our friends without fearing for our lives. I want to keep helping with the fight against the Dark."
"We've been fighting Voldemort since the day we left Hogwarts. We have to think of our son now."
"But shouldn't we be fighting Voldemort so Harry can live in a world safe from the Dark?"
"There's no guarentee that will ever happen."
"I know. But why does he want our son anyway?"
"I've been thinking about that question since Harry was born. I don't know. But all that matters is his safety."
Sighing, Lily finally settled her mind on something. "This whole business of having a secret-keeper, I don't like it. I trust Dumbledore a million times more than Peter Pettigrew."
"I've been thinking a lot about that too. Listen, you know I've always wanted to simply hide Harry away with Dumbledore, forget the whole Fidelius charm."
"I wasn't ready before. I think I am now."
Smiling, James said, "I'll contact Peter and Dumbledore tomorrow. We'll end this secret-keeper nonsense."
"Tomorrow," Lily agreed.
Sighing, Lily tried to keep a positive attitude. "I'm starving, lets make some dinner."
James nodded, and the two headed over to the kitchen. Lily started on a salad, and James began to prepare a turkey. And for five minutes, Lily felt perfectly at peace and normal, simply making dinner in her kitchen. .
What happened next was like a horrible nightmare. Lily heard a sound, in the back of her mind, and it would only register seconds later as the sound of the creaky front gate being opened. Then, the front door began to rattle and shake violently, a green light shining through the edges and cracks.
As though in the slow motion of a dream, Lily heard James yell, "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off-!" and Lily's legs mindlessly brought her to the steps as she realized what was happening. The green light...it could only be Voldemort! But how!? After all they had gone through, how had he found them!? Lily's was about to run back down to James, when she remembered Harry. Her son!
Running to the back bedroom, Lily stopped dead in her tracks when she heard a scream from below, followed by an evil, high-pitched laughter. Lily sank into a trance as she realized the scream belonged to her husband, and that he was without a doubt dead.
From below, she then heard footsteps approaching. Snapping out of her trance, Lily shut the door, and shoved a bookcase against it. With dread, she remembered she had left her wand down in the kitchen.
Without warning, the bookcase was thrown across the room, as well as the door. In their place was a tall, evil looking man Lily knew as Voldemort. Without a word, he advanced on her.
Grabbing Harry, Lily begged, "Please, spare my son. Not Harry, not Harry!"
Lily continued to beg, but Voldemort spoke, "stand aside you silly girl! Stand aside now."
But Lily continued to beg for mercy for her son.
Laughing again, Voldemort said, "Fate is against you my dear. It is your own pitiful trust and judgement that has brought you to this place. I'll ask no more. Stand aside or die! Ignoring her further pleas, Voldemort yelled, "Adava Kedava!"
The last thing Lily registered in her mind was a green light enveloping her, while at the same time darkness began to close in on her. As Lily slowly fell to the ground, powerless, dying, all she thought of was her son. 'Must save Harry, must save Harry, must save Harry." But it was no use. As soon as Lily had fallen dead, Voldemort spoke the unforgiveable curse a final time, killing Harry Potter.
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A/N This is not the end of the story!!!
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It was a beautiful night in England. The sunset was perfect with a multitude of colors. And looking up at the sky, Lily Potter contemplated her life. In hiding from Voldemort, she, James, and Harry had retreated into a cabin out in the forest. Lily knew that James hated to be in hiding like this, and Lily hated to be away from her friends and family. But if saving their son meant doing these things, James and Lily would simply have to do them. If it were up to James, Harry would've been sent away to live with Dumbledore. But Lily hadn't been able to part with her son, and had instead found the secret-keeper idea far more appealing. So there she was. Lily, along with James and Harry, was secluded in the forest, left looking up at the stary sky every night. Silently, Lily prayed to the starts, "Please, let everything be alright, please..."
"Penny for your thoughts?" James offered from behind, disrupting Lily from her thoughts.
Lily turned to look at her husband admiringly. "Seems like a perfect night doesn't it?" she asked casually. "Like the kind of night when nothing could go wrong."
James smiled. "Things are never what they seem."
From Lily's curious look, he explained, "I was catching up on the news. Peter sent us a paper, and uh...it's not good."
"What's been happening?"
"Voldemort is getting stronger and stronger."
"He has been for a long time," Lily off-handidly replied.
"It's been suggested that he may become more powerful than Dumbledore. The Ministry has even closed down Hogwarts for the year."
"Why?" Lily asked unbelievingly. "There is no safer place for the children then at Hogwarts."
"If Voldemort and the Death Eaters try to invade, he may eventaully win."
"Everything is so wrong with the world on the outside," Lily said sadly. "It almost makes me grateful for being hidden up here."
"Almost?"
"I want to have our lives back James. I want to be able to see Remus, Sirius and the rest of our friends without fearing for our lives. I want to keep helping with the fight against the Dark."
"We've been fighting Voldemort since the day we left Hogwarts. We have to think of our son now."
"But shouldn't we be fighting Voldemort so Harry can live in a world safe from the Dark?"
"There's no guarentee that will ever happen."
"I know. But why does he want our son anyway?"
"I've been thinking about that question since Harry was born. I don't know. But all that matters is his safety."
Sighing, Lily finally settled her mind on something. "This whole business of having a secret-keeper, I don't like it. I trust Dumbledore a million times more than Peter Pettigrew."
"I've been thinking a lot about that too. Listen, you know I've always wanted to simply hide Harry away with Dumbledore, forget the whole Fidelius charm."
"I wasn't ready before. I think I am now."
Smiling, James said, "I'll contact Peter and Dumbledore tomorrow. We'll end this secret-keeper nonsense."
"Tomorrow," Lily agreed.
Sighing, Lily tried to keep a positive attitude. "I'm starving, lets make some dinner."
James nodded, and the two headed over to the kitchen. Lily started on a salad, and James began to prepare a turkey. And for five minutes, Lily felt perfectly at peace and normal, simply making dinner in her kitchen. .
What happened next was like a horrible nightmare. Lily heard a sound, in the back of her mind, and it would only register seconds later as the sound of the creaky front gate being opened. Then, the front door began to rattle and shake violently, a green light shining through the edges and cracks.
As though in the slow motion of a dream, Lily heard James yell, "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off-!" and Lily's legs mindlessly brought her to the steps as she realized what was happening. The green light...it could only be Voldemort! But how!? After all they had gone through, how had he found them!? Lily's was about to run back down to James, when she remembered Harry. Her son!
Running to the back bedroom, Lily stopped dead in her tracks when she heard a scream from below, followed by an evil, high-pitched laughter. Lily sank into a trance as she realized the scream belonged to her husband, and that he was without a doubt dead.
From below, she then heard footsteps approaching. Snapping out of her trance, Lily shut the door, and shoved a bookcase against it. With dread, she remembered she had left her wand down in the kitchen.
Without warning, the bookcase was thrown across the room, as well as the door. In their place was a tall, evil looking man Lily knew as Voldemort. Without a word, he advanced on her.
Grabbing Harry, Lily begged, "Please, spare my son. Not Harry, not Harry!"
Lily continued to beg, but Voldemort spoke, "stand aside you silly girl! Stand aside now."
But Lily continued to beg for mercy for her son.
Laughing again, Voldemort said, "Fate is against you my dear. It is your own pitiful trust and judgement that has brought you to this place. I'll ask no more. Stand aside or die! Ignoring her further pleas, Voldemort yelled, "Adava Kedava!"
The last thing Lily registered in her mind was a green light enveloping her, while at the same time darkness began to close in on her. As Lily slowly fell to the ground, powerless, dying, all she thought of was her son. 'Must save Harry, must save Harry, must save Harry." But it was no use. As soon as Lily had fallen dead, Voldemort spoke the unforgiveable curse a final time, killing Harry Potter.
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A/N This is not the end of the story!!!