Chapter 2
"Penny for your thoughts?" James offered.
Startled, Lily looked at James, and around her. She was back at the cabin in the woods! She was standing at the exact spot on the porch where she was earlier in memory. And James was standing there, just as he was before. Was it de-ja-vu? No, the dream...vision...whatever it was, was way to realistic. What about time-travel? But how did it happen? And why? It took Lily a few seconds to realize her concerned husband was asking if she was alright.
"I'm fine," she answered, a bit dazed.
"You sure?" James asked.
Lily nodded. Looking at her husband, she saw none of her confusion or dismay. Clearly the dream had just been hers.
James, oblivious to his wife's perils, continued, "I got a paper from Peter today. The news isn't good."
"What's been happening?" she asked, fearing the answer.
"Voldemort grows stronger by the day, and-"
"The Ministry has closed Hogwarts," Lily finished, almost to herself.
"How'd you know?" James asked, confused.
Thinking quick, Lily explained, "I saw the paper earlier on your desk." Lily didn't enjoy decieving her husband, but she didn't want to sound crazy. There was no way she could have traveled time. It was just a hallucination while looking at the stars.
"Well, should we start a late dinner?"
"I'll make it. I need some time to think to myself anyway."
"'bout what?"
"Nothing really," Lily lied.
"Well, would you start thinking about the Fidelus charm. I still think the best thing for Harry is to be under Dumbledore's care. Now I know you don't want to give him up but-"
"No. I agree. Getting him away is the best thing," she confirmed, feeling repetitious.
"So......Do you want to stop having a secret-keeper."
"Yes."
"Alright, I'll write out a letter to Dumbledore and another one to Peter."
Agreeing, Lily went into the kitchen to start dinner. Everything was the same as in her vision. Did that mean Voldemort would really attack? If it was, what was she still doing in the cabin? But she couldn't be in the same place, at the same time. It all made no sense. Deciding not to take chances, Lily set down the cutting knife in her hand and jogged upstairs to the den. "James?!" she called.
"Hmph?"
"We need to leave."
James sighed. Something was seriously wrong with her. "What?"
"I just have this feeling, and...well, can we please just grab Harry and duck out awhile?"
Suddenly feeling tired, James nodded in agreement. "Alright, lets go."
Lily quickly grabbed Harry from his cradle and scurried down the stairs. "We've got to hurry! He'll be here in any minute!"
"He?" James asked, confused.
"Come on," she urged.
Then, with a horrible realization, Lily heard the same sound of the gate being opened from outside. She was too late. He was here. The front door was thrown from its hindges, and the Dark Lord walked in.
In a terrible feeling of repition, she heard James yell, "Run! Take Harry and go; I'll hold him off!" But Lily, knowing it was futile that way, went for her wand in the kitchen. "Expellimarus!" She screamed with all her might. But Voldemort's wand stayed in place. Discouraged, but not surprised, Lily tried to think of a solution. Minor magics would have no effect on him.
"Don't be stupid young Potter. I only wish to kill you son. Allow it and you may live," he said casually, as though speaking about the weather.
But Lily would not be deterred. However, before she could launch her next curse, Voldemort spoke the Adava Kedava curse while pointing his wand at Lily. In her mind, she could hear James shout a curse, though she couldn't make out what it was. As she closed her eyes, Lily's last sight was her husband, also falling to the killing curse.
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Preview:
Third chapter: Lily will finally come to her senses and get out of the house immediately but runs into Peter and-(must stop myself), you'll just have to find out!
"Penny for your thoughts?" James offered.
Startled, Lily looked at James, and around her. She was back at the cabin in the woods! She was standing at the exact spot on the porch where she was earlier in memory. And James was standing there, just as he was before. Was it de-ja-vu? No, the dream...vision...whatever it was, was way to realistic. What about time-travel? But how did it happen? And why? It took Lily a few seconds to realize her concerned husband was asking if she was alright.
"I'm fine," she answered, a bit dazed.
"You sure?" James asked.
Lily nodded. Looking at her husband, she saw none of her confusion or dismay. Clearly the dream had just been hers.
James, oblivious to his wife's perils, continued, "I got a paper from Peter today. The news isn't good."
"What's been happening?" she asked, fearing the answer.
"Voldemort grows stronger by the day, and-"
"The Ministry has closed Hogwarts," Lily finished, almost to herself.
"How'd you know?" James asked, confused.
Thinking quick, Lily explained, "I saw the paper earlier on your desk." Lily didn't enjoy decieving her husband, but she didn't want to sound crazy. There was no way she could have traveled time. It was just a hallucination while looking at the stars.
"Well, should we start a late dinner?"
"I'll make it. I need some time to think to myself anyway."
"'bout what?"
"Nothing really," Lily lied.
"Well, would you start thinking about the Fidelus charm. I still think the best thing for Harry is to be under Dumbledore's care. Now I know you don't want to give him up but-"
"No. I agree. Getting him away is the best thing," she confirmed, feeling repetitious.
"So......Do you want to stop having a secret-keeper."
"Yes."
"Alright, I'll write out a letter to Dumbledore and another one to Peter."
Agreeing, Lily went into the kitchen to start dinner. Everything was the same as in her vision. Did that mean Voldemort would really attack? If it was, what was she still doing in the cabin? But she couldn't be in the same place, at the same time. It all made no sense. Deciding not to take chances, Lily set down the cutting knife in her hand and jogged upstairs to the den. "James?!" she called.
"Hmph?"
"We need to leave."
James sighed. Something was seriously wrong with her. "What?"
"I just have this feeling, and...well, can we please just grab Harry and duck out awhile?"
Suddenly feeling tired, James nodded in agreement. "Alright, lets go."
Lily quickly grabbed Harry from his cradle and scurried down the stairs. "We've got to hurry! He'll be here in any minute!"
"He?" James asked, confused.
"Come on," she urged.
Then, with a horrible realization, Lily heard the same sound of the gate being opened from outside. She was too late. He was here. The front door was thrown from its hindges, and the Dark Lord walked in.
In a terrible feeling of repition, she heard James yell, "Run! Take Harry and go; I'll hold him off!" But Lily, knowing it was futile that way, went for her wand in the kitchen. "Expellimarus!" She screamed with all her might. But Voldemort's wand stayed in place. Discouraged, but not surprised, Lily tried to think of a solution. Minor magics would have no effect on him.
"Don't be stupid young Potter. I only wish to kill you son. Allow it and you may live," he said casually, as though speaking about the weather.
But Lily would not be deterred. However, before she could launch her next curse, Voldemort spoke the Adava Kedava curse while pointing his wand at Lily. In her mind, she could hear James shout a curse, though she couldn't make out what it was. As she closed her eyes, Lily's last sight was her husband, also falling to the killing curse.
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Keep reviewing peoples!
Preview:
Third chapter: Lily will finally come to her senses and get out of the house immediately but runs into Peter and-(must stop myself), you'll just have to find out!