A/n: I jumped ahead several months and the night is October 31st.
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Warnings: Character death, angst, and slash (slash is overall warning)
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He smiled as he thought of James. It had been over a year since James had decided to get his revenge, but it was still funny. James hadn't been careful enough, and some of his hexes and charms had hit some nurses, which hadn't gotten him banned form the hospital unless he himself was a patient.
Severus looked at the small mansion he was flying towards. He had been staying there, in hiding, with Lily and Harry for the past month. The only people who knew where the mansion, and they were, was James and Peter.
They had used a derivation of the fidulius charm to protect them. Since this version of the charm was stronger and it would last longer, it could only protect, at most, two people at a time. Therefore, James was protecting Severus while Peter was protecting both Lily and Harry.
Sirius had opted out for the fact that he was an Auror. If he was captured during a mission, he didn't know how long he could last against Crucio before giving away all he information he knew. He felt it had been a better idea not to risk it.
Severus sighed as he remembered the reason why Remus hadn't been chosen as the other secret keeper. He had disappeared for days on end, and he had been wearing a bandage on his left arm. It was obvious that Remus had become a death eater, even though he didn't want to believe it.
Severus landed at the mansion only to stare in shock. The door was hanging crookedly on its hinges, and the mansion was pitch black. Not a light was to be seen, and that was unlike Lily. She always kept a light on while waiting for him to come home. She always stayed up to wait for him, always, no matter where they were hiding.
He ran towards their bedroom, calling Lily's name only to hear nothing. When he arrived at the door, he pulled out his wand and carefully opened the door. She wasn't there, but the room was in disarray. It looked as if someone had searched it.
He turned and headed towards the nursery, hoping that Lily had just fallen asleep while rocking Harry, but knowing that something was wrong. He knew something was wrong. He could feel it. His footsteps slowed as he neared the nursery, afraid to enter, afraid of what he could find.
He opened the door and stopped in shock. Lily was lying silently on the floor, next to a robe. She wasn't breathing and she wasn't moving. He knew that Lily was dead, and that Harry had to be to. How could he not be dead? It wasn't as if people ever survived the killing curse.
He turned and started to leave the depressing room when he heard a small cry. He turned, thinking he had imagined it, but hoping that he hadn't. He walked towards Lily, and stopped near the robes lying in a bunch. The robe was something neither he nor Lily owned, and the noise seemed to be coming from here. He swooped down and picked up the robe, and almost cried.
It was Harry, and he was alive. The child, nearly a year old, had a large cut in the shape of a lighting bolt that bled profusely, but he was alive. He didn't know what had happened, but it was obvious that peter had betrayed them and had gotten Lily killed. It was also obvious that they had tried to do something to Harry, but he wasn't sure why that hadn't worked. He supposed it could have had something to do with the magicks Lily had been researching lately.
He picked up Harry, and started to tend to his wound when Albus Dumbledore appeared.
Albus stared at the robes that Severus had dropped to the floor for several minutes before snapping out of his revere. It was several minutes more before he spoke, "You know, Severus, young Harry did something that not even I could do. Those robes are all that is left of Voldemort."
A dazed voice answered, "You mean Harry destroyed him?"
"No, at least, not totally. His body is gone, but he has performed to many spells and drake too many potions in pursuit of immortality to fully die. His spirit is still alive, but it is broken, and he may not survive in the mortal realm by himself."
Severus looked down at Harry shocked, he couldn't believe that his son had defeated You-Know-Who while Lily, Lily was dead.
Severus felt the view shift in front of him swam, and if it hadn't been for the quick levitating charm Dumbledore had cast, he would have knocked his head when he had fainted.
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Lei Dumbledore: I updated, I updated.
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Warnings: Character death, angst, and slash (slash is overall warning)
Disclaimer: See this pen? I won the pen. See this Harry Potter book? I own it. See this copyright of Harry Potter book? I do not own that.
He smiled as he thought of James. It had been over a year since James had decided to get his revenge, but it was still funny. James hadn't been careful enough, and some of his hexes and charms had hit some nurses, which hadn't gotten him banned form the hospital unless he himself was a patient.
Severus looked at the small mansion he was flying towards. He had been staying there, in hiding, with Lily and Harry for the past month. The only people who knew where the mansion, and they were, was James and Peter.
They had used a derivation of the fidulius charm to protect them. Since this version of the charm was stronger and it would last longer, it could only protect, at most, two people at a time. Therefore, James was protecting Severus while Peter was protecting both Lily and Harry.
Sirius had opted out for the fact that he was an Auror. If he was captured during a mission, he didn't know how long he could last against Crucio before giving away all he information he knew. He felt it had been a better idea not to risk it.
Severus sighed as he remembered the reason why Remus hadn't been chosen as the other secret keeper. He had disappeared for days on end, and he had been wearing a bandage on his left arm. It was obvious that Remus had become a death eater, even though he didn't want to believe it.
Severus landed at the mansion only to stare in shock. The door was hanging crookedly on its hinges, and the mansion was pitch black. Not a light was to be seen, and that was unlike Lily. She always kept a light on while waiting for him to come home. She always stayed up to wait for him, always, no matter where they were hiding.
He ran towards their bedroom, calling Lily's name only to hear nothing. When he arrived at the door, he pulled out his wand and carefully opened the door. She wasn't there, but the room was in disarray. It looked as if someone had searched it.
He turned and headed towards the nursery, hoping that Lily had just fallen asleep while rocking Harry, but knowing that something was wrong. He knew something was wrong. He could feel it. His footsteps slowed as he neared the nursery, afraid to enter, afraid of what he could find.
He opened the door and stopped in shock. Lily was lying silently on the floor, next to a robe. She wasn't breathing and she wasn't moving. He knew that Lily was dead, and that Harry had to be to. How could he not be dead? It wasn't as if people ever survived the killing curse.
He turned and started to leave the depressing room when he heard a small cry. He turned, thinking he had imagined it, but hoping that he hadn't. He walked towards Lily, and stopped near the robes lying in a bunch. The robe was something neither he nor Lily owned, and the noise seemed to be coming from here. He swooped down and picked up the robe, and almost cried.
It was Harry, and he was alive. The child, nearly a year old, had a large cut in the shape of a lighting bolt that bled profusely, but he was alive. He didn't know what had happened, but it was obvious that peter had betrayed them and had gotten Lily killed. It was also obvious that they had tried to do something to Harry, but he wasn't sure why that hadn't worked. He supposed it could have had something to do with the magicks Lily had been researching lately.
He picked up Harry, and started to tend to his wound when Albus Dumbledore appeared.
Albus stared at the robes that Severus had dropped to the floor for several minutes before snapping out of his revere. It was several minutes more before he spoke, "You know, Severus, young Harry did something that not even I could do. Those robes are all that is left of Voldemort."
A dazed voice answered, "You mean Harry destroyed him?"
"No, at least, not totally. His body is gone, but he has performed to many spells and drake too many potions in pursuit of immortality to fully die. His spirit is still alive, but it is broken, and he may not survive in the mortal realm by himself."
Severus looked down at Harry shocked, he couldn't believe that his son had defeated You-Know-Who while Lily, Lily was dead.
Severus felt the view shift in front of him swam, and if it hadn't been for the quick levitating charm Dumbledore had cast, he would have knocked his head when he had fainted.
Reviewers:
DragonFaerie: Always
Blank: anything but that, please don't cast it.
npetrenko: Of course, and thank-you
Lei Dumbledore: I updated, I updated.