LILY POTTER AND THE CHANGE OF TIME
Warning – This is the sequel to Harry Potter, Time Traveler. If you have not read, Harry Potter, Time Traveler, I would highly recommend it as this story will get very confusing. You may not recognize many of the characters and may have no idea what is going on if you do not read it.
Summary – Harry Potter is supposed to be dead. But thanks to the Book of Time and a little time traveling back in his fifth year, he is now alive. Now Lily must overcome the obstacles of being a typical teenage witch and finding out where time got changed because you never want to mess with fate. Sometimes it does not always come out for the best…but yet…sometimes it does.
Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter, the characters, or the Harry Potter world. They all belong to the fabulous J.K. Rowling. However, while I do not own their names, the characters and the personality traits of Lily Potter, Eddie Weasley, Daris Malfoy, Christof Nott, as well as Asher Lazard and Robyn Andrews all belong to me.
Chapter 12 – Shriveling Hearts:
A cold, icy breeze filled the air. And it was not only just because of the cold weather that the current months began to bring with them.
Two, tall, skinny men shivered in the night as they took timid steps towards the tiny house in the distance. They reached the door and looked grimly at each other.
"Well, go on!"
The smaller of the two men was encouraging the larger one. This large man sighed as he knocked on the door four times, slowly and almost painfully. The door opened by itself and they heard a low, evil, whisper of, 'Come in.'
The two men slowly and hesitantly slipped into the house, quickly closing the door behind them. Once inside, they could hear the warm fire crackling in the hearth and quietly walked into the room where the fire was burning. They followed the light which led to a small living room. It was bare and empty; cold and dreary despite the obvious warmth coming from the fire. The only piece of furniture in the entire room was a tall, throne-like chair in the middle of the room, sitting right in front of the fire. It was a disturbing looking chair, tall and thin with statues of hissing snakes for the armrests. The two men could see two ghostly white hands resting on the heads of the snakes on the chair. Taking deep breaths, they slowly walked to the side of the chair and bowed to the pale, thin man sitting in the chair.
"Have you any news?" a cold, high voice asked, coming from the man who was sitting in the throne-like, snake chair. His voice was disturbingly calm, but it was so deadly cold that it could give those who were already dead the shivers.
"Yes my Lord," said the taller man, bowing his head again. "I've heard word from Hogwarts; everything is going according to plan."
"Everything is going according to plan?" the cold voice repeated slowly.
"Yes, my Lord," said the taller man again.
"Good!" hissed the voice, resembling a snake. There was an awkward silence. "Do you bring more news for me, Nott? Or maybe you should stop wasting my time and ask the question that I can see swimming in your mind…" The man, known as Nott, stuttered over his words and bowed clumsily again.
"With all due respect, my Lord, how will this plan affect Lily Potter?" asked Nott. "In my humble opinion, we are not hurting the girl in any way, shape, or form. How will this plan work into making her suffer as you want her to?"
"Do you doubt me, Nott?" the cold voice asked harshly. Nott took a fearful step back, obviously shivering and trembling, but not because of the harsh winds that shook the house from the outside.
"N-No my Lord, not at all," stuttered Nott. "I know this plan will work. I have no doubt in you. I just don't understand how it is supposed to work."
"That's because you're a blubbering idiot," hissed the voice, standing from his chair and pulling out his wand. Nott gulped and took another step back. "I hope your son will do to serve me better with his brains more than you do, Nott!"
"I'm sorry, so sorry," mumbled Nott, continuing to bow to his master.
"The plan is not about hurting our young Flower physically, but emotionally. When she discovers that her best friend is turning into what she dreads most; a Death Eater, it will eat her away inside and make her vulnerable. Once she is weak at heart, she will become physically weak because she believes in the notion of love. When this so-called love eats at her, she will become weak both emotionally and physically, making her unable to perform the power of Eyeluta. As you very well know, the power of Eyeluta is the only thing that can destroy me and I will not let that happen. Our Flower will either join us or die." The man returned to his throne and continued to stare at the fire.
"But, my Lord, what about the prophecy of the Crow and the Two Mockingbirds?" Nott's partner asked curiously.
"I have no need to worry about it," said the cold voice bitterly. "If a wizard as mediocre as Harry Potter can change time, then I can change it quite easily."
"And by changing it, you mean by trying to get Lily Potter on our side?" asked Nott slowly, determined to understand so that his master no longer saw him as a fool.
"Yes," the cold voice said in a deathly whisper.
"But, why would you want that Muggle-loving witch on our side?"
"You ask stupid questions," snapped the voice. "Lily Potter is the only one who can destroy me…" his voice trailed off. Nott and his partner could not fail to notice an insane smile on his face which filled their cold hearts with the utmost and terrifying fear. "It would serve me better if she joined me."
"Isn't Harry Potter the one to join you?"
"Like I said earlier, you fool, prophecies can be changed!"
"But that doesn't explain why the Weasley boy should be dragged into this…"
"I've already explained that! It is to weaken Lily Potter and to have the Weasley boy on our side!" shrieked the voice from the chair, sparks shooting angrily out of his wand. "It is like kill two mockingbirds with one stone. How ironic…
"My faithful servants, you need to understand that this spell will do much damage to the friendship of Lily Potter and Edward Weasley. It has already been put into action. So therefore, Flower's heart will shrivel once she sees the boy she cares about most turn into another the man her father once was. She will shrivel and suffer; she will be vulnerable, defenseless and I will have her. No one will be able to save her, not even her father…"
Nott and his partner both looked at each other at the corner of their eyes, both either confused, scared, or just shocked; perhaps all three at once. Nott cleared his throat and decided to change the subject.
"But, won't the spell eventually wear off?"
"My faithful servant and I have taken care of that, I assure you," the cold voice sneered. "Unlike you imbeciles, my faithful Death Eater is quite the clever one."
"And you think that this new, faithful Death Eater will succeed in this mission?"
"This Death Eater already has succeeded this mission," started the voice, "for Edward Weasley is already in my power." At these words, the cold voice laughed evilly. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and the fire in the hearth slowly blew out. But, it went unnoticed because cold, high voice was still laughing insanely in the distance.
A note from the Jitterbelle. I apologize for the short chapter, but it was a necessary one. I hope you're all still enjoying the story! I promise, I will make up for it in the next chapter, which is quite long. I greatly appreciate the reviews and the compliments; they mean the world to me. Thank you again!
Coming in Chapter 13 – Lots of fighting between Houses and those in those Houses…and Eddie's attitude is not improving…at all…
