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 21 – Love Conquers Hate:
Lily felt her head throbbing painfully. Her head hurt so much that she could even feel her veins pulsating throughout it; as though her brain had a heartbeat of some sorts. She groaned and tried to lie down and roll over so that she may somehow find a comfortable spot, but found that she was unable to. Lily's eyes immediately snapped open urgently and she took in her surroundings.
"What the hell-?" she muttered to herself. She saw that she was sitting against a stone wall, where her hands were chained. Lily felt herself choke and her eyes immediately widened and she looked around anxiously, hoping to find someone, anyone, sitting there beside her.
This action and movement caused a great deal of pain for Lily's head; it was painful to even look around. Groaning, she could not remember much about what happened before she was knocked out; before Eddie had used his wand against her and stunned her. Lily's memory suddenly came flowing back to her as her thoughts came to Eddie.
She remembered: Raven Dawsetta had Eddie under some sort of trance or spell, and she was forcing him to do things, despite all his protests that he did not want to do. She was the cause of everything; the root of all of Eddie's problems and why she was now chained to a wall. Raven had forced Eddie to stun her; Raven had made Eddie call Robyn a Mudblood, she was the cause of everything! And who was Raven working for? It was Voldemort of course!
"Well, hello there Petals," came a cold, icy voice from the doorway. Lily's head snapped up, causing her to moan in pain, and her stomach dropped when she saw Eddie's face grinning down at her evilly from the behind the bars. Lily looked at him desperately.
"Ed?" she whispered. Eddie opened the cell door and walked in, his wand at the ready, pointing directly at Lily. Her eyes widened again, pleadingly searching Eddie's face. "Eddie, please, it's me, Lily. Wake up…"
"My master will be wanting to see you," said Eddie, his voice sounding monotone and impassive. At this comment, Lily's eyes flashed angrily.
"HE'S NOT YOUR MASTER, ED!" she screamed frantically, her voice shaking with emotion as they echoed off of the walls. Lily felt her heart break and she weight began to strain against the chains. All Lily wanted to do was break down into racking sobs and sleep away the physical and emotional agony that she was feeling. But, she could not give up on her best friend; she had to try. "You're under a trance, Ed. He's not your master. You're your own master. Please, Eddie, it's me!"
"Come," was all Eddie said, ignoring her pleas. He waved his wand and the chains that held Lily to the wall immediately disappeared. She scrambled to her feet, in hoping of fighting Eddie off and getting him and herself out of here. But, her wand seemed to have been taken from her and Eddie, being much taller and stronger than her, grabbed her arm and held her at wand point before she could do anything else.
"Eddie!" she nearly screamed, trying to break away from his strong grip. "Snap out of it!" Again, Eddie did not seem to hear her because he easily fought her off and dragged her out of the dungeon and towards a graveyard. When Lily spotted the graveyard, she inwardly panicked because she knew that he was taking her to Voldemort. Out of sheer fear and dread and knowing that her best friend was taking her to the man that would ultimately try and kill, she tried to fight him off harder.
"Eddie, no! Please!"
But Eddie seemed to have lost his patience with her because he grabbed her roughly by the scruff of the neck, hissing threats into her ear, and dragged her closer towards the graveyard. In the distance, she saw a group of Death Eaters, standing in a circle with Voldemort in the middle, his arm wrapped proudly around a small figure. Lily's breath hitched in her throat and she desperately continued to try and fight off Eddie, but it was no use. In the end, Eddie had managed to get her to Voldemort and his followers.
"Well, hello Flower," called out Voldemort, as though he was surprised and delighted to see her when he caught the sight of Eddie dragging her towards him. But Lily was not looking at Voldemort. Instead, her eyes were focused at the figure standing beside Voldemort. To her dismay, it was the same cloaked figure that had Eddie in his trance, forced him to do all these terrible things, and forced him to stun her so that they could bring her here. It was, without a doubt Raven Dawsetta. When this realization dawned on her, Lily turned her gaze from on the cloaked figure and back on to Voldemort. Her eyes narrowed angrily.
"Cut the crap, Riddle," she snarled. Voldemort and the others seemed rather a taken back by her harsh and sudden attitude. It shocked them that she was not trembling in fear. Instead, Lily looked unforgiving. "Stop with the welcomes, the damn threats, and let's get with the program, shall we? I know the routine by now. So, why don't you just get straight to the point, Tom?"
Voldemort's red, snakelike eyes glinted with anger as he advanced on Lily, his jaw clenched. "Don't you dare call me that again, girl!" he snarled, almost like a snake in Lily's opinion. Hell, in Lily's opinion she thought he was more of a snake than a human being. But, she did not flinch at Voldemort's look; she stood her ground and she was not going to give into Voldemort, not if she was going to successfully get her and Eddie out of there alive. Lily knew that she had to be better than that so she just stared determinedly and stubbornly at Voldemort, unblinking.
"Are you afraid of me, Lily Potter?"
"No. Should I be?" asked Lily coolly, not removing her eyes from the Dark Lord's. "It's not mystery that you want to kill me. I've encountered death to often to be afraid of it. So like I said, cut the crap and go ahead; get on with it. But, before you do, I want to know why you brought Ed into this. It's me you want and you've got me. Now, let Eddie go."
Voldemort registered Lily's words and when he did he threw his head back and laughed insanely. Lily cringed; she did not like that laugh. It was high, cold, and cruel and it made the hairs in the back of her neck and on her arm stand up with chills and fear. Lily knew that laugh; it was a laugh that she dreaded because she knew that the worst had yet to come. She knew that Voldemort had something horrible awaiting for her.
"Let Edward go?" asked Voldemort incredulously. Lily glared at him. The Dark Lord turned to the cloaked girl and grinned evilly. "Why would I do such a thing? Britta darling, did you not say that Edward wanted to join my inner circle?"
"Yes my lord, I believe I did," said the cloaked figure as she finally lowered her hood to reveal blue eyes, blonde hair, and a smile that made Voldemort's compare to a litter of puppies.
It was Britta Dirdel.
Lily's eyes widened to the size of saucers and her breath got caught in her throat, causing her to choke on her own saliva. The Britta who stood before her looked nothing like the Britta she had met back at Hogwarts. The Britta back at Hogwarts was sweet, shy, and uncommonly endearing. On numerous occasions, Robyn had compared her to a piece of candy. But, this Britta, this Britta was cold and cruel giving off an air of an icy chill. Her eyes were no longer sparkling with insecurities and sincerity, but strangely resembled that of a Death Eater; no emotion or compassion for human life. Lily caught her breath and looked directly at Voldemort and Britta.
"So, it wasn't Raven Dawsetta," Lily strained voice; and it was not a question. Her fists were clenched tightly and she could feel her stubby nails digging into her palms. "It was you, Britta. It was you all along." The two girls just stared at one another and no one, not even Voldemort, had the nerve to make a comment before Lily finally choked out. "How could you?"
"It quite easy, Potter; especially Dawsetta wondering about the castle throwing hexes at Edward," Britta commented coolly, forcing many of the Death Eaters to laugh. Lily just stared at her in disbelief and anger.
"Yes," Britta continued, "Dawsetta was a big help in my plan indeed. It certainly made my job easier with her around. She didn't even know that she was helping me; even though I knew she would have if I had asked. She hates you, Potter and she will do anything to bring you down. She's a good girl, she is."
"But, what about that spell?" asked Lily, puzzled and desperate. To be honest, Lily had always liked Britta Dirdel and wanted more than anything for her to be under a spell, just as Eddie was. But, there was no denying the look in her cold, blue eyes; she had done this all on her own accord. "You told me that Dawsetta attacked Eddie…that night…" Britta threw her head back and laughed, quite similar to the way Voldemort did and it frightened Lily; sending chills down her spine and to cause her to outwardly shiver.
"That spell, Potter, was a simple spell to give someone an upset stomach," explained Britta, talking to Lily as though she were the stupidest thing on earth. Lily tried to hold her ground and continued to glare, allowing Britta to continue. "Don't you remember? Edward was getting sick all over Gryffindor Tower that night. It was brilliant though and a huge help; it made you all suspect Dawsetta instead of me."
"But, the Sorting Hat," said Lily, trying one last argument. "The Sorting Hat put you in Gryffindor!"
"It's not that hard to place a Confundus Charm on the Sorting Hat, Potter," spat Britta, as though disgusted with the question. But, Lily knew that it was because Britta was disgusted over the idea of being sorted into Gryffindor.
"My darling Britta has been quite the faithful Death Eater. She has been more faithful and willing than even my dear Bellatrix; that is why I am adopting her as my own daughter and successor," said Voldemort in a bored voice. This idea made Lily snort in amusement. The prospect of Voldemort being a father was just simultaneously too disturbing and too entertaining to think about. The idea was just plain ludicrous to Lily. Thankfully, everyone did not notice or seemed to ignore her snort. "Britta Dirdel. Don't you see Lily Flower? Did you not notice that Dirdel is Riddle except with the letters rearranged?"
It was the truth; Lily did not realize it or pick up on this face. It made her feel like a complete fool for not picking up on something like that. Her own stupidity made her want to bang her head against a tombstone.
"Young Britta here has put your dear friend Edward here under a complex spell," explained Voldemort, sneering at Lily as he wrapped his arm around the girl in what he must have thought was a fatherly embrace. But, it was cold and unloving and Lily knew better. It was much less affectionate than the hugs she had shared with her own father, Harry.
"Britta has been controlling Edward by the means of that ring on his finger," continued Voldemort. Lily quickly turned her head and looked at Eddie's hand and her stomach dropped. How could she not have noticed it before? Eddie never wore any kind of jewelry. But, sure enough, there, on Eddie's index finger was a silver ring with a dark, black stone shaped like a diamond in the middle.
"How can that ring make put him under a spell?" asked Lily, without thinking as she turned to face Voldemort and Britta.
"By the use of a very complex spell which placed on the ring, by my master," said Britta, rolling her cold eyes at Lily. But, surprisingly, she turned towards Eddie, who was still staring at Lily with a glazed, blank look in his eyes and he still had his wand pointed directly at her. "As long as Edward wore the ring, I was able to control him through the use of our thoughts. And as long as he continues to wear, I still have the ability to control him."
"And if he disobeyed?" snarled Lily, clenching her fists into even tighter balls at her side.
"Disobey? He couldn't disobey; he had no other choice," explained Britta, sneering at Lily. "I was in his mind, Potter. He couldn't get rid of me and he could not overthrow me unless he took of the ring. And since I told him to never take it off, I will always control him."
"Enough of this nonsense," snapped Voldemort, interrupting the two teenagers' conversation. "It is now midnight and the time is up! Harry Potter did not show up, as unexpected as that was. But, then again, maybe it was to be expected. I'm sure he wouldn't want to watch his daughter's horrific death nor his godson becoming a Death Eater."
"You stay away from him!" roared Lily, suddenly sounding frantic. "He will not become a Death Eater! Never! Eddie's too good for you! He will never work for you, you foul, evil, little cockroach!"
"Ah, but as long as he wears that ring, he will do anything my Britta commands," said Voldemort, looking at Lily in such a way, as though observing her. Lily knew that he was trying to break her by using Eddie and it was working. Lily felt like throwing up, crying, screaming, and even throwing a punch at Voldemort and Britta all at once. Inside, she was completely panicked and frantic; like she was beginning to lose her mind. She just felt like she was going to break down completely. All she wanted was to find her wand and curse everyone here into oblivion. But Lily knew that she was quite outnumbered and that it was not really possible. All she knew was that she had stay calm, not freak out, and get that ring off Eddie's finger; especially before anything drastic or bad happened.
But before Lily could think or do anything else, she saw Britta close her eyes and an evil smile spread across her face. Lily's eyes widened; she knew and understood what Britta was doing and quickly turned to Eddie, who had not moved from his spot.
"Now, Edward, you know that before you can receive the Dark Mark, you must offer a sacrifice," said Britta, who had now walked close to Eddie and was whispering in his ear, almost seductively.
"I know, my darling. What shall my sacrifice be?" asked Eddie in that robot, monotone like voice again, which continued to send Lily into a frenzy. It was almost like Voldemort was possessing him; controlling him and taking him over; just as he had done to his Aunt Ginny back in her first year.
"Your sacrifice, Edward, shall be Lily Potter," said Voldemort, grinning like a maniac. Lily's heart skipped a beat and she nervously and frantically looked from Voldemort to Eddie to Britta. "Yes, how amusing it will be to watch Lily Potter get murdered by her best friend, not to mention the son of her father's best friends."
"Edward, kill Lily Potter," Britta ordered. Without hesitation, Eddie turned to Lily and shoved her roughly, causing her to stumble backwards over a tombstone and flip over it, landing hard on her head.
She hit her head so hard that Lily immediately wanted to pass out, but she knew she was in too much trouble to do that. Quickly trying to shake off the pain in her throbbing head and limps, Lily managed to crawl to her feet without passing out and backed away from Eddie as he advanced on her, with his wand at the ready.
"Eddie? Please, snap out of it!" Lily cried out desperately as she continued backing away from her best friend's wand and the lethal look on his face. She could hear Voldemort, Britta, and the rest of the Death Eaters roaring with laughter and cheering him on.
"Eddie! Eddie, wake up!" shouted Lily, her voice becoming so tight that she was having a hard time breathing or speaking. She back away from Eddie until she hit a tall, large tombstone and realized that there was nowhere else to go. Eddie continued walking towards her with his wand raised and she felt herself beginning to panic even more so. Lily was desperate and started shouting at him, trying to wake him up. Even if she could not get the ring off of his finger, this was her only hope. "EDDIE, WAKE UP! It's me; it's Lily; you're best friend! Please don't do this. C'mon, this is me! Please, wake up!"
"You can't help him now, Potter," sneered Britta through all the laughter, making sure that she could hear her. "He only obeys me."
Lily ignored Britta and continued shouting to her best friend, pleading for him to stop and think about what he was doing. She wanted Eddie to overthrow Britta in his mind and make his own choices; only obey himself. Lily knew she could get through to Eddie; she just knew it! Eddie had been her best friend since they were babies and as a result, she knew him better than anyone. What power could Britta have over such a strong friendship?
"Eddie," whispered Lily, finally deciding that talking softly to him would do better than shouting at him. Lily continued to speak even though Eddie had his wand pointed at her heart, his eyes glaring at her menacingly. "Eddie, it's me; it's Lily, you're best friend. We've always been there for each other…"
Eddie suddenly stopped advancing on her and just continued to stare into the oblivion. Everyone else in the graveyard was too busy roaring with evil laughter. It was then that Lily noticed something Eddie's eyes flicker.
"My master said-" Eddie started, but Lily fiercely interrupted.
"Master? Master?" Lily aguishly hissed, in agony, keeping her voice low and harsh, hoping that it would reach him. "Eddie, you have no master! You're your own person. You're Eddie Weasley; my best friend! Please, Ed, you need to snap out of it!"
Eddie's eyes suddenly flickered from the hard cold gray that had been haunting his eyes these past few weeks, to a warm chestnut brown he had inherited from his mother. But, then, as quickly as they had come, they flickered back to gray again. Lily also noticed that Eddie's wand almost dropped barely an inch, but he was put on guard again as soon as his eyes flickered back to gray.
"Edward, what are you doing? KILL HER!" shrieked Voldemort. Britta started shouting similar things to Eddie but Lily made sure her voice overpowered them.
"No, don't listen to then, Eddie. Look at me!" Lily snapped urgently, reaching out her hand to him, though he did not grasp it. "It's me! You're my best friend Eddie and I'm your best friend! Remember Ed? Remember when we were six and we made that oath in the woods? Do you remember the oath? To make each other laugh when we're crying, the oath to protect each other when we're in danger, the oath to be there for each other when we needed one another! Eddie, please don't break that oath! Eddie, please!"
Eddie's eyes continued to flicker throughout the entirety of Lily's speech. Suddenly, they turned chestnut brown and they actually stayed brown for a long moment. Something fluttered in Lily's stomach.
"Lils-?"
It was hope.
"KILL HER, EDWARD!"
Immediately, his eyes went from warm brown to cold gray again. Eddie took another step forward and jammed the wand into Lily's shoulder as she stayed pressed against the tombstone.
"Avad-"
"NO! Eddie!" Lily cried out, doing something incredibly brave and incredibly stupid. Desperate for reaction and for a positive change in Eddie, Lily reached up and used both of her hands to grab both sides of his face to make him look at her. The fact that he had not tried to curse her told Lily that that she was getting through to him.
"Eddie, look at me, look into my eyes. You're my best friend in the world," she whispered, leaning her forehead against his. "I can't let Voldemort control you like this. You don't want to kill me, I know you don't. I care about you so much and I know you feel the same way about me."
"KILL HER, YOU FOOL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? KLLL HER I SAY!"
"Ignore them, Ed. This is me," whispered Lily, their noses almost touching. "This is Lily. I care about you too much, Eddie to lose you. I lost my father like this once, but he came back. Voldemort didn't steal him from me and the last thing I'm going to let happen is let him try and take you away from me too."
"IF YOU DON'T KILL HER, I WILL KILL YOU, EDWARD WEASLEY!" Voldemort was now shrieking unnaturally. Britta and the Death Eaters were no longer speaking; they were not watching the scene intently. Britta had a concentrated look on her face as she tried to fight over Eddie's will power.
"Eddie, don't do this. I love you," whispered Lily looking deeply into his eyes. Eddie looked back into her own emerald depths and their foreheads were now fully pressed together. Knowing that she was breaking through to him, Lily pulled him into a hug and kissed the side of his face, right on his temple. "I love you so much Eddie. Please, don't leave me."
"Lily, my master-"
"THAT DOES IT!" roared Voldemort. Pulling out his wand, he charged forward. Eddie whipped around, almost protectively. Lily was pleased to see that his eyes were still cold and gray, though continued to flicker back to brown with each word she said. Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it directly at Eddie. "CRUCIO!"
"NO!" roared Lily, sounding determined. She dived forward and placed herself between Eddie and the ghastly Unforgiveable Curse. The spell hit Lily and she screamed a scream that sounded better than death and fell to the ground, seething in the utmost pain. Eddie stared at her for a moment and watched blankly as she screamed in anguish.
"EDDIE! EDDIE, HELP ME!" Lily managed to scream through her pain as white hot knives pierced her skin.
It was with those words that Eddie's eyes immediately stopped flickering and they stayed that warm chestnut brown that Lily had always seen on him, except now they were full of anger and despair. Eddie, the real Eddie, watched Lily writhing on the ground for barely a moment before he yelled and charged at Voldemort, tackling him to the ground from the middle. The curse was instantly taken off of Lily. Trembling and shaking, Lily slowly looked up and saw Eddie tackle Voldemort, yelling furious profanities at him.
The Death Eaters advanced around Eddie and tried to pull him off of the Dark Lord. Thinking fast, and in order to protect Eddie, Lily took off her glasses and closed her eyes, then opening them, shouting 'VALOR!" The Death Eaters were instantly thrown away, almost like there was some kind of explosion, and were stopped from going anywhere near Eddie. But, Voldemort managed to throw off the teenage, redheaded boy by using a curse and he flew through the air, hitting the ground hard next to Lily.
"Eddie!" Lily gasped as she put her glasses back on and crawled towards her best friend. She pressed her hand to his forehead, wiping away the blood that had come from when he hit the ground. "Eddie, are you okay?"
"Yeah," he grunted, rubbing his head. Lily, who was still frantic over his behavior and the fact that he was still wearing that wretched ring, she took his face in her hands and brought his eyes to meet hers.
"Are you…Eddie; my Eddie?" she whispered. Eddie gave her a small, but sincere grin.
"Yeah, Lils, it's me. I'm back," he whispered, giving her the famous Weasley lop-sided smirk. "And I love you too, Lily Potter." With that, Lily threw her arms around him and hugged him so tightly that Eddie thought that he might choke. But, that did not stop him from hugging her back. She kissed him frantically on his cheek, placing many hasty kisses there.
"Welcome back, Ed," she whispered as she pulled away, grabbed his hand, and ripped the ring off of his finger. She heard it cling against one of the tombstones in a far distance and she knew that it was never to be seen again.
"Thank you, Lily…"
"Oh, how touching," came that high, cold voice and it was shaking with fury; a fury that Lily had never heard in Voldemort's voice before. Both Lily and Eddie looked up fearfully to see the Dark Lord himself standing over them, his wand pointed directly at them. "Now, the two little lovebirds can die together. It's a shame really, that you refused to join me, Weasley. You would have made a great addition to my inner circle."
"I would never join you under my own free will," spat Eddie, as though the very thought disgusted him; which was not far from the truth. He crawled closer to Lily and wrapped a protective arm around her.
"Pity," said Voldemort casually. "It's such a waste. After all, your deaths won't mean anything to me or to anybody else. No one came to save you, did they? It seems that no one cares for either of you."
"Oh, I beg to differ," a deep, firm voice shouted from the distance as they stepped forward and stood protectively over Lily and Eddie.
"Ah, so the guest of honor finally arrives…"
A note from the Jitterbelle. Whew! Here is yet another revised chapter which I hope that you all enjoy. I'm curious; did anyone actually suspect Britta Dirdel? The reason why I ask is because I like, like many authors, to try and create twists and I want to know if I succeeded with this one. Please, let me know. Once again, a big thank you to those who review, I greatly appreciate them and you! You are all fabulous!
Coming in Chapter 21 – Harry fights for the lives of his daughter and godson…
