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A/N This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I thought it would be cool to have a story where Harry grew how he should have done. Take that whatever way you want I don't wanna spoil the story. Please review; I need to know whether I should keep posting it! The majority of the story will be off canon but some of the details we know from the books will be kept the same.
Please Review
Chapter 1, Hmmm, This Is Different
"James!" a worried voice echoed through the beautiful house. "James! Get in here!" a harassed Lily Potter shouted for her husband.
"What's up, hon?" James Potter asked his wife as he stuck his head round the nursery door.
" I think Harry is sick. Here look." She grabbed his hand and placed it on the infant's forehead.
"Yeah, I think you might be right." He said slowly, thinking. "He is a bit warm." He confirmed. As if to add his own opinion, Harry gave a little cough and sneezed up at his parents.
"I just thought I'd ask your opinion before I gave him anything. Do you thing pepper up will do the trick?" she asked, implying that he should go get it more than asking the question.
"Yeah, he should be old enough, put some in his juice or milk or something." James replied, obviously not getting the hint and thinking that lily was actually asking him what he thought.
She gave him a look and he, understanding this time, scuttled into the kitchen to find the requested substance.
After much fruitless rummaging the kitchen cupboards and magically closing the doors so nothing fell out of them when opened, James decided they had none already made, and knowing they couldn't leave the house, went to find the instructions for making a pepper up potion.
"Lil!" he shouted from the foot of the stairs, "Which book has the pepper up recipe in it? We are clean out!" he listened patiently for an answer and he heard lily all back, "magical mixes for magical maladies." By the sound her voice, James guessed his yelling had woken the baby up, especially as two seconds later a whining cry reached his ears. Before Lily could release her wrath, James crept up to the attic, where potion ingredients were kept.
Downstairs Lily rocked back and forth, trying to comfort her ailing son. She grumbled under her breath about her husband's inconsiderate use of volume and when she saw this didn't work tried singing. Harry was still whimpering by the end of the Hogwarts school song to the tune of Hush Little Baby. She laid him in his crib she stoked one finger along his smooth, slightly flushed cheek and murmuring random thoughts to him. "You miss your Uncle Remus, don't you? You always went to sleep for him. Bet you miss Sirius too, that man would play with you for hours, you got bored of peek-a-boo before he did! Dunno why you don't seem to like Uncle Peter, guess you'll be telling u soon enough though, huh!" Harry shut his eyes and relaxed into a calm sleep.
No one noticed the people stood outside the front door.
Suddenly the door was flung open and Peter Pettigrew stepped over the threshold, followed by a tall, dark shadowy figure. The pair walked quickly, purposefully through the house. Peter burst into the nursery and Lily spun round, surprise plastered on her face.
"Peter, what are you doing here?" she smiled when she recognized him, before adding in an undertone, "You're not meant to be here!"
When the second figure stepped into the room, lily blanched. "Who's." she started but the figure drew back his hood and she screamed.
"Quiet!" roared Pettigrew and he backhanded lily sending her flying into the wall. "Not Harry, not Harry, take me!" she screamed as the robed figure raised his wand above her, now wide-awake, child.
Pettigrew kicked her violently in the chest and she passed out before she could hear the robed man speak, "Lord Voldemort, and has no mercy!" the cold voice said, punctuated cruelly by high-pitched laughter.
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort cried and blood red rays shot from his wand.
James barrelled in through the open door and stared open mouthed and wide- eyed as he watched the deadly Avada Kedavra curse bounce clean off his son and penetrate the chest of Voldemort.
Voldemort screamed and his body shuddered as the red rays hit it. His flesh and bone crumbled to the floor and an inky black cloud was left. A high- pitched scream was issued from a mouth that had formed in the smoke as it sped out of the house and into the dark night outside.
Peter and James stared at each other for a split second before James's instincts kicked in. he uttered a charm under his breath and Pettigrew's arm and legs were bound.
"What the hell is going on?" James cried, wand still pointed threateningly at Pettigrew.
"Oh James, it was horrible!" he whimpered. Peter never had been a god liar and now James was just pissed off.
"Liar!" he screamed.
Pettigrew shrank under his venomous glare. He shut his eyes and transformed his shaking body into that of a rat. He scuttled for a dark space under the crib. James however was too fast for him.
"STUPEFY!" he cried. The beam hit the rat square on and it squeaked and fell unconscious. James secured the rat in a box and picked up his crying son.
Harry in one arm he crouched in front of Lily's unconscious form and woke her up with a simple spell.
"James!" she breathed. " Are you ok? Harry?" she questioned.
"Both fine, more or less!" he said, " I'm calling everyone over here, Dumbledore too!" he said as he handed her Harry and disappeared into the living room.
He reappeared in a matter of minutes accompanied by Albus Dumbledore and a very pissed off pair of marauders.
Remus Lupin bent down and picked up as James picked up his injured wife. In the living room they all sat down and looked to Lily and James for a more detailed explanation.
A/N I know, boring and not at all exciting, but please review with recommendations on how to improve.
A/N This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I thought it would be cool to have a story where Harry grew how he should have done. Take that whatever way you want I don't wanna spoil the story. Please review; I need to know whether I should keep posting it! The majority of the story will be off canon but some of the details we know from the books will be kept the same.
Please Review
Chapter 1, Hmmm, This Is Different
"James!" a worried voice echoed through the beautiful house. "James! Get in here!" a harassed Lily Potter shouted for her husband.
"What's up, hon?" James Potter asked his wife as he stuck his head round the nursery door.
" I think Harry is sick. Here look." She grabbed his hand and placed it on the infant's forehead.
"Yeah, I think you might be right." He said slowly, thinking. "He is a bit warm." He confirmed. As if to add his own opinion, Harry gave a little cough and sneezed up at his parents.
"I just thought I'd ask your opinion before I gave him anything. Do you thing pepper up will do the trick?" she asked, implying that he should go get it more than asking the question.
"Yeah, he should be old enough, put some in his juice or milk or something." James replied, obviously not getting the hint and thinking that lily was actually asking him what he thought.
She gave him a look and he, understanding this time, scuttled into the kitchen to find the requested substance.
After much fruitless rummaging the kitchen cupboards and magically closing the doors so nothing fell out of them when opened, James decided they had none already made, and knowing they couldn't leave the house, went to find the instructions for making a pepper up potion.
"Lil!" he shouted from the foot of the stairs, "Which book has the pepper up recipe in it? We are clean out!" he listened patiently for an answer and he heard lily all back, "magical mixes for magical maladies." By the sound her voice, James guessed his yelling had woken the baby up, especially as two seconds later a whining cry reached his ears. Before Lily could release her wrath, James crept up to the attic, where potion ingredients were kept.
Downstairs Lily rocked back and forth, trying to comfort her ailing son. She grumbled under her breath about her husband's inconsiderate use of volume and when she saw this didn't work tried singing. Harry was still whimpering by the end of the Hogwarts school song to the tune of Hush Little Baby. She laid him in his crib she stoked one finger along his smooth, slightly flushed cheek and murmuring random thoughts to him. "You miss your Uncle Remus, don't you? You always went to sleep for him. Bet you miss Sirius too, that man would play with you for hours, you got bored of peek-a-boo before he did! Dunno why you don't seem to like Uncle Peter, guess you'll be telling u soon enough though, huh!" Harry shut his eyes and relaxed into a calm sleep.
No one noticed the people stood outside the front door.
Suddenly the door was flung open and Peter Pettigrew stepped over the threshold, followed by a tall, dark shadowy figure. The pair walked quickly, purposefully through the house. Peter burst into the nursery and Lily spun round, surprise plastered on her face.
"Peter, what are you doing here?" she smiled when she recognized him, before adding in an undertone, "You're not meant to be here!"
When the second figure stepped into the room, lily blanched. "Who's." she started but the figure drew back his hood and she screamed.
"Quiet!" roared Pettigrew and he backhanded lily sending her flying into the wall. "Not Harry, not Harry, take me!" she screamed as the robed figure raised his wand above her, now wide-awake, child.
Pettigrew kicked her violently in the chest and she passed out before she could hear the robed man speak, "Lord Voldemort, and has no mercy!" the cold voice said, punctuated cruelly by high-pitched laughter.
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort cried and blood red rays shot from his wand.
James barrelled in through the open door and stared open mouthed and wide- eyed as he watched the deadly Avada Kedavra curse bounce clean off his son and penetrate the chest of Voldemort.
Voldemort screamed and his body shuddered as the red rays hit it. His flesh and bone crumbled to the floor and an inky black cloud was left. A high- pitched scream was issued from a mouth that had formed in the smoke as it sped out of the house and into the dark night outside.
Peter and James stared at each other for a split second before James's instincts kicked in. he uttered a charm under his breath and Pettigrew's arm and legs were bound.
"What the hell is going on?" James cried, wand still pointed threateningly at Pettigrew.
"Oh James, it was horrible!" he whimpered. Peter never had been a god liar and now James was just pissed off.
"Liar!" he screamed.
Pettigrew shrank under his venomous glare. He shut his eyes and transformed his shaking body into that of a rat. He scuttled for a dark space under the crib. James however was too fast for him.
"STUPEFY!" he cried. The beam hit the rat square on and it squeaked and fell unconscious. James secured the rat in a box and picked up his crying son.
Harry in one arm he crouched in front of Lily's unconscious form and woke her up with a simple spell.
"James!" she breathed. " Are you ok? Harry?" she questioned.
"Both fine, more or less!" he said, " I'm calling everyone over here, Dumbledore too!" he said as he handed her Harry and disappeared into the living room.
He reappeared in a matter of minutes accompanied by Albus Dumbledore and a very pissed off pair of marauders.
Remus Lupin bent down and picked up as James picked up his injured wife. In the living room they all sat down and looked to Lily and James for a more detailed explanation.
A/N I know, boring and not at all exciting, but please review with recommendations on how to improve.