Title: Goodnight, Stars
Author: Cinnamon Sunrise
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all related to Harry Potter. I own nothing. This little story was created in my head but everything in it is owned by Joanne Kathleen Rowling.
A/N: =( Short. I'm sorry, but it had to be this way.
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Time went by as time tends to do, but that year was filled with the most unfortunate of events. My parents, that winter, were killed. It was a mishap, a muggle automobile accident, and it was horrible. I missed them horribly, but I had my baby, and that kept me going. A hard few months, yet James was so soothing, he really helped me grieve. Most horrible, actually, was when Petunia treated me, us, absolutely horribly at our own parents' funeral. It was hard enough being there, yet Petunia made it worse, saying snide remarks about James to those in attendance, lunging her son into everyone's arms. I suppose as to distract them from us. Petunia seemed almost ignorant to the fact that our parents had just died, instead shoving her nose into everyone's conversations, stealing the attention for herself, and her enormously large son. Unfortunately, as much as I wanted to wallow in mourning, life has to go on. I needed to be there for my family, I knew my baby would only be little for so long. I surrounded myself, taking extra jobs with the group while James stayed home, or occupying myself completely with being a mother. It was just something I had to do. As the time drifted on, there were milestones, of course. First word, just short of one year of age, that kind of thing. First word, by the way, being Daddy. And my was Daddy ever happy. He is a great dad, you know. He really has turned into one of the most caring people I could imagine, just a very, very generous man. I can't really express how proud I am of James, but maybe that says enough. Voldemort; although he's still out there, I wouldn't doubt if James is the one to finally defeat him. James, he's just so, so dedicated. Right before the prophecy, the one that caused us to move here, the unimaginable happened to James, and yet he remained so strong, so devoted to Dumbledore. You see, my love, James' parents were killed in a ministry raid, death eaters, working for the opposite side as us. They sorted out a few employees of the ministry, not very picky about those they chose to kill. The Potters had quite a large sum of money, and were obviously opposed to Voldemort's reign. And, to put it quite bluntly, they were a pureblood family who let their only son marry a mudblood, and they had a child. The bloodline was dirty. And Merlin knows that was horrible, in their eyes at least. So what a perfect attack for them, but it left me devastated. James was crushed too, of course, but it only gave him more reason to stand and fight, giving him a solid reason behind what he was doing. Then the prophecy came. Dumbledore, actually, was the one that told us about it. It's really no worry, though, with all the security of Godric's Hollow. Sirius, naturally, was our choice for secret keeper, and as long as he's loyal, we're safe. Sirius is nothing but loyal, I'm sure he'd give his life up for James, so believe you me, we are very safe here. Oh, dear sweetheart, I didn't realize how late it has become. I've been rambling for hours, it seems. Daddy should be home soon. Close your eyes now, love, for tomorrow is Halloween, and that will be very fun indeed. Merlin knows that just because we are in Godric's Hallow doesn't mean we can't make it special. So, my dear love Harry, goodnight to the moon with its yellowish glow, and goodnight to the stars that twinkle in the sky. Oh, my darling baby, I love you more than you'll ever know.
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Author's Note: Sorry that was so very short, but…wow. It's over. This was actually the second chapter I wrote, but I tweaked with it a little today to make it fit in better with all the chapters. I wanted it to end in the same style as the introduction. I'm considering posting an epilogue, but to tell you the truth, I'm completely torn as to if I should just *leave* it like this. Oh well, time will tell if I post it or not. So…I hope you enjoyed reading my first fic, and I always love a review, be it good, bad, or ugly.
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