Summary: On the night that Lily and James died, Harry gets an
unexpected visitor, who maybe the key to why Harry survived the killing
curse.
Rating: I'll make it PG-13 for violence.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the Characters created by J.K. Rowling. It's is for fun only. Please don't sue me.
Tears of Blood
That famous night was a clear night. Stars were spread across the velvet night sky. They were blinking as if to convey a message. Lily Potter was holding her little son, Harry as they watched the sky that night. Harry gurgled and cooed as his mother pointed out various constellations. She hoped someday that Harry will remember doing this with her.
From the doorway, James Potter watched his wife and son. Love swelled deep in his heart. Who would have known he could get so lucky? Quietly, he approached his wife.
"Any shooting stars tonight, Lil? James whispered into her ear.
Lily jumped which made Harry gurgle some much and said, "James potter, don't you dare sneak up on me again!" At his smile, she continued, "No, not yet. Hopefully soon."
As soon as Lily said those words a star seem to shake itself loose from the sky. It began it's journey through space. After it started to fall, two others joined it's flight. James Noticed it and pointed it out to Lily. Together the three of them made their wishes. One for peace, one for an end to the reign of Voldemort, and one for it's favorite toy.
In the far distance, the three stars landed on the earth. From the bright lights emitted, three women stepped out. One had subtle red hair with hints of gold shooting through it. It fell to her mid back in loose curls. Her eyes were ice blue and full of much knowledge. She was average height and wore a sun dress that was the color of her eyes. She looked around anxiously as if she wanted to go.
The second woman a little more calm. Her storm grey eyes were tired and sad. Half of her face was covered by a black mask with silver trim. It seemed to be part of her skin. She pulled down her hood revealing her long black tresses. The cloak she was wearing was pitch black. It parted by her arms. Her dress long and black with silver trim. On one of her wrists was a an onyx and silver bracelet. Both woman looked at the third woman.
The third woman was slightly older than the other two. Her chestnut hair was pulled back. Around her neck hung a tailor's tape measure. Instead of inches, the increments were years and months. Her dress was pure white with purple trim. A pair of golden scissors hung from the waist. She held an air of command.
"I'm sure you two want to know why I brought you here." The third woman started. At their nods, she continued, "Well, Tonight is going to be your busiest nights yet. As you know, Head-Quarters Has been in an uproar lately over recent events. We had to fast forwarded several Newbies training just to handle the influx. You two have been picked for two special missions. Because of recent events, we had to tweaked your positions a little.
"Knowledge," At her name the redhead stepped forward and nodded, "One of the Scouts have found another Dark Arts Book. Normally, you would just collected and bring it back to the base. Not this time, I want you to destroy it. There are too many of these blasted curse books floating around. This one is especially dangerous. It contains curses worse than the killing curse."
"Fate, will any knowledge of history be lost to the humans in its destruction?" Knowledge asked.
"None." Fate replied, "And if it is, the humans would be better off not knowing. And it's not just this one time either. Any Dark Arts books that you are ordered to find must be destroyed immediately. Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am." Knowledge agreed reluctantly. It was against her nature to destroy anything that contains knowledge, but these were drastic times.
"You will find the book at Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore has done a wonderful job of guarding it, but it needs to be destroyed. Be careful, Knowledge, The castle is full of traps."
Knowledge smiled and saluted Fate. With that, she changed into a calico cat. She ran off in the direction of Hogwarts. The black haired lady giggled after her retreating friend. Fate pinned her with a glare.
"Now for your mission, Death." Death snapped to attention at her name. Fate smiled and continued, "You are the most experienced person we have in your department. That's why the council picked you for this job. Over that hill is Godric's Hollow. It will be the scene of grisly murder tonight. I know that's a normal day for you, but here's the twist. The parents are scheduled to die tonight. The boy on the other hand must not die. Use any means necessary, but the boy must live through the night. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I do." Death whispered softly.
"I know I have always told you not to get emotionally involved, but tonight why don't you go and meet the boy you must save."
Death nodded and started in the direction Fate had pointed. A thought had come to her. She turned to ask it to Fate. Fate was gone returning to where she had come. Death sighed.
"Who Am I saving him from and how?" Death asked.
The wind began to blow as Death continued walking. A voice on the wind seemed to say, "You'll know." Death shook it off and approached the house. In the distance, she could hear a song. Maybe she should wait until the mother was gone to meet the child. Death transformed in a raven and flew up to the house. Landing on an open windowsill, Death peered into the house. The mother had just landed the baby down. The father was by the door waiting for them. His eyes were full of love for his family. Soon the mother was assured that the child was a sleep and left with the father.
Death quickly looked around and flew into the room. Perched on the crib, she stared gently at the sleeping baby. Making sure she was a lone, she transformed in to her human form. Her hood was down, so the child could see her if it was awake. This was a rare opportunity since Death had never held a real baby before. Gently she reached down and drew the child up. Harry woke up with the sudden movement and eyed the stranger suspiciously. Death froze waiting for the child to start crying as things did when they saw her. After a few tense moments, Harry began to gurgle and coo happily. Death relaxed and smiled at the child.
"You are quite a brave little thing. Most people shake with fear and start crying at the sight of me. But you little one laugh and smile at me. Such courage." Death confided, "I'm not as bad as everyone thinks I am. I suppose it's part of the job."
Harry laughed and smiled in response to Death's little confession. Death smiled and started to look for a place to sit down. She found a rocker nearby and sat down. Quietly, she began to rock Harry.
"You know why I am here, don't you? It's to protect you, little one. From what, I don't know. We'll find out together. I just wish I could protect your parents too. I wish I was allowed to." Death continued.
Harry noticing a change in his new friends demeanor, threw out his hands for a hug. He had seen his mother do it countless times in order to cheer up her friends. Death saw this and giggled a little. She bent down and accepted a hug from the infant. A tear of blood slipped from her eye.
Suddenly a sense of incredible evil swept over the house. Death froze from the overpowering effects of it. Voices snapped her back to reality. Quietly she laid her back down in the crib. Down stairs, she could hear the father telling the mother, "Lily, take Harry and GO! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off! Hurry!"
The mother ran up the stairs. Death Quickly put up her hood so no one can see her. Harry began crying loudly when his friend disappeared from sight. Lily burst into the room. She began to prepared Harry for the trip, when a burst of green light could be seen down stairs. At that moment, both women knew that the father was dead. Lily collapsed against the crib and sobbed out, "James." Death moved to comfort the mother. Then he was there.
Death froze at the sight of the powerful dark wizard. She had only heard of Lord Voldemort and cursed his name many times for creating more for her department than was needed. Now she was seeing him. Fear gripped her as she realized what he was here for.
"No, not Harry! Not Harry! Please not harry!" the mother begged.
"Stand aside you silly girl. Stand aside now!" Voldemort ordered.
"Not Harry! Please, no, take me, kill me instead. Please don't kill my son!"
"I said move!"
"Not Harry! Please have mercy, have mercy."
"So be it!"
Death watched paralyzed as the wizard raised his wand at the unarmed mother. With a few words and a flick of his wrist, the mother's body hit the floor. Death was about to run up to the fallen mother when she felt someone tugging on her sleeve. Death turned to see the mother, Lily's ghost standing there.
"Please spare my son. Have mercy on him." She pleaded.
"While he has ignored your pleas, I have heard him. Your son will live this night and many nights following. I promise." Death vowed.
She smiled and faded from sight. Death turned to the wizard she must face. This was a first for her. She has never faced a mortal before. The wizard stopped laughing and advanced on to the crib.
"The last of his line will now die by my hand." He declared and began the spell. Death had, recognizing the spell, without thinking raised her hand with the bracelet and chanted, "Mortis Deflectos!"
The green light from the wizard's wand leaped towards the child. Suddenly a brilliant white light from Death's hand and deflected the curse back to it's master. The wizard flew backwards and through the wall. He wobbly got to his feet and stared into the dark room.
"Who dares challenge me, the great Lord Voldemort? Show yourself!" He yelled.
Slowly Death stepped through the hole. Her hood was down so Voldemort could see her angry face. Her grey eyes became a molten mercury with anger. The air in the house become downright frigid. Voldemort took a step back.
"I dare to challenge you. Got a Problem with that?" Death spat at him.
Voldemort recovered quickly and growled at her, "Foolish woman. I will not be denied that child's life."
"Allow me to be the first. Obviously you don't know who I am. My name is Esmeralda Aria Sauterne, the Lady Death."
A gust of wind blew through the house. Both could Fate's voice saying, "He must punished until the child is ready. He is yours to deal with." The wind died instantly. All Death could think was great, just great. Now what?
"When I get out of here, my Snakes will be feeding on your bones." Voldemort threatened.
"I'm shaking in my shoes. So you like snakes do you? It's the prefect punishment, Thomas Riddle. With a name like that I can see why you changed it. Several charges have been piled up against you, and you have been found guilty of each one. As punishment for the lives you have taken, I condemn you to live with only have of you life force as a result of that curse you love so much. You serve it the same way as those that you worship on your belly."
With her raised hand, the bracelet glowed and sent out a black beam of energy that hit Voldemort. He Screamed as his body twisted and changed. Then he was gone. Death looked around confused when she heard Harry's cries. She rushed back to the crib.
Harry was crying loudly. Death reached in and picked him up. Softly she tried to quiet him down with reassurance that it was all over. Suddenly the house began to shake as a high pitched cackling was heard. Death quickly rushed down the stairs while trying to protect Harry. Just barely she made it out the falling house. Death looked back at the debris of what once Harry's home. She looked back down at the child. A scar stood out on his forehead. Lightly, Death traces the scar while muttering a chant. Harry skin shimmer a little and dulled. A gift from his mother, love in the skin. Specks of blood were staining his clothes. Death wiped her eyes unaware that she had been crying.
"Oh my little one. I'm so sorry. I have made you homeless and family less as well. Can you forgive me?" Death cried.
Harry stopped crying and gazed at Death's face. Streaks of blood ran down her cheeks. Harry considered for a moment and then threw up his arms for a hug. Death smiled softly and hugged the child loathed to let him go.
"Harry, I'll make you a deal. I promise I will give you a chance to pay Voldemort back for all he has done to you and your line. All you have to do is remain as brave as you are now and open minded as well."
In response, Harry smiled at her and gurgles. Death smiles as well and begins to sing softly.
Hush now, my baby.
Be still love, don't cry.
Sleep as you are rocked by the stream.
Sleep as I sing this little lullaby.
And I'll be with you when you dream.
Harry yawned little and began to doze off. Death quickly kissed his scar. My gift to you, little one. When Harry went fully to sleep, Death laid him by his house and pulled up her hood. She had sensed someone coming. Not to far from her, a giant of a man appeared. He looked quite sad as he approached the house. Death was satisfied that this man wasn't going to hurt Harry, she blew the child a kiss and whispered, "Sleep my little one and dream of happier times. Don't forget our deal."
With that said she changed into a raven and flew away scaring the giant. Absently she wondered how Knowledge's mission went.
The End for now.
Maybe.
Rating: I'll make it PG-13 for violence.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the Characters created by J.K. Rowling. It's is for fun only. Please don't sue me.
Tears of Blood
That famous night was a clear night. Stars were spread across the velvet night sky. They were blinking as if to convey a message. Lily Potter was holding her little son, Harry as they watched the sky that night. Harry gurgled and cooed as his mother pointed out various constellations. She hoped someday that Harry will remember doing this with her.
From the doorway, James Potter watched his wife and son. Love swelled deep in his heart. Who would have known he could get so lucky? Quietly, he approached his wife.
"Any shooting stars tonight, Lil? James whispered into her ear.
Lily jumped which made Harry gurgle some much and said, "James potter, don't you dare sneak up on me again!" At his smile, she continued, "No, not yet. Hopefully soon."
As soon as Lily said those words a star seem to shake itself loose from the sky. It began it's journey through space. After it started to fall, two others joined it's flight. James Noticed it and pointed it out to Lily. Together the three of them made their wishes. One for peace, one for an end to the reign of Voldemort, and one for it's favorite toy.
In the far distance, the three stars landed on the earth. From the bright lights emitted, three women stepped out. One had subtle red hair with hints of gold shooting through it. It fell to her mid back in loose curls. Her eyes were ice blue and full of much knowledge. She was average height and wore a sun dress that was the color of her eyes. She looked around anxiously as if she wanted to go.
The second woman a little more calm. Her storm grey eyes were tired and sad. Half of her face was covered by a black mask with silver trim. It seemed to be part of her skin. She pulled down her hood revealing her long black tresses. The cloak she was wearing was pitch black. It parted by her arms. Her dress long and black with silver trim. On one of her wrists was a an onyx and silver bracelet. Both woman looked at the third woman.
The third woman was slightly older than the other two. Her chestnut hair was pulled back. Around her neck hung a tailor's tape measure. Instead of inches, the increments were years and months. Her dress was pure white with purple trim. A pair of golden scissors hung from the waist. She held an air of command.
"I'm sure you two want to know why I brought you here." The third woman started. At their nods, she continued, "Well, Tonight is going to be your busiest nights yet. As you know, Head-Quarters Has been in an uproar lately over recent events. We had to fast forwarded several Newbies training just to handle the influx. You two have been picked for two special missions. Because of recent events, we had to tweaked your positions a little.
"Knowledge," At her name the redhead stepped forward and nodded, "One of the Scouts have found another Dark Arts Book. Normally, you would just collected and bring it back to the base. Not this time, I want you to destroy it. There are too many of these blasted curse books floating around. This one is especially dangerous. It contains curses worse than the killing curse."
"Fate, will any knowledge of history be lost to the humans in its destruction?" Knowledge asked.
"None." Fate replied, "And if it is, the humans would be better off not knowing. And it's not just this one time either. Any Dark Arts books that you are ordered to find must be destroyed immediately. Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am." Knowledge agreed reluctantly. It was against her nature to destroy anything that contains knowledge, but these were drastic times.
"You will find the book at Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore has done a wonderful job of guarding it, but it needs to be destroyed. Be careful, Knowledge, The castle is full of traps."
Knowledge smiled and saluted Fate. With that, she changed into a calico cat. She ran off in the direction of Hogwarts. The black haired lady giggled after her retreating friend. Fate pinned her with a glare.
"Now for your mission, Death." Death snapped to attention at her name. Fate smiled and continued, "You are the most experienced person we have in your department. That's why the council picked you for this job. Over that hill is Godric's Hollow. It will be the scene of grisly murder tonight. I know that's a normal day for you, but here's the twist. The parents are scheduled to die tonight. The boy on the other hand must not die. Use any means necessary, but the boy must live through the night. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I do." Death whispered softly.
"I know I have always told you not to get emotionally involved, but tonight why don't you go and meet the boy you must save."
Death nodded and started in the direction Fate had pointed. A thought had come to her. She turned to ask it to Fate. Fate was gone returning to where she had come. Death sighed.
"Who Am I saving him from and how?" Death asked.
The wind began to blow as Death continued walking. A voice on the wind seemed to say, "You'll know." Death shook it off and approached the house. In the distance, she could hear a song. Maybe she should wait until the mother was gone to meet the child. Death transformed in a raven and flew up to the house. Landing on an open windowsill, Death peered into the house. The mother had just landed the baby down. The father was by the door waiting for them. His eyes were full of love for his family. Soon the mother was assured that the child was a sleep and left with the father.
Death quickly looked around and flew into the room. Perched on the crib, she stared gently at the sleeping baby. Making sure she was a lone, she transformed in to her human form. Her hood was down, so the child could see her if it was awake. This was a rare opportunity since Death had never held a real baby before. Gently she reached down and drew the child up. Harry woke up with the sudden movement and eyed the stranger suspiciously. Death froze waiting for the child to start crying as things did when they saw her. After a few tense moments, Harry began to gurgle and coo happily. Death relaxed and smiled at the child.
"You are quite a brave little thing. Most people shake with fear and start crying at the sight of me. But you little one laugh and smile at me. Such courage." Death confided, "I'm not as bad as everyone thinks I am. I suppose it's part of the job."
Harry laughed and smiled in response to Death's little confession. Death smiled and started to look for a place to sit down. She found a rocker nearby and sat down. Quietly, she began to rock Harry.
"You know why I am here, don't you? It's to protect you, little one. From what, I don't know. We'll find out together. I just wish I could protect your parents too. I wish I was allowed to." Death continued.
Harry noticing a change in his new friends demeanor, threw out his hands for a hug. He had seen his mother do it countless times in order to cheer up her friends. Death saw this and giggled a little. She bent down and accepted a hug from the infant. A tear of blood slipped from her eye.
Suddenly a sense of incredible evil swept over the house. Death froze from the overpowering effects of it. Voices snapped her back to reality. Quietly she laid her back down in the crib. Down stairs, she could hear the father telling the mother, "Lily, take Harry and GO! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off! Hurry!"
The mother ran up the stairs. Death Quickly put up her hood so no one can see her. Harry began crying loudly when his friend disappeared from sight. Lily burst into the room. She began to prepared Harry for the trip, when a burst of green light could be seen down stairs. At that moment, both women knew that the father was dead. Lily collapsed against the crib and sobbed out, "James." Death moved to comfort the mother. Then he was there.
Death froze at the sight of the powerful dark wizard. She had only heard of Lord Voldemort and cursed his name many times for creating more for her department than was needed. Now she was seeing him. Fear gripped her as she realized what he was here for.
"No, not Harry! Not Harry! Please not harry!" the mother begged.
"Stand aside you silly girl. Stand aside now!" Voldemort ordered.
"Not Harry! Please, no, take me, kill me instead. Please don't kill my son!"
"I said move!"
"Not Harry! Please have mercy, have mercy."
"So be it!"
Death watched paralyzed as the wizard raised his wand at the unarmed mother. With a few words and a flick of his wrist, the mother's body hit the floor. Death was about to run up to the fallen mother when she felt someone tugging on her sleeve. Death turned to see the mother, Lily's ghost standing there.
"Please spare my son. Have mercy on him." She pleaded.
"While he has ignored your pleas, I have heard him. Your son will live this night and many nights following. I promise." Death vowed.
She smiled and faded from sight. Death turned to the wizard she must face. This was a first for her. She has never faced a mortal before. The wizard stopped laughing and advanced on to the crib.
"The last of his line will now die by my hand." He declared and began the spell. Death had, recognizing the spell, without thinking raised her hand with the bracelet and chanted, "Mortis Deflectos!"
The green light from the wizard's wand leaped towards the child. Suddenly a brilliant white light from Death's hand and deflected the curse back to it's master. The wizard flew backwards and through the wall. He wobbly got to his feet and stared into the dark room.
"Who dares challenge me, the great Lord Voldemort? Show yourself!" He yelled.
Slowly Death stepped through the hole. Her hood was down so Voldemort could see her angry face. Her grey eyes became a molten mercury with anger. The air in the house become downright frigid. Voldemort took a step back.
"I dare to challenge you. Got a Problem with that?" Death spat at him.
Voldemort recovered quickly and growled at her, "Foolish woman. I will not be denied that child's life."
"Allow me to be the first. Obviously you don't know who I am. My name is Esmeralda Aria Sauterne, the Lady Death."
A gust of wind blew through the house. Both could Fate's voice saying, "He must punished until the child is ready. He is yours to deal with." The wind died instantly. All Death could think was great, just great. Now what?
"When I get out of here, my Snakes will be feeding on your bones." Voldemort threatened.
"I'm shaking in my shoes. So you like snakes do you? It's the prefect punishment, Thomas Riddle. With a name like that I can see why you changed it. Several charges have been piled up against you, and you have been found guilty of each one. As punishment for the lives you have taken, I condemn you to live with only have of you life force as a result of that curse you love so much. You serve it the same way as those that you worship on your belly."
With her raised hand, the bracelet glowed and sent out a black beam of energy that hit Voldemort. He Screamed as his body twisted and changed. Then he was gone. Death looked around confused when she heard Harry's cries. She rushed back to the crib.
Harry was crying loudly. Death reached in and picked him up. Softly she tried to quiet him down with reassurance that it was all over. Suddenly the house began to shake as a high pitched cackling was heard. Death quickly rushed down the stairs while trying to protect Harry. Just barely she made it out the falling house. Death looked back at the debris of what once Harry's home. She looked back down at the child. A scar stood out on his forehead. Lightly, Death traces the scar while muttering a chant. Harry skin shimmer a little and dulled. A gift from his mother, love in the skin. Specks of blood were staining his clothes. Death wiped her eyes unaware that she had been crying.
"Oh my little one. I'm so sorry. I have made you homeless and family less as well. Can you forgive me?" Death cried.
Harry stopped crying and gazed at Death's face. Streaks of blood ran down her cheeks. Harry considered for a moment and then threw up his arms for a hug. Death smiled softly and hugged the child loathed to let him go.
"Harry, I'll make you a deal. I promise I will give you a chance to pay Voldemort back for all he has done to you and your line. All you have to do is remain as brave as you are now and open minded as well."
In response, Harry smiled at her and gurgles. Death smiles as well and begins to sing softly.
Hush now, my baby.
Be still love, don't cry.
Sleep as you are rocked by the stream.
Sleep as I sing this little lullaby.
And I'll be with you when you dream.
Harry yawned little and began to doze off. Death quickly kissed his scar. My gift to you, little one. When Harry went fully to sleep, Death laid him by his house and pulled up her hood. She had sensed someone coming. Not to far from her, a giant of a man appeared. He looked quite sad as he approached the house. Death was satisfied that this man wasn't going to hurt Harry, she blew the child a kiss and whispered, "Sleep my little one and dream of happier times. Don't forget our deal."
With that said she changed into a raven and flew away scaring the giant. Absently she wondered how Knowledge's mission went.
The End for now.
Maybe.