Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with this fic, accept for the idea. Harry Potter belongs to the fabulous J.K Rowling. I only own the characters that aren't Harry Potter pouts. So no suing. I wish I owned Sirius.
A/N: The heading means what it says (how corny .).
Chapter 2: Goodbye Godric Hollow
The days went by, and Harry seemed to enjoy the days with the Potters. Everything was fine until one fateful day, Hallow'een. Lily and James were playing with Harry when the door handle shook, and the Wards around the house shoock slightly. James, white faced, got up and turned to Lily
"He's found us. Take Harry and go." Lily was about to argue about fighting with him, but James said
"Hurry." Lily nodded, picked Harry up, and went to run when Voldemort burst into the burst into the house. He took a cursory look around the room, and cast the killing curse at James, who was about to curse him himself. Lily screamed as she watched her husband fall to the ground, protecting Harry uncontiously. Her eyes widened when Voldemort advanced on her. She stepped back until she hit the sofa.
"Give him to me." Voldemort hissed. Lily shook her head, refused to give up Harry.
"Never." She whispered venomously. She turned around to run but Voldemort snorted and yelled
"Avada Kadevera." Lily screamed as the green light hit her. She fell onto the couch and Harry fell out of her arms, protected by pillow on the floor. He looked up in confusion at Voldemort, slight recognition in his eyes. Voldemort glared at him, snarled, and said
"Avada Kadevera." The green light went toward Harry, but hit a sort of barrier that was around his body and bounced back at Voldemort. He screeched in pain and vanished. The force of the spells in the house caused the structure to collapse, with young Harry in it. Harry cried when an imaginary scalpel did a line like a lightening bolt on his forehead.
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Later that night A large motorbike landed near the remains of Godric Hollow. The occupant climbed off and his mouth fell in dispair. He looked around the remains of the home in shock, and slight anger. He tired to search the remains for his two friends, but saw their mangled bodies instead. Tears of sorrow rolled down his cheek. Suddenly a baby's cry reached his ears.
"Harry." He gasped. He went over to the sound of the cry, searching frantically and saw young Harry.
"Holy crap." He muttered at the sight of the soot covered child. He picked the crying boy, casting a cleaning charm on him, causing the soot and dust to vanish, and tried to comfort him.
"Mo..mommy." Harry whispered painfully.
"Shh. Don't worry. It's me, Sirius." He whispered softly. Harry looked up at him, recognition in his bright green eyes.
"Si..rus?" He asked and closed his eyes, falling to sleep. Sirius sniffed sadly and saw Hagrid coming his way.
"Hullo Sirius. I see yeh've found young 'Arry 'ere." Sirius nodded bsolomly.
"Any other survivors?" Sirius shook his head
"Just Harry." Sirius said in pain
"Need to bring 'im ter Dumbledore." Sirius nodded and said softly
"You can use my motorcycle. You'll get there quicker." Hagrid nodded and Sirius handed him Harry. Hagrid nodded and left. Sirus clenched his fist and said venomously
"Peter. Your gonna pay for this." With that he apparated (once again, can he apparate?) to find his 'friend' and teach him a lesson in loyalty.
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Privet Drive
A man was standing just at the corner of Privet Drive, who would have looked very out of place in the snooty street. He took out a silver lighter-thingy (you know, the same one he used in the movie) and clicked about 18 times. With each click, a light went out, and into the lighter-thingy. The man walked over to No. 4 and saw a tabby cat on the wall, glaring at things as though they were going to leap out and attack. He chuckled to himself
"I thought you'd be here." He pulled out a thing that looked like a watch, but it had planets on it, revolving around, he seemed to understand it because he put it away. He went turned to look at the tabby, but in it's place was a stern-looking woman.
"Ah. Hello Minerva." He addressed her. She looked at him and said
"Is Harry here?" She asked. Dumbledore shook his head, and said
"No. Not yet. Hagrid's fetching him." She looked at Dumbledore with a look of annoyance
"You're actualy bringing him here? They're the worst muggles I've seen in my life, and that's saying something." She said pointing to No. 4 with a look of disgust on her face.
"You cannot allow these muggles to look after Harry. He will no doubt be treated with no respect whatsoever. These muggles will criticise him and neglect him." Dumbledore looked at her and said airily
"They won't." She looked at him and said
"Albus. I have watched them all day, and not once did I see anything kind happen in there." Dumbledore sighed and was about to reply, but a noise interupted them
"What is that?" McGonigal said, pointing to a thing in the sky. It came down and on it was Hagrid.
"Ah. Hagrid. Did you find him?" Hagrid nodded and said
"Young Sirius found him. Sadly, there was no other surviors. I have ta return 'im 'is bike afta this." McGonigal looked at Harry, and noticed the lightening bolt scar on his forehead.
"Is that where?" She asked with a look of awe on her face, and in her voice. Dumbledore nodded
"He'll have that scar forever. Even if I could do something about it, I wouldn't. Scars can come in handy some times." McGonigal looked at him and shivered.
"Can we get this done soon? It's getting cold." Dumbledore nodded, placed Harry down, put a note and turned to the others.
"Let's go." He said. They nodded and left.
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A/N: Well, re-reading this chapter, I was shocked at the crappy writting I did.