Wicked Reinvention
By: Mave and Raven
Prolong
A/N: This story is being written by two people. Just thought you might like to know. Please review and we'll give you a cookie.
A young woke suddenly, a feeling of dread coming over, her women slowly got up to check on her baby. He was sleeping peacefully. She looked down on him with a gaze full of love. She lay her hand gently on her babe's soft, silky cheek. She stood there for a few moments, and walked back to her room. Her husband was snoring softly, obviously tired out from earlier that night. She smiled at her sleeping husband.
The young woman was wide awake now, she crept to her desk and took out her diary. She had been keeping once since she was eleven years old and even now after becoming a wife and a mother. Most might have thought it was immature but she didn't, she wanted to remember and have her children know what she was like and her experiences. She had a feeling she wouldn't be there for her child's life. She finished her entry and slipped back under the covers. Her husband slipped his arms around her and pulled her close. She, the young women, thought of the young babe growing inside her stomach at that very moment. She had yet to tell her husband of this news. She knew he would be fearful and excited. For she knew something was happening that would change the course of the world and her future. She slipped into a dreamless sleep, or so it seemed.
A young man, now about twenty, was dressed in long back robes and a mask, masking his face. Only his obsidian eyes started out, a void of emotions. He had been summoned to his Master and was now waiting for his instructions. The young man was in a dark forest, a storm was coming in, and the wind howled like a werewolf to the full moon. But no moon shone overhead. Only stars were present this night. For it was a dark moon.
A man, or what could be called a man, step out of the dark forest, and snake at his side. The man had slits for eyes, red as blood, and a handsome face, if it were not obscured by the snake like features. His pale face was like scales, and his snake DNA was showing. "Come, my faithful Death Eater," came a silky voice, a voice that was deep and rich. Not the voice of the merciless killer he was.
The young man walked slowly towards his Master, knelt, and kissed the hem of his masters velvet black robes. "Yes my lord."
"I have a task for you, that must be completed. A clever servant of mine has given me the whereabouts of the Potters, I want you to make sure that they will no longer be a problem." The Master said to the young man knelt before him.
"My lord, if I may speak freely," asked the man.
"Yes, go a head."
"The wife of that dimwit Potter is a friend of mine, she has done nothing, my lord I ask you to spare her life," said the young man.
"She is an Auror and my enemy. I will not allow her to live" said the Master.
This would usually signal the end of the discussion, but this is something that the man truly wanted. He persisted, "Master, I beg of you. If I ask of you of anything, make this it. Please spare her life."
The snake like creature thought to himself for a minute then just like he had tasted something terrible he replied, " Fine, I will allow the woman to live, but no one else."
The man sighed in relief, "Thank you my lord, thank you." The man thought to himself for a second then asked a question.
"My lord, you know of where the Potters live?" Asked the servant.
"Yes, there Secret Keeper was a Death Eater, how ironic I say. No one would have guessed it. One of my trusted minions quite cleverly supplied me with their whereabouts and tomorrow we shall kill the Potters," said the master.
"Yes, my lord," and the servant Apperated away.
The young women woke with a start. She had been dreaming. A boy, with long black hair, her dreams always seemed to come back to him even after all these years had passed. Why could she not rid her head of him? She was a happily married woman, who loved her husband deeply, yet she always found herself wandering what happened to that boy? They were together during school, before she fell in love with her husband. In most of her dreams though, it was just fond and happy memories of this boy, tonight it was different. There was pain and suffering. He was in immense pain invoked by a man…or a creature of some sort with scaly skin and red eyes. The women looked around her, her husband was already up, which meant her child was awake as well. She got out of bed and dressed. It was Halloween and her little boy came running into the room.
"Mummy, mummy," the little boy no more then a year old, screeched.
"Well hell-o, how is Mummy's little guy?" she asked.
"Up, up," yelled the little boy and the mother pick him up. He grabbed onto her hair and giggled softly.
"Good to see you are up," said her husband, giving her a kiss.
"Yes," she said. She ate her breakfast and Apperated to work. The day went by as usual, but the women felt a sense of foreboding. When she came home, her child was already asleep, and she went in to kiss him good night. He opened his eyes slightly and smiled before drifting back into a deep sleep.
"Your late," said her husband.
"I know, we had a mix up at the Ministry and I couldn't get away. It was in my department," she explained.
"You work to much. Come and rest on the couch. I will bring you something to eat," said her husband. She went and sat on the couch, loving that fact her husband was home.
"I am so glad the Quidditch season is over," she said, "I need you here so much now. I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"I am pregnant again," she said. Her husbands eyes light up suddenly.
"You mean I'm going to be a Daddy again," he said.
"Yes. I know how you must be thinking, under all that happiness, that this isn't the best time with the Dark Lord gaining strength and him coming after us. But we have our Secret Keeper, and we should be happy, this is a blessing."
"Your right, I am thinking that. But you are right as well, it is a blessing," he said. Soon after she had eaten, they went to bed. Both happy and content. The women checked on her sleeping baby one more time before going to bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The young man with the obsidian eyes Apperated to the forest to meet up with his Master and fellow Death Eaters. The moon was but a sliver in the sky, not giving off much light. He waited for his Master to come. There was a popping noise and a tall figure dressed in black appeared, followed by three more pops and three more people dressed in black appeared. The young man went to his Master.
"It is time," said the Master. "Tonight we go to Godric's Hallow to kill Potter, save but the women, as a favor to one among us. Let's go my faithful children."
They Apperated away, to a small cottage in the woods. There were not lights present in the house. Everyone was asleep. The young man remained outside, while this Master and fellow Death Eaters went into the house. "No one is to kill the child but myself," said the Master. "You may kill the man, but leave the women." The young man watched as his Master un-locked the door and crept inside. He heard a man cry out to his wife to take the boy and run. He saw green light from a window and knew that the man, his enemy from school had died. He heard shouting and the young women scream, saying something. A green light erupted again from the house and the women screamed, the young man dropped to his knees. She had died, they killed her, even though his Master promised he would spare her.
A scream sounded in the room and Severus Snape woke up.