Lily and James received a letter from Dumbledore. A letter that requested their presence at
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy immediately. Thus, they went but with the company
of their companions.
Lily walked into the hallowed halls that they had been students in just a couple of months prior and sighed deeply. So much had happened here. So many memories. For seven years she had known these people and now they knew that Peter had become an illegal animagus for the soul purpose to kill them all. She knew that he was too quiet for his own good, but she never believed that all these years he would plot and plan a way to kill them off.
James grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, as if he knew just what she was thinking.
He had known Peter so much more so then everyone else. Or at least he thought. Now he was helping an evil man.
They walked together into the office that was Dumbledore's and waited for him to make a grand entrance, as always. Several minutes later Dumbledore walked down the steps with a small smile.
"Ah, I see you brought your gang of friends with you. I had expected that you would. There is something that has come to my attention. Something very important. That involves you, Lily, James, Alice, and Frank most of all. This is a prophecy. A real prophecy. Now watch," Dumbledore said as he waved his hand over a large bowl filled with clear silver stuff.
A woman stood before them and spoke about a child that Voldermort would choose from parents that thrice defied him. As the prophecy went on the color, in the four people's face that it concerned, drained away.
"But, we don't know which set of parents this child will be from. Dumbledore just tell us straight out. Is that set of parents going to die?" Sirius asked, his voice darkening.
"I believe so, yes. I'm sorry. But you deserve the truth," Dumbledore said, his head bowing in sorrow.
"It's Peter. We can not tell him a damned thing. Otherwise this prophecy will come true. But we have the advantage. We know the prophecy. Yes, we have thrice defied Voldermort but that does not mean that our children won't be alright. Right, Dumbledore?" Lily asked him, her glimmer of hope stayed in her eyes.
"There is the possibility, but are you sure it is Peter?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. We have not told a soul. We have a plan for the bastard. He will pay for what he has done to us. Plan Get Him is being started right now. Today. Lily and James invite you, Dumbledore to their wedding. It's time to get Voldermort and that weasle once and for all," Remus said darkly.
"You're planning a wedding to kill them. I do not think that is wise," Dumbledore voiced.
"If we are to die anyway, then why not on the day where we are united as one?" James asked.
"We are ready for this. Let's go. It's time for the end of this shit," Lily said.
They turned around and walked out, leaving a sad Dumbledore behind.
"May your plan work. If not I shall take care of the children that will loose their parents as a result," Dumbledore whispered in promise as the door shut behind them.
Lily walked into the hallowed halls that they had been students in just a couple of months prior and sighed deeply. So much had happened here. So many memories. For seven years she had known these people and now they knew that Peter had become an illegal animagus for the soul purpose to kill them all. She knew that he was too quiet for his own good, but she never believed that all these years he would plot and plan a way to kill them off.
James grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, as if he knew just what she was thinking.
He had known Peter so much more so then everyone else. Or at least he thought. Now he was helping an evil man.
They walked together into the office that was Dumbledore's and waited for him to make a grand entrance, as always. Several minutes later Dumbledore walked down the steps with a small smile.
"Ah, I see you brought your gang of friends with you. I had expected that you would. There is something that has come to my attention. Something very important. That involves you, Lily, James, Alice, and Frank most of all. This is a prophecy. A real prophecy. Now watch," Dumbledore said as he waved his hand over a large bowl filled with clear silver stuff.
A woman stood before them and spoke about a child that Voldermort would choose from parents that thrice defied him. As the prophecy went on the color, in the four people's face that it concerned, drained away.
"But, we don't know which set of parents this child will be from. Dumbledore just tell us straight out. Is that set of parents going to die?" Sirius asked, his voice darkening.
"I believe so, yes. I'm sorry. But you deserve the truth," Dumbledore said, his head bowing in sorrow.
"It's Peter. We can not tell him a damned thing. Otherwise this prophecy will come true. But we have the advantage. We know the prophecy. Yes, we have thrice defied Voldermort but that does not mean that our children won't be alright. Right, Dumbledore?" Lily asked him, her glimmer of hope stayed in her eyes.
"There is the possibility, but are you sure it is Peter?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. We have not told a soul. We have a plan for the bastard. He will pay for what he has done to us. Plan Get Him is being started right now. Today. Lily and James invite you, Dumbledore to their wedding. It's time to get Voldermort and that weasle once and for all," Remus said darkly.
"You're planning a wedding to kill them. I do not think that is wise," Dumbledore voiced.
"If we are to die anyway, then why not on the day where we are united as one?" James asked.
"We are ready for this. Let's go. It's time for the end of this shit," Lily said.
They turned around and walked out, leaving a sad Dumbledore behind.
"May your plan work. If not I shall take care of the children that will loose their parents as a result," Dumbledore whispered in promise as the door shut behind them.