Chapter 10- Reunited
After Sirius' last encounter with his late wife. Lily and James thought it best not to bother him with there secret keeper business for a day or two. But the time came when the subject could no longer be put off.
Sirius was sat on the living room sofa of Godric's Hollow. James standing opposite him, Lily sitting next to him. The situation seemed so serious, intimidating and it hadn't even begun.
"You want to trust me with your lives?" Sirius asked almost immediately. James couldn't help but smile at his mate's response.
"Shouldn't we then Padfoot?" He joked.
"Of course you should!" Sirius stood up gallantly. "You know I would die for all three of you. It's just... well the whole things so obvious. I mean you've already told me Claire, Remus and Peter know your plans of going into hiding. And one of us is supposed to be passing information on to the Dark lord."
"You're saying you think the mole is THAT close to us?" Lily asked.
"Yes, personally I've had a really funny feeling about someone for a while now." Sirius' voice had dropped to almost a whisper.
"Who?" Lily and James both questioned at once.
"Remus. Think about it, he's a werewolf and although he has never wronged us in the past, it is an untrustworthy race. Then theres what he did to Claire. He didn't seem to bothered about shaking up with your ex James. He invited us round to get drunk a while back plus, since that new law has been passed, he's not been the same. He actually thumped me, and do you remember what he said? 'The day Sirius can look after himself let alone a child is the day Voldemort is defeated' That's not like him, even if he's drunk. He's always depressed now. Maybe he's had a change of heart?"
"But it's Remus, Moony. How can we just accuse him like that?" James stuttered. Sirius' eyes gleamed.
"I don't know, I can just feel it.. So anyway, I think we should change the secret keeper so no one expects it. And when they come after me, I'll not be able to tell them anything, even if they give me a truth serum."
"Who else can we go to?" Lily asked.
"Claire or Peter." Sirius replied.
"Peter!" James exclaimed almost immediately. "I don't want Claire at harms risk."
"Ok well I'll owl Dumbledore." Lily stood up. But Sirius pulled her back down.
"NO! No one must know." Sirius stressed. "That way Voldemort will never find you."
Lily smiled weakly at him.
"I suppose."
"So Peter what we're saying is, would you please do us the honour of being our secret keeper?" Lily and James stood in front of Peter hand in hand, pleading him to help them.
"You, you chose me?" He asked. Did they really trust him that much? Fools.
"Yes we trust you." Lily smiled angelically.
Peter grinned inwardly. His master would be so pleased with him. The Potters were his main target. The dark lord would reward him well for handing them over.
"Of course I will help you. You are my best mates after all. Helped me through tonnes of crap you have." Peter replied.
"Wormtail you're the greatest." James hugged his mate.
"Shall we perform the charm now?" Lily asked.
"I think so, we've left it long enough already." James agreed.
"Ok." Lily picked Harry up out of his playpen and handed him to James.
James hugged his son tight in his strong arms.
"We have to link arms us 3. Whilst Peter walks round 3 times. Once for each person. Chanting 'Alraidus sombura' Then he must tap us each gently on the head with his wand saying the designation of where he's protecting us. Thus being 'Godric's Hollow,
Hatfield heath,
Hertfordshire.' Got it?" Lily asked.
Peter went through the routine for practise, then performed the spell. Suprisingly it worked first time.
"Ok, now Peter, the only way anyone can find any of us 3 is if you personally tell them where we are. We're not leaving, because the second we leave, we are vulnerable to attack. I suggest you go into hiding too. Sirius is." Peter nodded and apperated away.
"So now what?" Lily asked.
"Well lets carry on as normal." James replied grinning.
"And what would 'Normal' be?"
"Well I think Harry looks a little tired. Come t think of it you look a little tired too. I think perhaps I should take you both up to bed." James disappeared taking Harry up to his cot.
Lily wondered what was taking him so long, until an invisible force suddenly picked her up. More correctly known as James under a certain invisibility cloak.
She was carried to her bedroom and thrown gently onto the bed.
"That reminds me," She gasped still giggling slightly. "I think we should leave some stuff with Dumbledore- our possessions. Just in case the worst should happen." But she soon forgot what she was saying as she was engulfed in another wave of kisses.
Meanwhile, Peter apperated to a dark cave.
"Master, I have news on the Potters." He smiled evilly.
"You know of their where abouts?" The dark lord stood before him. A group of followers smiled twistedly behind him.
Peter smirked.
"They have just performed the fideleaus charm on themselves." He smiled. His master's face turned furious.
"That is not good news!" He raged.
"Unless of course you know who the secret keeper is..." Peter smirked wider. Most would say he was pretty brave to talk to the dark lord in such manner, but Peter knew he had something of value and it would spare his life... for now.
"And whom may this be?" The dark lord asked. An identical smirk crossing his face.
"Me." Peter said puffing his chest out proudly, Like a child wanting to make his father proud.
"Excellent, and I dare say I would not need to torture you for information?"
"No sir." Peter grovelled.
"Good, I'm sure your mother would be most grateful also." He replied sadistically. "We will strike them a week today. Halloween. My favourite day of the year. One which is set to celebrate all which is wizard. We will show everyone how to celebrate it properly. By ridding the world of mud blood and muggle lover filth!"
The band of black cloaked figures stood cheering and laughing maliciously.
Peter joined them, by now he was so far into the dark side, he felt no guilt. He didn't for one second regret turning two of his once best friends over to be killed.
His heart was now as black as the tattoo he had burnt into his forearm.
"James becareful won't you. Just go and see Dumbledore, then come straight back." Lily worried over her husband.
James gave her his most charming smile. "Don't worry I promise I will be a good boy." He mocked. "But if I'm not... will you spank me?" Lily glared at him.
"Be serious!" She said.
"But I'm James!" He mocked. She glared at him again.
"Ok, ok. I promise I will go there and come straight back." He gave her an encouraging kiss on the cheek then apperated away.
Lily went back into her house and picked her one-year-old son up, hugging him closely, praying for her husband's safe return.
Now the had the charm over them, everything seemed ten times more scary.
James walked up to the old castle for a second time month and entered through the doors. It was still very quiet, very cold, and very spooky. That was because the students were still on holiday.
He got to Dumbledore's office and the doorway automatically opened. And when he reached the top, the old head master was there. It was as though Dumbledore had been expecting him.
"Mister Potter, I expect this meeting will be business rather then pleasure? no?"
"You're right. I have come to tell you the charm has been done. And I would also like to ask you a favour."
Dumbledore looked at James in a fatherly manner. "Whatever you want." He replied. "Well, I just wanted to ask if you would look after a few things... just... just in case the worst should happen." He choked out.
Dumbledore nodded gravely. "It is hard to think about these things. But it is a very sensible and necessary precaution. James I have seen you especially grow and mature over the years and I just want to say, I'm proud of you."
James nodded. "Thanks. All because of a proper upbringing and schooling.." They nodded to each other and James pulled forward a medium sized satchel. "In here's my old invisibility cloak, Our Gringots vault account and a few other bits and bobs which mean allot to us."
Dumbledore took the satchel from James and they shook hands.
"Look after Lily and Harry. They will need your support at a time like this. You may use my fireplace to floo home. I'd prefer that."
"Thank you sir, Albus." The two men nodded and James flooed back to his wife who was watching nervously out of the window, rocking her sleeping son back and forth.
When James appeared behind her she jumped out her skin drawing her wand and pointing it between his eyes, before realising it was him.
"James!" She screeched hugging him and her son close "Don't scare me like that!" she hit him lightly on the arm.
"Sorry dear." James grinned.
Sirius had sorted Peter out with a suitable hiding place. He would check Peter was safe every day.
And each day Peter would be fine.
That was until the night of Halloween.
As the wizeding world gathered together, forgetting for one night their fears, to celebrate their kind, Sirius knocked on the door of the small hut in which Peter was hidden. After the third knock Sirius forced his way through the door. Inside there was no sign of a struggle, nothing was out of place. Sirius breathed a sigh of relief as he fixed the door.
"Pete." He called. There was no reply.
"Peter." He tried again, but to no avail.
"PETER!" He panicked as he frantically searched the 3 rooms of the hut. It was empty.
It wasn't Remus who was the traitor, it was Peter!
James sat on the sofa of Godric's Hollow. He was reading the daily Prophet, a frown across his face- more deaths thanks to Voldemort. Lily's head was resting on his lap asleep. Harry was asleep on top of her. They would've made a lovely portrait in that pose. Tranquil, relaxed, loving.
Suddenly James heard a small pita patter outside.
Footsteps.
They grew louder. He quickly nudged Lily awake.
"Wassron?" She asked sleepily, sitting herself up, careful not to wake Harry.
"Shh!" James whispered, going to the window and carefully peering round the curtains. "Oh Merlin!" He said reaching in his pocket for his wand.
Lily jumped to her feet worried.
"What?" She asked now fully awake.
"Peter!" James wined to himself. Peering once more around the curtain. But unfortunately he wasn't mistaken. A tall, thin heavily cloaked man walked up their front garden.
"Lily it's him." James almost shouted. "Take Harry and run!"
"No James not with out you." Lily sobbed stubbornly.
"Go now, I'll try and fight him. I love you. Protect Harry." Lily looked into James' eyes one last time and knew she had no choice. She turned around and ran up the stairs. As she reached the top she heard a loud * BANG * then a cruel laugh. She turned around and looked.
Voldemort stood at their doorstep.
Hesitantly she ran down the hall and into Harry's nursery. James managed to take one look at Voldemort, wand poised. He opened his mouth to send a curse, but Voldemort beat him to it.
"Avada Kedavra!" The evil yet determined man before him had shouted.
A flash of green light and James' life flashed before his eyes.
*-A young boy being hit by his father, then running crying to his sister. His mother stood watching.
*-A red steam engine which meant home. Meeting a small wolfish Remus. An UN- related brother Sirius, chasing a small feeble Peter. A friendship formed on their way to Hogwarts.
*-His first prank with the newly formed Marauders.
*-The first time he met Lily. Her red hair shining and green eyes gleaming.
*-Saving Lily from Snape.
*-The wondrous way he felt the first time he could truly help his friend in his Anigmagus transformation.
*-His first REAL kiss.
*-Proposing to Lily and her accepting.
*-Their wedding day.
*-The day they found out about Harry.
*-The day Harry arrived.
*-Finally Lily's face flashed before his eyes. He had a good life, but now it was gone. Voldemort had finally defeated him. NO Voldemort would only defeat him in destroying his spirit and his spirit lived inside his son. Like the last line of the Anigmagus poem spoke;
***She will only die,
if you defy,
Her in body, soul and Spirit. ***
He finally understood. And with that he saw a light come down for him.
Lily heard her husband's body fall to the floor dead. A cruel laughter followed confirming this.
No time for hysteria, she had to save her son. He would be next. She barricaded the nursery door. It would've been pointless fleeing out side. Death eaters would've been waiting.
She tried to quieten Harry's cries, but only succeeded in crying herself.
James was gone.
With a blast of red light, the door burst open, revealing the snake like man behind it. His hideous red eyes gleamed, pleased with himself.
One down one to go. He would perhaps beable to recruit the Mudblood.
That was his mistake.
Like Dumbledore told Lily, Voldemort lacked the power of love and therefore would always under estimate it.
"Stand aside girl." The dark lord spat maliciously at Lily.
"No never." She cried. "Take me not Harry."
Voldemort sent a sharp hex out of his wand at Lily who had been standing in front of Harry's cot protecting him. She screamed but didn't budge.
"I want the boy not you." Voldemort hissed.
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand aside, stand aside you silly girl. stand aside now."
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead." She cried out the words pleading with the fates to protect her son. She had not a thought about her own well being, she wanted to save her son and in an act of selflessness bravery she would. "Please not Harry! Please. have mercy. have mercy." Voldemorts shrill voice was laughing sickly whilst Lily continued to scream at him.
"I've had enough!" He pointed his wand directly at her, she was standing over her child protecting him. Voldemort would not touch him whilst she was alive. "Avada Kedavra!" He bellowed. And Lily too dropped to the floor dead in a flash of green light.
Suddenly Lily saw a light, as she moved slowly closer, she saw that there was a pearly white person waiting for her.
James.
"I waited for you love." He smiled warmly. She held his hand with her own ghostly one and together they stepped into the light.
They arrived at a completely whit setting, in front of the stood a grand golden gate.
"Lily and James Potter." The guardian who sat on a stool holding a long role of parchment, before them greeted. "You did a great deed for your kind. Welcome to heaven."
Lily hesitated.
"My son?" She asked. "Where's my little Harry?"
"Harry Potter?" James agreed.
The guard looked at them with sympathetic eyes. The love of parents. He looked down his list for them.
"He won't join us for a good few years yet. He has to rid the world of evil first. You can watch over him from the dream pool in the west wing of the castle of goodness if you wish. Now enter, the great one is waiting."
James looked from his ghostly self to his matching wife and led her through the golden gates of heaven as husband and wife. They would be together for eternity watching their son.
Meanwhile, Voldemort kicked the body of the red headed woman aside as he raised his wand and pointed it at the small child in front of him.
"Finally the last of the heirs. The last who is prophesised to defeat me. Had I known this would be so easy, I would've arranged a killing spree after wards." He chuckled at his own sadistic words and repeated the unforgivable curse for the third time, the one that had never failed to satisfy him.
"Avada Kedavra!" He yelled grinning. The ray of green light went shooting from his wand hitting the little Boy Square on the forehead. But it didn't kill him, it didn't flash desirably. Instead it absorbed his body. It covered Harry head to toe, then it did something shocking, it rebounded off the black haired boy who looked so much like his father and instead hit the man who had cast it.
The green light flashed throughout the whole house, bringing it down to its knees in ruins.
Voldemort screeched in pain finally getting his some sort of just deserts, as he was stripped from his body. All, which was left, was a spirit barely strong enough to escape before anyone came.
The death eaters had fled, when they saw the house about to tumble.
And in all the wreckage of the house was the small boy. He was wide-awake, his eyes, shaped and coloured like his mothers, sparkling. He had no idea what had just happened. The only trace of a memory he had was a small lightening shaped scar. One, which would distinguish him from "The normal people his age", one which would remind him of his parent's tragic fate and one which would last as long as The evil in the world did.
Harry Potter, soul survivor of that fateful Halloween night, was destined for great things. Things, which not even the most knowledgeable wizard, could predict.
His parents stood over the pool of dreams watching their son, they saw he had survived and rejoiced. They would watch over him forever more.
Hey everyone,
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I'm sorry to the people who asked me not to kill Lily and James, but I found that I had to it was part of the story.
I tried to make it the most positive I could and I think I achieved that.
I wanted to make it more dramatic, but that's how it came out in the end.
I hope you like it.
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After Sirius' last encounter with his late wife. Lily and James thought it best not to bother him with there secret keeper business for a day or two. But the time came when the subject could no longer be put off.
Sirius was sat on the living room sofa of Godric's Hollow. James standing opposite him, Lily sitting next to him. The situation seemed so serious, intimidating and it hadn't even begun.
"You want to trust me with your lives?" Sirius asked almost immediately. James couldn't help but smile at his mate's response.
"Shouldn't we then Padfoot?" He joked.
"Of course you should!" Sirius stood up gallantly. "You know I would die for all three of you. It's just... well the whole things so obvious. I mean you've already told me Claire, Remus and Peter know your plans of going into hiding. And one of us is supposed to be passing information on to the Dark lord."
"You're saying you think the mole is THAT close to us?" Lily asked.
"Yes, personally I've had a really funny feeling about someone for a while now." Sirius' voice had dropped to almost a whisper.
"Who?" Lily and James both questioned at once.
"Remus. Think about it, he's a werewolf and although he has never wronged us in the past, it is an untrustworthy race. Then theres what he did to Claire. He didn't seem to bothered about shaking up with your ex James. He invited us round to get drunk a while back plus, since that new law has been passed, he's not been the same. He actually thumped me, and do you remember what he said? 'The day Sirius can look after himself let alone a child is the day Voldemort is defeated' That's not like him, even if he's drunk. He's always depressed now. Maybe he's had a change of heart?"
"But it's Remus, Moony. How can we just accuse him like that?" James stuttered. Sirius' eyes gleamed.
"I don't know, I can just feel it.. So anyway, I think we should change the secret keeper so no one expects it. And when they come after me, I'll not be able to tell them anything, even if they give me a truth serum."
"Who else can we go to?" Lily asked.
"Claire or Peter." Sirius replied.
"Peter!" James exclaimed almost immediately. "I don't want Claire at harms risk."
"Ok well I'll owl Dumbledore." Lily stood up. But Sirius pulled her back down.
"NO! No one must know." Sirius stressed. "That way Voldemort will never find you."
Lily smiled weakly at him.
"I suppose."
"So Peter what we're saying is, would you please do us the honour of being our secret keeper?" Lily and James stood in front of Peter hand in hand, pleading him to help them.
"You, you chose me?" He asked. Did they really trust him that much? Fools.
"Yes we trust you." Lily smiled angelically.
Peter grinned inwardly. His master would be so pleased with him. The Potters were his main target. The dark lord would reward him well for handing them over.
"Of course I will help you. You are my best mates after all. Helped me through tonnes of crap you have." Peter replied.
"Wormtail you're the greatest." James hugged his mate.
"Shall we perform the charm now?" Lily asked.
"I think so, we've left it long enough already." James agreed.
"Ok." Lily picked Harry up out of his playpen and handed him to James.
James hugged his son tight in his strong arms.
"We have to link arms us 3. Whilst Peter walks round 3 times. Once for each person. Chanting 'Alraidus sombura' Then he must tap us each gently on the head with his wand saying the designation of where he's protecting us. Thus being 'Godric's Hollow,
Hatfield heath,
Hertfordshire.' Got it?" Lily asked.
Peter went through the routine for practise, then performed the spell. Suprisingly it worked first time.
"Ok, now Peter, the only way anyone can find any of us 3 is if you personally tell them where we are. We're not leaving, because the second we leave, we are vulnerable to attack. I suggest you go into hiding too. Sirius is." Peter nodded and apperated away.
"So now what?" Lily asked.
"Well lets carry on as normal." James replied grinning.
"And what would 'Normal' be?"
"Well I think Harry looks a little tired. Come t think of it you look a little tired too. I think perhaps I should take you both up to bed." James disappeared taking Harry up to his cot.
Lily wondered what was taking him so long, until an invisible force suddenly picked her up. More correctly known as James under a certain invisibility cloak.
She was carried to her bedroom and thrown gently onto the bed.
"That reminds me," She gasped still giggling slightly. "I think we should leave some stuff with Dumbledore- our possessions. Just in case the worst should happen." But she soon forgot what she was saying as she was engulfed in another wave of kisses.
Meanwhile, Peter apperated to a dark cave.
"Master, I have news on the Potters." He smiled evilly.
"You know of their where abouts?" The dark lord stood before him. A group of followers smiled twistedly behind him.
Peter smirked.
"They have just performed the fideleaus charm on themselves." He smiled. His master's face turned furious.
"That is not good news!" He raged.
"Unless of course you know who the secret keeper is..." Peter smirked wider. Most would say he was pretty brave to talk to the dark lord in such manner, but Peter knew he had something of value and it would spare his life... for now.
"And whom may this be?" The dark lord asked. An identical smirk crossing his face.
"Me." Peter said puffing his chest out proudly, Like a child wanting to make his father proud.
"Excellent, and I dare say I would not need to torture you for information?"
"No sir." Peter grovelled.
"Good, I'm sure your mother would be most grateful also." He replied sadistically. "We will strike them a week today. Halloween. My favourite day of the year. One which is set to celebrate all which is wizard. We will show everyone how to celebrate it properly. By ridding the world of mud blood and muggle lover filth!"
The band of black cloaked figures stood cheering and laughing maliciously.
Peter joined them, by now he was so far into the dark side, he felt no guilt. He didn't for one second regret turning two of his once best friends over to be killed.
His heart was now as black as the tattoo he had burnt into his forearm.
"James becareful won't you. Just go and see Dumbledore, then come straight back." Lily worried over her husband.
James gave her his most charming smile. "Don't worry I promise I will be a good boy." He mocked. "But if I'm not... will you spank me?" Lily glared at him.
"Be serious!" She said.
"But I'm James!" He mocked. She glared at him again.
"Ok, ok. I promise I will go there and come straight back." He gave her an encouraging kiss on the cheek then apperated away.
Lily went back into her house and picked her one-year-old son up, hugging him closely, praying for her husband's safe return.
Now the had the charm over them, everything seemed ten times more scary.
James walked up to the old castle for a second time month and entered through the doors. It was still very quiet, very cold, and very spooky. That was because the students were still on holiday.
He got to Dumbledore's office and the doorway automatically opened. And when he reached the top, the old head master was there. It was as though Dumbledore had been expecting him.
"Mister Potter, I expect this meeting will be business rather then pleasure? no?"
"You're right. I have come to tell you the charm has been done. And I would also like to ask you a favour."
Dumbledore looked at James in a fatherly manner. "Whatever you want." He replied. "Well, I just wanted to ask if you would look after a few things... just... just in case the worst should happen." He choked out.
Dumbledore nodded gravely. "It is hard to think about these things. But it is a very sensible and necessary precaution. James I have seen you especially grow and mature over the years and I just want to say, I'm proud of you."
James nodded. "Thanks. All because of a proper upbringing and schooling.." They nodded to each other and James pulled forward a medium sized satchel. "In here's my old invisibility cloak, Our Gringots vault account and a few other bits and bobs which mean allot to us."
Dumbledore took the satchel from James and they shook hands.
"Look after Lily and Harry. They will need your support at a time like this. You may use my fireplace to floo home. I'd prefer that."
"Thank you sir, Albus." The two men nodded and James flooed back to his wife who was watching nervously out of the window, rocking her sleeping son back and forth.
When James appeared behind her she jumped out her skin drawing her wand and pointing it between his eyes, before realising it was him.
"James!" She screeched hugging him and her son close "Don't scare me like that!" she hit him lightly on the arm.
"Sorry dear." James grinned.
Sirius had sorted Peter out with a suitable hiding place. He would check Peter was safe every day.
And each day Peter would be fine.
That was until the night of Halloween.
As the wizeding world gathered together, forgetting for one night their fears, to celebrate their kind, Sirius knocked on the door of the small hut in which Peter was hidden. After the third knock Sirius forced his way through the door. Inside there was no sign of a struggle, nothing was out of place. Sirius breathed a sigh of relief as he fixed the door.
"Pete." He called. There was no reply.
"Peter." He tried again, but to no avail.
"PETER!" He panicked as he frantically searched the 3 rooms of the hut. It was empty.
It wasn't Remus who was the traitor, it was Peter!
James sat on the sofa of Godric's Hollow. He was reading the daily Prophet, a frown across his face- more deaths thanks to Voldemort. Lily's head was resting on his lap asleep. Harry was asleep on top of her. They would've made a lovely portrait in that pose. Tranquil, relaxed, loving.
Suddenly James heard a small pita patter outside.
Footsteps.
They grew louder. He quickly nudged Lily awake.
"Wassron?" She asked sleepily, sitting herself up, careful not to wake Harry.
"Shh!" James whispered, going to the window and carefully peering round the curtains. "Oh Merlin!" He said reaching in his pocket for his wand.
Lily jumped to her feet worried.
"What?" She asked now fully awake.
"Peter!" James wined to himself. Peering once more around the curtain. But unfortunately he wasn't mistaken. A tall, thin heavily cloaked man walked up their front garden.
"Lily it's him." James almost shouted. "Take Harry and run!"
"No James not with out you." Lily sobbed stubbornly.
"Go now, I'll try and fight him. I love you. Protect Harry." Lily looked into James' eyes one last time and knew she had no choice. She turned around and ran up the stairs. As she reached the top she heard a loud * BANG * then a cruel laugh. She turned around and looked.
Voldemort stood at their doorstep.
Hesitantly she ran down the hall and into Harry's nursery. James managed to take one look at Voldemort, wand poised. He opened his mouth to send a curse, but Voldemort beat him to it.
"Avada Kedavra!" The evil yet determined man before him had shouted.
A flash of green light and James' life flashed before his eyes.
*-A young boy being hit by his father, then running crying to his sister. His mother stood watching.
*-A red steam engine which meant home. Meeting a small wolfish Remus. An UN- related brother Sirius, chasing a small feeble Peter. A friendship formed on their way to Hogwarts.
*-His first prank with the newly formed Marauders.
*-The first time he met Lily. Her red hair shining and green eyes gleaming.
*-Saving Lily from Snape.
*-The wondrous way he felt the first time he could truly help his friend in his Anigmagus transformation.
*-His first REAL kiss.
*-Proposing to Lily and her accepting.
*-Their wedding day.
*-The day they found out about Harry.
*-The day Harry arrived.
*-Finally Lily's face flashed before his eyes. He had a good life, but now it was gone. Voldemort had finally defeated him. NO Voldemort would only defeat him in destroying his spirit and his spirit lived inside his son. Like the last line of the Anigmagus poem spoke;
***She will only die,
if you defy,
Her in body, soul and Spirit. ***
He finally understood. And with that he saw a light come down for him.
Lily heard her husband's body fall to the floor dead. A cruel laughter followed confirming this.
No time for hysteria, she had to save her son. He would be next. She barricaded the nursery door. It would've been pointless fleeing out side. Death eaters would've been waiting.
She tried to quieten Harry's cries, but only succeeded in crying herself.
James was gone.
With a blast of red light, the door burst open, revealing the snake like man behind it. His hideous red eyes gleamed, pleased with himself.
One down one to go. He would perhaps beable to recruit the Mudblood.
That was his mistake.
Like Dumbledore told Lily, Voldemort lacked the power of love and therefore would always under estimate it.
"Stand aside girl." The dark lord spat maliciously at Lily.
"No never." She cried. "Take me not Harry."
Voldemort sent a sharp hex out of his wand at Lily who had been standing in front of Harry's cot protecting him. She screamed but didn't budge.
"I want the boy not you." Voldemort hissed.
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand aside, stand aside you silly girl. stand aside now."
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead." She cried out the words pleading with the fates to protect her son. She had not a thought about her own well being, she wanted to save her son and in an act of selflessness bravery she would. "Please not Harry! Please. have mercy. have mercy." Voldemorts shrill voice was laughing sickly whilst Lily continued to scream at him.
"I've had enough!" He pointed his wand directly at her, she was standing over her child protecting him. Voldemort would not touch him whilst she was alive. "Avada Kedavra!" He bellowed. And Lily too dropped to the floor dead in a flash of green light.
Suddenly Lily saw a light, as she moved slowly closer, she saw that there was a pearly white person waiting for her.
James.
"I waited for you love." He smiled warmly. She held his hand with her own ghostly one and together they stepped into the light.
They arrived at a completely whit setting, in front of the stood a grand golden gate.
"Lily and James Potter." The guardian who sat on a stool holding a long role of parchment, before them greeted. "You did a great deed for your kind. Welcome to heaven."
Lily hesitated.
"My son?" She asked. "Where's my little Harry?"
"Harry Potter?" James agreed.
The guard looked at them with sympathetic eyes. The love of parents. He looked down his list for them.
"He won't join us for a good few years yet. He has to rid the world of evil first. You can watch over him from the dream pool in the west wing of the castle of goodness if you wish. Now enter, the great one is waiting."
James looked from his ghostly self to his matching wife and led her through the golden gates of heaven as husband and wife. They would be together for eternity watching their son.
Meanwhile, Voldemort kicked the body of the red headed woman aside as he raised his wand and pointed it at the small child in front of him.
"Finally the last of the heirs. The last who is prophesised to defeat me. Had I known this would be so easy, I would've arranged a killing spree after wards." He chuckled at his own sadistic words and repeated the unforgivable curse for the third time, the one that had never failed to satisfy him.
"Avada Kedavra!" He yelled grinning. The ray of green light went shooting from his wand hitting the little Boy Square on the forehead. But it didn't kill him, it didn't flash desirably. Instead it absorbed his body. It covered Harry head to toe, then it did something shocking, it rebounded off the black haired boy who looked so much like his father and instead hit the man who had cast it.
The green light flashed throughout the whole house, bringing it down to its knees in ruins.
Voldemort screeched in pain finally getting his some sort of just deserts, as he was stripped from his body. All, which was left, was a spirit barely strong enough to escape before anyone came.
The death eaters had fled, when they saw the house about to tumble.
And in all the wreckage of the house was the small boy. He was wide-awake, his eyes, shaped and coloured like his mothers, sparkling. He had no idea what had just happened. The only trace of a memory he had was a small lightening shaped scar. One, which would distinguish him from "The normal people his age", one which would remind him of his parent's tragic fate and one which would last as long as The evil in the world did.
Harry Potter, soul survivor of that fateful Halloween night, was destined for great things. Things, which not even the most knowledgeable wizard, could predict.
His parents stood over the pool of dreams watching their son, they saw he had survived and rejoiced. They would watch over him forever more.
Hey everyone,
Thank you for all your support in the past 40 odd chapters.
I'm sorry to the people who asked me not to kill Lily and James, but I found that I had to it was part of the story.
I tried to make it the most positive I could and I think I achieved that.
I wanted to make it more dramatic, but that's how it came out in the end.
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Jessie xxx