Chapter 18: Voldemort Attacks
Dumbledore looked at them all gravely. "I am amazed that you even got out of their Lily," he looked at Ron and Sirius, "and you two shouldn't have gone after her," his gaze swivelled to James and Harry, "neither should you have done. It was rather foolish of you. That was exactly what Voldemort wanted!"
James shuffled his feet. "We just didn't think."
Dumbledore looked at them all in the eye. "I must say this: you were lucky to escape with your lives. You were lucky that Voldemort didn't chose to appear, but then, he may not have known what was going on. But I do fear…"
Harry's eyes shined. "What do you fear?"
The old man got up from his chair and walked round the desk. "I fear Voldemort will come to the school. His aim is not to kill you Harry, but to kill your parents. Kill Lily and James before they had you. He will stop at nothing to do so. If only we could find a way to get all of you back to the right time…"
"If our actions have proved ill, then we'll do anything to make it right," James said.
"The best you can do James is to remain in the Room of Requirement, and no using the Polyjuice Potion to disguise yourself. I have made sure there is none of that Potion in Severus' Dungeon. Don't even think about looking for it, either of you."
"We promise." James replied.
"I know I shouldn't trust you, bearing in mind you broke it last time, I'm going to have to trust you. Whatever happens, do not, I repeat, do not come out of the Room of Requirement. It could very well mean your death."
"You will keep your promise won't you?" Lily urged James as they walked silently through the Castle corridors towards the Room of Requirement.
James laid a hand on her shoulder. "Look, Lily, I only broke my last promise because I didn't want to lose you. I love you so much. I know it was a rather stupid thing to do but…I just couldn't imagine life without you. When I see Harry, I know that we are meant to be together…to die together. We are not meant to die now, and we won't."
Lily eyed him suspiciously. "How do you know?"
"Because if we were meant to die at seventeen we would have. In order for us to be here in this time, we have to survive this, so that this future can happen! Do you get what I'm saying?"
"Not really," Lily shook her head apologetically, "I'm just not with it James. My mind is focused on what Voldemort showed me."
"Our deaths?"
Lily nodded. "It was horrible. He made me watch him kill you. You duelled him though and nearly withstood him, but the killing curse got past your shields. You couldn't manoeuvre that well where you were fighting."
"What about you?" James asked softly.
"I died in front of our son. I died protecting him. My love gave Harry the chance to live."
James put his arms around her, pulling Lily close. "Come on, Lils. If we remember this when we go back, then perhaps there is a chance of us changing the future."
"I hope there is." Lily murmured into James' shoulder.
It begin in the middle of the night.
The students were swiftly woken by teachers telling them to come to the Great Hall. There Professor Dumbledore had set up a shield that would help protect the students from any harm. As long as Dumbledore could keep the shield up, no student would suffer an injury.
Dumbledore realised the only way to win was to allow Voldemort a false sense and so by allowing him easy access to Hogwarts, he was falling for the headmaster's trap. The students were panicking.
Harry, Ron and Hermione sat huddled together, with Ginny and Neville at their sides. All around them students were muttering, fearing the end.
BOOM!
The Great Doors slammed open. The Professors raised their wands ready for battle. Smoke poured through the doors and then in walked Voldemort himself. He was grinning evilly, and his red eyes glowed. He raised his wand.
"Where are they?" he asked, his tone implying impatience.
Dumbledore stepped forward, calm as anything. "What do you mean…Tom?"
Voldemort snarled but chose not to comment on the name. "The Time-Travellers."
"Time-travellers? I see no travellers here."
"You know what I mean. Where is James and Lily Potter?"
"You killed them on 31st October 1981."
"I brought them twenty years into the future. I know they are here! Where are they?"
Dumbledore smiled. "They are not here, Tom."
Before Voldemort could answer, three masked Death Eaters walked into the hall, holding two struggling figures in their midst. The hall gasped, but Dumbledore's eyes were smiling.
The three Death Eaters held James and Lily who were struggling but had masks of fury on their faces.
Harry breathed: "No."
Everyone was looking at Harry and then back at James.
Voldemort gloated. "You see, Dumbledore, you can't hide things from me. Not anymore." He raised his wand at Lily.
Harry stood up from where he sat rushing forward; Hermione grabbed him, stopping him.
As Voldemort was about to do the curse, his eyes widened as he watched as James and Lily transformed. They had used Polyjuice Potion. It was really Fred and George Weasley.
But then where were James and Lily?
Voldemort rounded on Dumbledore. "Where are they?"
"Right behind you." Came James Potter's voice.
He, Lily, Sirius, Remus and Peter stood high up in the hall, on a balcony. They had their wands raised.
"Games up." James declared and then he jumped down, the others following him.
TBCAnother cliffy. Thank you for all the reviews so far! Part Two of this chapter will be coming soon!