Disclaimer: Really really not mine. All JK Rowling and Joss Whedon's.
Setting: Straight after Order of the Phoenix and starts at the Buffy episode 'No Place Like Home'-when Buffy finds out that Dawn's the key and Joyce is ill.
Pairings: Really not sure yet.
Summary: One is special, Two are chosen but 3 are destiny.
Sixteen years ago Lord Voldemort killed James Potter, only James Potter. Is it time Lily returned to the wizarding world?
Thanks to Sam 453 for all the help with this-but I swear it was still my idea but she helped loads. Hope it turns out like it did in our heads!
Thank you thank you thank you for my reviews! Glad u liked it but more reviews are always welcome and greatly appreciated. Sorry it's taken me a little while to get this up it's kinda long and I was kinda busy what with our team getting through to the finals of the national schools lacrosse tournament and all (sorry couldn't resist a brag I'm very excited about it!)
Becks89: Wahoo you liked it! I luv ur stories so update quickly! Hope this makes it a little clearer how things will fit in place (although not too clear 'cos that'd ruin the fun)
Chapter 1-Those who lived
Sixteen years ago, England
It was a halloween night and yet the village of Godric's Hollow was deathly silent. There were, it seemed, only three people awake and they sat conversing in terse voices in a house on the edge of the village. Sirius Black was one, a handsome man with long hair dark enough to match his name and a kind smile that showed itself as he looked at the sleeping child curled up by his side. She was tiny, seemingly doll-like although her sleeping state belied an exceptionally bubbly disposition. Her blonde head lolled against Sirius' shoulder as her parents watched from the sofa opposite. James Potter sat with his arm against his wife. They shared the same worried expression although Lily's grew softer as she gazed adoringly at her daughter. James used his free hand to rumple his already untidy black hair saying,
"It's so frustrating not knowing. Normally I'd say lets just get on and fight but he's so powerful that's not really a choice."
"James" Lily said in a soothing voice "You know this is what we have to do. Dumbledore arranged it and you know that it's for Harry's sake. If the prophecy is right then we have to do anything possible to keep Harry from him, even if it means hiding. Right Sirius?"
Sirius nodded. "I hate it too Prongs, the Order misses you in the field but if Dumbledore backs it he's got to have reason and Lily's right. You've got to keep my godson safe now, and Hope."
A flicker crossed Lily's face and she spoke tentatively. "Hope's nothing to do with all this. I hate that she's being dragged into it. Couldn't we send her somewhere, somewhere safe?"
Sirius laughed hollowly. "Lily if there was such a place don't you think we'd all be there."
"I mean," Lily's voice grew even quieter. "Like maybe my sister's?"
"And have her raised as a muggle! Lily no child of ours will do any such thing!" James exploded.
"Do what daddy?" Hope asked sleepily.
"Nothing darling" Lily said kindly but firmly. "Why don't you go up to bed?"
"Want to stay with Sirius."
"Honey you really should go to bed." Hope frowned and gripped Sirius' arm hard enough to make him wince.
"Looks like she's staying then" James said with a proud grin at Hope's cheekiness. Sirius smiled but said,
"She might be but I'm not. I'm off to check on Wormtail. See you tomorrow Prongs. Lily."
"Bye Padfoot."
Sirius stood up to leave but Hope was still clinging tightly to him. "I want to go with Sirius." She whined and Lily protested but Sirius' face lit up.
"Sure you do. You want to ride on uncle Padfoot's motor bike?" he said smiling but James frowned at his best friend and Sirius added quickly "But it's late and you should go to bed."
"No" Hope yelled. "I want to come."
"Shush honey you'll wake Harry." Sure enough the sound of a baby crying could be heard from upstairs. "I'd better go check on him" Lily left the room holding Hope by the hand and Sirius turned to James.
Have you told her?" he asked and James shook his head.
"She's not going to like it at all, she's been funny around him for ages now."
"Really? I remember she was always a hell of a lot nicer to him than we were. She always used to have a go at us when we played those tricks or when he did badly at something she always wanted us to help him more."
"I know but she hasn't been like that since before Hope was born. I didn't notice it until we made him drink that potion last year, you know the one that turned him into a worm for real. Lily came in while he was still on the floor but didn't bat an eye-lash. It's a bit weird."
"What's a bit weird?" Lily asked from the doorway. She was holding a young baby and Hope was following behind now dressed in pyjamas adorned with teddy bears.
"Nothing Lils. I'll just see Sirius out." James said mentally kicking himself for being unable to come up with an answer. James followed Sirius to the door and watched him walk to his massive motorbike parked just outside. When the motorbike rose smoothly into the air James closed the door and turned to face his family. He picked up Hope and sat next to Lily who was cradling Harry.
"Why's Sirius checking on Peter tonight?" Lily asked abruptly and James winced, he'd been hoping to avoid that particular question.
"Because he's secret keeper."
"Yes I know Sirius is but shouldn't he be hiding rather than flying around on that bike. He's not exactly inconspicuous on it is he."
No Lils Sirius isn't secret keeper. It's wormtail." Lily's face paled and she opened her mouth but was unable to make a sound. "It's Ok Lils Sirius reckons they'd never think to try Wormtail, I mean he's not exactly the greatest of wizards is he?"
"So if Sirius says so it has to be right does it. James it can't be Peter. He he just can't be."
"Why not? What's the matter?"
At that instant there was an almighty crash and the front door fell inwards. Several figures in black cloaks and masks burst into the house followed by a tall, skeletal man with a pale face out of which scarlet slits of eyes glowed.
"Lily it's him" James yelled. "Take Harry and go. I'll hold him off." Lily ran to the stairs as James pulled his wand from his back pocket and began shooting spells at the intruders. It was strange but all her mind could do was think about Alastor's warning to James never to keep his wand in his back pocket, thank g-d James never listened to him. "Lily go. Take Harry and go." She looked back at Hope who was cowering behind James but was unable to do anything except follow his instructions. She ran up to her room and locked the door. She laid Harry on the bed and went to open the window. As she got there a flash of green light illuminated the house and there was a brief scream cut off abruptly. Lily fell to the floor gasping but didn't have time to recover from the shock. The figure of Lord Voldemort stood infront of her a cold smile at the corners of his thin lips. Lily reached for Harry whose crying was adding to the medley of noises and her fingers grazed his blanket. As Voldemort raised his wand Lily's arms enfolded her baby and she kissed him softly on the forehead.
"Stand aside you silly girl"
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry" lily cried in near hysteria.
"Stand aside you silly girl…stand aside, now…"
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead" Lord Voldemort laughed, as if she could replace her son, still it wasn't as if he was above killing her as well… "Not Harry! Please have mercy…have mercy…"
"Avada Kedavra" Lord Voldemort cried in a cruel voice, one that bore more resemblance to a snake's hiss than a human sound and for the second time that night a flash of green lit the house. Three figures went flying, Lily was thrown against a dresser and fell to the floor, Harry's tiny frame landed back on the bed where he began crying even more fiercely as blood flowed freely from a gash on his forehead. Lord Voldemort however seemed to disintegrate as he flew backwards towards the door so that a wisp of smoke escaped but there was no one to notice.
Downstairs the masked intruders spread out. A few lay motionless on the floor but one short one headed towards an upturned armchair. Just as he reached it Hope, who had been hiding underneath it, jumped up and pushed the chair into the man's path. She ran to the stairs and started hammering on her parents' bedroom door but no one opened it. Hope could hear Harry crying inside but couldn't do anything to get to him. Behind her the short death eater climbed the stairs his wand outstretched. Hope heard him coming and turned around her back pressed against the door, heart hammering.
"Alohomora" he said and the door swung open so that Hope fell backwards into the bedroom. She scrambled to her feet and hurried over to Lily. The death eater followed her in, shutting the door behing him, wand still outstretched. He removed his mask reveal;ing a pale face with watery blue eyes and rodent like features. He walked over to Lily and Hope and to the young girl's amazement checked her mother's breathing and pulse. Hope looked at the face now revealed and her eyes widened.
"Peter? Why are you dressed like that? Like the nasty men downstairs?" Pettigrew didn't answer Hope. He raised his wand and as a third flash of light shone he shouted
"Obliviate."
A huge crack sounded and the floor shifted. Hope was thrown on top of Lily and groggily opened her eyes as plaster crumbled around them. Quickly Pettigrew placed a small vial between Lily and Hope's hands, pressing them together so that the glass broke and the liquid spilled down their wrists. Finally Pettigrew handed Hope a stuffed pig, still in silence, ignoring Harry's wimpering. He took Lily's hand, held it to his lips for a moment and placed it under Hope's, touching the pig. For a second he stood there looking at mother and daughter, Hope was still in a state of semi-conciousness after the first spell and Lily lay unconscious. Then suddenly he was left in the quaking room with only Harry.
The floor trembled violently as Pettigrew headed towards Harry. Large chunks of plaster fell and he gave up instead disapparating with a crack. He reappeared downstairs amongst the upturned furniture and the few bodies that lay unmoving on the floor. Dust was rising from the piles of rubble and continued to drift around the room as Wormtail pulled out his wand once more.
"Transformus" he muttered pointing it at one of the death eater's bodies and the black-cloaked figure morphed into an exact likeness of Lily Potter. Fully aware of what he was doing Wormtail made to perform the spell on a second body but once again a shuddering of the building forced him to disapparate. A split second later one side of the house subsided with a great crash. As the neighbours began emerging from their houses Wormtail watched from behind the large oak tree where Sirius' motorbike had been parked earlier that evening. The other death eaters had vanished and as far as he could see so had Lord Voldemort but Wormtail knew it would be barely any time before wizards showed up at the scene. For now there were only muggles there treading carefully over the rubble. An elderly man in stripy pyjamas was calling out loudly,
"James? Lily?" there was obviously no answer but the man kept trying. "Harry? Hope?"
Wormtail breathed in sharply, flustered and without thinking clearly swung his wand out in front of him bellowing "Obsoletatus." The power of the spell surprised Pettigrew and he sank to his knees gasping. It was only a moment or two later when an enormous man Pettigrew recognised as Hagrid turned up and he knew that his second plan would have to be put into action. Wormtail strode off melting almost into the shadows but he was not agile enough to fully disappear. There was a grip of pure evil round his heart as he allowed hatred for one particular man to well up inside him.
Hagrid looked mournfully at the ruined house in front of him and joined the muggles searching the rubble. He found Harry and wrapped him carefully inside his large overcoat. Hagrid looked up to the sky as a roaring sounded but relaxed when he saw Sirius on his motorbike. Sirius landed in front of the house and walked over to Hagrid. His face was pale, made to seem even more so by the black locks framing it, and hagrid could see that Sirius' legs were shaking.
"Did he? What happened? Where's James?" Sirius sputtered and Hagrid looked at the young man with deep pity.
"Sorry Sirius mate."
"No no it can't be. James? What about Lily? And Harry and…what about Harry?"
"I've got him here Sirius."
"Give him to me Hagrid. I'll take care of him."
"Can't Sirius. Dumbledore's orders, harry's goin' to the Dursleys."
"The muggles? No way Hagrid. Harry's a wizard, I mean he's Lily and James' son for crying out loud."
"I know mate I know but I've got no choice."
"But I'm his godfather" Sirius concluded weakly.
"I'm sorry mate but there's nothing' yeh can do now, go an' get some rest it's all a bit much. " Hagrid said looking kindly at the distraught man. "Is there someone to be with yeh? Maybe yeh should tell pettigrew."
Sirius looked at Hagrid with a sudden steely glint in his eyes and muttered the name "Pettigrew." then he continued. "take my bike hagrid. It'll be quickest to get Harry there."
"But its yehs"
"I wont need it any more Hagrid. Just keep Harry safe for me."
"Will do mate. What are yeh goin' the do now then?"
"I'm going to find Pettigrew."
Readers you know what happened that night in England. The night the Dark Lord was vanquished saw also the downfall of an innocent man and the escape of a traitor. Sirius' laughter echoed on the air as ministry wizards dragged him towards twelve years of hell. Across the pond however those twelve years would bear many surprises, the first of which was underway.
Sixteen years ago. LA
Joyce Summers woke up to sunlight streaming through the windows. She was warm and comfortable sandwiched between her husband and her daughter. Buffy rolled over and Joyce realised they were holding hands. She pulled her hand away from her daughter's tiny one and winced as she saw shards of glass in her palm. Joyce sat up sharply and looked at Buffy's palm which was also covered in small cuts. What surprised Joyce more however was the pink cuddly pig Buffy was holding for she was sure she had never seen it before. Careful not to wake Hank or Buffy Joyce got up and went to the bathroom to clean her hand. In the mirror was a red haired woman with stunningly green eyes. Joyce turned around to look behind her but there was no one there. When she looked back in the mirror hers was the only face she could see looking back at her with a rather confused expression.
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