James could see her red hair was thrashing in the wind as she soared above
the Quidditch pitch with her hand over her hazel eyes which were
desperately seeking the snitch. He admired the way she soared in the sky,
even better than he had. He looked over at Lily who was sitting next to him
in the stands, cheering their daughter on. Their team was winning 300 to
zip and they were definitely going to win the cup.
The announcer's voice rang out announcing that their team had scored again. It was the perfect match. No one was making any flaws in their playing, except for the opposing team obviously. The bludgers were little black smears in the sky, whipping by so fast you could hardly tell they were there. The quaffle was never dropped and never intercepted by the other team. In fact, James never saw the other team grab a hold of it once.
Then it started turning around.
All of a sudden a loud cheer rang out from the opposite end of the field. The opposing team had scored. James looked frantically at the field trying to find where their team's keeper was. Then he saw him, falling from the goal posts towards the ground. James started shouting for someone to catch the falling keeper. The announcer's voice rang again announcing the score to be 300 to 250 in favor of their team. How could the opposing team have gotten so many points in so little time?
The opposing team's chasers were flying down the field tossing the quaffle between them getting ready to score again. James stood up and started screaming for someone to cover the goal. Rose zoomed over to the hoops just in time to stop the quaffle from getting through the hoop. He saw her call for a time out and give out new assignments for her team. She pulled a chaser into the keeper position and also stationed a beater to guard the outside of scoring area.
The game resumed and things were going alright. That is when it happened. Rose paused in the air and waved to James. James waved back. She smiled at him for a split second and James saw the smile fade from her face. He just stared at her, trying to ask what was wrong. Lily started screaming and the crowds stood up, blocking James' view of the field.
He stood up and tried to push the people out of his way, but he kept being pushed down by Hagrid who was telling him, "You don't want to see this Mr. Potter."
James kept trying to ask Lily what was happening, but she wouldn't answer. He asked everyone he could and no one was answering him. James found himself shouting and shouting, telling people to move out of his way.
After about five minutes of struggling and screaming the crowds parted. Fog was now thick in the air and James was running through it like a mad man. He would fall occasionally, but he could see a person standing in front of him. It was Sirius, just laughing at him, laughing and laughing. James shot a spell at him and Sirius yelled, "Come on! Is that the best you've got?"
James hit him again with another spell and Sirius fell backwards with a look of mild shock on his face although the laughter never left his eyes. He fell back through a sheet of thick fog and disappeared. James ran to find his friend and found that he wasn't there. He started calling for him over and over when Remus came into view. James called out for his friend. "SIRIUS! SIRIUS!"
"There is nothing that you can do, James," Remus said calmly.
"I could go find him! I need to find him! He only just disappeared!" James protested.
"It is too late, James," said Remus.
"I can still get him!" said James angrily.
"There is nothing you can do, James, he is gone," said Remus slowly, letting every word sink in.
"He hasn't gone!" James yelled.
"SIRIUS! SIRIUS!" James bellowed into the mist and fog.
"He can't come back because he is dead," said Remus.
"HE IS NOT DEAD!" James yelled. "SIRIUS!"
"He is dead, there is nothing you can do, James." With that being said Remus disappeared into the fog as well.
James began to cry when he saw a limp figure lying on the ground a few yards ahead. 'Rose,' he thought. 'I am too late!'
He started running and fell. James couldn't bring himself back to his feet. He began crawling towards his daughter's body. He saw the ground ahead looking rugged with orange balls of different sized popping up around him. A black cat jumped out in front of him and looked at him innocently before moving on. A bat flew by his head and James took cover behind one of the orange balls which he confirmed to be pumpkins.
He finally reached it and found that it was Lily, not Rose. She was lying on her back with her red hair framing her face. "I tried James, I really tried."
"Tried what?" asked James watching his wife's chest move up and down in irregular rhythms.
"He got Harry," she gasped.
"Who's Harry?" James asked.
"How can you not know?" she gasped.
"Who is he?"
"He's your..." Lily's eyes fluttered shut as she took in her last breath.
"Who! Who is he?" was all James could say as he sat by his lifeless wife's side crying in frustration and anger.
Lily's body faded away into the grass below him, leaving James pulling at the grass, trying to find his beloved wife. He sat there motionless for a moment after he realized he wasn't going to be able to reach her. Rose's image came back to him.
He stood on his feet and fell back to the ground, landing on his back. James was forced to look up into the pink sky that was floating above him. He saw a girl smiling at him on a broom from above, but she wasn't alone. A boy was with her, a boy that James could have sworn was a younger version of himself. Rose smiled and pointed to the boy. James was trying to ask who he was and what he was doing up there with her, he couldn't remember him being on the team.
Rose smiled at him again and the words 'I love you daddy,' met his ears. James smiled and tried to find his voice to reply to his daughter. He opened his mouth and nothing came out but air.
He saw the smile fade from Rose's face and tears begin to pour down her face. James felt her tears hit his face like the falling rain. 'I knew you didn't care daddy! You're never home for me!" she cried.
James tried to respond, but he couldn't. Rose cried harder and the boy with messy black hair and green eyes floated over to her. He looked badly burned on his right shoulder, there was blood staining his robes, and James could have sworn he had seen a lightning bolt shaped scar in the middle of his forehead. The boy comforted Rose until she stopped crying. She looked back down at James with slight anger in her puffy eyes.
Some invisible force pulled James to his feet. He reached out to his daughter who was still in the arms of the boy. She began crying again and said, "I am sorry daddy."
A gust of black air blew in, covering Rose and the boy. James could no longer see either of them through the pitch black air. James heard Rose scream. All he could do now was wait for the fog to clear an hope for the best. Who was he kidding? He knew she was gone. He knew he wouldn't ever be able to tell her that he loved her. He was all alone in the world. His best friend had past into a thick layer of fog and his angel faded into the grass. Now his daughter had to die in the arms of a boy that James didn't know. She should have died in his arms, the arms of her loving father.
He was all alone in the world and found himself wishing that it would all end. The sky was turning orange now, the pink disappearing into the west. The black puff of air began to turn gray and James could make out a limp figure hanging off the side of a broomstick and another figure barely holding on. He prayed with all of his might that his Rose was the figure that was still holding on and the boy had died instead of her.
The limp figure fell from the ground and James closed his eyes as it landed in his arms. He held them closed for a moment, not daring to look at which had fallen from the sky. James knew he had to open his eyes sometime and face reality, no matter how horrible it would be. He opened his eyes and saw a glimpse of red hair before he shut his eyes again and began to scream. James dropped to his knees, still holding his daughter. Now he was all alone, no one was there for him. The world of so many people had abandoned him not caring about what he was going through.
He was afraid to lay Rose onto the ground, fearing that she would fall through like her mother. James felt the air becoming cold around him. He opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. It was now green, the exact shade of green that the little boy's eyes had been, the same shade that Lily's had been as well. A bolt of lightning flashed in the sky and James felt Rose's body disappear in his arms.
James looked around as his tears began to hit the ground. Then he realized that Rose hadn't disappeared from his arms, he had disappeared from her. He was being sucked up to the sky looking down at his daughter who was lying below. James saw her twitch. She was still alive. James began to cry harder. Now she was the one who was alone in the world without anyone to care for her.
He watched as a tall man covered in a black robe walked over to her. He picked her up in his arms and walked away with her. James began to yell at the man, telling him to leave her alone. The man couldn't hear him and kept on walking with the last of the Potters.
Suddenly the invisible force that was holding James in the air broke and he was sent falling to the ground. He could distantly hear someone frantically calling his name. "James! James!"
He wasn't alone, someone was looking for him. Someone cared for him.
"James!"
His eyes snapped open and he saw Lily hovering over him. "Thank goodness you're okay," she gasped.
"What happened?" James asked as he slowly sat up.
"You were yelling, and tossing in your sleep. I was worried about you," said Lily.
James let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness it was just a dream!" he said, breathing hard.
"Yes," said Lily.
"Where is Rose?" he asked fearfully.
"She is sleeping. She was really tired after the broom ride," said Lily.
James sighed in relief again. "Do you think she enjoyed it?" he asked, trying to keep his mind occupied.
Lily nodded. "What were you dreaming about anyway?" she asked.
"Nothing, I'll tell you later," said James.
Lily shook her head. "No James, tell me now," she said firmly.
James sighed and gave in, telling her every little detail. Lily stayed alert and motioned for him to go on when he would get caught up. She listened to the whole dream and found herself worried and confused.
"What do you think it means James?" she asked him.
"That is what I was going to ask you," James replied.
Lily sighed. "I don't know James," she said.
"Maybe it was just a dream," he said.
"Yeah maybe," Lily said worriedly.
"Just some crazy dream, I mean I can explain it. I was dreaming of Quidditch because I took Rose for a broom ride. I dreamed of everyone dying because of my parents. I dreamed of that black smoke because it started raining at the end of the broom ride," said James as if that solved everything.
"What about the boy James?" Lily asked.
James shook his head. "It might have been me when I was younger," he shrugged.
"I thought you said he had green eyes," Lily said.
"I don't know what to think of him then," said James.
"I do," Lily said.
"What?" asked James.
"I- I have seen him too James," Lily said looking down at the bed.
"What?" James asked again.
"I have seen the boy twice in the past year in my dreams. He has messy black hair, glasses framing his green eyes, a lightning bolt scar on his forehead, he was tall and thin... at first I thought he was you too," said Lily.
"How come you haven't mentioned him before?" asked James.
"I didn't think he was important," said Lily.
"Neither did I, but we both saw him," said James as he leaned back into his pillows.
They sat in the dark together as their thoughts ran wild in the silence. Who was the boy? Why did they both see him?
"James?" Lily's voice said after a few minutes.
"What?" James asked, staring up at the ceiling.
"Do you think that that little boy could be..." she stopped.
"Could be what?" James asked.
"Do you think that he could be our..." she stopped again.
"Our what?" James asked.
"Son," Lily finished softly.
James sat for a moment as her words sank in. "What do you mean?"
"Think for a minute James!" Lily said, feeling her eyes filling with tears for some reason she couldn't fathom.
"I am thinking!"
"He had green eyes, I have green eyes," said Lily.
"So does your friend Gloria!"
Lily ignored him. "He had your messy black hair."
"Sirius has messy black hair!"
"Don't you see it James!" Lily cried. "He has both of our features!"
"It doesn't mean that he is out son!" James protested.
"So we both saw him in a coincidence?" Lily said at tears rolled down her cheeks.
James sat in the silence, basking in his thoughts. "I don't know what to think about him right now. How could we see our son before he is born?"
"I don't know James!" Lily cried.
"It was just a dream," James said as he rolled over to go to sleep.
The boy's image floated into his head again. He was smiling, and yet there was sadness in his eyes. James looked into his eyes and saw images flashing in them that he couldn't make out. Most of them were of people. There was a flash of green light and James bolted straight up in bed breathing hard.
He looked over at Lily and found that she was sleeping. James settled back down to sleep, trying to forget the little boy. It was impossible. It was like the boy was trying to tell him something. The boy refused to leave him alone. James kept looking into his eyes and seeing flashes of his memory.
He saw a boy with red hair and freckles and a girl with bushy brown hair. He saw the golden snitch fluttering and a dragon surrounded by eggs. He saw a blood red stone and a man with two faces. He saw a giant snake and a girl lying by a diary in a dark wet place. He saw a broom which he had never seen before. He saw a porky child sneering and throwing a fist into the air. He saw a letters with green writing on them falling from the ceiling. He saw a pair of red slits which resembled eyes. He saw a graveyard and a dead boy. He saw a strange web that was formed by two wands. He saw a castle and a scary looking horse. He saw a mirror and a girl with raven black hair crying and moving closer and closer. He saw a glittering coming from a thousand crystal orbs. He saw a creature wearing a mask drawing in rattling breaths. He saw a hippogriff carrying a man out into the moonlight.
The flash of green light returned and the boy's face was taken by the feeling of anger and sadness. That flash of green light had been important to this boy. James didn't know what it meant, but he knew the boy was deeply troubled by it. His heart went out to the boy who looked all alone. James suddenly hoped that Lily was right. He hoped that this was his child. He hoped that he could restore hope and happiness to the boy. He hoped that this would someday be his son.
A/N- There are many hidden meanings in this chapter. After all that is needed to be posted is posted, I will post those hidden meanings. But before I do that I am going to have a little contest to see who can pick out the most hidden meanings. The winner will get a walk in kind of part in the story, in which they get to pick the name, role, and destiny of their character. More on the contest later. Till the next chapter then!!
The announcer's voice rang out announcing that their team had scored again. It was the perfect match. No one was making any flaws in their playing, except for the opposing team obviously. The bludgers were little black smears in the sky, whipping by so fast you could hardly tell they were there. The quaffle was never dropped and never intercepted by the other team. In fact, James never saw the other team grab a hold of it once.
Then it started turning around.
All of a sudden a loud cheer rang out from the opposite end of the field. The opposing team had scored. James looked frantically at the field trying to find where their team's keeper was. Then he saw him, falling from the goal posts towards the ground. James started shouting for someone to catch the falling keeper. The announcer's voice rang again announcing the score to be 300 to 250 in favor of their team. How could the opposing team have gotten so many points in so little time?
The opposing team's chasers were flying down the field tossing the quaffle between them getting ready to score again. James stood up and started screaming for someone to cover the goal. Rose zoomed over to the hoops just in time to stop the quaffle from getting through the hoop. He saw her call for a time out and give out new assignments for her team. She pulled a chaser into the keeper position and also stationed a beater to guard the outside of scoring area.
The game resumed and things were going alright. That is when it happened. Rose paused in the air and waved to James. James waved back. She smiled at him for a split second and James saw the smile fade from her face. He just stared at her, trying to ask what was wrong. Lily started screaming and the crowds stood up, blocking James' view of the field.
He stood up and tried to push the people out of his way, but he kept being pushed down by Hagrid who was telling him, "You don't want to see this Mr. Potter."
James kept trying to ask Lily what was happening, but she wouldn't answer. He asked everyone he could and no one was answering him. James found himself shouting and shouting, telling people to move out of his way.
After about five minutes of struggling and screaming the crowds parted. Fog was now thick in the air and James was running through it like a mad man. He would fall occasionally, but he could see a person standing in front of him. It was Sirius, just laughing at him, laughing and laughing. James shot a spell at him and Sirius yelled, "Come on! Is that the best you've got?"
James hit him again with another spell and Sirius fell backwards with a look of mild shock on his face although the laughter never left his eyes. He fell back through a sheet of thick fog and disappeared. James ran to find his friend and found that he wasn't there. He started calling for him over and over when Remus came into view. James called out for his friend. "SIRIUS! SIRIUS!"
"There is nothing that you can do, James," Remus said calmly.
"I could go find him! I need to find him! He only just disappeared!" James protested.
"It is too late, James," said Remus.
"I can still get him!" said James angrily.
"There is nothing you can do, James, he is gone," said Remus slowly, letting every word sink in.
"He hasn't gone!" James yelled.
"SIRIUS! SIRIUS!" James bellowed into the mist and fog.
"He can't come back because he is dead," said Remus.
"HE IS NOT DEAD!" James yelled. "SIRIUS!"
"He is dead, there is nothing you can do, James." With that being said Remus disappeared into the fog as well.
James began to cry when he saw a limp figure lying on the ground a few yards ahead. 'Rose,' he thought. 'I am too late!'
He started running and fell. James couldn't bring himself back to his feet. He began crawling towards his daughter's body. He saw the ground ahead looking rugged with orange balls of different sized popping up around him. A black cat jumped out in front of him and looked at him innocently before moving on. A bat flew by his head and James took cover behind one of the orange balls which he confirmed to be pumpkins.
He finally reached it and found that it was Lily, not Rose. She was lying on her back with her red hair framing her face. "I tried James, I really tried."
"Tried what?" asked James watching his wife's chest move up and down in irregular rhythms.
"He got Harry," she gasped.
"Who's Harry?" James asked.
"How can you not know?" she gasped.
"Who is he?"
"He's your..." Lily's eyes fluttered shut as she took in her last breath.
"Who! Who is he?" was all James could say as he sat by his lifeless wife's side crying in frustration and anger.
Lily's body faded away into the grass below him, leaving James pulling at the grass, trying to find his beloved wife. He sat there motionless for a moment after he realized he wasn't going to be able to reach her. Rose's image came back to him.
He stood on his feet and fell back to the ground, landing on his back. James was forced to look up into the pink sky that was floating above him. He saw a girl smiling at him on a broom from above, but she wasn't alone. A boy was with her, a boy that James could have sworn was a younger version of himself. Rose smiled and pointed to the boy. James was trying to ask who he was and what he was doing up there with her, he couldn't remember him being on the team.
Rose smiled at him again and the words 'I love you daddy,' met his ears. James smiled and tried to find his voice to reply to his daughter. He opened his mouth and nothing came out but air.
He saw the smile fade from Rose's face and tears begin to pour down her face. James felt her tears hit his face like the falling rain. 'I knew you didn't care daddy! You're never home for me!" she cried.
James tried to respond, but he couldn't. Rose cried harder and the boy with messy black hair and green eyes floated over to her. He looked badly burned on his right shoulder, there was blood staining his robes, and James could have sworn he had seen a lightning bolt shaped scar in the middle of his forehead. The boy comforted Rose until she stopped crying. She looked back down at James with slight anger in her puffy eyes.
Some invisible force pulled James to his feet. He reached out to his daughter who was still in the arms of the boy. She began crying again and said, "I am sorry daddy."
A gust of black air blew in, covering Rose and the boy. James could no longer see either of them through the pitch black air. James heard Rose scream. All he could do now was wait for the fog to clear an hope for the best. Who was he kidding? He knew she was gone. He knew he wouldn't ever be able to tell her that he loved her. He was all alone in the world. His best friend had past into a thick layer of fog and his angel faded into the grass. Now his daughter had to die in the arms of a boy that James didn't know. She should have died in his arms, the arms of her loving father.
He was all alone in the world and found himself wishing that it would all end. The sky was turning orange now, the pink disappearing into the west. The black puff of air began to turn gray and James could make out a limp figure hanging off the side of a broomstick and another figure barely holding on. He prayed with all of his might that his Rose was the figure that was still holding on and the boy had died instead of her.
The limp figure fell from the ground and James closed his eyes as it landed in his arms. He held them closed for a moment, not daring to look at which had fallen from the sky. James knew he had to open his eyes sometime and face reality, no matter how horrible it would be. He opened his eyes and saw a glimpse of red hair before he shut his eyes again and began to scream. James dropped to his knees, still holding his daughter. Now he was all alone, no one was there for him. The world of so many people had abandoned him not caring about what he was going through.
He was afraid to lay Rose onto the ground, fearing that she would fall through like her mother. James felt the air becoming cold around him. He opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. It was now green, the exact shade of green that the little boy's eyes had been, the same shade that Lily's had been as well. A bolt of lightning flashed in the sky and James felt Rose's body disappear in his arms.
James looked around as his tears began to hit the ground. Then he realized that Rose hadn't disappeared from his arms, he had disappeared from her. He was being sucked up to the sky looking down at his daughter who was lying below. James saw her twitch. She was still alive. James began to cry harder. Now she was the one who was alone in the world without anyone to care for her.
He watched as a tall man covered in a black robe walked over to her. He picked her up in his arms and walked away with her. James began to yell at the man, telling him to leave her alone. The man couldn't hear him and kept on walking with the last of the Potters.
Suddenly the invisible force that was holding James in the air broke and he was sent falling to the ground. He could distantly hear someone frantically calling his name. "James! James!"
He wasn't alone, someone was looking for him. Someone cared for him.
"James!"
His eyes snapped open and he saw Lily hovering over him. "Thank goodness you're okay," she gasped.
"What happened?" James asked as he slowly sat up.
"You were yelling, and tossing in your sleep. I was worried about you," said Lily.
James let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness it was just a dream!" he said, breathing hard.
"Yes," said Lily.
"Where is Rose?" he asked fearfully.
"She is sleeping. She was really tired after the broom ride," said Lily.
James sighed in relief again. "Do you think she enjoyed it?" he asked, trying to keep his mind occupied.
Lily nodded. "What were you dreaming about anyway?" she asked.
"Nothing, I'll tell you later," said James.
Lily shook her head. "No James, tell me now," she said firmly.
James sighed and gave in, telling her every little detail. Lily stayed alert and motioned for him to go on when he would get caught up. She listened to the whole dream and found herself worried and confused.
"What do you think it means James?" she asked him.
"That is what I was going to ask you," James replied.
Lily sighed. "I don't know James," she said.
"Maybe it was just a dream," he said.
"Yeah maybe," Lily said worriedly.
"Just some crazy dream, I mean I can explain it. I was dreaming of Quidditch because I took Rose for a broom ride. I dreamed of everyone dying because of my parents. I dreamed of that black smoke because it started raining at the end of the broom ride," said James as if that solved everything.
"What about the boy James?" Lily asked.
James shook his head. "It might have been me when I was younger," he shrugged.
"I thought you said he had green eyes," Lily said.
"I don't know what to think of him then," said James.
"I do," Lily said.
"What?" asked James.
"I- I have seen him too James," Lily said looking down at the bed.
"What?" James asked again.
"I have seen the boy twice in the past year in my dreams. He has messy black hair, glasses framing his green eyes, a lightning bolt scar on his forehead, he was tall and thin... at first I thought he was you too," said Lily.
"How come you haven't mentioned him before?" asked James.
"I didn't think he was important," said Lily.
"Neither did I, but we both saw him," said James as he leaned back into his pillows.
They sat in the dark together as their thoughts ran wild in the silence. Who was the boy? Why did they both see him?
"James?" Lily's voice said after a few minutes.
"What?" James asked, staring up at the ceiling.
"Do you think that that little boy could be..." she stopped.
"Could be what?" James asked.
"Do you think that he could be our..." she stopped again.
"Our what?" James asked.
"Son," Lily finished softly.
James sat for a moment as her words sank in. "What do you mean?"
"Think for a minute James!" Lily said, feeling her eyes filling with tears for some reason she couldn't fathom.
"I am thinking!"
"He had green eyes, I have green eyes," said Lily.
"So does your friend Gloria!"
Lily ignored him. "He had your messy black hair."
"Sirius has messy black hair!"
"Don't you see it James!" Lily cried. "He has both of our features!"
"It doesn't mean that he is out son!" James protested.
"So we both saw him in a coincidence?" Lily said at tears rolled down her cheeks.
James sat in the silence, basking in his thoughts. "I don't know what to think about him right now. How could we see our son before he is born?"
"I don't know James!" Lily cried.
"It was just a dream," James said as he rolled over to go to sleep.
The boy's image floated into his head again. He was smiling, and yet there was sadness in his eyes. James looked into his eyes and saw images flashing in them that he couldn't make out. Most of them were of people. There was a flash of green light and James bolted straight up in bed breathing hard.
He looked over at Lily and found that she was sleeping. James settled back down to sleep, trying to forget the little boy. It was impossible. It was like the boy was trying to tell him something. The boy refused to leave him alone. James kept looking into his eyes and seeing flashes of his memory.
He saw a boy with red hair and freckles and a girl with bushy brown hair. He saw the golden snitch fluttering and a dragon surrounded by eggs. He saw a blood red stone and a man with two faces. He saw a giant snake and a girl lying by a diary in a dark wet place. He saw a broom which he had never seen before. He saw a porky child sneering and throwing a fist into the air. He saw a letters with green writing on them falling from the ceiling. He saw a pair of red slits which resembled eyes. He saw a graveyard and a dead boy. He saw a strange web that was formed by two wands. He saw a castle and a scary looking horse. He saw a mirror and a girl with raven black hair crying and moving closer and closer. He saw a glittering coming from a thousand crystal orbs. He saw a creature wearing a mask drawing in rattling breaths. He saw a hippogriff carrying a man out into the moonlight.
The flash of green light returned and the boy's face was taken by the feeling of anger and sadness. That flash of green light had been important to this boy. James didn't know what it meant, but he knew the boy was deeply troubled by it. His heart went out to the boy who looked all alone. James suddenly hoped that Lily was right. He hoped that this was his child. He hoped that he could restore hope and happiness to the boy. He hoped that this would someday be his son.
A/N- There are many hidden meanings in this chapter. After all that is needed to be posted is posted, I will post those hidden meanings. But before I do that I am going to have a little contest to see who can pick out the most hidden meanings. The winner will get a walk in kind of part in the story, in which they get to pick the name, role, and destiny of their character. More on the contest later. Till the next chapter then!!