Hey Peoples. I'm trying to get to update every single day I'm on summer vacation, because as much as I hate to admit this, unless one day I get no homework, when skool starts I might not be able to update every day. Maybe every weekend, and I promise I'll try real hard.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and every character in those books are not property of me... but all my unique characters I made up are mine tho, so... well yea their mine. And so is the Plot.
YAY. I'm updating. Enjoy the storee!
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Baby Harry blearily opened both of his eyes slowly, expecting to be in his crib waking up for a bad dream. What he saw and felt, though, brought back all memories.
His face was wet with something red, and he couldn't see from his left eye, wich had a feeling he didn't identify...(pain). Not used to it, he didn't know how to handle it. It was then he noticed that he was in his human form, and he looked around. His house was rubble... there were now no longer two floors of the house, and few things were still standing.
"Mum?" He said. Maybe his mum would wake up this time. He crawled over, not noticing that it hurt to move his limbs over the sharp rubble. "Mum?" he said once again, but his mum remained motionless. Worried, he crawled closer and got a close up of her face--
Lily's once joy-filled eyes were dead-like. They did not hold joy and laughter anymore, but pain... although they still shone with what seemed to be an un-dying love. Lily's cheeks which were once rosy were pale, and freezing to the touch... Harry would never forget this, he knew now. "Mum...". He then noticed a necklace around Lily's neck that had four keys, and one, tiny, rectangle shaped object attached to it also, which looked like a bug-sized book. One key was black, one was white, and the other two were gold. Curious, he held out his arm to grab one... and the whole necklace and keys disappeared, and Harry didn't notice through his distress that they appeared around his neck, keys and all.
A roaring grew loud in the distance, and he saw something red up in the sky. Harry started to cry with joy, fear, and sadness.
Uncle Siri would help him.
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Sirius woke up literally covered in sweat, a sinking feeling in his stomach. Quickly putting on pants and his coat, he ran out to his favourite, red motor bike and quickly mounted. Nothing would be wrong... it was just a false alarm, that was all. Remembering that he knew nothing of where Lily, James, and Harry were because he was not their secret keeper, Sirius decided to go to Godric's Hollow... perhaps they would be there.
Thinking of what to do if they werent there, Sirius' mind was full of worry and dread. Arriving to an empty clearing where Godric's Hollow was supposed to be, he thought out frantically, Godric's Hollow! James, Lily, Harry?
And the scene appeared in front of his eyes. All was rubble, except for the few standing walls and surviving things that were left laying around and out of place.
"James!" He called out frantically, running into the rubble that used to be his best friends house. "Lily!" Finding a hand out of the rubble, more tears began streaming down his handsome face, and, taking off most of the rubble of what he knew was James' body, he almost emptied his stomach with what he saw. James had been smushed under the rubble... blood lay everywhere and his amber eyes were open with shock but also defiance and hope.
Turning his sad, frantic blue eyes from the scene, Sirius left to look for Lily and maybe even Harry... but what he saw only brought him sadness and relief. Harry was alive... but Lily handn't been so lucky.
"Harry..." Sirius said with a feeling that filled his whole body, and he ran to the scene and scooped up a bloody and crying Harry and turned his tiny face away from everything. "Shhhh... it will be ok..." Sirius searched for words that had some kind of truth, but couldn't find any comforting ones. He Ran out of the rubble and sat down under a tree, getting a closer look at his Godson.
"Bloody Hell..." Sirius said, and meant it. A scar shaped as a lightning bolt went from Harry's left forehead all the way down to one inch down from the bottom of his left eye, meanwhile the cut had gone through his left eye also. Trying hard to clean up everything he could, he noticed that, weirdly, Harry's left eye had healed on its own... but the scar remained (A/N: there is a small, slightly reddish scar going through his eye too. Also, his scar doesn't appear in his natural form, just like his Pentagram doesn't appear in his human form. Harry can see through both eyes perfectly, and does not need glasses).
Finished with cleaning up all the blood, the lightning bolt scar already closed over, Sirius quickly changed his Godsons clothes and diaper with his wand (instantly) and looked his Godson over.
"God I love you," Sirius said, giving Harry a soft embrace, then tried to wipe the tears from both their eyes.
"Mum..." Harry pointed in the direction he knew his house was in. "Dada.." All he could remember now was his loving mother, always smiling... and his father too, who would always take him onto his broomstick while his mother wasn't looking. Now all he saw was Uncle Siri, which wasn't so bad, but...
More tears streamed down Sirius' face, and he picked up Harry and brought him over to his motor bike, prepared to go to Dumbledore, when he saw a familiar big figure coming near him.
"Why, 'ello Sirius," said Hagrid, "I'm 'ere' ta pick up lil' 'arry."
Sirius looked down at his Godson and sighed. "I don't know, Hagrid..."
"Dumbledores orders, Sirius," Hagrid said, looking down sadly at Harry.
Sirius looked nervously at Hagrid. "Ok... but... take my bike. You'll need it more than I do." And Harry was handed over, carefully, to Hagrid. Not being able to bear his sadness any longer, Sirius started walking away.
"Thank'ya" Hagrid said, making Sirius look back over his shoulder, and watch Hagrid fly away.
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"PETER!" Sirius yelled, not caring who heard.
"H-h-hi, Sirius..."
"YOU LITTLE...HOW COULD YOU BETRAY THEM? THEY WERE ME BEST FRIENDS... YOU...YOU...YOU BETRAYED LILY! JAMES! HARRY!"
"YOU BETRAYED THEM! HOW COULD YOU, SIRIUS? TH-THEY WERE GREAT PEOPLE!" Peter then continued, taking out his wand and a knife. Sirius' eyes widened in disbelief, and he reached into his pocket for his wand, and held it defensively in front of him.
Peter then shouted something Sirius didn't recognize, and Sirius had just gotten to say a shielding spell when there was a humongous explosion... but Sirius could just get to see, through all the smoke, Peter cut his finger off, turn into a rat, and disappear into a sewer.
Sirius was at a loss for words. Even when the Aurors came, and took him, he let them take him freely... laughing and crying the whole way. Damn Peter to Hell.
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Draco and I had been separated. We met up only a couple of times a month, but those times were the happiest times. Draco stayed with his parents, and I stayed in a room in his Manor, far, far away from his own room. The House Elves took care of me mostly, but later I was given my own Nanny. Her name was Lina, and she was pretty nice. She knew a lot of things, but I knew she was going to leave as soon as I was old enough to learn. Maybe sooner.
Draco's dad had been different, lately. His voice was slurred and he wasn't thinking straight, most likely. Things had taken an odd turn, and I hadn't seen my father, which I thought was connected to most of all this. Somehow.
(A/N: Draco is oldest. Then it's Harry, and then Kiara. They are all very smart, but smartness is compared mostly to age difference, in this story. I can't tell you a lot that's going happen though, you just have to keep on reading and reviewing... should I stop the chapter here? Hmmmm... nah. Just let me go get a popsicle. Okay, mom said no to eating a popsicle. Darn. On with the storee).
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After flying a little while with the big man named Hagrid, Harry got bored, and it was then that he noticed the keys hanging around his neck. Weirdly, the thought that they hadn't fully disappeared comforted him. Trying to open the tiny rectangular book, he got frustrated when it didn't open. But soon he got tired, and thought of opening it later. Darkness called.
Strangely, he had a dream of that tall, bearded man named Dumbledore he never liked, and a cat that turned into a stern looking woman. He was passed onto the bearded man, an envelope of sorts was put into the blanket he was wrapped in, and he was put on a doorstep. It was unusually dark outside, but with enhanced vision, he could see perfectly. If there were street lamps... why wasn't the light on?
Soon, though, all three adults left, right after the bearded man turned all the lights back on, and the dream faded.
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Petunia Dursley was an abnormally NORMAL person, with a normal husband, and a normal (:coughcough:) son. They lived in a normal neighbourhood and had normal jobs. Her son went to a normal school and had normal friends, and all the people in the neighbourhood were normal also.
Petunia Dursley had woken up at the same normal time every day, but once every normal week, which was today, she would go out at a normal time and get the normal milk which was normally sitting on her normal doorstep.
Only how little she knew. Today was not a normal day, and the next one after that wouldn't be a normal day either, nor the one after that or the one after that. No, in fact, this was the day where all the normal days in her life would become abnormal, and so would all the normal days in every normal persons life that lived in her normal house. It all started when normal Petunia Dursley opener the normal door of her normal house and reached down to get the normal milk bottles when she saw something abnormal, and she let out a very normal shriek of hatred and badness.
Little Harry Potter, or Dante Corvus Evans Potter, as he would find out in a couple of years, had very good hearing ears, as he wasn't exactly human. That is why he immediately woke up with a jolt when he heard a very horse-like woman shriek, and run back into the house, slamming the door behind her.
This is the day where little Harry Potter met the Dursleys.
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Well, thats all, folks... not forever, just for today. My sis is... waiting for the computer once again, so I'm sorry if you wanted this story to be longer and didn't get that wish. I made it as long as I could. Really.
I hope you liked it! Please review, though. I would be thankful if you did!
Also, another thanks to:
Blue Werewolf Boy: Thank you and no, actually, Harry, Draco and Kiara are all going to be really good friends, if that answers your question (I hope it did). Thank you for reviewing once again!
Sarah R Potter: Thank you! Here's the update!
-RedVenom