Chapter 33, The End….
It was Halloween. Harry's first Halloween, and Lily had dressed him up like a pumkin. James wanted to turn him into a zombie, but gound the pumkin just as loveable.
"A- Wee!" James tossed Harry in the air, and cought him again. As James was pressing his nose against Harry's little baby one, Lily came trough the door dressed as a cat and James was dressed as a mummy.
"James, don't throw Harry…. Do you want him to hit the celing just like you did to Topanga?"
"Oh, right..."
"Anyway, let's head out now, before it gets too late and Harry falls asleep,"Lily picked Harry up from James arms.
"Yeah, then get back for a little loving?" James wiggled he eyebrows.
"James," Lily teased, "Not in front of the baby!"
"What he doesn't know anything…" James kissed her neck.
"Pa- foo!" Harry yelled!
"Bess you," James told his son.
"Pa-foo!"
"I think he's trying to say Padfoot, James," Lily opened the door, only to be greeted by an Aladin, and Rin as Jasmine. Peter followed in as Abu, Aldin's pet monkey, and Remus was Jenie.
"Wow! Did you guys plan or what?" James wistled.
"Rin chose it, and if I do say so I don't make that bad of an Allidin. Do I?" Sirius announced spinning.
"Not at all! Remus! You're the perfect Jenie! And look at Peter!" Lily exclaimed. "Oh Harry, don't pull on Peter's tail!" Lily laughed, as Harry giggled every time he dropped his tail.
"I got the most candy!" Sirius exclaimed, emptying his bag fll of candy onto the table.
"No way mate! I did!" James dumped his on the other side.
"Definaitly me! Remus dumped his n the floor, almost covering it.
"Shit! Look at Harry's?" Sirius said in awe.
"How did he get so much? James, I think you've got competiton!"
"My own son beat me? But that's not supposed to happen until I'm an old and wrinkly man!" James excamed.
"Well when he's got two really good looking girls giving him all thir candy, you definatly know that he's beaten you," Peter added promptly, muching on his candy.
Two hours later, everyone who was not a residence of the Potter household, went to their own homes.
It was 10 and Lily and James were seated by the fireplace, Harry in between them, asleep.
There was a knock at the door. James got up to see who it was. Lily looked alarmed. She had a bad feeling about this.
Just as James hand reahed the knob, the door flew open and cold, red, glaring eyes stared at them through the darkness.
"Lily! Run! Take Harry and Run! I'll hold him off!" James yelled putting his wand at the ready.
Lily grabbed the sleeping form of Harry, who woke instantly, and ran up to the nerusery, hugging him as tight to her body as she could. She tucked him into his cradle, and told him everything was going to be all right.
A dull thudding sound could be hear, Lily's only thought was James, dead, on the floor. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Lily! Your time has come!" He was opening doors as he walked silently through each room, searching for a huddled Lily. "Prepare to see what death is…" his taunting voice made Lily's blood boil with haterid. First he got Scarle so long ago, then her parents and Topanga. Now he had gotten James. She was all alone.
"Harry, I want you to remember that mummy and daddy love you very very much!" Lily bent over the cradle, tucking away a piece of messy hair from blocking his face.
The door swung open, "Now is the end! Hand me the boy!"
"No! Not Harry! Please! Take me instead!" Lily pleaded.
"Move away you silly little girl!" Voldemort hissed.
"No! Please! Take me! Not Harry!" Lily continued.
"Fine, one more life taken won't be much. Advada Kedavra!"
A dull thud sounded. And crying could be heard.
"Now! This is the end. Just like your older sister. Advada Kedavra!"
Something happened. Harry's head had began to come apart, as if it were trying to physically cut his soul apart from his physical form.
Voldemort, however, was facing a whole problem of his own. His body had turned to dust, just like the rest of the house, but his should had turned to mist. In pain he fled from the house, and was never seen again.
In the once beautiful house tat belonged to the Potters, lay a tiny baby boy. Crying, wanting his mummy and daddy to pick him up and hug him. He didn't realize that he had become the most famous wizard in the entire world nor did he care. He just wanted to see his mummy and daddy's face smile at him again.
The world as everyone had known it changed that Halloween night.
THE END
