Child of Battle
A/n:
As some of you might have noticed, I like to write many varieties of stories.
I have no idea if this type has been done before, but it popped into my head after a night of no sleep. Yeah! This is what no sleep accomplishes!
Please tell me if I should continue.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Life for a Life
"Now! Put her over there! Out of the way! We can't let her get hit!" Harry cried orders while at the same time desperately fighting off death eaters pressing in upon him. He was so scared for his wife. He had known that it had been a bad idea to have her here, but where else could she be? Headquarters was too far and by the time they had noticed her labor, it was already in progress.
Hogwarts was no longer safe now that Voldemort had been in power for so long. There was no safe place, accept for close to him. He had to protect her, and his child.
"Potter!" a harsh voice called from where his wife lay in agony and fright.
"I can't come! It's…"
"Potter, she can't hold on much longer!"
At that, he fought in Ernest. He had to get to his wife, and his child. 'Of all the lousy…'
"Potter," hissed a greasy voice. Harry knew that voice. Good old slippery Lucious Malfoy.
"No!" Cried Harry, ramming his elbow into the man's nose. Dimly, he was glad to hear the crack of said nose breaking and Malfoy's cry of pain as he fell back.
He could hear the cries of his beloved Anna joining in with all the other cries, but he could pick hers out easily.
Desperately, he kicked a death eater out of the way, but failed to see a curse coming behind him. Pain jolted him in the back, and he saw the ground rush toward his face. 'No, I will not black out! Nonononononononono!'
He heaved himself up onto all fours and finally made it to his sweet Anna. He could see the waxyness of his wife's skin, the strain on her face that even now was beautiful.
"Come on Anna! One more time! You can do it…"
"Potter! Over her, now!" Harry threw himself over the lower half of Anna as she cried out with the pain of giving birth. Looking down, he was just in time to see a tiny head of black hair emerge. Harry remained over Anna as Madam Pomfrey worked under him.
He could hear the cries of his allies protecting his wife as she gave birth. He could see Madam Pomfrey quickly extract the tiny thing, his child from his wife. Harry had no time to look though as he felt a hurried tap on his shoulder.
"Harry… she's…she… Anna… can't, isn't…" Harry turned to look up at his wife's face, expecting to see her soft brown eyes watching him tiredly. Even in the midst of battle he expected her to live… but no. Her eyes were closed and no breath came from her slack mouth.
"Aaaaaaaaarararararararggggggggggahhhhhhh!" Harry gave such an angry howl that both enemies and allies alike stopped their fighting to stare.
"I, will, kill, you, Tom! I swear, I will! You have killed my wife, and for that I will have your life! You…"
"Stupefy!" Harry fell back, caught in the arms of Severus Snape.
"Molly, take them back to headquarters. They're retreating now. I think Potter gave them a fright. It would not surprise me if the dark lord heard him."
"Severus, this is no laughing matter!" Screeched Molly.
"I am entirely serious. That scream of his had magic, promise in it. The dark lord will die, by his hand."
"We knew that Sev…"
Take them! We have no time for this talk!" he snapped, taking the bundle from Pomfrey and gently laying it in her arms... Without so much as a sound, the two of them disappeared with Harry and his child. Severus went about the sad task of going over the casualties.
Anna had been a good woman. It was sad that she had to give birth on a battle field. There had been no other alternative however. The headquarters had been too far away to move her by the time they had seen her in labor.
Only five years ago, he had truly gotten to know Pot… Harry. Anna had been with Harry through three of those years. He had met her at Hogwarts in his last year and from what Severus had seen, it was love at first sight.
Shaking his head at the memories, he stood up from his crouched position over Anna Benson Potter. It was a shame she was gone, and he hated to see how the boy would handle it, but there was a plus. He knew the baby would live. Anna had used up her magic to save it even with the curse that had been put upon her. 'A life for a life.' Now he needed to return to Headquarters with the dreaded list of losses. 'Sometimes I hate my job, but sometimes I feel I am making a worthwhile difference.'