Whipped By Mrs. Lily Potter
By: neen
Author's note: The third volume of the 'W series' (Ways to Ask Out Miss Lily Evans and Winning Miss Lily Evans Over) is here!…what do you think?
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If you have not read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans and Winning Miss Lily Evans Over, please do so, because I will refer to some of the events that happened in there in this sequel! Once again, this is the THIRD VOLUME! Please go read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans and Winning Miss Lily Evans Over if you have not already!
Chapter Five: The Ending
A year quickly passed that filled the Potter household with great joy and good news. Harry was growing and had gotten to be a rosy-cheeked, adorable baby with a shock of messy black hair and bright emerald eyes. He could now say short, but clear sentences.
James was working hard at being an Auror and participating in the Order for Dumbledore. He had quickly been promoted twice, and was now Head of the Auror Department. A large feat for his rather young age.
Though Lily had been a prominent Auror as well, she had dropped her job after Harry was born. She insisted on staying home and taking care of her dear baby boy.
And James didn't resist. After all, he was happily whipped and very in love.
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Lily was chuckling to herself as she slowly rocked the baby carriage that Harry was peacefully sleeping in.
With a grin, James burst into the room. "I'm home! How is my favorite girl and our little Harry doing?"
James leaned over and poked Harry's cheek, beaming brightly. "He's getting more like me every day, isn't he?"
Lily laughed. "Not a good thing, but yes, I suppose so."
"Aww, Lils!"
"I'm kidding."
"By the way, Sirius sent me an owl. He's coming over for dinner later than he expected. He went to take a look at some flying motorcycle." James shook his head, grinning all the same. "He's always wanted to ride in style."
Lily smiled. "What time is he coming?"
"Around eight-thirty or so."
"Mm, that's fine. I can just heat up something then," Lily said, thinking to herself.
"Are you tired?" James asked, walking over and placing his hands on Lily's shoulders. "I'll give you a massage."
Lily smiled. "You know, you've changed so much since our Hogwarts years."
James looked alarmed. "I should hope so. I was such an arrogant prick back then. I don't blame you for nearly murdering me. I would have too."
Lily's smile widened. "Actually, I thought you were kind of cute then. I mean, you are too now, but the things you did—it was adorable."
James raised an eyebrow. "What? I thought you said that you thought I was disgusting or something. I know you said that you wouldn't go out with me even if it was a choice between me or the Giant Squid."
Lily laughed audibly. "I know. I was in denial. I think you had me when you serenaded that absolutely horrid song for me."
"Then? You made me go through tons of things before you and I got together. You should have said something," James said, looking partially annoyed, but oddly happy.
"It was fun," Lily said easily, shrugging with grace.
"I love you," James said suddenly, enveloping her. He tilted her head gently and eased in for a kiss. Then…
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH." A baby's voice pierced the air.
James and Lily broke apart. "Little tyke," James said irritably, but nonetheless, he went to see what was wrong with Harry. He attempted to smooth down Harry's hair, but it was unruly and disobedient.
"Is my hair like that too?" James asked, looking pained as he tried hard to flatten Harry's hair.
Lily nodded, shaking with laughter. "I'm afraid so."
"Bloody Merlin," James grumbled under his breath. Lily shot him a reproving look to which James gave her a cheeky smile.
Harry was still crying very loudly.
"Let me see him," Lily said, standing up and walking over. She pulled him out of the carriage and rocked him back and forth. "This always work."
However, Harry's cries did not cease. In fact, they grew even louder.
Suddenly, there was an explosion that could be heard even above Harry's wailing. James started, and a look of panic overtook him.
"Lily, don't do anything. I'm going downstairs to check it out," James said very carefully and ran out the room, whipping out his wand very quickly as he did so.
Placing Harry back into his carriage, Lily too, grabbed her wand out, and fled downstairs after James. She halted three steps before James, as he had stopped.
James did not need go any further. The front door banged open. Two shadows emerged, one distinctively taller than the other.
Blood-red eyes stared out from under the taller hood. Gliding inside, the stranger took off its hood and pointed his wand at James.
Voldemort.
"Lily, take Harry and run!" James said, his voice rising to a frenzy. In the time he had taken to warn Lily with, he had lost his chance to duel with Voldemort.
"AVADA KEDAVRA," the chilling voice cursed, and a flash of light hit James. He stumbled and fell.
Lily screamed. Turning her heels, she fled up the stairs as fast as she could. She slammed the door of Harry's bedroom shut and locked it with magic. There's no use. He can get through anything.
Mere seconds later, the door opened with ease. "Stand away, Mudblood, there's no need to kill you."
Lily's anger rushed to her head. "I'm not letting you get Harry!"
"Stand aside, you stupid girl. You don't need to die," Voldemort said, looking annoyed at this blockage.
"I'm not letting you take him," Lily screamed and blocked her arms around the carriage. She quickly muttered a charm under her breath.
She did not have time to defend herself.
"You leave me with no choice," Voldemort said, and with a bored swish of his wand, Lily fell to the ground, her wand rolling out of her hand and hitting the edge of the wall.
"You have done well, Wormtail. You will be rewarded, of course," Voldemort said, with a sneer on his face as he advanced towards Harry.
"Thank you, my Lord. I will always be your most faithful," Peter said, murmuring as he bent his head down.
There was an odd pink aura surrounding Harry, but Voldemort did not care. "Such stupid charms. It does not matter. I will be invincible after this."
He smiled maliciously, his eyes becoming mere slits as he raised his wand for the third time.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" A blast of light exploded, but miraculously, the baby boy just cried.
"My lord! My lord, where are you?" A panic stricken voice demanded of the air, looking horrified.
No one answered except for the pitiful crying of baby Harry.
There was a deafening roar in the air, and Wormtail quickly burst out the door.
"Oy, Wormtail! Prongs in there?" A hearty voice grinned as he settled down onto the ground with his new flying motorcycle.
Peter Pettigrew flustered a great deal. "Er, yeah, just inside. Well, see you."
Sirius was humming lightly as he entered the house. The door was sitting on its hinges. Puzzled, he looked at it and then went inside.
It was oddly dark and quiet.
He stepped in cautiously, thoughts running through his head madly.
"Prongs? Lily?" His voice seemed to echo around the room ominously.
His heart dropped as he saw the lifeless body of his best friend. James.
Crying in rage, he rushed out, quickly Apparating after Peter. "Traitor!"
Sirius finally managed to corner him in a dark alleyway. He did not care there were at least a dozen muggles around. All he wanted was to seek revenge.
"You've been doing your dear master's bidding, haven't you? Got a load of gold and power now, don't you?" Sirius asked, shaking his wand dangerously. He had placed an Anti-Disapparation jinx on Wormtail. "James and Lily trusted you. I was stupid—so stupid to change the Secret-Keeper at the last minute. I'm bloody stupid! WE TRUSTED YOU, PETTIGREW!"
"Padfo—"
"Don't call me that, traitor," Sirius snapped viciously at him.
"Sirius, you know I didn't mean to. The Dark Lord is powerful—he extends far! I am weak," Peter sobbed out pitifully. "Don't kill me, please! We go so far back…"
"Enough of this sniveling," Sirius snarled menacingly and stabbed his wand at Wormtail's heart. "AVADA KED—"
But Peter had already gone, transforming into a rat, he ran down a sewage pipe, and didn't forget to cut off one of his finger before he left.
Sirius was overcome with a fit of laughter. He laughed, much to the muggles' alarm and surprise. He was done. James and Lily were done. All done in by someone so insignificant as a rat. Perhaps they ought to have treated him better.
But it was over…There was nothing else he could do.
And the rest is history.
Author's Note:
That was incredibly sad. After writing it, it somehow made their deaths seem more real, more vivid.
Sigh. Another close on a story. Thank you for staying with me.
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