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Chapter 2
The spell – Part2
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Right now my problem was the no of options available for me where limited. The stupefy conversion was too powerful; the person hit by it goes into coma. The duplication conversion creates too many copies and none of the copies could cast magic. It was frustrating.
Jan 1980
It has been 1 year since I started on my spell, I was close. I am feeling a sense of doom. I am still not sure if my spell would work as I predicted or how many times it would work or if I can cast it on someone else. I don't know the answers.
Sep 1980
I still don't have the answers. But my sense of doom has increased exponentially. I have always trusted my gut feeling. Dumbledore talked about going under fidelus. I don't feel good about James's choice of secret keeper. Double gambits (Author's Notes 2) generally tend to bite me in ass. I don't believe that petty, jealous weak Pettigrew is the right person for the job. Sirius might not be level headed but he is loyal. I am not too sure if Pettigrew will not betray us. But my objections fell on deaf ears.
I started working on my plan. I had a workable spell. I know I will not die but I don't know what will happen. I cast the spell on all three of us, though James had no idea. He is over confident in his abilities. He would have considered this an insult to his abilities. Though I don't like him as a husband, I think he can be a good father to Harry. I just have to be satisfied with it.
Oct 1980
I started using a time turner which I got from my friend who is an unspeakable. I am working on improving my spell. I am also working on improving the duration for which one can go back in time. I had little progress. The spell had come to a stand still and the power needed to improve the time turner was enormous. So I could do nothing but wait for a brainstorm to strike me.
31 Oct 1980
Its Halloween, Magic is at its peak. It is said that magic bestows gifts on those it deems worthy on this day. I send a small prayer for magic to look over my boy. I hope some one is listening to my prayer.
I hear a crash and James shouting for me to take Harry and run. It seems the wrong person had heard my prayer. The floo was not working and apparition and portkey wards had been erected. I was struck. I saw Voldemort enter the room. I begged him to spare us or at the least spare Harry. But that was not his plan.
He fired the AK at me. It seems my spell worked I was alive but unable to move. It was as if he had fired a sure strong Petrificus totalus spell. I was helpless as he fired at Harry. The strangest thing happened. The spell hit Harry and split into two parts. The larger portion bound back at Voldemort. As the smaller potion hit Harry, I began to fear the worst. Then I heard Voldemort scream and saw him vaporize or at least I thought so. A second later Harry began to glow; I saw a small stream of magic coming from Harry hit me. I don't know what happened next as I lost consciousness.
Author's Notes:
1. Lily is 20 when she dies
2. Gambit: A maneuver, stratagem, or ploy, especially one used at an initial stage.
Double gambits: gambits that take the form of an unsound gambit followed by a justifiable perhaps sounder second gambit.