The night of October 31, 1981
Sirius pulled the blanket close to Olivia's body, somehow his wife was sleeping on the sofa in front of the fireplace again.
"Why do you like sleeping here so much?" Sirius asked, stroking Olivia's red hair.
Until something exploded in the fireplace.
Sirius then picked up Olivia, waking his wife up, then took a few steps back from the fire.
Olivia squeezed Sirius's sleeves, trying to stay calm.
Two figures emerged from it, wounded and bleeding, James Potter struggling to drag Lily Potter's unconscious body away from the fireplace.
"Prongs!" Sirius shouted and approached James.
"Siri..." James said weakly, his vision getting dark, then everything went black.
Altair came downstairs after hearing the commotion, he was writing his to-do-list in his room when his father screamed in panic.
"Mama," Altar called. Olivia turned to approach her eldest son.
"What happened?" asked Altar.
"It's nothing, let's go back to sleep." Olivia held Altair's hand to carry him upstairs and put him to sleep.
"What happened?" Altair thought.
Next morning
Lily opened her eyes, she was in a very unfamiliar room.
The 21-year-old woman looked to the side, where James lay with a bandage wrapped around his stomach and forehead.
"James, James, come on, wake up," Lily shook her husband.
James groaned and opened his eyes, revealing Lily's face.
"Flowers? Are you all right?" James asked getting up from the bed.
"Yeah, my head hurts a little," Lily replied.
The bedroom door opened, a familiar figure entered the room.
"You guys awake? How are you doing? What happened last night? Who attacked you? Where's Harry?" Sirius asked his two best friends a flurry of questions.
"One at a time, Padfoot," said James.
"Sorry," Sirius put two glasses of warm milk on the nightstand and helped James off the bed.
"Harry! Gosh James!" Lily screamed excitedly and struggled to get up from the bed.
"Wait a minute Lily, you're still not recovering, later when it's healed we'll take it, okay?" James calmed Lily down.
Lily sighed and sat back down on the bed.
"Where is this, Sirius?" asked Lily.
"My house," Sirius answered.
"Is it true?" James looked out the window, it was very crowded outside, there were a lot of people walking by and shopping. On the outside it didn't look like England, neither Muggle England or Magic England.
"It doesn't look like England on the outside," said James.
"Because it's not in England," said Sirius.
"Then?" James and Lily asked at the same time.
"France," Sirius answered.
"Eh?"
A few days later.
Lily finally got out of the room, she decided to walk out of the Black Mansion.
There is a flower garden full of lilies of various kinds in the side yard.
"I didn't know Sirius liked something like this," Lily said.
"Flower! Don't go out without me," James approached Lily with a frown.
Lily chuckled and ran a hand through James's crow's hair to calm the man down and not frown anymore.
"Since when did Sirius like flowers?" James asked looking at the lily garden.
"MY DEAR LILY! I FOUND THE RED LILY SEEDS!!!"
Since when did Sirius call Lily dear?
James saw Sirius emerge from the corner and ran towards them with his arms stretched out.
"MY DEAR LILY!!!" Sirius screamed like a madman, as if ignoring James who was standing there.
James looked at Lily interrogating, Lily shook her head frantically, afraid that James would think anything wrong.
Sirius was getting closer, 5 meters, 4 meters, 3 meters, 2 meters, 1 meter, Sirius already wanted to hug Lily, but...
