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Chapter : Halloween Hightail
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When the Potter family learnt the arrival of a new baby, it was met with both happiness and despair. The time was not right, some thought. And quite understandably so. After all both James and Lily were quite significant partakers of the ongoing war. At this time having a child seemed silly.
But the child was to be born. After all, he had chosen to be reborn.
When Harry Potter was born, his entire family was already in hiding. An insane Dark Lord was behind him. But it seemed the entire Britain rejoiced. Thunder cracked, lightning formed pretty designs in the sky, there was no attacks or raids that day, Moody was released from hospital, with his new mad eye.
Harry Potter turned out to be the most inquisitive, curious child his parents and their friends had ever seen. He was at times more mature than his age. When he heard them talk about the Order matters, he listened captivated, and his attention didn't wane.
Some said he was a future Ravenclaw, others said he was just immitating parents. But what no one knew was that, Little Harry had an unnatural intuition. An idea of what could and couldn't happen. Of the good guy and bad guy.
Everyone saw the lack of affection that Harry had for one of his father's friend. Wormtail, or Peter Petrigrew. No matter what he tried, the child always cried if in his hands.
"Sometimes they say that children can understand adults and their intentions better," Lily once said when Sirius and James were with her, discussing the possible traitor.
Both the men turned towards her.
"So..?" James asked.
"James, Harry loved his Moony but he almost hates Peter. He never asks for him."
Sirius shook his head, "He is a child, Lily. We can't find who the turncoat is using a child's likes and dislikes."
Lily frowned, "I just meant that, I don't like your plan. If Peter is the the traitor, then we are making him the secret keeper."
Both the men frowned, finally James said, "Let us keep a plan B, then. Just in case he is the traitor."
"What Plan B?" Lily asked.
"Only we will know that plan, Lils. No one else." James turned to his best friend and brother in everything but blood. "Sorry mate."
Sirius shrugged, "I understand."
And that was that.
Date : 1st Nov 1981
Place : Gordic's Hollow.
It was the day of Halloween and most children were excited for the trick or treat. But not Harry. He was jittery today, uncomfortable. Alert and on gaurd. His parents tried everything they could think of to make him relax, but to no avail. Harry refused to relax. As the evening came, he looked even more worried. James decided to blow him some bubbles. That was his favourite after all. Harry seemed to stare at it in horror, though.
"What is the matter, baby? What's wrong love? Tell Daddy." James asked, quickly scooping him in his arms.
"Daddy! Daddy, the bad guy."
Harry was sobbing in earnest now. Lily quickly came to them.
"The bad guy is no..." James trailed off, as he saw the gate open.
"Lily!" He said firmly, in his best auror voice. "Leave, I'll hold him back."
Lily kissed him and held Harry close. "Anti apparation wards are up, James." She said.
Both of them nodded and then Lily ran to he kitchen.
"Daddy, wand." Harry shouted as James took a step forward.
He jerked and quickly picked up his wand, which he had placed on the sofa, when he picked up Harry.
Lily opened the tunnel that they had made, and climbed in. James, who was a transfiguration champion, transfigured anything and everything he could find to large animals and attacked Voldemort. Then casting a shield charm around him, he too ran towards the tunnel they had made.
He knew, Voldemort was just behind him, could feel the spells flying past him, as he barely managed to dodge. But one struck too close to the tunnel and he heard Harry scream, "Daddy!"
People often romantise mother's love. But father also loves his children just as much. And James was an excellent father. His child's scream enraged him so much, that he did something he would otherwise never have done. Crouching beside the cupboard next to the tunnel, he closed and warded his house. No one could leave now. Not any other way, except the one beside him. And then he unleased fiendfire.
Voldemort started back in horror, for he had clearly not expected an Order member to use, what was essentially a dark art. But then, Voldemort had never understood the power of love.
James dashed into the tunnel. He turned to find Lily and Harry in the direct line.
"I thought, I said.."
"Harry wouldn't leave!" Lily said firmly as they tried to trap Voldemort inside.
Lily strengthened the anti apparition wards and anti portkey wards, while James tried to close the mouth of the tunnel. He just had enough time to pull Lily aside, when a killing curse struck when she was standing.
"Mummy!" Harry cried. Then he turned to the moth of the tunnel. James held him firmly. "Leave, Harry." He said firmly.
"No. Bad man!" He scolded, Voldemort. "Don't come here."
And a jet of red light left his hand, struck to top of the tunnel's mouth and the rock closed its mouth.
"Accidental magic!" Lily gasped.
But they had no time, so James scooped Harry up in his arms and all three of them ran. It was an elaborate labyrinth of tunnels that they had created. Tunnels that all ended in dead ends. All but one. This was their backup plan.
And so they came back to the surface of the Earth, near a park. From there, James quickly apparated them to Sirius's home and pounded on his door.
"James! What happened?" Sirius asked as he opened it.
"Found the traitor. It's Peter!"
The traitor is discovered. What will happen to him now?Is Voldemort really dead? Or did he escape the fiendfire?
Next week :• James and Sirius bromance. Some flashbacks and story time.
If next weeks post is not exactly as said above, dont blame me, please. I haven't finished writing and thus it is subjcted to changes.Comments and constructive criticism are welcome.Love,
Anika.
