Chapter 32

Lullaby

One by one, the death eaters fell. They had tried guarding the steel door but failed dismally as the two Potter's fought them off.Lily and James Potter fought their way through three of the most powerful and faithful death eaters. They now stood at the door. Lily's hands were trembling as she thought of what could be behind it.

"Lily, it's okay. Just open the door," James urged her on. Lily nodded and twisted the knob. The door opened and they gasped.

"Oh dear Merlin."

Harry could hear Voldemorts cackling laugh. It was agitating to hear him filled with happiness over his pain. With the last strength Harry had in him, he opened his eyes. He ignored the searing pain in his stomach and remarkably stood up.

Voldemort hadn't even noticed. He smiled down at the portkey he was creating.

Harry looked around for his wand and saw it lying half-way across the room. He bit back a cry of pain as he took another step forward. He'd have to use all of his energy for this spell.

Using his powers, Harry created a ball of energy in his hands. He had learned this spell during his training with Professor Hund who possessed the same ability as himself.

The ball was a deep mix of blue and red. It was swirling in Harry's hand and he could feel blood flowing out of his mouth. He looked up from the energy ball and saw Voldemort looking at him amazed. The spell in which he and the defense professor had been working on for more than month, was complex and took blood and energy. It was old magic used by the light called "Sangre Amor Vita." As droplets of blood fell onto the ball, it absorbed it, growing larger and larger.

Harry smiled devilishly and he muttered words to activate the spell. He heard the steel door open to his left but he kept going, not bothering to look.

"Have a nice day Tom," was the only thing Harry said before the energy ball flew from his hands and hit Voldemort squarely in his chest.

He flew backwards and hit the brick wall behind him. Immediately, he pulled his hands to his ears and let out a piercing scream that stopped all the fighting. He continued to scream as pools of blood littered the floor.

Voldemort looked up and his beady eyes met Harry's face.

"Damn you," he said before apparating out of the place. Suddenly, popping sounds went through the rooms in Voldemorts headquarters.

Harry was breathing heavier as he wobbled in his spot. He could feel himself begin to fall and his eyes rolled back into his head. he hit the ground and knew no more.

In an odd stage of conciousness, Harry could feel himself before pulled into someone's lap. They began to rock back and forth slowly. He felt twinges of pain as the person did so but he could feel the tears fall onto his face and chest.

He could hear the mumbling of jumbled words. He was falling again. But this time it was to somewhere peaceful; somewhere he could feel happy and fulfilled.

And so he took a deep breathe and felt no more pain.

James and Lily watched in pride as their son took on He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, You-Know-Who, Lord Voldemort, Tom Riddle.

In his hands was a glowing ball of red and blue. He was conceiving it with his mind and when Harry looked up his eyes were flaring at the man across from of him.

As Voldemort hit the brick wall behind him and as he began screaming, Lily and James knew that they had won this battle.

He disappeared suddenly and Lily turned to see her son falling to the ground.

"NO!" she screamed running to Harry who was bleeding on the ground. She fell to her knees in front of him and wasn't quite sure where to put her arms. His body was frail and seemed like it was going to break by her touch.

She carefully pulled him up into her lap and hugged Harry to her chest. Her red hair fell down onto him and she let her tears fall.

His chest was rising and falling but just barely. James stood where he was, just looking at the two most important people in his life. Sirius walked up slowly trying to keep his composure. After all, Sirius Black didn't cry. Remus came up on the other side of James. He was pale and injured but from the looks of it, James was much worse off.

James slowly walked up to his wife and son and fell to his knees. He just looked at Harry's still figure and he could see Lily's shoulder's bobbing up and down from her sobs.

Lily felt eyes upon her and her son and she looked around. Order members, injured and healthy, were filing into the room shocked and pale at the sight before them. Lily ignored the stares and looked at her son once again.

Her tears were falling onto his face and chest and she wiped them off.

Lily sniffed and remembered the songs she used to sing to him as a young baby:

Hello there, how was your day?
Sorry that I was away.
Hello there how is the weather?
Sorry I'm not there to play...
I'm trying just to make it better for you
I know it's harder to understand

I'm always gonna love you
I promise you, I promise
I'm always thinking of you
I promise, I promise you

Hello there, why are you crying?
I know you're trying your best.
To be good now for your mother
Hold her and tell her and you're gonna be OK.
I never meant to make you feel so bad.
Hope someday you'll understand.

She softly sang to him and rocked back and forth.

"My baby boy, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you better. Please don't leave me," she whispered frantically. She looked back down at him and saw his chest fall one last time and stop.

"Harry? Oh no, Harry?" she said calling his name. When he didn't answer, she began to shake from head to toe.

"NO! HARRY!" she screamed looking at him.

Lily found herself losing her composure. She kept thinking she was too late, Harry was dead. She had failed him and James.

Through her anguish and despair, Lily let out a scream that echoed her pain and sorrow through out the room.

Harry Potter was dead and all was lost.

Harry fell onto the grassy ground. He felt the dew hit him on the face as he fell and it felt soothing.

He picked up his head and saw hundreds of people. They were all silent and Harry recognized the woman Rose coming forward.

"What are you doing here Harry?" she asked furiously. Her hands were on her hips and she looked somewhat angry.

Harry was taken aback by her reaction but answered, "I- I was fighting Voldemort (there was a collective shutter) and I remember flying and now I'm here."

Rose looked at him sadly and nodded.

"Okay, you need to go back Harry! Now! Before it's too late!" she said pushing him towards the exit from the behind the veil.

"No! Where are my parents?" Harry asked turning around and looking at the woman. He could see her eyes widen.

"What do you mean? Oh Merlin! They didn't tell you!" Rose yelled grabbing her black hair with her hands.

"What? What are you talking about?" Harry said trying to figure out what was going on.

"Harry, your parent's are out there! Go! Now," she said pushing Harry once again.

When Harry came face to face with the veil, Rose turned him around.

"Now a couple of things before you go," she told Harry brushing off his dirty clothes and she smiled at his still shocked face, "normally you will go out of here and it will take you to your body that you left but I want you to just think about where you were so it will be a sure way to get back. Okay?"

Harry nodded and turned around looking at the veil. He took a step and he could hear Rose' echoing in the distance.

"I have faith in you Harry Potter. Make us all proud."