Not long after I got married I found out I was pregnant. It was going to be a boy, we would name him Harry James Potter. Harry was born on July 31. We instantly loved him so much.When Harry was about 3 months old a dark wizard started to gain power. His name was Lord Voldemort. And because he gained power, James, Harry, and I had to go into hiding. Sirius was our secret keeper.
One night after I just finished tucking Harry into his crib, the front door slammed open. I quickly grabbed Harry and ran to the back door. But I was to slow. Voldemort had stopped me. He tried to grab Harry from me but I refused to let him. James and I stood in Voldemorts way. Voldemort took out his wand and pointed it at us, then he threated to kill us if we didn't move.
Then Voldemort did some spell, and the next thing I knew Harry was on the floor. Voldemort was standing over him with his wand in Harry's face. James jumped in the way of the wand just as Voldemort tried to kill Harry and got killed. I was suddenly having flash-backs of all the times James and I had together the good and the bad. I was scared. My love had just been murdered in front of me. I grabbed Harry and sat there crying with James' head on my lap and Harry in my arms. I couldn't see. I was so scared I was crying. Then without knowing what I was doing I started to scream for mercy. "Kill me instead. Don't kill Harry, NO not Harry he's just a baby Kill me instead just leave harry alone." But no mater how much I screamed Voldemort just stood there with his wand in my face, He would just laugh. He had such an evil laugh, a laugh that made you feel like the world was coming to an end.
Then he said, "AVADA KEDVRA!!" I was dead. Voldemort then stepped over James and my dead bodies. He Pointed his wand at Harry and laughed. "AVADA KEDVRA!" Voldemort then yelled pointing his wand at Harry. Then his eyes grew big as he was shot with a spell. His spell. His spell had backfired. It shot him instead, but it didnt kill him. It destoryed him of his powers and made him very weak. Voldemort had to run. He had to hide.Once he was gone Harry had to go live with my horrible muggle sister and her family.
