~Devastating Flashbacks~

Harry's POV

There was a nearly blinding flash of blue light and suddenly I was thrown harshly to the ground. I stood up and brushed myself off, taking in my surroundings. I was standing in a dimly lit kitchen, suddenly I could hear voices and noticed that I was not alone. I turned towards the door; my young parents were whispering as my father held infant me on his shoulder.

"Lily, please! Do as I say! Take Harry upstairs and hide. Don't make sound, do you understand me?"

"But James-"

"Lily, do as I say! Quickly! I'll stay here and try to hold him off!"

"Oh do be careful James..."

"NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I found myself suddenly yelling out to them, my parents! I knew they were going to die, and that's when I also realized they couldn't hear me. I saw my dad hand me to my mum and she ran upstairs. "DAD!" I yelled. He didn't even turn in my direction, I would get to see their murder first hand and there was nothing I could do about it.

Suddenly dad turned the lights off and a green glow shone through the crack in our kitchen door, my dad just stood there. Even in the dark I could see that he was a bundle of nerves. The door swung open and a man in a long black cloak appeared-his face was that of Tom Riddle but much older.

"Out of my way Potter!"

"Never!"

Suddenly dad began to run up the stairs, but it was too late. "AVADA KEDAVRA! Voldemort brandished his wand, in a flash of green light my father fell with a thud on the staircase. "NOOOO JAMES!" I heard mum scream from upstairs. Never in my life had I hated Voldemort more, seeing it first hand was infuriating, I wanted to rip Pettigrew to pieces. Mum was pregnant with a second child, if it weren't for all this, I could have had a sibling...instead I got Dudley.

Voldemort kicked my father's lifeless body to the side and raced up to my nursery. As did I. Voldemort kicked open the door to reveal my mother holding me tightly against her chest. "Mamma loves you Harry, Harry be safe, be strong..."

"Out of the way mudblood and I'll spare your life!"

"No! Please!" She placed me back in my crib.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Green light shot from his wand and hit my mother full force, she screamed a blood curdling scream and fell to the floor. "MUM! YOU BASTARD!" I shouted, but it was no use. I was experiencing a mere flashback. I slowly approached my crib to look at the screaming infant that was myself as a baby. "It's okay baby Harry-me-I'm gonna fix this, I'll get mum and dad back," I promised my infant self. Suddenly, everything went black.

Susan's POV

In a nearly blinding flash of orange light I was thrown into an old shed. I saw my grandparents, my Uncle Edgar and Aunt Rosalie, and my cousins-oh my poor, innocent, little cousins, all huddled together in a dark corner. None of them I'd gotten to know very well, as I was just one years old when they were brutally murdered.

"Are you sure we are safe here Edgar?"

"Yes of course, it's a remote farm...they couldn't find us out here? Could they?"

"Mummy, we're scared!"

"Shhh, everything will be alright Timothy."

My eyes swelled with tears, little Timmy, just a year older than I at the time. I faintly remembered playing with my cousins before they were murdered, if alive today, we could have all gone to Hogwarts together-probably continued the long line of Hufflepuffs.

I knew this must be a flashback because none of them noticed me, there was nothing I could do, I was about to see how they had been murdered.

"Daddy, are the bad guys going to hurt us?"

"Shh Eleonore, we have to be very quiet."

Grandma hugged my twin cousins Amanda and Miranda while Uncle Edgar consoled cousin Eleonore. Aunt Rosalie and my grandfather were breathing heavily against the wall of the dark corner, none of the Bones family dared speak louder than a whisper.

"Thank Merlin Amelia and Joseph aren't here!" My grandmother spoke softly. Of course, my dad and mum and I were with Aunt Amelia hiding out in my parents Gringotts vault...oh if only the others had joined us!

Suddenly there was crashing sounds against the barn door. I watched in horror as a group of Death Eaters burst through the feeble doors, Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Edgar huddled together with their young children-my cousins-as my grandparents shook violently. My Grandfather slowly reached for his wand as my Grandmother squeezed his arm.

"Well well well, if it isn't the Bones!" Antonin Dolohov raised his wand as Nelson Goyle stood behind him, Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange along with the Dark Lord himself walked through the doors after them.

"Do them, Dolohov!" The Dark Lord shouted.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Dolohov raised his wand, and in a mere flash of green light...my family died. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to sob until I could no longer, but suddenly I couldn't do either. I was speechless, terrified, devastated. Then everything went black.

Neville's POV

In a nearly blinding flash of red light, I found myself inside the Ministry Auror's Department. I could see my mother and father, as they used to be-perfectly healthy and sane, tied to chairs. A group of Death Eaters stood before them; Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange along with Barty Crouch Junior.

"We'll never tell! Never! My father was shouting angrily, I'd heard from Gran that he was a brave man in his youth. Now I was seeing it first hand. The group of Death Eaters cackled maliciously.

"Ooh we're so scared of Aurors. Frank and Alice Longbottom-either give it up willingly or we'll have to torture you!" Bellatrix screeched, pulling out her wand. My parents didn't move, didn't say a word.

"NO" my mother yelled. Bellatrix cackled and looked at her husband. "CRUCIO!" I watched in utter agony as my parents struggled and fought but could not escape the Cruciatus-that was why the spider in Moody (Barty Jr)'s class bothered me so much last year, and that was why he showed it to me. Bastard.

"CRUCIO!" "CRUCIO!"

"No! Please!"

"CRUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCIOOOO!"

I could see the sanity leave their faces, the Death Eaters had gone mad, and slowly my parents were losing themselves to the curse. I knew this must be a flashback and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

After a few more "Crucios" my parents had completely lost it, and the Death Eaters laughed madly. Suddenly a group of Aurors led by the real Alastor Mad Eye Moody burst in and arrested them. Good. However, my poor parents were rushed off to St Mungos...forever.

"On the charges of the torture of Auror Frank Longbottom and his wife, to Azkaban with them!" Moody turned to Kingsley Shacklebolt as the group of Death Eaters were handcuffed, still laughing.

"And the boy? Neville...a mere infant?" Shacklebolt spoke softly.

"He'll be left in the care of Frank's mother Augusta Longbottom, she's currently babysitting him," Moody replied as they watched my parents being taken from the room in straight jackets by the Healers.

Suddenly, everything went black.

Weasley's POV

Ron, Ginny, and their elder twin brothers hit the floor hard after a nearly blinding flash of purple light. They were in a bedroom with beige walls littered with Quidditch posters and pictures from the original Order. "Wicked! They liked the Chudley Cannons too!" exclaimed Ron.

"Ron! That isn't important!" Ginny snapped. Fred and George explored around the room curiously "Time travel is wicked!" they said in unison. Suddenly they heard rushed footsteps coming upstairs and hushed, scared voices.

Two young men, Fabian and Gideon Prewett, burst into their bedroom and slammed the door. "Shut up Gideon!"

"I know, Malfoy is downstairs Fabian!"

Ron's face reddened in rage "Okay, when we get back...I'm murdering Malfoy!"

"Shut it Ron, look this is some sort of flashback! They don't even know we're here!" Ginny snapped.

Fred and George went over to their late uncles "Hey!" Fred poked Fabian in the chest. When Fabian nor Gideon gave no sign of reception, they all concluded to believe Ginny's theory that it was a flashback.

More hurried footsteps rushed upstairs and Ginny started breathing heavily, Ron backed against the opposite wall, Fred and George just stared at the door-eyes wide and mouths agape.

"Shit"

Lucius Malfoy kicked their door open. "Well if it isn't Fabian and Gideon Prewett, brothers of Molly who married into that disgrace to wizardkind Weasley family."

"Step off you prat! I'm warning you!" Gideon stepped forward and Fabian raised his wand.

Lucius laughed and raised his own emerald serpent headed walking stick, at the end was his actual wand. He poked Gideon in the chest "One last chance Prewett" he sneered.

"Never!" Fabian and Gideon roared together.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Lucius shouted, and just like that...the Weasley siblings realized the truth of their uncles demises. Lucius rushed from the room and out of the house, out of sight, as quickly as possible.

"That's disgusting," Ginny whispered, ready to cry, staring at their deceased uncles that they never got to know.

"Bastard," Ron muttered.

"As wicked as it was to come here, it's saddening...Mum said we were named for them," the twins said in unison.

Instinctively all the Weasleys held hands and closed their eyes, the scene faded to blackness.

Harry's POV (again)

Even though I'd barely known my parents, I couldn't help but let myself be enveloped in sadness. Suddenly I found myself in the living room that looked unfamiliar to me, that's when I spotted Sirius-younger-comforting a young lady on the sofa.

"Oh Sirius! They're gone! All of them!"

"I know Marlene, it's alright sweetheart. I can't believe that bastard Pettigrew...I beat him up and left him in the streets. This can't go on."

"My entire family!" The young blonde lady was sobbing into my Godfather's shoulder. Suddenly I realized what I was seeing, I faintly remembered Sirius telling me about his old girlfriend Marlene McKinnon, where had the name sounded familar? Then it hit me, the McKinnons were one of many families murdered during the first wizarding war, Hagrid had told me when I was eleven at the Leaky Cauldron.

"Your entire family, and our best friends in the world James and Lily. Oh poor baby Harry. I hope I can take him in."

Marlene McKinnon stroked Sirius's long black curls, I noticed they both shared the same blue eyes-both looked extremely sad. "Oh, just a sweet little infant."

I was so angry I could spit, but didn't want to do it in the McKinnon's living room. If Sirius hadn't been taken to Azkaban, I could have been raised by him instead of the Dursleys!

Suddenly the front door burst open, startling both Sirius and Marlene. A group of Death Eaters led by Lord Voldemort himself stood in the middle of the room.

"Finally we've tracked the last of the McKinnons!" Voldemort roared.

Sirius stood up "NO! WHAT ARE YOU-?"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort pointed his wand at Marlene, and in a flash of green light, her lifeless body fell off the sofa onto the floor. As quickly as they'd come, they left. Sirius fell to the floor, sobbing. I'd never seen my Godfather so sad.

"Marlene! Oh Please wake up! Sweetheart wake up!" Sirius sobbed, stroking her blonde waves. Marlene did not stir, she was gone forever, Sirius refused to believe it as he shook her violently-screaming and crying.

I wanted to run to Sirius, hug him, comfort and console him, if I could have saved Marlene McKinnon I would have in a heart beat. But it was just a flashback. I no longer wanted to be The Boy Who Lived, this particular scene motivated me more than ever to follow through with Ron's idea. Where were the others anyway?

Suddenly the doors bust open again, Moody and Shacklebolt stood in the doorway. "Step aside Black, you're under arrest." Shacklebolt spoke calmly.

Sirius looked at them in complete and utter shock. "You think I murdered the McKinnons? No! Never! Marlene I loved her more than anything in the world!" he sobbed. Mad Eye shook his head "Voldemort murdered your girlfriend, you're under arrest for the murder of Peter Pettigrew."

I found myself just standing there, unable to do anything. I felt awful for my poor Godfather, he lost Marlene on the same night of his arrest. "WHAT?!" Sirius roared, outraged. "All we found of Pettigrew was his finger!" Moody said.

"I didn't murder Pettigrew! He sold James and Lily Potter to Voldemort!" Sirius cried in rage. "Ask Remus! Remus Lupin! He'll tell you!" The Aurors refused to listen, too much evidence pointed to him as the one who took out Pettigrew. Only I knew that Pettigrew was alive...as the pet rat of Percy Weasley.

I wanted to tell Moody and Shacklebolt this, but again, it was a flashback. And they wouldn't believe me even if it wasn't. Sirius pleaded and cried but to no avail, he was handcuffed and dragged out the front door by Moody. "Secure the McKinnon home for evidence," Moody instructed as he left with Sirius, Shacklebolt stayed behind and examined the McKinnon's living room.

I wondered where the others had ended up, and once again, everything faded into utter blackness.