Frost purred contentedly as Lily stroked her, whilst she was resting on her comfortable cushion. Several moons had passed since she had been rescued by the no-claws who, she had begun to know as Lily and James. She wanted to move on from her old life and turn over a fresh leaf. Her life with the Potters had been a welcome change from moving constantly and being hungry,cold and tired all the time. Though, she would never stop missing her mother or brother. Frost's initial distrust of no-claws had made her feel slightly hostile towards them for her first few days. Though, after a while of living with the Potter's, Frost warmed up to them. Frost had finally learned the names of their friends; Sirius,Remus and Peter. She had grown to like Remus and Sirius, but very much distrusted Peter. There were also other members who visted, though Frost did not know them very always referred to him as Ratface, and that was probably never going to was very twitchy and furtive and Frost could smell his fear which crackled like electricity.

Her nightmares about Hawk and her mother had become less frequent. And that was helping her sleep much better.

As much as he loved the Potters and their friends, beside Ratface, they were the strangest no-claws Frost had ever encountered. For one, they waved sticks and chanted things, which seemed to make strange things happen. Such as causing things to lift off the ground. Or to make dirt dissappear. Or to do a number of things.

Frost had most certainly never seen a no-claw able to do those sort of things before.

She had also noticed lately that Lily's belly seemed to be very plump.

Had she been eating too much? Her mate seemed to be fonder of her more than ever, and gently rubbed her belly very proudly. Why did he seem so proud of her newly found plumpness?

So much has changed.

Altough some things stayed the same. Frost had still not developed a taste for the kittypet food which looked like rabbit droppings. She always looked forward to being given a fish which had become a treat. This didn't stop Frost, however, from hunting the occasional mouse. She had soon learned that Lily and James did not appreciate her bringing her catch to them. She had been showing off her hunting skills,but soon she learned to eat the mouse and dump the remains outside.

Frost heard a knock on the door and Sirius,Remus and Ratface entered.

They have been visiting us more often since she had put on weight.

Some changes were for the worse. Frost didn't understand why but suddenly the house was always locked and she could never go outside. She was extremely frustrated, as cosy as the Potter's house was, nothing could replace freshair and being outdoors. But she especially missed gossiping with Percy and Poppy, two kittypets who lived across the street. She still remembered their first meeting.

"Never seen you 'round here darlin'" mewed a black tom.

"You must be new. What's your name?" mewed a white she cat.

"I'm Frost.I used to hunt and live for myself. But now I live with my family and I am happy." said Frost.

" So this sweet 'eart is a wild cat!" mewed the black tom looking impressed. "I'm Percy and this is Poppy.''

The two cats introduced Frost to a whole bunch of cats, who she had forgotten the names of half of them. She decided to stick with these two.

"Can your no-claws make things move around the room with sticks in their paws?" she asked them curiously. She had always wondered if her no-claws were just stranger than your average no-claw or if this was normal.

"Ya mean housefolk, don't ya?" asked Percy.

"If that's what you kittypets call no-claws" shrugged Frost.

"Ya wild cats have some cloudcoocoo strange names for thin's. We're housecats." said Percy.

"I never thought I would meet a genuine wild cat before. My ma always spoke to me 'bout 'em. Said they ate other cats bones and were quite vicious. Ya don't seem anythin' like that Frost. Well now I can tell everyone it's a load o' to me housefolk can't do anythin' o' the sort. Never heard of anythin' like that"

"I guess your housefolk are just stranger than normal" said Poppy dismissively.

Frost was curled up on her mat and listened to their conversation as they spoke in serious tones. Frost caught words here and there, though it was in no-claw language so she had no understanding of what they meant.

"Did you hear the Death eaters murdered seven muggles in one go, on Primrose street?" said James.

"Now killing muggles has just become a sport for them. I mean, who's going to stop them? The ministry of Magic has lost control and can do stuff all" said Remus gravely.

"Terrible" muttered Ratface, who Frost guessed was just as twitchy and furtive as ever.

Frost listened to their voices for awhile before she sighed and fell asleep.

Frost, in the living room was anxious as she heard Lily's agonising screams. Lily had been sitting with James on the couch pressing her lips to his, which Frost assumed must be a no-claw way of showing affection. But then Lily's face contorted with pain and she had began to scream, before crying out: "The baby's coming!"

James had sat by her side looking concerned whilst holding her hand and then rushed her into their bedroom.

They were there for hours before finally emerging fom their bedroom with a bundle.

It was a no-claw kit with dark hair. Seeing the kit made Frost feel like a total idiot. She should have realized that Lily had been pregnant.

How could I be so stupid? The increased visits, James' extra fondness of her and her plumpness.

It now all made so much sense.

Frost was relieved, it was nothing serious, and was pleased to have a new addition to the family. The couple had named their son Harry.

Harry. Frost felt a fierce protectiveness over this kit, as if he was her own. Her heart swelled with love for him. Frost's head was spinning.

I have lost so much and yet gained so much.

She had lost her family and formed part of a new one. Frost knew that she would always love and always be part of this family.

I have found the place where I belong.

Now that little Harry had been born the Potters were busier than usual. Harry would cry several times during the night. This startled Frost the first few times but, as it became more of a routine, she learned to sleep through it. The new kit seemed to take up a lot of their time having to be fed,changed,bathed and played with. As much as Frost loved Harry, she could not help feeling slightly resentful, when she was paid a lot less attention than she was used to. When Harry was a few months old, the Potters left their house for the first time in moons. Frost used this as an opportunity to leave the house to breathe in the fresh air, feel the soft ,springy grass beneath her paws. Feel the sun on her back and climb up some trees. She decided to watch from her tree what they were doing in a building that was called a church. They were performing some kind of ceremony. A no-claw that Frost didn't recognise, sprinkled water over Harry's head and solemnly said things in no-claw language. James,Lily and Sirius were present, but Ratface and Remus were not. This bewildered Frost because Remus,Sirius and Ratface seemed to always show up together.

"Spyin' on our housefolk are we?"

Frost gave a start, but felt foolish when she saw the familliar green eyes and black pelt of Percy.

"I was just curious, as to what they were doing in there" shrugged Frost.

"Well me housefolk are always comin' ere on the seventh day" he said.

"Any idea why?" Frost asked.

"Just a housefolk quirk I s'pose" Percy yawned.

"It's the middle of the day, why are you so tired?" Frost asked casually.

"Just been up all night 'cos I couldn't sleep and my housefolk were having a rowdy disagreement"

" How did you know I-?" Frost started before realizing that Percy was gone.

Harry had soon gotten to the stage where he had begun to crawl. He made happy gurgling noises and often tried to grab Frost's tail. She had learned how to make sure he was never able to. Though she was never really cross with him,because he didn't mean any harm, and sometimes he reached out to stroke her. She would brush against him gently to show her affection for him. Since Harry's special ceremony Frost had not had another opportunity to leave th house. She began to feel increasingly cooped up, and was thankful that she could at least play with the no-claw kit. Unfamiliar no-claws that Frost did not recognise were beginning to visit the house more and more frequently.

Yet another ceremony occurred for Harry. Yet again it was a quiet affair. An elderly no-claw and Sirius came to visit them. The elderly no-claw gave Harry a new pelt to wear and Sirius gave him a no-claw object called a broom.

By this time, Harry could walk and speak a bit of no-claw language. He looked at the broom and reached out his hand excitedly. Frost watched in curiosity as Harry clambered onto the broom and it took of, Harry giggling happily. But then it came flying right towards her, almost killing her. She screeched and hissed as she leapt out the way. Lily, James,Sirius and the elderly woman roared with laughter as Harry zoomed around the living room.

"He's a natural, he'll be a famous Quidditch player some day" James chuckled.

Frost watched this happening in amusement, before slinking away onto her favourite cushion.

Two months had passed and Frost could sense the urgent and the tense atmosphere. Remus,Sirius and Ratface all appeared that evening.

"There is a very urgent matter at hand" said Sirius quietly.

"You-know-who is getting desperate to kill the one who stands in his way. He will kill, torture thousands to find Harry. He will suspect me. I am the most obvious choice for secret keeper."

"And so we propose a last minute change in secret keepers" Remus said solemnly.

"We think I should be secret keeper. The Dar- I mean you-know-who will never suspect me as secret keeper"

said Ratface.

Frost could tell he was trying to remain composed, but she could sense his excitement and he was quite pink in the face.

There was a moments silence.

"Alright you have a have a point" said Lily.

Frost thought that Ratface perhaps had to suppress a squeal of excitement.

She went up to them so they could stroke her as she purred contentedly.

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Frost had no idea that that today was the very last day that she would spend with the she had known, being cooped up into their little house would have been the least of her worries. It seemed like a perfectly normal day. Playing with little Harry. Eating the food which looked like rabbit droppings. Being stroked by Lily and James.

Just the usual. She had a little contented nap.

I'm so happy that I have found this family. I'm so happy to be part of this family.

Harry had another go on his broom and after getting used to the thing, Frost had learned to stay clear of it.

Harry seemed so happy, so at ease with this contraption, it was almost like it was made for him. He was laughing and shouting excitedly. James and Lily beamed at him and looked extremely proud of their son.

Later that evening Lily was sitting comfortably in her armchair, whilst James made sparks fly from his wand to amuse a giggling Harry. Frost was also quite amused.

And then it happend. The event which would change their lives forever.

There was a flash of light and the door was blown clean off it's hinges.

A figure in a dark cloak was in the doorway. Frost felt every hair on her body stand on end, her spine prickled and she was filled with so much fear she could barely contain it.

"Give me the boy" the cloaked demanded in a voice which chilled Frost to the bone.

"Lily take Harry. I'll fend him off!" James shouted.

Lily grabbed Harry and ran up the stairs.

"Foolish boy" sneered the figure, and ended James life in less than a second with a flash of green light from his stick and pursued Lily and Harry. Frost acted on pure instinct, hissing in fear, and leaping out the door frame into the night.

When Frost came back to her senses she felt like an awful coward. She should go and defend Lily and Harry. They were her only family. The Potters had saved her life. But Frost also knew it was senseless. That sinister figure in the cloak had ended James life in less than a second. She would only be leading herself into early death, which would surely be an insut to her mother and brother's memory as it served no purpose. Help no one. Frost had to know the where abouts of her family. She dashed up a tree, which was near the window in the nursery, where Lily had taken Harry.

Frost felt completely helpless when she saw Lily and Harry trapped in the nursery, only seconds away from death.

Sure enough the sinister cloaked figure laughed evilly as he broke his way into the room. Lily stood protectively infront of Harry who was sitting in his crib.

"Not Harry! Not Harry! Please, I'll do anything!" screamed Lily in desperation.

Frost felt like a terrible cat for not being able to protect the Potters from this intimate danger. When they had saved her life. When they had made her a part of their family.

I always lose those I love the most.

"Stand aside girl" said the figure impatiently.

"No! Kill me instead! Just don't kill Harry!" Lily cried.

"I have given you a chance to escape unscathed, but now you try my patience" said the dark figure coldly.

"Avada Kedavra!" a green light flashed from its stick and Lily was dead.

This was the end. Frost knew it. The figure would kill Harry and the Potters would be no more. Frost would have no family any longer. And worst of all she was helpless to do anything.

I wish I had died with my brother. I wish I had died in the snow like I was going to. I don't want to be alive anymore. I just want to be dead. For all the pain to go away.

Frost didn't want to watch the death of Harry. But she couldn't look away. And then that's when the miracle happend.

There was a flash of green light. But instead of killing Harry it rebounded and struck the dark figure instead.

Harry was still alive. There was still hope for the Potters.

Frost entered the house to say good-bye to the Potters one last time. She first went to James' body.

"Goodbye. You were family and I will never forget you" she murmured. Frost went upstairs to the dead Lily and the miraculously alive Harry.

"Goodbye. You were family to me and you saving your kit the way my mother sacrificed her life to save mine. I will never forget you"

Then Frost went up to Harry's crib. He was crying forlornly and it made Frost's heart break. He now had a zig-zagged scar on his forehead."Goodbye, little one. I love you as if you were my kit. Your life was spared and I wish you a long and fulfilling life. She went down the doors and bumped into a no-claw with greasy black hair who she guessed was coming to retrieve Harry.

She went outside and fled into the night.

I will have to live alone. To fend for myself. When I get close to someone I ultimately lose them. I will never get close to anyone ever again.

A/N I hope you enjoyed that! It was great fun to write though some parts were quite tense. Please comment and review any sort of feedback is welcome.