Disclaimer: Joanne Rowling used a pseudonym and created Harry Potter, not me.
Given the fact that I was four, I didn't remember much from my young age clearly. I could remember how silly James and Albus looked when I played pranks Uncle Fred designed. I remember reading the books on my shelf every night because I couldn't sleep. However, I can't remember in the years before I was ten all the events that happened when I time traveled. Going back and visiting what I now realize was a meeting of the original Order of the Phoenix I can recall easily since it was the first time I went back in Grimmauld Place. Seeing Daddy as a baby was simple to retrieve from the recesses of my mind because it was the first time I went into the cottage in Godric's Hollow. Everything but one other memory is fuzzy.
The day before my fifth birthday, I woke up in my room. Except, it wasn't my room. It was the room Grandma Lily put Daddy the toddler in at night. I was alone and heard a clatter downstairs. Scrambling down the stairs to the sitting room (The stairs I hadn't gone down I found later that they went to a hidden alcove. The second door in the vestibule was a walk in closet.), I found a strange sight: Grandma Lily had Baby Daddy in her arms; Future Me was begging Daddy to go with a person who looked like a young Grandma Lily but an older Future Me; The Young But Old Lily Lookalike turned into a phoenix and took Daddy away; Grandma Lily hastened up the stairs with Baby Daddy; Grandpa James was searching something; Future Lily threw a cloak over me.
"Lily!" she whispered frantically, "No matter what, you must stay under this cloak. Don't speak and don't come out at all! Petrificus Totalus!" She turned her back to me and raised her wand staring at the door. Grandpa James pushed her behind him, wand raised to the door. There was a loud crack outside and Future Lily whispered, "He's here."
"Stay behind me Lily," Grandpa James ordered as the front door was blasted open. A black robed, thin man with skin whiter than a skull, who held a wand identical to Daddy's, stepped through the broken entryway. Scarlet eyes pierced the darkness of his hood. He pointed at Grandpa James, Future Lily moving in front of him. The man muttered the words, "Avada Kedavra!"
Grandpa James tackled Lily, causing the green spell to hit my grandfather in the arm. "NO!" Future Lily screamed, trying to wake up Grandpa. When he didn't move, I felt tears leak from my eyes. Future Lily was crying too. I tried to escape from under the blanket, but I couldn't move. The man moved closer to Future Me, allowing more hooded figures to enter the house. He touched the tip of his wand to her forehead. In a raspy voice, he commanded, "Tell me where the boy is."
"I'll never tell you anything, Voldemort," Lily spat.
"Fine then. Crucio!" he shouted, causing Lily to scream as loud as a banshee and writhe on the ground. When she stopped screaming, I heard a baby cry a floor above me. Future Lily gasped once Voldemort lifted his wand. She lifted her head at the sound of Baby Daddy's voice.
"I don't believe we have need of your services anymore," Voldemort cackled, glancing at her. "Avada Kedavra!" A green light flashed again, hit Future Me on her forehead, and she slumped to the ground by Grandpa James. Tears streamed freely down my cheeks as I watched them climb the stairs. Closing my eyes, I imagined myself anywhere but here. I felt a shift in the way I was seated.
I felt... different. My arms were... folded, my legs thinner. Opening my eyes, I saw I was covered in red and gold feathers. I was a phoenix.