Chapter nineteen

The port key dropped them off in the back garden of the cottage in Godric's Hollow, Amelia, Sirius and Susan watched Harry as he stared up at the house, he stared up at the damaged roof.

'That must have been my room.'

'Yes, it was pup,' Sirius said kindly.

'You don't have to do this Harry,' Amelia said.

'I want to, it will help you but I feel like I need to do this, that it will help me as well.'

'Alright, but if at any reason you want to leave then Sirius will take you straight back to Hogwarts.'

Harry nodded, he tightened his hold on Susan's hand then walked towards the large glass doors. He stared at the handle for a few minutes before he finally put his hand on it. It warmed under his touch then with a very quiet click, it opened.

'So it was sealed but would recognise you, a Potter by blood,' Amelia said.

'Yeah,' Harry took a couple of deep breaths then pulled the door open. He thought it might be stiff from not being used, but it opened effortlessly, 'Um, Sirius, you know the layout, it would be best if you lead the way.'

'Alright,' Sirius himself was feeling upset but he knew if Harry could do this, then he could.

Sirius went in first, Harry and Susan next with Amelia following. What the other three didn't see was Amelia casting charms as she walked through the house.

'James,' Sirius moaned sadly as he dropped to his knees, Harry rushed towards him.

'Sirius,' Harry stared at his godfather.

'It's his wand, it's Prongs' wand.'

Harry turned his head to see a wand lying on the floor, 'Oh god, dad.'

Amelia and Susan turned away as Harry began to cry into his godfather's arms, but then Sirius was crying as well. They knew this would have been hard on them, they just never believed that James Potter's wand was still here, after all these years.

It took a while before Harry and Sirius pulled themselves together, 'Don't say anything, it's only human behaviour to cry.' Amelia said kindly.

'I never got a chance to grieve, the dementors,' Sirius shuddered, 'then I was trying to make sure Harry was safe without anyone finding me.'

'I couldn't, I was lied to when I was young then I get to Hogwarts and I'm in danger. I never had time alone to think about then,' Harry who was holding his father's wand held it out to Sirius, 'I want you to have this, you were dad's best friend.'

'But pup, you only have the cloak at the moment. I mean now you're getting older you can visit the manor, here there is a few personal things you can take, but he was your dad.'

'He was, but…um, well, I don't know them Sirius, I don't remember, just that bit because of the dementors. I will get things they owned, but his wand was something he had on him constantly, and you were with him constantly. Take it Sirius, please, I want you to.'

Sirius stared at Harry then at the wand, he nodded then gently wrapped his hand around the wand, he glowed briefly.

'I believe James Potter's wand is a match for you Sirius,' Amelia said.

'It feels…good.'

'That's proof it should be yours,' Harry smiled up at Sirius, 'If dad's wand is here then…mum's would be upstairs, I'll keep that one.'

'Then let's head upstairs,' Amelia nodded to Sirius then Susan, Sirius led the way and Susan took Harry's hand again.

'Are you okay?' Susan asked sadly.

'Not really, but I'll be fine,' Harry gave his girlfriend a small kiss before they followed Sirius up the stairs.

They could tell which room they needed to go to, the door was hanging on by one hinge.

'Was this place charmed to prevent rain getting in?' Susan asked.

'I would say Albus did it, he did have the order remove…them,' Sirius said then pointed, 'That was Lily's wand.'

Harry knelt down, he never touched the wand straight away, he just stared at it. Then he caught a glimpse of something, he moved towards the cot, reached under it and pulled out a jewelled handled dagger.

'This looks like the sword of Gryffindor.'

'Then he did plan to make one,' Amelia said.

'No, this belonged to James,' Sirius stared at the dagger, 'He was the heir of Gryffindor, but he didn't want anyone to know. I wanted to get the information together before I told Harry. The dagger had been passed through his family from Godric Gryffindor. There is a diary at the manor, it belonged to Godric. Then the eldest would write some things before it was passed on to his or her eldest, until it came to James.'

'I feel something, but it's not bad, it feels good,' Harry's head tilted as he stared at it, 'I feel…'

'What do you feel Harry?' Susan whispered.

'Mum, I feel my mother.'

'Then I think the dagger and Lily is the reason you survived that night,' Amelia said.

'Lily was gifted with charms, she could have come up with something. The dagger has a small crystal at the top of the handle, crystals are known to hold powerful spells.'

'Did the Potters own a gold goblet?' Susan asked.

'No, not that I know of,' Sirius said.

'There,' Susan pointed towards the corner of the room.

Amelia moved towards the goblet, 'This belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, Albus did believe he used this but had no idea where it was. It's not emanating any type of magic, so it was not turned into a horcrux.'

'So that is what he planned to use. Amelia, do you think he split his soul using…Lily's death?'

'We're not sure if he had time to create his vessel, none of us know exactly how much time passed between,' Amelia stared at Harry.

'Between mum dying and me.'

'Yes, you said he spoke to your mother, told her to move.'

'Yeah, then mum begged him not to kill me, to kill her instead. He laughed, he called her a silly girl, she begged him to spare me, she yelled at him, he just laughed.'

Susan wrapped her arms around Harry, 'She was brave, just like her son.'

'She was very brave, James as well, he took on Voldemort alone knowing he probably would not survive. So the time between casting the killing curse and trying to kill Harry would not have been enough time to create his next horcrux. Harry was the one he intended to use. At least we got the answer we came here for, if he was going to make one, which he was, and what item he had on him.'

'Before we go, I would like to hide this here, for now.'

'James kept it in his office, even here he kept it with him. I have no idea why he brought it with him, unless Lily wanted something with a crystal in it, or something that was old.'

'To use something that is at least a thousand years old would mean the power of the charm would be stronger, then add the crystal. Whatever charm she used would have double the power using that dagger.' Amelia said.

'Then I'll leave it in his office.' Harry held the dagger then picked up his mother's wand.

The four walked downstairs, Sirius pointed towards a closed door, Harry opened it without hesitation.

'It's full of books.'

'Lily said she would go into hiding with you but she wanted her books. So James, Remus, the rat and I made sure these were brought here. You see that glass case on the desk? That's where the knife sat.'

Harry nodded then moved towards the desk. He opened the case, he looked at the knife once more then placed it in the case.

'Damn,' Harry yelled as he lifted his finger which was now bleeding. Before anyone could move or say anything the dagger glowed. Then everyone was seeing what happened the night Harry received his scar.

They watched as Lily cast a spell no one recognised, but she cast the spell over James and herself. When she finished Lily and James holding the blade as they began to recite something in a language they did not recognise. The blade cut across both their palms before it was placed upon a sleeping baby Harry, across his bare chest. They kept reciting, the blade and Harry glowed brightly.

'Holy mother of merlin,' Sirius gaped as he watched a bright light began to seep from both Lily and James. The light from both of them turned into a golden orb which seeped through the crystal on the blade into Harry. None of them had any idea what Lily and James was doing.

There was a loud crash, James kissed Lily then Harry before he raced down the stairs, but the image remained on Lily and Harry. They did hear the fighting, they could hear James yelling at peter, then spells were being fired, with Voldemort laughing. When it fell silent every tensed, a minute later the door to Harry's room opened. Lily had her hand over Harry's bare chest, the dagger was now gone. They watched as Voldemort told Lily she could live if she moved away from her son. Lily was defiant, right until she fell to the floor.

Voldemort held the goblet in one hand and his wand in the other which was pressed against Harry's head. He cast the killing curse at Harry, it struck his head then rebounded. Voldemort showed shock as his body turned to smoke. The cup was flung aside by the backlash before the roof began to crumble.

The vision did not end there. They watched as Hagrid, who was crying, wrap Harry in a blanket then carry him out of the room. Sirius, Amelia, Susan and Harry believed the vision would end, it did, but a brilliant golden light filled the room. The four in the room had to turn away the light was so bright. When it faded they slowly turned back, wondering what they were going to see next. All four stood in complete shock at what they were seeing, or more accurately, who they were seeing.