Chapter 9
The truth part 1
Harry landed on his feet beside Ravenna at the back of a wedding party. She encouraged Harry to sit at the back beside her and he opened his mouth stunned as he saw his mother walk down the aisle in a white wedding dress on her father's arm.
"Mr Evans, your grandfather, wasn't my favourite person on the planet." Ravenna remarked in a whisper to Harry.
"You were here, at their wedding?" Harry asked, Ravenna nodded and pointed at a small flower girl who followed Lily.
"There's me." She smiled as the little girl trundled past. "Lets speed this up a little." She spun her finger in the air and everything around them rushed forward then stopped as Lily and James exchanged a vow and turned to Ravenna, who knelt before them.
"Ravenna Alexina Black. Do you promise to honour, cherish and obey the orders you have been prophesied to fulfil, until death shall sever you from your task?" The preacher asked as Lily smiled at Ravenna. Beside Harry Ravenna answered at the same time as the kneeling girl.
"Until death, I vow so to do."
"What was the prophecy?" Harry asked.
"To protect any child Lily and James would have. Primarily, you, Harry." Ravenna smiled at him.
"How old were you?"
"Five. You were born 10 months later, after they had honeymooned in Paris." Ravenna smiled. "The same place I went with Charlie. I laid a wreath at the Arc de Triomphe for them." Ravenna said sadly. "Next one."
She took Harry'a hand and twirled her finger as the next image appeared. A family scene, Harry's first Christmas. Sirius was there with Ravenna on his knee, now aged 8, almost 9. Remus was there too and Wormtail. James was following Lily who was watching Harry zooming around the living room on his new toy broomstick from Sirius and Ravenna. Sirius ducked, as did Ravenna as Harry zoomed, giggling, over their heads.
"Careful, Harry." Sirius warned and Harry slowed down a little with the flick of Lily's wand.
"Oh it is so nice to have the family together for Christmas. Thank you for his broom Sirius and my necklace." Lily smiled as Ravenna crawled into her lap for a cuddle with her godmother.
"My first Christmas?" Harry asked, a tear in his eye.
"Yes. I was 8 there and you were 6 months old. 10 months later, on the evening of my birthday, of all days, 31st October, He came for you. For them. Daddy was with Remus as it was the full moon and I was with you."
Ravenna said and the image disappeared around them and was replaced by that fateful night. Harry witnessed his parents death all over again as he had in nightmares so many times before. Then he saw something he had never known. Ravenna's involvement and how she had saved him by calling Dumbledore and Hagrid. He watched Snape arrive but Ravenna zoomed forward again with a twirl of her forefinger.
Harry shot her a look. "That's his story to tell, Harry. Of he never tells you. I will I promise." She replied to his gaze.
The next memory shocked him and he gazed at her aghast. She smiled an giggled a little at him. "Oh, yes. I was there."