Hi! This is my first real go at writing a fan fic, i tried to make it as true to the story as possible. I hope you enjoy it!
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The air was still but for the warm breeze started and ended in my own breath. The night was darker than usual, as if some terrible unknown was watching us, showing us that they were near by casting away the stars. I shuddered. I felt a chill that had nothing to do with the cool outside. We shut the window, and peered through the glass into the night.
He couldn’t find us here. Not unless … no. He couldn’t find us. We were safe.
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He wrapped his arms around me as we stood by the window. I knew he was afraid. I could feel a strong foreboding in the air, and I knew we were in danger. Had something gone awfully wrong? Was someone in trouble? Had he discovered… no, he couldn’t have. But what if… no. He was our friend. He wouldn’t.
I could see my baby through the open bedroom door in the reflection of the window. He tossed about in his sleep. Could he too sense the threat his father and I could feel? Or was it just an infant’s nightmare, interrupting his restful sleep? My precious boy, barely one year old, forced to go into hiding, no knowledge of why, or of the danger he was in.
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I knew she was worried about Harry. Her forehead was wrinkled in concern as she gazed at his reflection. I gently kissed her cheek. It was ok. We were safe.
And yet, still I couldn’t rid myself of an intense worry that we were not out of danger. Of course, if they suspected… or if they had found… but all the necessary precautions had been taken, everything sorted out and taken care of. Perhaps these feelings were simply anxiety and fear building up and distorting our imaginations. Perhaps we were simply frightened by possibilities, by worst case scenarios… or perhaps the worst really had happened.
Should we run? There was more security measures fixed on this place than any other place we could go, each as complex and powerful as could be managed. I don’t know if we could possibly find a safer place. Not before he hunted us down first. No, the instructions were to stay here. Stay here, and we could keep Harry safe.
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There was such tension all around us. Surely we had been found. It was clear that we were in terrible danger. Had they found Peter? Had they broken him down? Had anyone been hurt in his maddening desire to find us? Were Sirius, Remus and the others in jeopardy too? Of course, everyone was in danger these days, but would they be hurt because of us? My hands were shaking with the thought. I couldn’t live with the knowledge that a friend had died protecting us. But they knew the risk. We all did.
A feeling of apprehension pulsed on the autumn air. Something dreadful has happened. The once still winds began to howl and blow, shaking the last golden leaves from the trees.
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There was a loud crack outside that rang through the silent night. I felt Lily jump at the noise. There was only one thing that I have ever heard make a sound like that. And I knew that couldn’t be good. Perhaps it was a mistake. Perhaps he doesn’t realize we are here, but is lost, stumbling past us by accident.
Or… perhaps Pettigrew has given in. But how would he have known about Peter? Hadn’t Sirius convinced us he would be a better secret keeper, that he was much less obvious?
There was soon no doubting – he knew we were here. Through the window we could see his merciless eyes glinting as they searched for some sign of our hiding place. Then it struck me; if we didn’t get out soon, we were going to die.
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I was frozen. He had found us. After all of this, he had found us anyway, and he was coming to destroy us. I could feel James tugging me away from the window, but as my eyes caught his outside the glass, fear seized me.
Come away Lily. We have to go.
Come on Lily! Think about Harry! We have to leave!
Harry. My darling boy. Finally I felt able enough to move. I must be strong to save him.
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As she began to move, I felt relief wash over me. I was afraid she might collapse, but mention of Harry stirred life in her.
I could see him approaching the front door, like a black shadow promising death. I knew what I would have to do to save my family. I won’t have anyone say how I ran, only to be tracked down anyway, but that I stood my ground, and died protecting my wife and son.
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There was flash of bright light and the door burst open. He stood there in the doorway, every inch the evil Lord he had made himself to be. James yelled at me to go, as he turned to face him.
Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off –
But I couldn’t let him. He held me close and whispered in my ear just before pushing me urgently into the bedroom and locking the door.
I love you.
Now go Lily. Take Harry and run!
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I turned and faced him. There was no real hope; I was going to die. But I was not going to die pleading or begging. I was not going to die kneeling at his feet. I just had to give Lily enough time to get out of here … get to Dumbledore …
His high, pitiless laughter ran through my body as he gazed at me, almost interested.
How noble –
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Quickly I ran to Harry and held him tight in my arms. He couldn’t have him. Not Harry. I could hear cold, heartless laughter as he faced James in the other room. James …
A brilliant flash of green shone through the crack beneath the door, and I knew. Silent tears ran hot down my cheeks. I must be strong. I must be strong like James was strong. Strong for Harry.
The door burst open. There was no escape. I placed Harry back in his cot, and pleaded with the man now standing were the door had been moments before.
Not Harry! Not Harry! Please – I’ll do anything –
Stand aside – stand aside, girl –
I didn’t think why he bothered asking me to move. It was unlike him. Why didn’t he just kill me then? I didn’t think; I just had to protect Harry. He wanted him, but I wasn’t going to let him hurt my child. Tears ran down my face as I pleaded, but Lord Voldemort was not one to give in so easily.
Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!
Stand aside, you silly girl … stand aside, now …
Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead –
Not Harry! Please … have mercy … have mercy …
He was losing his patience, but I couldn’t give up. Even as he raised his wand, and directed it straight towards my chest, I realized what I could do to save my child.
I would not let him pass. He laughed his high, cold laugh, and I knew then, as I looked boldly into his eyes, showing none of the terrible fear that I felt inside. As I faced death.
For Harry.
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This is only a "one shot", meaning that i am not continuing it on. so just warning you all, there will be no preceding chapters.
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