Forgotten Memories | ❶

October 31st

A young man, raven untidy hair with round glasses, sat in the living room of the small cottage. He had his wand, making a puff of colorful sparks and bubbles come out of the tip of his wand. Sitting on his lap was a chubby baby. The baby had untidy raven hair like his father but with the emerald green eyes of his mother.

The man was no other than James Potter with his one year old son, Harry Potter. Baby Harry let out more giggles as more sparks came. James let out a small laugh, loving the sound of his son's giggles.

"James, it's time for Harry's nap." The young woman, Lily Potter, said as she walked into the living room, wiping her hands in a cloth.

"Awe, okay. Time for bed Prongslet." James placed his wand on the couch and stood up with Harry in his arms. "Go to mummy." Harry clapped his hands and reached out to Lily.

Lily took Harry from James' arms and gave him a peck on his forehead. "Come on, baby. We don't want you being all fussy later today." Harry gurgled and gave his mother a toothless smile.

James left to grab a drink from the kitchen and Lily was already making her way up to Harry's nursery when there was a loud bang coming from the door. Lily looked at James weirdly as he went to peak out through the window.

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off–" Lily mouthed 'I love you' to James and raced upstairs.

There was a blast and then a laugh. James cursed himself for not having his wand.

"You keep away, you understand– keep away."

All that the hooded figure does was give a maniac laugh. "Oh. . . you don't even have your wand." The hooded figure sneered.

"So what if I'm wandless? I'll punch you in the bloody nose– oh wait!"

The hooded figure looked up, his dangerous red eyes glaring at James.

"Avada Kedavra!"

James Potter hit the floor with a thud, eyes closed.

The figure laughed and started to go up the stairs, blasting every door open.

One last door, and there he was. Harry Potter.

"No, please. Not Harry, not my baby."

"Step aside, silly girl."

"Not Harry– take me. Have mercy, please not my–"

A jet of green light left the intruders wand, hitting Lily straight on her chest. She let out a scream, before falling to the floor... instantly killed.

The hooded figure looked at Harry, who was now looking at him with his wide green eyes. "How absurd– a baby. . . to defeat me, to become the hero. I believe not, little one. No one shall defeat I, Lord Voldemort. The Dark Lord." Voldemort aimed his wand at Harry. "Avada Kedavra!"

The green light hit Harry before it rebounded and hit Voldemort.

His plan had backfired him.

Around the corner of Godric Hallows, a man with a small smirk watched the small cottage  that was the Potter residence. He was waiting patiently for the Dark Lord to finish Mrs Potter and her son. This man was a wizard himself. He had protected James Potter, using a new spell. He didn't think it would work, but with a bit of dark magic, it was possible. His boss, Baron Stucker, had instructed him to get James Potter. He needed a new experiment, and nothing's better than a young wizard.

The wizard saw the jet green light emitting in the top floor with a scream. He smiled evilly.
He hasn't seen the Dark Lord walk back out or flying off, he simply assumed he had apparated away, so he began to walk towards the cottage.

The door was open so he wasted no time to walk in. There just a few feet away from the door was James Potter. He noticed the young man stirring.
James let out a small groan, opening his eyes. He did not expect to see a man with dark curly hair staring down at him.

"Well hello there, James."

James eyes widened. How the hell was he alive?

"By your reaction I can see you remember me, sadly we can't chat so Petrificus Totalus!" James was unable to move, he locked eyes with his soon-to-be kidnapper. James struggled, eyes darting anxiously towards the sound of his baby crying desperately for dada.

"Now, I know you're shocked. You're probably thinking how the hell is he alive? Well dear James, there's a lot of things you don't know."

Harry was all alone, crying at seeing his mum laying on the floor motionless, crying because he wanted his dad.

"Mama! Dada!"

It was until Rubeus Hagrid had come to pick him up. On their way out they came across Sirius Black, best friend of James and godfather of Harry.

Harry was kissed goodbye by his godfather, after arguing he was the rightful person to take care of Harry.

Harry crying again because he didn't want his godfather to leave him.

"Pa'foo! Pa'foo! No!" Sirius Black had tears as he heard his godson yelling for him, crying loudly.

Tears because his best friend and wife had been killed. Killed three days before his birthday, killed before he could tell Prongs his idea of pranking Dumbledore, killed before he could even say goodbye.

Sirius Black was left broken.