Un'ombra Solitaria

Un'ombra solitaria

The beginning of the road!

As Voldemort stormed up the drive of Godric's Hollow to come to the door of the Potters mansion, Lily and James Potter were scared for their children's lives.

"James he's coming," Lily whispered fearfully to her husband as her baby girl shuffled in her arms, whimpering as she could tell something was wrong with her mummy even though she was only a few months old, she could tell the emotions of people.

"I know Lily," James replied holding his one year old son, who was watching the scary man walking up towards his home. He knew something was going happen he just didn't know what. All of a sudden Voldemort cursed the door standing in his way and it blew off its hinges.

"Lily take Harry and Rory and run," James screamed, he handed Harry over to Lily then got out his wand. He then pointed it at Voldemort.

"But James!"

"No Lily, just go!" James cried. Lily nodded sharply then ran up the stairs and to the children's room. She slammed the door behind her and quickly gathered together the bag she had packed emergency things in ever since she found out the prophecy.

She heard the shouting of the killer curse and the thump of a body. Crystal tears started to fall as she knew it was James that had been killed. Hatred coursed through her veins at the thought of that evil thing killing her love and risking the life of her precious children. All of a sudden the door was blown off its hinges with a powerful spell and there looming in the darkness dressed all in black was the most feared dark lord ever to live. Lord Voldemort.

"You will not hurt them," Lily stated bravely holding her children close but Voldemort just sneered. Why would he be scared of a mudblood? Sneering wider he muttered the killing curse and it went straight towards Lily killing her instantly. The two babies fell to the ground the little girl cutting her cheek deeply. It was so deep it was sure to scar whilst the boy landed on his feet. The wicked man turned towards the children and pointed his wand at the boy. He muttered the killing curse for the third time that night but instead of killing Harry it had rebounded and Voldemort had disappeared. Harry from lack of strength, collapsed in a dead heap with a lightning shaped scar on his forehead that poured with blood. Rory scared for her big brother tried to go to Harry, and somehow, probably her magic, she was able to get there slowly and she lay her head on her brothers chest wanting him to wake up.

That was how the famous Albus Dumbledore found the two Potter children. He knew of the prophecy and he came to the conclusion that it was Rory Potter who was going to defeat Voldemort once and for all. After all they both had deep scars but she was the one still alive and breathing. Only a truly powerful witch or wizard could have been alive after facing a dark wizard like Voldemort. He was shocked though when the boy, Harry, stirred. Dumbledore realised that Rory must have taken the spell and saved her brother. Wait till everybody found out about this event. The young Potter girl would truly be a heroine and the hope of the wizarding world. Dumbledore smiled softly as he lifted the two children. Finally it seemed that the dark ages were gone and people could start to live without persecution.