Hey TrinityStar here! This is my first fanfic and I want to know what yah
think. R & R please!
Books 1-5 spoilers! I do not own Harry Potter though anything in my story
that she doesn't own I do!
In the softly lite doorway of Hogwarts stood a figure cloaked in shadows while everything around him was bathed in moonlight. Robes of darkness whipped around his unmoving form. The wind blew untidy hair as dark as the midnight hour away to show a lightening bolt shaped scar glowing with hidden power. Emotionless emerald orbs cut through the misty darkness as he scanned the rows of silent figures. The candle from the hallway blew out leaving only his eyes to pierce the inky black night. His voice was soft as he spoke but his words wove their way to every ear there. "I said we would fight at midnight, winter solstice of my eighteenth year. It is not yet that time and I have been summoned? Clearly the dark lord has forgotten the honor that all wizards, good and bad; share!"
A hissing voice came from the shadows. "No young masster! He hasss not forgotten your agreement. He hass waited to long to forget hisss honor. Thiss path will lead you sstrait to the evil one. The fight will not begin until winter ssolssticce has officcially come." A shadowy snake hissed from the sidelines. It hesitated then began to speak again. "Pleasse young one. You have sseen many thingss a child your age sshould not which provesss you are no child. I beg you to help the ssnakess that the evil one hass captured. Your reward will be a rare and powerful ssnake. Sshe isss all alone now and we wish for you to care for her." The hissing voice faded into the shadows as the form disappeared.
A small white wolf cub with three tails walked through the doorway. A phoenix in various shades of blue flew through the door and perched on its shoulder both turned glowing black eyes on their master. Without turning he silently called to him. They walked as shadows beside him. They were silent as their young master fell into the past eyes going dark with memories.
*Flashback*
Harry stared at Dumbeldore. "I... I'm a what?"
Dumbeldore sighed and sat down. He looked at Harry his eyes showing the strain of the past four years. His eyes were still intense but they no longer twinkled. His mouth seemed to always be drawn down in a frown. His eyes closed then snapped open again like he felt he was going to miss something important. "Let me explain. Your father came from very long line of what's known as raven-veela's. This race skips every other generation. Which means you will inherit since your father did not. They are most commonly known as shadow walkers. They have many abilities and differences from regular humans. Such as they have large black wings. They also have very strong mind magic. They are known as shadow walkers because they are so fast them seem to blend in with the very shadows. They also have sharper eye sight and larger canine teeth. They can usually be distinguished by their dark eyes and hair." Dumbeldore paused for a moment and let the information sink in before continuing.
"Your mother on the other hand was an Elve."
"Uh... sir don't you mean elf?" Harry asked hesitantly.
Dumbeldore chuckled. "No. Elves and Elfs are two different races. Elfs are known better as tree dwarves. No, your mother was the Princess of The Forest Elves. Elves are abnormally tall, full blooded Elves usually grow to just under eight feet. They have light eyes and hair but some, like your mother end up with a rich red color for hair. Other physical characteristics are pointed ears, which enhance their hearing; and very long hair. They have instinctive protection spells and are very good with wandless magic." Dumbeldore sighed again and looked at the closed faced Boy in front. He had seen so much death in the war that he had severed all ties with everyone. He didn't even fight with Draco Malfoy anymore. It was like the only thing that existed in the world was Voldemort and he was determined to be the last one standing. He was slowly wasting away.
"The winter Solstice of your eighteenth year will be your 'Inheritance' or the day that you receive the characteristics of both races. I thought that with this power boost you should be able to once and for all defeat the dark lord."
Harry glanced up with cold eyes. "Thank you for informing me."
*End Flashback*
The clock began to strike the midnight hour and Harry stopped two inches from the spot he and Voldemort were to have the final battle. The night rushed through his body, filling his very heart with the darkness it so sweetly offered. The change of his Inheritance took over at the third strike. He began to glow as the unlimited power of the night filled him on the sixth strike. The skin on his back ripped as black wings made their presence known on the eighth strike. The transformation was complete at the eleventh strike. He took the last step to his destiny as the clock struck twelve.
He whipped the glasses off his face and smashed them into the ground. The black leather coat he had folded under his left arm swung over his back and almost to the ground as he slipped his arms into the sleeves. His eyes scanned the darkness, looking for the person who had taken away his humanity. His eyes stopped on a patch of unusual blackness. He narrowed his eyes to mere slits and pushed aside the darkness to find a surprised Voldemort. The Dark Lords Crimson eyes widened when his veil was forced away from him.
"So" Came his velvety parsltounge from the shadows. "You learned a few new tricks." A forked tongue slipped through his lips then retreated to his mouth.
Harry smirked and fell into another memory.
*Flashback*
"You tried to keep this prophecy from me. Just like the other one. But this one, why didn't you want me to know about this one." Harry smirked at the three adults in front of him. A distraught Dumbeldore, a surprised McGonagel, and a happy Snape.
Snape glanced at the paper he held in his hand and slowly held it out to Harry. "Just thought you deserved to know all about yourself... Harry." Snape looked into Harrys eyes and saw not James but Harry for the very first time.
Harry showed no sign that anything was different about the way Snape was treating him but took the paper from his teachers outstretched hand. He looked at the paper then bean gleefully read it as loud as he possible could.
"The heir of Hogwarts will be born the last heir of the true Hogwarts four... His life will begin and end with the death of the false Slytherin
heir... All will know his name and fear his enemy... All who think they know him only know his shell... Only the one who truly needs him knows of
the hell that lies beneath the surface...The last heir of Hogwarts will begin his eternal life when the False heir of Slytherin is killed by his
own hands..."
Harry looked emotionlessly up from the paper. Only the fire in his eyes betrayed his anger. "Is there something else you know about me that you have kept hidden? Hmm or is this the last bit? I can't hear you." His voice was a deadly whisper. The entire great hall was silent. Harry looked again very closely at the paper then snapped his head up and glared at Dumbeldore.
"I can't believe it. You, even now are trying to keep Me from who I am. I can see you tried to conceal this last part." He sharply cleared his throat and without looking down his voice growing louder with each word he began to recite.
"The winner of the fight between the last heir and the ultimate Evil will disappear without a trace... But will never leave the streets of London... And will haunt all those who wronged him... the last heir will find his eternal power in the dark of the night and in the hearts of all those who believe in him... *End flashback*
Harry opened his eyes and looked at his longtime enemy. Then closed his eyes and let go of his restraints on his power. The courtyard exploded with power. The shadows for miles flew to Harry. The grounds lite up without the shadows to darken them. Waves of darkness flowed from Harrys body as the shadows fused with him. He opened his eyes to show two glowing orbs from the middle of the black cloud of darkness.
"I'd like to welcome you to the beginning of the end, and the birth of the Last True heir of Hogwarts." Harrys hissed in his own silvery parsltongue from the center of the cloud. "Lets dance." He whipped his wand out from his jacket and held it at an angle to his right side. He watched as Voldemort whipped his own wand out and prepared to duel.
Both kept their eyes on one another as they slowly circled. The courtyards darkness followed Harry closely, but did not hide him from view. Suddenly Voldemort struck out beginning the duel. "Advada kadavra" Harry moved his head to the side and felt the curse pass by him.. "You boy will pay for all the years that you failed to die. You will pay for your insolence. ADVADA KADAVRA!"
Harry jumped out the way of the spell and narrowed his eyes. Parsltongue flowed sikly over his lips and into the cool night. "So be it. Let the games begin.!" The courtyard was once again flooded with inky darkness. Harrys power pushed at voldemort who glanced around trying to find out which direction harry would coming from. Voldemort heard a noise and moved just in time for a silver spell in the shape of an arrow to graze his cheek. Laughter came from all around him as the small cut began to bleed green blood.
"So you do bleed. Your not immortal. Just have to kill both body, and soul. That shouldn't be to hard if you can't see me. Come on, the great Dark Lord who everyone is so afraid of they won't even speak his name can't find lil' old me? Have you gone soft in the thirteen years of being bodyless?"
Harrys watched in amusment as his opponent became livid with hatred. He smirked deciding to have a little fun while he couldn't be seen. "You know that prophecy you wanted so badly about three years ago that I smashed. Wanna' hear the entire thing?" Harry stopped right in front of voldemort and stuck his face in Voldemorts surprised one. He began to hiss as he slowly backed up. "THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROCHES... BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES... AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL BUT HE WILL HAVE A POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT... AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HANDS OF THE OTHER FOR NEITHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES... THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD WILL BE BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES!" By the end of the prophecy Harry was shouting and the Dark Lord was shaking his head.
"Your lying. You have no power that I don't know of and you are not my equal. ADVADA KEDAVRA!"
Harry jumped then twisted out of the way of two more of the killing curse. While in the air he sent another silent silver arrow and as he fell watched it bury itself in Voldemorts stomach. He fell hard on the ground and rolled as another curse was sent at him from the bleeding Voldemort. He jumped up and dashed around to Voldemorts back and stopped breathing heavily. He looked up to late to see three blood red daggers whistling through the air. He tried to twist out of the way but felt as one sliced trough his side and the other two buried themselves in his right shoulder and left thigh. The edges of his vision began to go dark as he fell kneeling to the ground. He could hear Voldemorts labored breathing and feel the thick blood fall down his arm and legs. Harry put a hand to the wound on his side as he fought the welcoming blackness. Just before he gave up pictures of people who died and of his friends flashed through his mind. He struggled to a standing position leaning heavily on his right leg. Blood dripped down the corner of his mouth as he spoke. "I will not let down those who believe in me! I will not let down all those who have fought and died for me! I WILL NOT LET THE PEOPLE WHO CARE ABOUT ME DOWN! I WILL END THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL!"
His wand dropped to the ground as he opened his mind. 'Please' he called silently to every witch and wizard in the world. 'Help me rid the world of the most terrifying evil. Help me make living peacefully together a reality. Just say these words: I believe. Hurry I don't have much time left.'
The two duelists stared into one anothers eyes. Neither moving, or talking, or even breathing just staring. Then millions of softly glowing orbs began to spin around Harry. He slipped his wings through the slits in his coat and opened them. He closed his eyes as the whorl wind whipped his coat and hair around him. He opened his eyes and the orbs stopped. They floated around his like stars in the sky. The each orbs flew into him. He screamed in agony as the orbs were absorbed by his body one by one. Within seconds the orbs were gone and Harry could be seen as he held his head up the pain written in his every feature.
Voldemort began to laugh the cruel sound echoed through grounds as though hundreds were laughing; but it was just him. He stopped when he saw Harry point his index finger from his right hand at him. Harrys eyes and right arm cackled with power.
Harrys eyes were streaming tears dripped from his face. He lifted his left hand to his face, he hadn't cried in years. He turned his eyes back to Voldemort who had begun to laugh again. His face hardened as screamed out his final spell. "ADVADA KEDARVA." Black energy shot through the air and impacted Voldemort. White light began to pour form his body as the spell ripped apart his body and soul.
Harry fell to the ground failing to notice the four dancing white lights break apart from what was left of Voldemorts body. His little wolf started across the battlefield, The dark Phoenix soaring over head. The Phoenix landed next to his injured side just as the wolf cub ran up. His stroked the soft fur of his four-legged companion as the Phoenix lay its head on the open wound. The white lights continued to dance, but much closer to the ground this time.
Harry sighed as the pain left his side. "Thanks Hecate." He turned to the young cub as she bit him on the tip of the finger. He laughed, and the lights flew to the ground and shivered. "You to Selene. I couldn't have done it without your extra boost." He winced as Hecate yanked the dagger out of his leg, then sighed. As the Phoenix's tears healed his leg he wrapped hi free hand around the other dagger. He yanked hard and let out a soft yelp as the dagger ripped out of the wound and setteled into his hand.
He threw it to the ground. He turned around after seeing lights bounce off the blood red dagger. The lights disappeared and Harry blinked. From inside three of the lights three people had formed. Inside the forth as small flower. Without warning Hecate swooped over and picked the flower, then vered around and dropped it in his lap. Harry picked it up and held it up to the moon. It was a beautiful Lily. Crimson red with thin silver threads dripping from the petals. He then turned the bodys that lay four feet from him.
He hesitently got up and took four steps then stared at what he found. It was two men and a lady. Tears filled his eyes as they began to stir. "Mum, Dad, Sirius." But then he began to back away. He thought back to the prophacy. It said the victor would leave. He stared uncertainly at the Lily in his hand. 'This is my chance to live a life without being the famous Harry Potter. I won't get to spend time with my family but, I think this is what I wanted the entire time. Just to get away...'
A loud 'crack' filled the silent battlefield, a black feather fell to the ground as the savior of the wizarding world disappeared. The three adults' eyes snapped open at the sound and they blinked in surprise. They sat up and stared at one another before sirius burst out crying and grabbed his best friend and his wife into a three-way hug. They cried and rocked together as the long thought deceased couple and convicted murderer were reunited. Lilys eyes however scanned the darkness for her son. But she knew she wouldn't find him. She shook her head and stood bringing the two friends with her. James put his arm around her waist as sirius threw his arm overJames' shoulder. They walked away from the battlefield reunited but still missing one black haird boy with a lightening shaped scar.
Ok prologue Done!!! Chapter ones comin'. I don't know how long it will be but it will come. Please R & R I need to know what yah'all think.
In the softly lite doorway of Hogwarts stood a figure cloaked in shadows while everything around him was bathed in moonlight. Robes of darkness whipped around his unmoving form. The wind blew untidy hair as dark as the midnight hour away to show a lightening bolt shaped scar glowing with hidden power. Emotionless emerald orbs cut through the misty darkness as he scanned the rows of silent figures. The candle from the hallway blew out leaving only his eyes to pierce the inky black night. His voice was soft as he spoke but his words wove their way to every ear there. "I said we would fight at midnight, winter solstice of my eighteenth year. It is not yet that time and I have been summoned? Clearly the dark lord has forgotten the honor that all wizards, good and bad; share!"
A hissing voice came from the shadows. "No young masster! He hasss not forgotten your agreement. He hass waited to long to forget hisss honor. Thiss path will lead you sstrait to the evil one. The fight will not begin until winter ssolssticce has officcially come." A shadowy snake hissed from the sidelines. It hesitated then began to speak again. "Pleasse young one. You have sseen many thingss a child your age sshould not which provesss you are no child. I beg you to help the ssnakess that the evil one hass captured. Your reward will be a rare and powerful ssnake. Sshe isss all alone now and we wish for you to care for her." The hissing voice faded into the shadows as the form disappeared.
A small white wolf cub with three tails walked through the doorway. A phoenix in various shades of blue flew through the door and perched on its shoulder both turned glowing black eyes on their master. Without turning he silently called to him. They walked as shadows beside him. They were silent as their young master fell into the past eyes going dark with memories.
*Flashback*
Harry stared at Dumbeldore. "I... I'm a what?"
Dumbeldore sighed and sat down. He looked at Harry his eyes showing the strain of the past four years. His eyes were still intense but they no longer twinkled. His mouth seemed to always be drawn down in a frown. His eyes closed then snapped open again like he felt he was going to miss something important. "Let me explain. Your father came from very long line of what's known as raven-veela's. This race skips every other generation. Which means you will inherit since your father did not. They are most commonly known as shadow walkers. They have many abilities and differences from regular humans. Such as they have large black wings. They also have very strong mind magic. They are known as shadow walkers because they are so fast them seem to blend in with the very shadows. They also have sharper eye sight and larger canine teeth. They can usually be distinguished by their dark eyes and hair." Dumbeldore paused for a moment and let the information sink in before continuing.
"Your mother on the other hand was an Elve."
"Uh... sir don't you mean elf?" Harry asked hesitantly.
Dumbeldore chuckled. "No. Elves and Elfs are two different races. Elfs are known better as tree dwarves. No, your mother was the Princess of The Forest Elves. Elves are abnormally tall, full blooded Elves usually grow to just under eight feet. They have light eyes and hair but some, like your mother end up with a rich red color for hair. Other physical characteristics are pointed ears, which enhance their hearing; and very long hair. They have instinctive protection spells and are very good with wandless magic." Dumbeldore sighed again and looked at the closed faced Boy in front. He had seen so much death in the war that he had severed all ties with everyone. He didn't even fight with Draco Malfoy anymore. It was like the only thing that existed in the world was Voldemort and he was determined to be the last one standing. He was slowly wasting away.
"The winter Solstice of your eighteenth year will be your 'Inheritance' or the day that you receive the characteristics of both races. I thought that with this power boost you should be able to once and for all defeat the dark lord."
Harry glanced up with cold eyes. "Thank you for informing me."
*End Flashback*
The clock began to strike the midnight hour and Harry stopped two inches from the spot he and Voldemort were to have the final battle. The night rushed through his body, filling his very heart with the darkness it so sweetly offered. The change of his Inheritance took over at the third strike. He began to glow as the unlimited power of the night filled him on the sixth strike. The skin on his back ripped as black wings made their presence known on the eighth strike. The transformation was complete at the eleventh strike. He took the last step to his destiny as the clock struck twelve.
He whipped the glasses off his face and smashed them into the ground. The black leather coat he had folded under his left arm swung over his back and almost to the ground as he slipped his arms into the sleeves. His eyes scanned the darkness, looking for the person who had taken away his humanity. His eyes stopped on a patch of unusual blackness. He narrowed his eyes to mere slits and pushed aside the darkness to find a surprised Voldemort. The Dark Lords Crimson eyes widened when his veil was forced away from him.
"So" Came his velvety parsltounge from the shadows. "You learned a few new tricks." A forked tongue slipped through his lips then retreated to his mouth.
Harry smirked and fell into another memory.
*Flashback*
"You tried to keep this prophecy from me. Just like the other one. But this one, why didn't you want me to know about this one." Harry smirked at the three adults in front of him. A distraught Dumbeldore, a surprised McGonagel, and a happy Snape.
Snape glanced at the paper he held in his hand and slowly held it out to Harry. "Just thought you deserved to know all about yourself... Harry." Snape looked into Harrys eyes and saw not James but Harry for the very first time.
Harry showed no sign that anything was different about the way Snape was treating him but took the paper from his teachers outstretched hand. He looked at the paper then bean gleefully read it as loud as he possible could.
"The heir of Hogwarts will be born the last heir of the true Hogwarts four... His life will begin and end with the death of the false Slytherin
heir... All will know his name and fear his enemy... All who think they know him only know his shell... Only the one who truly needs him knows of
the hell that lies beneath the surface...The last heir of Hogwarts will begin his eternal life when the False heir of Slytherin is killed by his
own hands..."
Harry looked emotionlessly up from the paper. Only the fire in his eyes betrayed his anger. "Is there something else you know about me that you have kept hidden? Hmm or is this the last bit? I can't hear you." His voice was a deadly whisper. The entire great hall was silent. Harry looked again very closely at the paper then snapped his head up and glared at Dumbeldore.
"I can't believe it. You, even now are trying to keep Me from who I am. I can see you tried to conceal this last part." He sharply cleared his throat and without looking down his voice growing louder with each word he began to recite.
"The winner of the fight between the last heir and the ultimate Evil will disappear without a trace... But will never leave the streets of London... And will haunt all those who wronged him... the last heir will find his eternal power in the dark of the night and in the hearts of all those who believe in him... *End flashback*
Harry opened his eyes and looked at his longtime enemy. Then closed his eyes and let go of his restraints on his power. The courtyard exploded with power. The shadows for miles flew to Harry. The grounds lite up without the shadows to darken them. Waves of darkness flowed from Harrys body as the shadows fused with him. He opened his eyes to show two glowing orbs from the middle of the black cloud of darkness.
"I'd like to welcome you to the beginning of the end, and the birth of the Last True heir of Hogwarts." Harrys hissed in his own silvery parsltongue from the center of the cloud. "Lets dance." He whipped his wand out from his jacket and held it at an angle to his right side. He watched as Voldemort whipped his own wand out and prepared to duel.
Both kept their eyes on one another as they slowly circled. The courtyards darkness followed Harry closely, but did not hide him from view. Suddenly Voldemort struck out beginning the duel. "Advada kadavra" Harry moved his head to the side and felt the curse pass by him.. "You boy will pay for all the years that you failed to die. You will pay for your insolence. ADVADA KADAVRA!"
Harry jumped out the way of the spell and narrowed his eyes. Parsltongue flowed sikly over his lips and into the cool night. "So be it. Let the games begin.!" The courtyard was once again flooded with inky darkness. Harrys power pushed at voldemort who glanced around trying to find out which direction harry would coming from. Voldemort heard a noise and moved just in time for a silver spell in the shape of an arrow to graze his cheek. Laughter came from all around him as the small cut began to bleed green blood.
"So you do bleed. Your not immortal. Just have to kill both body, and soul. That shouldn't be to hard if you can't see me. Come on, the great Dark Lord who everyone is so afraid of they won't even speak his name can't find lil' old me? Have you gone soft in the thirteen years of being bodyless?"
Harrys watched in amusment as his opponent became livid with hatred. He smirked deciding to have a little fun while he couldn't be seen. "You know that prophecy you wanted so badly about three years ago that I smashed. Wanna' hear the entire thing?" Harry stopped right in front of voldemort and stuck his face in Voldemorts surprised one. He began to hiss as he slowly backed up. "THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROCHES... BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES... AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL BUT HE WILL HAVE A POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT... AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HANDS OF THE OTHER FOR NEITHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES... THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD WILL BE BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES!" By the end of the prophecy Harry was shouting and the Dark Lord was shaking his head.
"Your lying. You have no power that I don't know of and you are not my equal. ADVADA KEDAVRA!"
Harry jumped then twisted out of the way of two more of the killing curse. While in the air he sent another silent silver arrow and as he fell watched it bury itself in Voldemorts stomach. He fell hard on the ground and rolled as another curse was sent at him from the bleeding Voldemort. He jumped up and dashed around to Voldemorts back and stopped breathing heavily. He looked up to late to see three blood red daggers whistling through the air. He tried to twist out of the way but felt as one sliced trough his side and the other two buried themselves in his right shoulder and left thigh. The edges of his vision began to go dark as he fell kneeling to the ground. He could hear Voldemorts labored breathing and feel the thick blood fall down his arm and legs. Harry put a hand to the wound on his side as he fought the welcoming blackness. Just before he gave up pictures of people who died and of his friends flashed through his mind. He struggled to a standing position leaning heavily on his right leg. Blood dripped down the corner of his mouth as he spoke. "I will not let down those who believe in me! I will not let down all those who have fought and died for me! I WILL NOT LET THE PEOPLE WHO CARE ABOUT ME DOWN! I WILL END THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL!"
His wand dropped to the ground as he opened his mind. 'Please' he called silently to every witch and wizard in the world. 'Help me rid the world of the most terrifying evil. Help me make living peacefully together a reality. Just say these words: I believe. Hurry I don't have much time left.'
The two duelists stared into one anothers eyes. Neither moving, or talking, or even breathing just staring. Then millions of softly glowing orbs began to spin around Harry. He slipped his wings through the slits in his coat and opened them. He closed his eyes as the whorl wind whipped his coat and hair around him. He opened his eyes and the orbs stopped. They floated around his like stars in the sky. The each orbs flew into him. He screamed in agony as the orbs were absorbed by his body one by one. Within seconds the orbs were gone and Harry could be seen as he held his head up the pain written in his every feature.
Voldemort began to laugh the cruel sound echoed through grounds as though hundreds were laughing; but it was just him. He stopped when he saw Harry point his index finger from his right hand at him. Harrys eyes and right arm cackled with power.
Harrys eyes were streaming tears dripped from his face. He lifted his left hand to his face, he hadn't cried in years. He turned his eyes back to Voldemort who had begun to laugh again. His face hardened as screamed out his final spell. "ADVADA KEDARVA." Black energy shot through the air and impacted Voldemort. White light began to pour form his body as the spell ripped apart his body and soul.
Harry fell to the ground failing to notice the four dancing white lights break apart from what was left of Voldemorts body. His little wolf started across the battlefield, The dark Phoenix soaring over head. The Phoenix landed next to his injured side just as the wolf cub ran up. His stroked the soft fur of his four-legged companion as the Phoenix lay its head on the open wound. The white lights continued to dance, but much closer to the ground this time.
Harry sighed as the pain left his side. "Thanks Hecate." He turned to the young cub as she bit him on the tip of the finger. He laughed, and the lights flew to the ground and shivered. "You to Selene. I couldn't have done it without your extra boost." He winced as Hecate yanked the dagger out of his leg, then sighed. As the Phoenix's tears healed his leg he wrapped hi free hand around the other dagger. He yanked hard and let out a soft yelp as the dagger ripped out of the wound and setteled into his hand.
He threw it to the ground. He turned around after seeing lights bounce off the blood red dagger. The lights disappeared and Harry blinked. From inside three of the lights three people had formed. Inside the forth as small flower. Without warning Hecate swooped over and picked the flower, then vered around and dropped it in his lap. Harry picked it up and held it up to the moon. It was a beautiful Lily. Crimson red with thin silver threads dripping from the petals. He then turned the bodys that lay four feet from him.
He hesitently got up and took four steps then stared at what he found. It was two men and a lady. Tears filled his eyes as they began to stir. "Mum, Dad, Sirius." But then he began to back away. He thought back to the prophacy. It said the victor would leave. He stared uncertainly at the Lily in his hand. 'This is my chance to live a life without being the famous Harry Potter. I won't get to spend time with my family but, I think this is what I wanted the entire time. Just to get away...'
A loud 'crack' filled the silent battlefield, a black feather fell to the ground as the savior of the wizarding world disappeared. The three adults' eyes snapped open at the sound and they blinked in surprise. They sat up and stared at one another before sirius burst out crying and grabbed his best friend and his wife into a three-way hug. They cried and rocked together as the long thought deceased couple and convicted murderer were reunited. Lilys eyes however scanned the darkness for her son. But she knew she wouldn't find him. She shook her head and stood bringing the two friends with her. James put his arm around her waist as sirius threw his arm overJames' shoulder. They walked away from the battlefield reunited but still missing one black haird boy with a lightening shaped scar.
Ok prologue Done!!! Chapter ones comin'. I don't know how long it will be but it will come. Please R & R I need to know what yah'all think.