Remembrance
By: Desiree Conway
Chapter One: Erased! Birth/Rebirth: The Golden Trio
"If I could fall, into the sky, do you think time would pass me by? Cause
you know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see you...tonight."
--Vanessa Carlton
Okay guys...this is a rewrite because I needed to put in something that would
make more sense in the story. So enjoy it!
DEDICATION: To Ryan Gordon: the first person to make me have butterflies in
a very long time.
"Sirius maybe you should think this over."
"I don't remember asking you to be here Remus!" Sirius Black yelled, he turned to his best friend, "What are you waiting for James? Do it damnit!"
Tears in his hazel eyes, James Potter held his wand pointed at his friend, hand shaking. Sirius just stood in front of him stoically.
Remus Lupin stepped up and put a hand on Sirius's shoulder. "Padfoot, think about what you're doing." He said quietly.
"Don't you dare pull a Dumbledore Remus!" roared Sirius, "None of you can possibly understand how I feel right now. And I told James to do it because I didn't want to be treated like a fucking child!" he ignored the looks on his four best friends faces and continued, staring fixedly at James's wand. "James, you and Lily have each other still. You have to understand how I feel. You have to. I loved her. I still love her. How would you react if Lily were suddenly taken from you? How would you feel if you never saw her again?" (At this statement James's fist—the one that was not holding his wand—clenched. Lily gently squeezed his shoulder) Remus, you and Peter have not found someone. Therefore right now, I could give a rat's ass what you think I should do. (Remus looked slightly taken aback, then shook his head and sighed. Peter just whimpered.) Everyone is always telling me that I am being rash and to think before I act, but it's all bullshit! James either you do it or I will!"
James sighed, not knowing what to say in the face of his best friend's agony was killing him, but Sirius was right. He did not really understand Sirius's pain, and he knew that he would not be able to live without Lily. He had loved her for so long.
"You can still change your mind about this Padfoot." Whispered Lily.
"You can remember her." Peter spoke up timidly.
"JAMES!" Sirius roared.
There was no turning back. Sirius was stubborn and even James could not change his mind when he got like this. He took a deep breath and looked squarely at his best friend. His brother in all but blood.
"I hope you are able to live with your decision Sirius." James said.
"James," said Sirius through clenched teeth, "enough now."
James nodded. "Alright." He looked at his friends; faces tear streaked and sad, and then at Sirius, face solemn and resolute. He grimaced. "Everyone stand back." He ordered. Remus, Lily, and Peter spread out around the confining space of the Shrieking Shack and looked on. "Alright Sirius, think about what you want to forget, and concentrate ONLY on that."
"That won't be hard." Sirius snorted bitterly.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
James extended his wand, held firmly in his hand and his arm straight and firm.
"OBLIVIATE!" Yelled James and his voice did not even falter.
The last thing Sirius would remember would be a husky young woman's voice whispering, "I love you Sirius."
The sounds of a woman screaming in pain reached the ears of a pacing man. Frantically he tried to go to the sound, but a firm hand stopped him.
"Relax John. She's having a baby, not being tortured."
"Same thing." Remarked a pretty, brown haired woman who was sitting in one of the hard plastic chairs in the waiting room, reading a magazine. She calmly flipped through it, ignoring the looks on the faces of her husband and the nervous father-to-be he was trying to console.
Her husband-Eric was his name-was about to make a retort at his wife when the screaming finally stopped.
Everyone froze.
John stopped pacing, Anna put down her magazine, and Eric simply stood still. All three waited with bated breath.
The doctor came out, followed by the nurse, both of which were beaming.
"Mr. Granger?" inquired the doctor. John stepped forward, the other two hot on his heels. "Yes?"
The doctor chuckled at the nervousness in the man's voice. He understood well, for he was a father of three. "Congratulations. You are the father of a beautiful baby girl."
John nearly fainted then and there, but Anna stopped him. "Come on you, let's go see your creation. With your ego I know you are dying to see how perfect she is."
John grinned at his sister in-law and followed the doctor and nurse into the delivery room.
Once inside, John's heart nearly burst with joy. His wife, Sarah, was looking lovingly down at the tiniest little bundle he had ever seen. He stepped forward.
"Sarah?"
She looked up at him and her smile made him catch his breath. She was glowing. No other word could accurately describe her. She beckoned him forward.
"Come meet your daughter." John looked down and tears formed in his eyes. She was so precious. And so small. And so fragile. Immediately a fierce feeling of protectiveness flooded over him, and did not go away. He shook his head slightly, and held out his arms.
Sarah tenderly placed the little girl in her father's arms and he grinned. "What did you want to name her Sar?" he asked.
"I was reading about Hermes, the messenger of the Greek gods. That's what she is I think. A messenger from God. I was thinking Hermione."
John smiled. Sarah had always been fascinated by Greek mythology. "Hermione it is then." He looked lovingly at his daughter. "Welcome to the world Hermione Granger."
A few months later in that very same hospital another new mother tenderly held her baby son in her arms, her husband looking fondly down at them; however, there was sadness in both their eyes that should not have been there.
"He's so perfect isn't he? And he looks just like you James."
James Potter smiled as he observed the sleeping boy with messy, dark hair. "Just what you needed huh Lils? Another me."
Lily Evans Potter grinned. "Well if he's anything like you, the woman he marries will despise him at first."
James's face grew serious. "Lily, I have always loved you. And my love grows every single day."
"James..." she closed her eyes as James kissed her gently. She sighed when he pulled away, looking back down at her son. "James, I wish that he could have been born in a better situation. In a better world, but I will do everything in my power to protect him. Voldemort and the Death Eaters won't ever EVER lay their filthy hands on him!"
"Hey, it's okay. Besides, with Sirius as our secret keeper Voldemort will never know where we are. We'll be safe. And once this is all over our son will grow up safe. As well as the best damn Quidditch player Hogwarts and the world has ever seen! After all, how can't he? He has me as his father."
Lily laughed. "Well, well, well...still as arrogant as always love."
"Well it's a fact." James shrugged. Lily merely shook her head.
"Hey James, you know what I was thinking?"
"What?"
"That this is the year she will be born. If she hasn't been already."
"You're right." Said James sadly. "And Sirius won't even know."
"You did the right thing in the end. Think about how he would have felt to know that she is only a baby? That he is already years older than her. They are no longer the same age and never will be again."
"I know...but still....there had to have been another way. Oh, Lily if I lost you I still don't know if I could bear to remember you. I couldn't live without you and I would be so empty."
"I think in the end, that you would choose to remember me. Especially if I told you too." She added with a wink.
James gave her a small smile and held out his arms for his son. She handed him over and observed the two most important people in her life with a powerful feeling of love. She briefly wished that her parents and even Petunia could be here, but with the way things were, she did not want to endanger her family. They would not know in the least what to do.
Suddenly, the door burst open and in came Sirius, Remus, and somewhat less dramatically, Peter.
"Prongs you old scamp!" cried Sirius, clapping his best friend on the shoulder. "Let's see the little one!" He took a look at the little boy, his godson he thought with love and pride, and grinned. "James, you must've had a whole lotta fun making this guy."
"Sirius!" shouted Lily, blushing furiously. The boys burst out laughing. James winked at his wife. "Sure did Padfoot."
Remus stepped forward to look at him. "He looks just like you James." He remarked, smiling. James grinned and handed the baby over to Sirius. "That's my boy."
"What's his name?" asked Sirius as he gently rocked the boy.
James and Lily looked at each other. "You pick Lily." Said James. "I'll pick the next one." He winked again.
Lily groaned. "If you think I am going to let you touch me after what I just went through, think again."
"Don't listen to her guys. She had just as much fun making this little bun as I did."
"JAMES POTTER!" Lily yelled, waking the baby who started to wail.
Laughter rang out to mix with the baby's crying.
"He is all yours Red," said Sirius, handing him back to his mother. The baby quieted instantly.
"As for a name," Lily said, somewhat coolly, I was thinking..."she smiled softly, "Harry. Harry James Potter."
James looked at her and whispered: "Why Harry?"
"It was a name a dear friend liked. And somehow it just fit." James's eyes filled with tears. "It's perfect Lils. Perfect."
Remus and Sirius smiled, nobody noticed Peter shifting uncomfortably.
"Let's make a pact." Said Sirius, "Right here, right now. That we will be the Marauders forever."
"Hey we even have a new member," said Remus with a nod towards Harry.
"Oh no. Between you four's influence this boy will never behave!"
"Your point being Red?" said Sirius. Lily shook her head. He looked at his friends and stuck his hand out. James, Remus, and Peter each placed their hands on top of his. At the same time the all said: "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!"
James looked at his wife who was smiling at them. He looked at his son who was looking intently back at him with Lily's emerald eyes. He grinned. "Harry Potter..." said James, rolling the name on his tongue. "Something tells me he is going to do some great things."
A red haired woman sat with the newest addition to her quite large family and sighed. It was another mouth to feed and her and her husband and five other children were barely scraping by. Still, as she looked at the squirming bundle with bright red hair, she couldn't help but smile and the same love she felt for all of her children burned fierce and true for this one as well. Her husband saw her worried look and took her hand.
"Don't worry Molly. We'll manage. I think I am due for a raise soon. Fudge keeps promising me one anyways. We'll be able to feed him. And all the rest of our family."
"Arthur, I'm more worried about the state of things. I fear for all our babies."
"Molly we will be fine. I've already talked to Dumbledore. He said himself that if we needed anything, extra protection or anything, he will help. He's a great man. He will help us, even if no one else will. All you have to do is help me come up with a name for our newest one."
Molly smiled and stared at her youngest son. "How about we name one of our boys after you dear?"
Arthur Weasley grinned and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't think so Molly. I think it would get too confusing." He scratched his chin. "I had an Uncle Ronald once. He died a long time ago but he was always my favorite. I think he would really like it if there was another Ronald Weasley running about the place."
Molly Weasley thought about it. "You know, I like it. I like it a lot." She looked at her son, trying to see how the name would fit. It didn't take long for her to familiarize herself with the name and her son. It was as if he had told him what he wanted to be named.
"Ronald Weasley it is then." She said. Arthur smiled and gently stuck his finger towards his son. The little boy reached for it and grasped tightly to his father's outstretched finger.
"Arthur Weasley. Please to meet you Ronald."
By: Desiree Conway
Chapter One: Erased! Birth/Rebirth: The Golden Trio
"If I could fall, into the sky, do you think time would pass me by? Cause
you know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see you...tonight."
--Vanessa Carlton
Okay guys...this is a rewrite because I needed to put in something that would
make more sense in the story. So enjoy it!
DEDICATION: To Ryan Gordon: the first person to make me have butterflies in
a very long time.
"Sirius maybe you should think this over."
"I don't remember asking you to be here Remus!" Sirius Black yelled, he turned to his best friend, "What are you waiting for James? Do it damnit!"
Tears in his hazel eyes, James Potter held his wand pointed at his friend, hand shaking. Sirius just stood in front of him stoically.
Remus Lupin stepped up and put a hand on Sirius's shoulder. "Padfoot, think about what you're doing." He said quietly.
"Don't you dare pull a Dumbledore Remus!" roared Sirius, "None of you can possibly understand how I feel right now. And I told James to do it because I didn't want to be treated like a fucking child!" he ignored the looks on his four best friends faces and continued, staring fixedly at James's wand. "James, you and Lily have each other still. You have to understand how I feel. You have to. I loved her. I still love her. How would you react if Lily were suddenly taken from you? How would you feel if you never saw her again?" (At this statement James's fist—the one that was not holding his wand—clenched. Lily gently squeezed his shoulder) Remus, you and Peter have not found someone. Therefore right now, I could give a rat's ass what you think I should do. (Remus looked slightly taken aback, then shook his head and sighed. Peter just whimpered.) Everyone is always telling me that I am being rash and to think before I act, but it's all bullshit! James either you do it or I will!"
James sighed, not knowing what to say in the face of his best friend's agony was killing him, but Sirius was right. He did not really understand Sirius's pain, and he knew that he would not be able to live without Lily. He had loved her for so long.
"You can still change your mind about this Padfoot." Whispered Lily.
"You can remember her." Peter spoke up timidly.
"JAMES!" Sirius roared.
There was no turning back. Sirius was stubborn and even James could not change his mind when he got like this. He took a deep breath and looked squarely at his best friend. His brother in all but blood.
"I hope you are able to live with your decision Sirius." James said.
"James," said Sirius through clenched teeth, "enough now."
James nodded. "Alright." He looked at his friends; faces tear streaked and sad, and then at Sirius, face solemn and resolute. He grimaced. "Everyone stand back." He ordered. Remus, Lily, and Peter spread out around the confining space of the Shrieking Shack and looked on. "Alright Sirius, think about what you want to forget, and concentrate ONLY on that."
"That won't be hard." Sirius snorted bitterly.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
James extended his wand, held firmly in his hand and his arm straight and firm.
"OBLIVIATE!" Yelled James and his voice did not even falter.
The last thing Sirius would remember would be a husky young woman's voice whispering, "I love you Sirius."
The sounds of a woman screaming in pain reached the ears of a pacing man. Frantically he tried to go to the sound, but a firm hand stopped him.
"Relax John. She's having a baby, not being tortured."
"Same thing." Remarked a pretty, brown haired woman who was sitting in one of the hard plastic chairs in the waiting room, reading a magazine. She calmly flipped through it, ignoring the looks on the faces of her husband and the nervous father-to-be he was trying to console.
Her husband-Eric was his name-was about to make a retort at his wife when the screaming finally stopped.
Everyone froze.
John stopped pacing, Anna put down her magazine, and Eric simply stood still. All three waited with bated breath.
The doctor came out, followed by the nurse, both of which were beaming.
"Mr. Granger?" inquired the doctor. John stepped forward, the other two hot on his heels. "Yes?"
The doctor chuckled at the nervousness in the man's voice. He understood well, for he was a father of three. "Congratulations. You are the father of a beautiful baby girl."
John nearly fainted then and there, but Anna stopped him. "Come on you, let's go see your creation. With your ego I know you are dying to see how perfect she is."
John grinned at his sister in-law and followed the doctor and nurse into the delivery room.
Once inside, John's heart nearly burst with joy. His wife, Sarah, was looking lovingly down at the tiniest little bundle he had ever seen. He stepped forward.
"Sarah?"
She looked up at him and her smile made him catch his breath. She was glowing. No other word could accurately describe her. She beckoned him forward.
"Come meet your daughter." John looked down and tears formed in his eyes. She was so precious. And so small. And so fragile. Immediately a fierce feeling of protectiveness flooded over him, and did not go away. He shook his head slightly, and held out his arms.
Sarah tenderly placed the little girl in her father's arms and he grinned. "What did you want to name her Sar?" he asked.
"I was reading about Hermes, the messenger of the Greek gods. That's what she is I think. A messenger from God. I was thinking Hermione."
John smiled. Sarah had always been fascinated by Greek mythology. "Hermione it is then." He looked lovingly at his daughter. "Welcome to the world Hermione Granger."
A few months later in that very same hospital another new mother tenderly held her baby son in her arms, her husband looking fondly down at them; however, there was sadness in both their eyes that should not have been there.
"He's so perfect isn't he? And he looks just like you James."
James Potter smiled as he observed the sleeping boy with messy, dark hair. "Just what you needed huh Lils? Another me."
Lily Evans Potter grinned. "Well if he's anything like you, the woman he marries will despise him at first."
James's face grew serious. "Lily, I have always loved you. And my love grows every single day."
"James..." she closed her eyes as James kissed her gently. She sighed when he pulled away, looking back down at her son. "James, I wish that he could have been born in a better situation. In a better world, but I will do everything in my power to protect him. Voldemort and the Death Eaters won't ever EVER lay their filthy hands on him!"
"Hey, it's okay. Besides, with Sirius as our secret keeper Voldemort will never know where we are. We'll be safe. And once this is all over our son will grow up safe. As well as the best damn Quidditch player Hogwarts and the world has ever seen! After all, how can't he? He has me as his father."
Lily laughed. "Well, well, well...still as arrogant as always love."
"Well it's a fact." James shrugged. Lily merely shook her head.
"Hey James, you know what I was thinking?"
"What?"
"That this is the year she will be born. If she hasn't been already."
"You're right." Said James sadly. "And Sirius won't even know."
"You did the right thing in the end. Think about how he would have felt to know that she is only a baby? That he is already years older than her. They are no longer the same age and never will be again."
"I know...but still....there had to have been another way. Oh, Lily if I lost you I still don't know if I could bear to remember you. I couldn't live without you and I would be so empty."
"I think in the end, that you would choose to remember me. Especially if I told you too." She added with a wink.
James gave her a small smile and held out his arms for his son. She handed him over and observed the two most important people in her life with a powerful feeling of love. She briefly wished that her parents and even Petunia could be here, but with the way things were, she did not want to endanger her family. They would not know in the least what to do.
Suddenly, the door burst open and in came Sirius, Remus, and somewhat less dramatically, Peter.
"Prongs you old scamp!" cried Sirius, clapping his best friend on the shoulder. "Let's see the little one!" He took a look at the little boy, his godson he thought with love and pride, and grinned. "James, you must've had a whole lotta fun making this guy."
"Sirius!" shouted Lily, blushing furiously. The boys burst out laughing. James winked at his wife. "Sure did Padfoot."
Remus stepped forward to look at him. "He looks just like you James." He remarked, smiling. James grinned and handed the baby over to Sirius. "That's my boy."
"What's his name?" asked Sirius as he gently rocked the boy.
James and Lily looked at each other. "You pick Lily." Said James. "I'll pick the next one." He winked again.
Lily groaned. "If you think I am going to let you touch me after what I just went through, think again."
"Don't listen to her guys. She had just as much fun making this little bun as I did."
"JAMES POTTER!" Lily yelled, waking the baby who started to wail.
Laughter rang out to mix with the baby's crying.
"He is all yours Red," said Sirius, handing him back to his mother. The baby quieted instantly.
"As for a name," Lily said, somewhat coolly, I was thinking..."she smiled softly, "Harry. Harry James Potter."
James looked at her and whispered: "Why Harry?"
"It was a name a dear friend liked. And somehow it just fit." James's eyes filled with tears. "It's perfect Lils. Perfect."
Remus and Sirius smiled, nobody noticed Peter shifting uncomfortably.
"Let's make a pact." Said Sirius, "Right here, right now. That we will be the Marauders forever."
"Hey we even have a new member," said Remus with a nod towards Harry.
"Oh no. Between you four's influence this boy will never behave!"
"Your point being Red?" said Sirius. Lily shook her head. He looked at his friends and stuck his hand out. James, Remus, and Peter each placed their hands on top of his. At the same time the all said: "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!"
James looked at his wife who was smiling at them. He looked at his son who was looking intently back at him with Lily's emerald eyes. He grinned. "Harry Potter..." said James, rolling the name on his tongue. "Something tells me he is going to do some great things."
A red haired woman sat with the newest addition to her quite large family and sighed. It was another mouth to feed and her and her husband and five other children were barely scraping by. Still, as she looked at the squirming bundle with bright red hair, she couldn't help but smile and the same love she felt for all of her children burned fierce and true for this one as well. Her husband saw her worried look and took her hand.
"Don't worry Molly. We'll manage. I think I am due for a raise soon. Fudge keeps promising me one anyways. We'll be able to feed him. And all the rest of our family."
"Arthur, I'm more worried about the state of things. I fear for all our babies."
"Molly we will be fine. I've already talked to Dumbledore. He said himself that if we needed anything, extra protection or anything, he will help. He's a great man. He will help us, even if no one else will. All you have to do is help me come up with a name for our newest one."
Molly smiled and stared at her youngest son. "How about we name one of our boys after you dear?"
Arthur Weasley grinned and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't think so Molly. I think it would get too confusing." He scratched his chin. "I had an Uncle Ronald once. He died a long time ago but he was always my favorite. I think he would really like it if there was another Ronald Weasley running about the place."
Molly Weasley thought about it. "You know, I like it. I like it a lot." She looked at her son, trying to see how the name would fit. It didn't take long for her to familiarize herself with the name and her son. It was as if he had told him what he wanted to be named.
"Ronald Weasley it is then." She said. Arthur smiled and gently stuck his finger towards his son. The little boy reached for it and grasped tightly to his father's outstretched finger.
"Arthur Weasley. Please to meet you Ronald."