Chapter Title: The Fallen Hero
Author name: Lilly Potter
Author e-mail: [email protected]
Category: Drama with tidbits of aghast
Rating: PG-13 for a little bit of violence and mild swearing
Spoilers: All of them I suppose
Summary: A spell by Voldemort sends Harry into an alternat reality where his parents lived, but Harry himself was killed on that fateful Halloween. Now Harry must deal with two grieving parents, a risen Voldemort and the life he was never allowed to have.
Distribution: Just ask. And put the site address in the e-mail
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. I created the Potter Children except for Harry and I also created Keri Weathers and Kally. I also do not own 'Jack and the Beanstalk' that was written by someone else, I'm not sure who.
A/N: I wrote this in a day, after I got rid of my writers block that I had with 'Past Adventure'. This is an AU fic. I don't think I've seen a story like this on ff.net, so if this is like anybody's story, I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional. In this world Peter isn't a traitor, Lily was pregnant that Halloween and the Potters never went into hiding. But other than that it's exactly the same as the world of the Harry Potter we know. If you have any question, e-mail me and if you want to be told about updates e-mail me or put it in your review.
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*October 31, 1981*
Lily Potter was a slim, red headed 23 year old, who had married her high school sweetheart; had their first child last year and another was on the way.
James Potter was also 23 with unruly black hair, dark blue eyes and was 6' 1". He was an Auror and worked with his best friends Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.
On that warm autumn afternoon Lily and James were sitting in their backyard watching Harry play in the backyard chasing a butterfly. Lily was leaning against James' chest as he leaned against the big oak tree. Lily was feeling contented and at peace but something at the back of her mind told her that something dangerous was about to happen, telling her to protect Harry.
"Lily, is something wrong?" James asked, bringing Lily from her thoughts. She smiled up at her husband and gave him a kiss, "No, nothing is wrong." James gave her a hard look, "I've known you since you were 11. I can tell when something is wrong." Lily's smile dimmed a bit, "I don't think it's anything major but I just have this feeling that something horrible is going to happen to Harry. I know I'm probably being silly but I just can't shake the feeling." James kissed her forehead, "It's all right, sweety. I'm sure there's nothing to be worried about but I'll talk to Dumbledore." Lily smiled up at him, "Thank you, I really apprec..." Her sentence was cut off when she cried out in pain. "Lily! What's wrong?" James almost shouted. Lily was breathing deeply but managed to answer, "Contraction!" James smiled, all thoughts of danger and Harry left his mind, "I'll go contact Sirius, Remus and Peter. Oh, Peter said he would watch Harry for us if this went into the night, so we don't have to worry." Lily smiled, still breathing deeply.
James helped Lily into the house where he sat her down onto the couch while James contacted his friend via the fireplace. Soon Peter, Sirius, Remus, Bella and Keri where all congregated in the living room. Sirius, noticing that James was about as able to give orders as a flobber worm, took charge, "OK, Peter you go and watch Harry. Remus, you try and get James into some sort of working order. Bella, can you go and get Lily's overnight bag and anything else she might need. Keri, you try and calm Lily down. When that's done, we can all, minus Peter, floo to St. Mungo's. All right, now move!" With the end of Sirius' big speech, everyone went about their respective tasks.
Fifteen minuets later, they were all gathered around the fireplace with the pot of floo powder. Peter and the giggling Harry were bidding them farewell as they, one by one, threw the powder into the fire and shouted, "St. Mungo's maternity ward!" then disappeared into the green flames. As soon as the last person was gone Peter turned to Harry and said, "So what shall we do. Should we go and have some milk and cookies?." Harry smiled and nodded his head vigorously, so Peter picked him up and carried him into the kitchen where they both sat at the table and had milk and peanut butter cookies.
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Lily was laying on one of the hospital beds, breathing deeply, something in the back of her mind telling her that in all the excitement she had forgotten something, something important. But as the fresh wave of pain took over her all thoughts left her head and she just concentrated on having the baby.
Outside Sirius was setting up a pool on what sex the baby would be and when it would be born. So far the bets had gone like this
Remus: Boy, 5:30 am, November 1st
Arabella: Boy, 10:15 pm, October 31st
Keri: Boy, 4:15pm, November 1st
Sirius: Boy, 1:15am November 1st
Peter: Girl, 11:51pm, October 31st (Sirius had collected Peter's bet before they had left)
Professor Trawnely had predicted that it would be a girl, the oldest in a family of 5. So naturally they had all bet it would be a boy, all except Peter, who had a feeling that she would be right about this one, so he had bet a girl. Sirius was laughing at James who had just escaped Lily who was in an incredible amount of pain so was hexing anyone who got near her. James had green hair and blue skin, "Reminds you of the old days, doesn't it, Prongs?" joked Sirius as Remus fixed him up. "I have never seen anyone in that much pain. Even with Harry, she was never in this much pain. It's amazing.... The nurse has sworn never to get near her again and Dr. Gregory said that in all his years of practice has he ever seen a woman in this much pain. And then she got her wand some how. It's incredible." Both Sirius and Remus were rolling on the floor at this point, unable to make any coherent speech. After a little while, James ventured back into the room and Remus, Sirius, Keri and Bella started a game of exploding snap.
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At Godric's Hollow, Peter and Harry were reading Harry's favorite book 'Jack and the Bean Stock' while they sat up in the big oak tree, "...and they all lived happily ever after. The end." Harry clapped his hands and shouted, ''gain!, 'gain!" Peter laughed, "Not right now, Harry. We should go and make you dinner. It's almost 6:15. I'm sure Lily wouldn't be pleased to learn that her little munchkin was in bed after 7:30. So what do you want for dinner?" Harry put on the most adorable 'thinking' look as he pondered the options. "Cookies!" he shouted at last, Peter laughed as he helped Harry out of the tree. "Lily would be even angrier if she found out that you had cookies for dinner. How about some Spaghetti-O's?" Harry's eyes lit up, "Spedios!" He shouted, "I'll take that as a yes." So Harry and Peter went into the kitchen and began to make the Spaghetti-O's.
After Harry had finished dinner and his bath. Peter put him to bed in his crib and read him 'Jack and the Bean Stock' for the fifth time that day. When Peter was sure Harry was asleep, he went downstairs and started to read the book that he had brought entitled, 'Great Wizards of the 18th Century'; which was surprisingly interesting. He had only been interrupted a few time by trick or treaters. After a couple of hours, Peter heard a thud from Harry's room, checking the clock as he past the mantle, it read 11:51, October 31st, 1981.
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Back at St. Mungo's , Lily had been deprived of her wand and given pain killers. James had joined the game of Exploding Snap while Lily rested. James was just about to win when the nurse (it was a different one than before) rushed out of the room, "Mr. Potter, it's time." James jumped up and rushed to the delivery room. About half an hour later, James came into the waiting room, "It's a girl. Talia Christine Potter, born at 11:51pm on October the 31st." They all rushed into the delivery room and saw the most adorable baby resting in Lily's arms. They all cooed at the little girl with the red tuft of hair and the deep blue eyes, not realizing that she was about to become the oldest Potter child.
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When Peter reached Harry's room, the most horrible sight met his eyes. Voldemort was standing at his crib, wand pointed at the sleeping form. "No!!!!" Screamed Peter as he lunged at Voldemort, hitting him in the stomach and knocking him over. Peter's scream had woken Harry up who promptly started to cry at the top of his lungs. "Be quite, you stupid child!" Voldemort shouted as he stood up and pointed his wand at Peter, "You care about this child so much? Well don't worry, he will be joining you soon. Say good bye to your stupid friend, Potter. Avada Kedavra!" Harry screamed as Peter fell over, dead. "Don't worry child, you will soon see your precious friend, Avada Kedavra!" A second emerald beam shot from Voldemort's wand. It hit Harry and he let out one ear splitting scream before he fell over dead. The beam reflected back to Voldemort and he disappeared, leaving a giant Dark Mark hovering over the house. It was still there when Lily and James returned home the next day, with the baby Talia, now the oldest of the Potter children.
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Lily had Harry's nursery hidden, only visiting it on Halloween and his Birthday. She made sure that no one would ever find out how Voldemort had met his downfall that night. She had everyone she knew swear that they would never tell her children about Harry. But in 1992 Voldemort rose again she started to have horrible nightmares that included Peter and Harry and Voldemort. But she had made a promise to herself that Harry would never become an icon, so when the reporters started to go to all the houses that had had a dark mark within the last few days of his reign, she lied and told them they (Lily and James) had just bought the house a few days before the event had occurred and that she and her husband had been celebrating the birth of their first child.
Neither parent knew that there was a spirit in the house that only the children heard. When Talia fell off her broomstick, hands caught her and placed her safely on the ground, whispering for his Tali to stay safe. When Alex got really angry with his parents, a whisper told him that everything would work out, that they would come to see reason. When the twins, Maria and Peter had gotten lost in the forest when the family had gone camping, a voice had guided 'his Ria and Peter' back to the site. The most exceptional of all, the children agreed, was when the ghost had rescued Rosemary from drowning when she was seven. He had asked Talia if 'my little Rose was OK?' the Guardian, as they all called him, helped all the children. He had even shown Davora, who was only five at the time, how to get into a secret room that was decorated like it had been meant for a baby boy. All five of the Children loved their ghost and when they asked him who he was he only said 'Harry"
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*June, 1995. Our reality*
Harry Potter hated his life. Sure he had great friends, people who loved him. He was incredibly popular and talented and he was rich. But what he didn't have were parents, siblings, people who could tell him stories about what he was like when he was four or six. Harry had Sirius and Professor Lupin but he wanted a normal life. He didn't want the most powerful dark wizard in history to be after him. He didn't want to have faced death five of six times before he was fifteen. All he wanted was a normal life. But that wasn't an option for Harry Potter. Oh no! Voldemort couldn't let that happen. He had to go and murder his parents. Sometimes Harry just wanted to scream, let out all the pent up frustration, the anger. But people could get hurt, just like Cedric had gotten hurt, just like his parents. It seemed that everybody he cared about got hurt. Ginny had almost died in her first year, everybody he knew was in danger because of Voldemort. As Harry drifted to sleep he thought, 'Sometimes I wish I had died that night instead of my parents;
*Harry's dream*
Harry was in a big dark slimy, cave-like, chamber. It had no windows and it seemed to have only one entrance that was a stone archway decorated with snakes. A throne sat at one end of the chamber. It was silver with snakes that had ruby eyes twining along the arms and legs of the chair. Voldemort was sitting on the red velvet seat. He was wearing black robes. He held a silver goblet studded with emeralds in his hand; an old red substance swirled in it's depths. His scarlet eyes glowed in the dim light that came from the fire situated in the middle of the room. The walls were lined with Death Eaters. Harry watched as the cowering form of Wormtail, clutching his silver arm, come up and reported that the Kresel family was dead and that the dark mark was in place. The chamber was filled with Voldemort's cold, evil laugh. "Very good, Wormtail. Snape! How is Hogwarts these days?" Another Death Eater came from somewhere close to the entrance, "Dumbledore has started to gather his forces. Fudge still does not believe that you have risen." Voldemort threw his goblet against the wall, sending some of the Death Eaters running, "That fool! I will make sure that he knows I am alive. Malfoy, Avery, Nott! Go and kill his family. Make sure you place the dark mark. Let the imbecile Fudge know I am alive. Well Snape, did you get me the Sniget eyes and the Runespoor venom?" Snape bowed at Voldemort's feet and handed Voldemort a small bundle, much to Harry's disgust. He sincerely hoped that Snape was a spy and not double crossing Dumbledor. "Excellent Severus! I can now finish the potion." Voldemort rose to his feet and walked over to the fire, conjuring a cauldron that already held an odd yellowish, oozing mixture. He then added a vile of something reddish-brown and some small things that looked like rubies. He started to chant in an odd language that Harry recognized as Parseltounge. The hissing filled the chamber. Harry listened to the words, "...send him to the place where his wish comes true." with those last words, Harry felt an odd sensation spreading from his heart, an odd tingling sensation that soon reached his fingers, and then with a sudden jerk, Harry was thrown forward into a black portal. He floated in a black oblivion for what seemed like hours but was only a few seconds. Harry felt a tug on his arm and he was sucked into unconsciousness.
Harry fell onto stone. It brought him back to reality with a jolt. He jumped up quickly and looked around him, trying to figure out where he was. It was a stone corridor with a window overlooking the Hogwarts lake. Harry was surprised to note that he was at Hogwarts. The school was guarded very well and Harry had seemed to just appear here. His thoughts were interrupted when a girl ploughed into him from behind and said in an excited voice, "Dad! What are you doing here?" Harry looked down to his waist to see the face of young girl, she looked about 11, with wavy red hair that fell to her shoulders. She had sparkling hazel eyes, her skin was an ivory colour. She beamed up at him with a blinding smile. she looked into his eyes and she blinked a few times and jumped back, her face quickly darkening, she whispered, in a small fearful voice, "You're not my father."