The Night You Know Who Forgot

It was a stormy night, and the Potters were enjoying another night with their newly born son, Harry. They were all in bed, when they heard a knock on the door. James got up and told Lily, his wife, to stay where she was.

He went and opened the door. To his horror, it was Lord Voldemort! The most evil magical person in the world! He tied to close the door, but Voldemort pushed his way passed him. At that moment, Lily appeared in the doorway, holding Harry. She screamed.

"Hello." said Voldemort pleasantly.

"I come in peace. I won't hurt you, if you give me your son. I just want to kill him." he said with his hand outstretched.

"You'll never kill him!" screamed Lily

"We'll die to save him!" yelled James

"Very well..." said Voldemort pulling out his wand.

"AVADA- What was that again? You stay right there!" Voldemort pulled out a pocket sized book that said "DARK SPELLS FOR DARK WIZARDS." He flipped through it until he reached a page that he liked.

"Aha!" he said slamming the book shut. "And now, back to business. AVADA KEDAVRA!!!!!"

Nothing happened. Voldemort snapped his fingers in annoyance. "Must have gotten the wand waving wrong..." And once again, he pulled out his pocket book and went back to the page. "Oh! So its more of a wave!"

"Ok, now I will get it right." he said to James and Lily. "AVADA KEDAVRA!!!" he screamed, waving his wand wildly.

Again, nothing happened. Volemort got out his book and tore it up. "I'll be back!" he screamed.

Author's Note: Special thanks to ServalSpirit