This scene begins from a very, very speculative situation where it is believed that Dumbledore has yet Some more memories to show Harry; which he couldn't before he died in book 6...
We find out that Lilly , infact worked at the Ministry of magic, at the department of mysteries, behind the locked room...She was an unspeakable.... Voldemort wants to possess the powers of the secret room, and eventually use it to ensure the immortality of his horcruxes.
Here, Due to some imaginative turn of events Harry realises that Dumbledore knows what happened that fateful haloween night, when James and Lilly Potter were murdered. He(Harry) somehow comes to know, that Dumbledore has bottled up a few of his memories in 3 glass bottles, which harry somehow procures. He arrives at The Burrow, with the bottles safely tucked in the inside pockets of his robes. Its a couple of hours after midnight, and hes alone in Fred and Georges old room.
There is an ancient, small, blackend, old Stone basin; with a lot of engravings on the sides; in the corner of the room, one of the few remaining family heirlooms the Weasleys owned. ( Apparently, Fred and George never seemed to have realized its a pensieve and used it as a substitute for heating and mixing their creations!)
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Harry tipped the silvery contents from one bottle into the Pensieve, where they swirled and shimmered, neither liquid nor gas. He bent forward, took a deep breath, and plunged his face into the silvery substance. He felt his feet leave the office floor; he was falling, falling through whirling darkness and then, quite suddenly, he was sitting at a dining table before a wizard and witch dressed in robes of grey and pink. Before his eyes, a slightly younger Dumbledore shifted in his chair. Harry had seen the wizard and witch somewhere, he was trying to remember where..
They were at a beautifully decorated house, most obviously it belonged to the wizards sitting before him. The witch was holding a sleeping baby in her arms. The baby couldnt have been more than a year old. Everyone in that room; including Dumbledore looked very gravely at each other...
"We shouldn't have trusted Snape.... He was scum before and always will be scum!" said the wizard angrily and looked accusingly at Dumbledore.
"Frank, your anger is justified..." said Dumbledore sadly. "However, Severus was at Godrics Hollow on my orders.."
"What? your orders? Professor.... but why did u...how could you.." said the petrified little witch patting her baby.
Suddenly Harry remembered where he had seen the wizard and witch. Harry had seen them in a photo that Mad-eye Moody once showed him. They were members of the old order. They were Frank and Alice Longbottom. The little baby is Neville Longbottom, Harrys fellow Gryffindor! The very same Neville, who almost became The Chosen One! Harry was surprised he couldnt recognize them, as he had seen them at St. Mungo's a couple of years ago. They are very young, probably still in their twenties in this memory.
"I asked Severus to spy on Voldemort." explained Dumbledore. "I have already spoken to him. He saw you run towards the house. He simply appeared to pursue you, when infact he was trying to save you."
Frank having no patience to hear Snapes side of the story, screams at Dumbledore, "This is ABSURD! SNAPE DUELLED ME!!! HE IMMOBILIZED ME...AND U STILL THINK HE WAS FOLLOWING YOUR ORDERS!!! I COULD HAVE..."
"If he had'nt, we wouldnt be sitting at this table having this conversation Frank... you are determined not to like him.." said Dumbledore. Harry strangely remembered that Lupin had once told him the same about snape last year.
"He never turned against Voldemort... You should never have trusted.... " said Frank more slowly.
"Enough Frank... There are more pressing matters than my reasons for trusting Snape!" said Dumbledore in an almost irritated tone.
"I could have saved them! If I hadnt been stopped, I could have done something... They would have had a chance.... They would still have been alive....!" said Frank closing his eyes reliving that moment. Harry noticed Mr. Longbottom had tears in his eyes when he opened them.
"You did what you could Frank. You wouldnt have stood a chance in front of him(voldemort). Dont be guilty of something you couldnt have stopped!"
"Professor, how did he penetrate the Fidelius charm Lily casted?" asked Alice. "It is impossible by any wizard of any strength!"
Harry now realizes they have been talking all this while about his parents death. This, therefore, must be a few hours after Voldemort attacked Harry and vansihed into thin air when the curse back fired!
"Ah! Alice, you have asked the same I have been asking myself till now." replied Dumbledore.
"As u very well know...the fidelius charm can be broken only by the caster himself; otherwise entry is permitted only if the secret keeper reveals it... ..."
"Who was the secret keeper, Professor? I thought you had offered yourself to be secret keeper." asked Alice. Neville has been put to sleep in his cot now.
"Yes, I had. However, James decided he wanted Sirius to be secret keeper. James trusted him so!" replied Dumbledore.
"Surely not Sirius!! He is more than a brother to James. He would never betray him(james)!" said Alice a little shocked.
"But there can be no other way to get around the charm; unless Lily broke the charm before Voldemorts arrival, which I doubt she would do... she was such an intelligent witch!" answered Dumbledore.
"Im sure it wasnt Sirius. He couldnt have... his best friend!" said Alice unbelievingly.
"And yet, it could be him....his whole family history goes against him. The whole line of them have been in slytherin for centuries and have been followers of Voldemort ever since he came to power. I always wondered who spied on the order and passed information to the dark side. However, I will need to find Sirius and know if its true.." said Dumbledore.
"But professor, I don't understand, how did little Harry survive Voldemorts killing curse? What really happened?" asked Alice. "Why did he disappear? What finally stopped him? Is he really dead?"
"So many questions, Alice, .. and yet we can only guess," said Dumbledore. "We may never know. No one knows why, or how. When he(voldemort) couldn't kill Harry Potter, Voldemort's power somehow broke -- and that's why he's gone. But I need to know everything before I can answer your questions. For that I require your help, Frank."
"Frank, I know this has been an ordeal for u. However, I wish to know everything that happened at Godrics Hollow last night..." said Dumbledore.
"I.... I can't.. I don't even want to remember.... It's painful to even think about it.... Professor, Please... I..." saying this Frank eventually breaks down.
"Oh Frank, dear..." said Alice in an equally saddened tone putting a hand on his shoulders.
"I understand Frank. I will not put you in agony. Simply lend me your memory... "said Dumbledore understandingly and looked at his watch with 12 hands and seemed as if he was trying to make up his mind... "yes.. that will be better... Alice if u could please get me a bottle...."
"I'll get one, hang on." replied Alice and she was back within a few seconds with an empty conical glass bottle with a cork on it; "Here it is Frank" and handed the bottle to him(frank).
Frank put his hand in his pocket and pulled out his wand. He pulled out the cork and held it in his other hand. Still looking into Dumbledore's eyes, Frank touched the tip of his wand to his temple and withdrew it, so that a long, silver thread of memory came away, clinging to the wand tip. Longer and longer the memory stretched until it broke and swung, silvery bright, from the wand. Frank lowered it into the bottle where it coiled, then spread, swirling like gas. He corked the bottle with a trembling hand and then passed it across the table to Dumbledore.
"Thank you, Frank..." Dumbledore pocketed it and stood up to leave.
"I must warn you.. stay Alert!" warned Dumbledore looking at Frank and then at Alice and to little Neville and back at Frank . "Voldemorts followers are still around. If any word gets out that you were..."
"Don't worry Professor... I'll be careful." reassured Frank.
"Take care Alice.. and I must forbid both of you, to say anything about last night to any one....not even Augusta." said Dumbledore.
"Ofcourse." nodded Frank. Dumbledore turned to leave when, "Professor." called Frank.
"Yes, Frank?"
"Professor, can u be secret keeper for us? I will cast Fidelius if u permit." asked Frank.
"Ofcourse Frank. It will be an honor. I will. But right now I must be at another place. Hagrid is bringing Harry to stay with his relatives. They are, as u know, muggles. I need to ensure his(harrys) safety. I will be back in a couple of hours. You can cast fidelius then." replied Dumbledore.
"Thank you, Professor." said Frank sadly.
"Not to worry, Frank... not to worry." said Dumbledore. And with that he (dumbledore) opened the door.
Suddenly Harry felt as if he soaring weightlessly through darkness again. He landed back in Fred and Georges room.
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Harry tipped the contents of a second bottle into the pensieve and there it lay swirling with white smoke. He bent forward again into the pensive.. and once again he kept falling in darkness. He was once again in the Longbottoms home. He was standing in front of the table where Dumbledore and the Longbottoms talked about his(harrys) parents death. Harry at once realized this was the memory Mr. Longbottom gave Dumbledore in the previous memory. He(harry) was about to know how his parents died....
In the distance Harry heard a baby cry loudly... He moved forward to the room adjacent to where he was standing.. It was the kitchen. Mr. Longbottom was trying to pacify little Neville.
"Oh, Baby, baby, baby,..sweet baby..sweet darling..." sang Mr. Longbottom in a tune he obviously just made up. And instantly, Neville stopped crying. He was looking at his father, who was singing to him, and making funny faces for him.
"You see that.... you see that Alice, he stopped crying! I think he likes my song..."said Frank to his little wife clearing the stove where a lot of gravy had spilled. Harry could see leftover turkey sitting on the kitchen table. He saw many children walking around in wizards and monstor suits through the window. It was Halloween night!
Harry walked forward and stood next to Mr. Longbottom. Neville apparently had his eyes bulging out after listening to his father sing.
"Ofcourse! He's probably thinking, why he has to go thru this every day!! Aren't you Nevillewobbles?" said Mrs. Longbottom, laughing, to her son, looking at him as though made of gold. Mr. Longbottom laughed along.
Just then, an owl comes screeching into the room. The owl droped a letter on Mr. Longbottom, who caught it. The letter was clearly addressed in cursive and curvy writing to:
Frank and Alice Longbottom,
The Kitchen,NO.16,
Godrics Hollow
"Its from Dumbledore..." said Frank to his wife without taking his eyes off the letter, recognizing Dumbledores handwriting. Frank tore off the envelope cover,with trembling hands, pulling out the letter. Harry leaned over Mr. Longbottoms shoulder to read...
Lock all doors. Dont open doors for anyone. Keep wands ready. Warn Augusta. The usual enchantments. And Stay inside.
The letter was probably written in a hurry as Dumbledore did not even sign off. There was an air of emergency and caution in that letter. Frank re read the letter a couple of times again, and Alice simply took it from his hand to read it, as if it would change the implication of the letter if she had read it!
"Frank, What does this mean?" asked Alice frantically. "Could this mean its Neville, Voldemorts after?"
"Alice, Quick, close all the windows upstairs. I'll start with the sealing enchantments." saying this, Frank rushed to the front door and slammed it shut. Harry ran behind him(frank) but before he could reach the door, he saw Mr. Longbottom running back into the living room with Neville in his arms, who was looking as confused as Harry. Frank pulled out his wand and pointed it ceiling-ward and shouted out "ENSHEILIORA!!". A bright blue jet of light flew out of Franks wand and hit the ceiling. Harry saw that the blue light had scattered into different branches of light and was begining to cover every inch of the ceilings and walls of the house.
Alice, meanwhile, came running down the stairs to the living room. Frank passed Neville to his mother and was pacing the room back and forth. Alice sat down on a nearby couch, rocking herself. Harry thought they looked frighteningly pale. No one spoke to each other for a long time... It was as if they were waiting for a deatheater to jump upon them any moment.
It must have seem like ages for Harry and the Longbottoms before anyone spoke. And suddenly, Alice spoke in a high pitched whisper, "Frank, look....at the window!" Both Harry and Mr. Longbottom turned around to the window Mrs. Longbottom was pointing towards. They saw a blinding, dazzling, silver animal. It was a beautiful, silver like the moon, horned deer. It was raging and knocking against the window... Harry figured it was because of the charms Mr. Longbottom just casted.
"Frank, thats Lily!" said a very scared and confused Mrs. Longbottom. Harry stood a second bewildered, wondering what Mrs. Longbottom meant thinking the deer was Lily, his mother!
[He thought, that the deer would possibly hammer its way into the house the way it was jabbing its horns against the wall beneath the window, if it was kept waiting any longer. ]
Harry's mind was racing. He instantly realized that it was his mothers Patronus. He had seen Dumbledore use this method once to contact Hagrid in his fourth year. Lily Potter was summoning help from Frank Longbottom.
But then, he thought, this would mean, Voldemorts already in his parents house! He intuitively turned towards Mr. Longbottom.
"Alice, I think Voldemort has chosen... Alice, i have to go.. I must help them...." said Frank, rushing to wards the door, pulling out his coat from the stand near by.
"Im not letting you go, Frank!" saying this, Alice clung onto Franks arms.
"I.. I just have to go...." said Frank with a finality... and pulled out his wand from his pocket and pointed it to the locks of the door.."Alohamora". With the flick of his wand thedoor unlocked itself and opened..
"Then Im coming with you..." said Alice frantically...
"No. You can't... Someone has to stay with Neville. And its too dangerous to Apparate out of here now....Stay here...and seal everything again.. Do not open till Im back!" saying this, Frank kissed his son and wife and rushed out of the house without listening to Alices' predicament.
Harry ran behind Mr. Longbottom. They ran straight ahead towards a junction from where they took a left. Harry was finding it hard to keep up with Mr. Longbottom. He noticed all the street-lights have gone out in the way. Very shortly, [ It must have taken them hardly 5 minutes] they reached a turning and saw a house with all the lights on... It looked, to Harry, like there was lightnening in the house.
Frank ran towards the door, and pushed it open. Harry followed. The insides of the house was entirely demolished. It seemed as though there was a fair mount of duelling in the house.
At the foot of the stairs Harry saw a man lying with his face to the side... It was his father, James Potter. Instinctively, both, Frank and Harry, looked straight above the stairs and there they saw a hooded figure, (whom harry recognized as Voldemort) standing against the stair railings above and Lily Potter, who was pointing her wand against the perpetrator.... It was this moment he had been waiting all of his life.... to know how his parents really died... this was the moment of truth...
And suddenly, out of nowhere, a jet of red light hit Frank in the back. Frank flew backwards and landed near the dead body of James. Harry and Frank turned around to find Snape pointing a wand against him(frank).
"Frank!" the woman's voice screamed above Harry.
"Ah! so we have company....." said the hooded Voldemort in a very sinister voice.
"Master," said Snape hurridely, "I was keeping an eye on some of the order members according to your orders and saw dear old Longbottom rushing out of the house in a hurry. I followed him and when I realized he came here to rescue them,"said Snape looking at James' dead body "I stopped him!(frank)"
"Very good Severus! And now will u please put him out of the way for me..." saying so, Voldemort turned to face Lily once again...
"It will be my pleasure, Master!" hissed Snape turning slowly to Frank menacingly.
"NO!"said both Harry and Frank together. "Snape, Please... " said Frank almost pleadingly.. "Dont do this....Its Lily, Snape... We trus..."
"You really didnt think THAT I.... I.... would betray the Dark Lord!" Snape looking above at Voldemort, who was at the time holding Lily by her sholders and shaking her vigourously. Saying this snape cast a curse against Frank. Frank, equally angered duelled against snape. (it was non verbal!) Unable to do anything for Frank, Harry, looked above to his mother.. he couldnt hear what they were talking about.... Harry decided he wanted to know what Voldemort was telling her and slowly climbed the stairs...
"Not Harry! Not Harry! please -- I'll do anything!" he heard his mother plead...
"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!" said Voldemort agitatedly, pushed Lily and walked towards the opposite wall... Harry ran up the stairs to see wat it was....
And suddenly it went dark... Harry felt the similar sensation of floating upward in darkness... Harry was standing back in Fred and Georges room.
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What went wrong? thought Harry. Why did it go all dark? Why wasn't he able to see Voldemort trying to kill him?? Harry sat down on the bed all confused. He looked outside the window from where he sat....It was still dark... but he(harry) imagined it to be sometime close to dawn... Harry pushed his glasses straight, and ran both his hands through his sweaty hair, and fell backwards on the bed, thinking....
And then, out of nowhere he realizes that he had had a similar experience once before... It was when he visited Morfin's memory with Dumbledore last year; Morfin who as Voldemorts uncle... Harry remembered Morfins memory also went dark just like now, after he(morfin) told Voldemort about Tom Riddle senior. Dumbledore explained that Morfin was probably stupefied and thats why he doesnt have any memory of what happend after that.
This must mean that Snape probably stupefied Mr.Longbottom after which Mr. Longbottom has no memory of what happened. Harry sweared aloud and thought of Snape with hatred!
With a heavy heart, thinking he could have known what happened, Harry finds the final bottle from his robe pockets.... he looked at the swirling white smoke thing in it and thought, 'what could you possibly have to tell me...?' He notices that this memory looked like it had a big knot in the middle.... he wondered if the memory had been tampered with, clearly having an experience seeing a tampered memory before; ~ Slughorns tampered horcrux memory from last year.
It was not dark anymore, the sun wasn't up though. Harry once again walked towards the stone basin and uncorked the bottle and tipped the contents into it... However, it was proving difficult... inspite of banging on the back, the memory was stuck at the knot which Harry noticed before at the mouth of the bottle.He decided to stick his wand inside the bottle and after a few twists and turns the memory finally fell into the pensieve with a plop.
Harry sighed, took a deep breath and once again plunged his head into the basin....
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Harry once again fell through nothingness and suddenly hit the floor. In front of him, stood a greasy haired man with a black wizard robes. His nose more crooked than Harry had seen him last.... Snape.
'Hatred and revulsion' took over Harry when he saw Snape so close. His hands have been searching for Snapes neck ever since Dumbledore died, and now for Frank Longbottom~ the man who wanted to save his(harrys) mother.
Harry half wanted to see this memory, if it belonged to Snape. But unable to decide, Harry followed Snape.
Harry realized they were in Godrics Hollow once again. They were walking directly towards Harrys parents house. Snape put his hands in his pockets and took out what seemed like a silvery cloak; on closer observation noticed it was his(harrys) fathers invisibility cloak- the very same Dumbledore presented him during his first Christmas at Hogwarts.... . Snape put it over his body which instantly disappeared... It looked as if his head was floating in air..
As they reached the front of the house, Snape covered his Head with the cloak. However he didnt go inside. He moved to left side of the house and stood there, looking left and right, and almost through the house to the other side... 'Ofcourse!' Harry thought, 'Snape couldnt see the house, It is under the fidelius charm!'
Snape looked a little out of place, his eyes were moving frantically, as if waiting for something... Harry wondered what....
Almost immediately , he(harry) got his answer in the form of an extremely loud crack. A black hooded figure appeared in front of the house(that only harry could see). Harry knew it was Voldemort. Beside Voldemort was the frame of a small, round man with rat like features Harry recognized as Wormtail.
Harry was standing near a window and quickly peered through to see that even his parents had heard the loud sound outside their house.
He heard his father voice, shouting, panicking, "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off ........"
At the very same time, Wormtail tells Voldemort, "Master, the Potters live at NO.7, Godrics Hollow". Wormtail had revealed the secret of the whereabouts of his(harrys) parents house.With that Wormtail disapparates with a crack. Harry saw that Snape was looking very rigid and pale inside the cloak. Snape kept fiddiling with the cloak and adjusting it a lot of times, probably wondering if Voldemort could see him inspite of the cloak.
Through the window he saw his mother rush across the corrridor up the stairs, running. She suddenly stumbled on a step. Harry saw the door bursting open at the very same time his mother fell.
"GO! SAVE HARRY! GO!" shouted James to Lily. His mother ran upstairs.
Voldemort appeared in front James and gave a crackle of high-pitched laughter, "AHAHAHA....." which echoed inside the house..
Harry tried to run inside through the front door that Voldemort just blasted open. Unfortunately, this was Snapes memory, and he couldnt see the house or the exploded entrance. Harry could only see darkness through the blasted door. He came back to the window irritably.
"...So Potter! Hiding from me now, are we?" asked Voldemort very sinisterly pointing his wand towards James. James also pulled out his wand from his pockets.
"You are not going to use that against me, are u??" asked Voldemort mockingly.
"Leave my son alone. Get out of here!" said James bravely.
"Oh ho! You are going to fight me are you?"
"Yes I am..." stuttered James.
"Scared Potter?" asked Voldemort with a raised eyebrow.
"Not in a million years!" said James bravely.
Harry strangely remembered Draco Malfoys sinister look from his second year at Voldemorts mock.
"Well then, Im just going to have to see you after that! HAHAHAAHA!" with that he raised his wand and screamed, "CRUCIO!"
The very instant the words left Voldemorts mouth , James fell down on the gound screaming with unbearable pain... "NO! JAMES!" screamed his(harrys) mother from the stairs.
Seeing this, Harry's hands automatically gripped the window railings he was holding on to very tightly. Harry was overcome with a mixture of sadness and anger at Voldemort, more than he ever felt before. He knew what his father was going through having endured Voldemorts curse in his fourth year when Cedric Diggory died. He knew it was pain beyond anything he would have experienced; that one would gladly choose death just to stop the pain!
[All this while Snape is still pacing in front of Harry, unable to hear or see or get in..]
"That must have hurt, didnt it, James? You dont want me to do that again, do u?" said Voldemort, the slit-like nostrils dilating with excitement, looking at James and Lily one after the other with his red eyes.
"You'll never win Voldemort." said James, "You will die a fate worse than death!"
"You and Dumbledore seem to share the same views." said Voldemort as-a-matter-of-factly, looking James in the "Well, Im just going to have to prove it to him that there is indeed...nothing..... nothing worse than death..."
"EXPELLIARMUS!" screamed James suddenly, however, Voldemort seemed to have expected this and simply apparated from where he stood to the right...
Voldemort gave James a deadly look..."Is that the best you can do, Potter? I thought being Dumbledores pet would have rubbed some extra magic on you.... tsk tsk tsk..."
Harry could see very clearly his mother above the stairs, who suddenly pointed her wand upwards and a jet of blue light hit the ceiling which spread all over the walls. Immediately, she pointed he wand to the window opposite her upstairs, a pure white, silvery, ray of light came out of the wand and turned into a four-legged animal, the deer. Harry realises shes sending for help-- to Frank Longbottom.
Snape looked appaled at the sudden sight of the house. He quickly ran through the entrance. Harry followed. Snape looked as if he would have wanted to do something for James, however, Harry seemed to have realised there wasn't much he could have done... This time, determined not to miss what Voldemort was telling his mother, Harry ran upstairs.
This was the first time Harry was seeing his mother so close... Harry moved closer to her... he thought, 'I do have my moms eyes, if i could only touch...' and as he tried to touch Lilys face with his fingers, they went right thru her.... Harry felt as though someone had placed a big boulder on his chest, he was filled with emotion seeing his mother... His mother Alive!
"Expelliarmus", screamed James again and he missed again, his curse destroying a clay figurine on stairs.. "Stupefy", he missed again... Voldemort also screamed, "Impedimenta!" but James was ready, with quick reflexes born out of his Quidditch training, he flung himself to the ground and rolled away, missing the curse by inches, the curse hitting somewhere on the opposite wall, that made it crumble down. "Crucio!", shouted Voldemort ,but before James could do anything to defend himself this time, he had been hit again by the Cruciatus curse once again... James hit the floor landing beneath the stairs, writhing with pain, as if being stabbed by a thousand knives altogether.... This time James didnt get up, He lay lying on the floor, as if drugged, fainting, breathing hard.... Voldemort moved towards James' limp body and pointed his wand at him. Voldemort looked at James in the eye and mockingly shook his head [as if he was truly upset he was going to kill james].
"Oh please! Dont....Please dont!....James!" screamed Lily from the stairs.
Voldemort looked up to Lily and said, "Give him to me, and I'l let him(james) go.."
"No... I won't.. Please... Dont.." said Lily, tears flowing endlessly from her eyes as though she already knew she was fighting a loosing battle.
"Avada Kedavra" said Voldemort without any emotion.
"NO!" screamed a shocked Lily and along with her an equally shocked Harry...Can someone be so cruel.. so heartless??
Voldemort looked Lily in the eye from below, and gave her a menacing smile. He seemed to float as he moved slowly over James' lifeless body up the stairs. Harry saw Voldemort closing in on him.. or rather closing in on Lily. Harry stood rooted in between his mother and Voldemort as if standing like that would prevent Voldemort from hurting his mother...
However, to Harrys dismay, nothing of that sort happened... Voldemort went straight at his mother. Lily pulled out her wand and pointed it against Voldemort....
Just then, at the very same time, Harry saw Frank Longbottom rushing inside, pushing the blasted door from its loose hinges and looking around...
Harry noticed Snape coming out the cloak and aiming a spell at Frank which blasted Frank backwards.
Seeing Frank, Lily screams.. "FRANK!"
"Ah! so we have company....." said Voldemort in a very sinister voice.
"Master," shouted Snape from below , "I was keeping an eye on some of the order members according to your orders and saw dear old Longbottom rushing out of the house in a hurry. I followed him and when I realized he came here to rescue them, I stopped him!"
"Very good Severus! And now will u please put him out of the way for me..." saying so, Voldemort turned to face Lily once again...
"It will be my pleasure, Master!" said Snape turning slowly to Frank menacingly.
Harry saw Snape talking to Frank and duelling him below.
"Little girl, you dont have to die... Give him to me! I'l honour you with the chance for working for me!" said Voldemort.
"NO! I'd rather die than work for you!" said Lily bravely.
"You would rather die than save your life? How very interesting? U choose death over life? Very brave you are, girl!" said Voldemort clearly intrigued.
"You wouldnt know, you have never loved anyone, not even yourself!" said Lily calmly, though trembling. Suddenly, Harry hears a baby cry in the room opposite to where they were standing. It is the little Harry.
"Love! Love is greater than Death?? HAHAHA!!" laughed Voldemort. "I am about to kill your son, Let me see how your LOVE is going to help him!" Voldemort tried to walk forward, when Lily comes in between and points her wand at him(voldemort), "NO! Dont! Please... Hes only a baby.. how can he hurt u?.. Please... Let him live..." says Lily. Voldemort held her by her shoulders and shook her vigourously, "You DARE TO STOP ME you filthy mudblood!"
Harry wished he could have aimed a curse at Voldemort, however, he watched unable to change the past!
"Not Harry! Not Harry! please -- I'll do anything!" he heard his mother plead...
"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!" said Voldemort agitatedly, pushed Lily and walked into the room. There he saw, little Harry, crying in his cot. Voldemort aimed his wand against Little harry. Lily flung herself onto Voldemort, "NO! PLEASE! NO!! I WONT LET YOU... I WONT LET YOU.... YOU WONT!.... "
Voldemort pushed Lily away, and in the impact hit her head against the door of the room. Harry watched all this, and mounting tension of the memory made Harry back off to the wall. He saw his mother trying to stand on her feet. She was bleeding heavily from her forhead. Voldemort at once aimed his wand against Harry and shouted "AVADA...."
"NO" Lily scrambles to her feet and runs to her son....
"...KEDAVRA!"
Harry is forced to push himself against the walls of the memory as a big explosion occurs before him. The impact of the curse was so much that it spread out everywhere like a bomb! Harry sees his mother fall down dead below the cot. His mother, who died saving her son, HIM-- Harry! Filled with emotions Harry eyes water and tears fall on to his flushed cheeks. Harry saw that Voldemort, clearly dead, was lying next to the wall he (harry)was leaning on, probably blasted away by the impact of the strength of the rebound curse. Harry saw that the roof had been blown off and most of the walls crumbled down. And in his cot, Harry saw, his own one year old self crying endlessly, sporting a bleeding scar in the center of his forhead, right where it still is till date!
Suddenly Harry hears footsteps closing into the room..... It was Snape....
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Snape walked into the non-existant room and sees Lily on the floor under the cot. He looked around the room searching for Voldemort, and his eyes rested on the black lump on the floor near the wall Harry was leaning on to. Snape still looked around as if expecting someone else to be there...someone else watching him.
At once, Snape bend down near Lily's lifeless body. With both his hands he picked up her outstretched hand and held it for a moment. Harry wondered what Snape was doing and moved closer to Snape. Snape closed his eyes, and for the briefest of seconds; when Harry thought he saw pain across Snapes face. Could Snape probably be sad that Lilly Potter had died? Or was it the guilt of knowing that he has to live knowing it was him who made her die?
Snape carefully laid Lily's hand back on the ground and looked at the unmoving black lump on the floor. He carefully moved around voldemorts lifeless body. Slowly he stretched his hands to turn the body to face him(snape). What met Harrys eyes was a ghastly, punctured and disfigured face, whose eyelids were ripped away in the blast, leaving the eyeballs to protrude outwards...
Hearing little Harry's wails, Snape walked towards the crib. This time Harry saw that the blast had apparently injured his little self's eyes, as they looked blackend, puffed and purple with blood straining outward in a single line. Snape drew his wand, and traced it over the deep wounds and the bleeding scar that Voldemorts curse had made, muttering an incantation that sounded almost like a song. The flow of blood seemed to ease; Snape wiped the residue from little Harry's face and repeated his spell. Now the scar seemed to be knitting. Snape performed his spell for the third time, while Harry had stopped crying. Harry rememberd snape performing the exact same healing spell on Draco Malfoy when he(harry) had accidently cast sectumsempra.
What Harry saw next made his jaw drop. Snape pointed his wand on little Harrys eyes and whispered a long spell that made Harrys injured eyes pop out of its socket. Snape let the eyes float in the air and immediately turned to Lilys body and turned her over. He opened her closed eyes very carefully with one hand and pointed his wand directly at her eyes and started whispering the spell. Harry couldnt believe what was happening.. Lilys eyes popped out of her eye sockets. Snape led Lilys floating eyeballs towards the hollows that was occupied a moment ago with Harrys real eyes. Snape momenterily closed his eyes, sweating profousely, and whispered more spells under his breath. Slowly Lilys eyes slid into little Harrys eye socket. Harry had apparently just witnessed a magical eye transplant!
A patch of scarlet swam past, and Harry heard a soft clatter of clawsaround him. Fawkes perched himself on top of the crib. Snape patted softly over Fawkes' red feathery head.
"Thank you Fawkes." said Snape, "I need your help and fast. Come."
Snape pulled a curtain down ran down the stairs with it, and Harry followed. Snape spread the curtain cloth on the floor and pulled Frank Longbottom from the rubble and put him on it. He tied the cloth around Franks waist into a big knot.
"Fawkes, please take him to Dumbledore." said Snape.
Fawkes immediately clawed on the knot and flew away. As Fawkes flew higher Harry felt nauseous and felt his breathing strained. He felt the light growing dim. He felt as though he was being squeezed and being pulled into a kind of whirlpool.. He felt as though he was falling into a lot of tunnels, tossing and turning in the dark.
Finally Harry fell on concrete ground with a thud...
He saw Sirius in front of him....
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