Title: A Mother’s Love
Fandom/Genre: Harry Potter
Content Rating: R
Warnings: Character death, violence.
Summary: Lily knew her death was a given, she didn’t intend to leave her son unprotected, but even she didn’t expect these results.
EVIL AUTHOR DAY: That means this is just something I am playing around with and like all EAD’s it may be a long time before any more is done with it. Unbeta’ed
Lily Potter felt the curse hit her body and was surprised to still be standing when the green light encompassed her. The sound of a thump made her turn and she saw her own body hit the ground, she could just make out the soft glow of one of the runes peeking out from her sleeve.
“Avada Kedavra,” the voice drew her attention, and she saw the same light leave Voldemort’s wand and did the only thing she could think to do, she moved into the path of the curse. Several things happened at once, the light of the curse passed through Lily, Voldemort and Harry screamed, and the runes on Lily’s deceased body lit up and glowed briefly, as did Harry’s, before the light broke away and sped into Harry and Lily’s ghost, linking the two.
Lily’s soul was sucked back into her body with a boom. The room rattled and shook as the runes continued to pulse in the rhythm of a heartbeat, and Lily sat up with a gasping breath, unable to believe what had just happened.
“Mama,” Harry called out, tears streaking his fear filled face. She turned to him and jumped to her feet, leaning heavily on the crib to steady herself as the room span out of control. She took a few deep breaths, and try to calm herself before she picked up her son and held him close to her chest. Her heart was racing as she tried to understand how she had died by one killing curse and be resurrected by another.
James. His name echoed in her mind and the grief for her husband rushed through her as she clung to their son, trying to pull herself together.
Harry continued to stare out above the crib, and when Lily followed his line of sight she stepped back quickly, her back to the wall as she saw a dark mist encased in a shield above the bed trying to force its way out, as the shield shimmered and flashed, shrinking in on itself. A hideous scream filled the room as the shield finally faded from sight taking the black mass with it.
“Mama, no leave Hawwy,” her son cried as he clung to her, his eyes now on her.
“No Harry, Mummy will not leave you as long as I can help it,” she murmured as she held him close and kissed the top of his head, pausing slightly at the sight of the Sowilo rune that now marked his forehead. She had no idea what had happened and at the moment she didn’t have to time to find out.
Movement from to corner of her eye had her spin out of the way of the incoming curse that rat had thrown her way as he edged to the door. Her own curse caught him in the back of the head as he was slipping out the door, causing it to explode over the wall, and she cupped Harry’s head to her chest to keep him from seeing the gore.
It was only as her breathing settled that she had realised she had cast without her wand and stared down at her hand in disbelief. “Well baby boy,” she said as she tried to stop her hand from shaking, “that’s new.” Harry giggled, and she was sure it was caused by the look on her face at that very moment. “Hmm,” she breathed out, “new but handy, isn’t that right Sweetie.”
“Mama, special,” he said and patted her chest, “Hawwy special too, right mama?” he added as he patted his own chest in response.
“Yes baby, Harry is very special,” she replied, smiling at him while trying to hide the worry burning in her stomach.
The sound of heavy steps on the ground floor set Lily in motion, she called for her wand, and as soon as it hit her hands she peak around the corner as the sound of someone coming up the steps filled the room. It sounded like a herd of Hippogriffs was tromping up the stairs. Her breath left her as she saw the top of Hagrid’s head.
“Hagrid,” she called out, causing the giant to still on the stairs as he stared at her in shock.
“Lily?, Oh Lily, we thought you, and then I dinna hear the little one so I thought, and James,” he seemed to pull himself together and continued up the stairs. “What happened Lily?”
“Voldemort,” she said tears gathered in her eyes. “I’m not really sure what happened, but Voldemort is dead, and so is Pettigrew.”
“Pettigrew, how?” the giant asked.
“I killed him,” Lily said and took a deep breath, “he was our secret keeper, we switched, they thought it was a good idea because no-one would suspect Peter Pettigrew. But it was the wrong thing to do, he betrayed us to his Dark Lord and now my husband is dead…” she cut herself off as Harry gripped her shirt, she could feel his distress, and tried to calm him, and her own sadness and anger.
The sound of a motorbike broke the silence that lapsed between them after that statement, it was loud and echoed in their ears as it cut off. “James, Lily, Harry?” Sirius Black’s panicked voice sounded from downstairs and then the sound of his crying reached them, “James, oh Merlin no, Jamie, please.”
“Sirius, up here,” Lily called out, her heart breaking at the sound of pain in his voice. Running footsteps followed her call as Sirius made it up the stairs and to them in record time, pulling Lily and Harry into his arms and held them like a lifeline, as soon as he reached them.
“Oh thank Merlin,” he murmured as he clung to them.
“We have to get out of here, Sirius. Help me pack everything, and let’s get to Potter Manor. I should never have let James talk me out of going back there, but the pain in his eyes at the thought of going there after his parent’s deaths, and now James is….” she broke off and pulled Sirius closer holding on to him to try and ground herself.
“Okay, Lil’s, let’s get moving.” He turned to look at Hagrid, “why are you here?” Sirius asked as Lily organised the packing.
“Dumbledore sent me, said there was an accident here, told me to get Harry and bring him to him at,” Hagrid paused and pulled a piece of parchment out of his pocket, “Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.”
“You were going to take my son to my sister Petunia’s house. A Muggle. A magic hating Muggle at that.” Lily screamed, causing Hagrid to step back slightly, even he wasn’t stupid enough to face Lily’s wrath her temper was legendary. “You know what, never mind, go back and tell Dumbledore, what happens to the Heir of House Potter is none of his concern and that I am quite capable of taking care of my own family.”
Hagrid shudders at the magic that was rolling off of Lily, and quickly turned to leave, only to stop and say, “I am sorry about James, Lily and if you need anything just let me know,” before he made a hasty retreat. As much as he loved Dumbledore, Hagrid had more sense than to go up against Lily Potter, especially after she had defeated Voldemort.