LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 12: chapter:12
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One of the last successful attacks came late in the evening of October 30, 1981. The Bones family was celebrating the 100th wedding anniversary of Lord and Lady Bones in their country manor in Kent. Death Eaters, led by the Dark Lord himself, broke through the manor's ancient wards, and slaughtered almost the entire family. The only survivors of the massacre were Amelia Bones, now head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and her one year old niece.
Lord Potter emerged from hiding to aid the remnants of the family early on the 31st. The attack was the first successful attack in months.
It is unknown exactly how the following events were set in motion, nor have Blacks motives ever been uncovered. Black revealed the location of the Potters to the Dark Lord at some point, and early Halloween night, he came for them. It is still unknown if Black could not set-up the death of his one time best friend or if he did not know Lord Potter had left the house.
Our only account of what happened next comes from witnesses after the fact. The Dark Lord crossed the wards on the Potter's cottage and attacked. Young Lily Potter was home alone with her young sons, Heir Hadrian Potter and Alexander Potter. She fled up the stairs, into the twins nursery, where she was hit with the Killing Curse. Then the Dark Lord turned his wand on young Alexander Potter. Somehow, the curse rebounded killing the Dark Lord, and Alexander Potter became the Boy Who Lived, the first person to ever survive the Killing Curse.
Lord Potter arrived home in the middle of the attack, just in time to see the distinctive flash of green light in the window. The force of the rebound blew half the cottage apart, burying Lord Potter in the rubble. He spent a month in St. Mungo's recovering.
Many times, he has spoken about his spotty memories of the aftermath. Soon after the cottage was destroyed, Black apparated to the Potter's cottage. He found Lord Potter lying in the rubble. Potter reports that Black was crying and said something to him, but to this day, Potter does not know what was said.
Black then proceeded into the remains of the cottage, where he attempted to abscond with both the Potter Heir and the Boy Who Lived. However, before he could, reinforcements arrived, having been alerted by Potter in the moments before the explosion.
Black left the boys, but did remove the Dark Lords wand, and headed out into the night, to an undisclosed location. Two days later, Aurors were called out to an incident in a muggle neighborhood. Chaos reigned on the streets, where a blood splattered Black stood at the center of a massacre. Witness reports state that Black cornered Peter Pettigrew, another of Black and Potter's school friends. It is believed Pettigrew discovered something about Black's betrayal, and Black wanted him silenced. After some shouting, Black then attacked a defenseless Pettigrew. Using a singular, unknown Dark Curse, Black murdered Pettigrew, destroyed the street, and killed thirteen muggles. Dozens of others were injured. By the time Aurors arrived, the scene was a bloody, gory mess. Body parts were strewn about Black, who laughed madly at all of it. The largest part of Pettigrew that could be found was a finger.
While Black made no attempt to escape, he also refused to speak…
Harry fell asleep with the book open, and dreamed about blinding green light, cold hands, and cruel high-pitched laughter.
Sunlight streaming through the large window the next morning sent panic surging through Harry. He'd overslept by a lot, and no doubt the Dursleys would be quite angry about having to fix their own breakfast. Or worse, having to do it themselves. It took a moment of blind panic for him to realise he was sleeping directly on the floor and not the lumpy spare bed with springs that dug into his back. For a moment, he was confused.
Then everything from the day before came rushing back to him. His first wish had come true, he'd finally gotten away from the Dursleys. The joy that threatened to bubble over was tempered by the how. They might be out of his life, but James and Alex were completely unknown to him. James had appeared out of nowhere, pulled him into a whole world that was completely unknown to him, and gave the bare minimum of an explanation as to why Harry had been abandoned in the first place. One that definitely wasn't adequate, as far as Harry was concerned. For as long as Harry could remember, he'd been able to do magic. The beatings and punishments he'd endured from the Dursleys until he figured out how to control it proved that. There was absolutely no way James could have thought for even a second Harry had no magic. Not unless he was an idiot, and James didn't strike him as one. There was definitely more to it. That mystery was far beyond his ability to figure out at the moment.
With a sigh, Harry climbed out from under the plush blanket. The last thing he remembered was reading more about the end of the blood war, but, at some point, he'd migrated from the overly plush bed to the dressing room.
When he gathered the blankets up, all three snakes fell onto the floor. They hissed angrily at him, before slipping away. Harry laughed an apology out.
Arms full of the blankets, Harry moved them back to the bed, and ensured there was no sign of him having slept in the dressing room.
The book he fell asleep reading had fallen carelessly on the floor, it's pages bent beneath it. Not knowing how James would react to Harry damaging his belongings, even accidentally, Harry carefully picked it up. After smoothing out the pages the best he could, he placed it gently back on the bed. Hopefully the creases would disappear under the weight of the other books.
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