Fire (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Prologue

Word count- 987

------Halloween 1981------

A 2 year-old Y/N and a 1 year-old Harry, were sat on the floor playing with a toy broom. 

Well, Y/N was anyway.

Harry had decided, rather than flying, the best idea is to pull out one of the children's books on the lowest shelf of the mahogany bookcase, that was placed in the corner of the living room. 

When Harry had originally got the book out, he wanted his big sister to try and read it to him or at least make up a story to go with the pictures. 

Y/N had made the decision books were unnecessary and had promptly stuck her tongue out with a 'bleh' sound and walked off. She had decided the more interesting thing to do was to try and fly instead.

Harry was quite upset about his sister ignoring him, and at not getting his story, and so, he started crying. Y/N, who had managed to float a couple of inches into the air, drifted over to Harry and slapped her hand over his mouth in an attempt to shut him up. 

To her utmost surprise, he only started crying louder.

Hearing all the noise, Lily peaked into the room to see what was going on. Upon seeing her son was crying she went to Harry and picked him up. James followed her into the living room not much later.

She glanced around the room and sighed, exasperated.

"Y/N... what did you do?" 

Y/N tilted sideways too much and fell off the broom. 

"Nothing! Did nothing!" She exclaimed, looking to her dad for help.

James just raised an eyebrow, glanced at Harry, who was still crying, and hummed in thought.

"I think you did something Y/N."

Y/N looked at him as though he had tried to force feed her peas and pouted, tears welling up in her eyes. 

She got up and snatched the broom off the floor, going to the corner of the room, she sat down with her arms crossed, leaning on the broom behind her, so that no one else can get to it.

James just shook his head in amusement, whilst Lily tried to calm Harry down. 

A loud, dramatic shout came from downstairs.

"Your favorite person has arrived!" 

Sirius practically strutted into the living room and made a beeline for Y/N, who had leapt off her seat on the floor, with an excited shout after hearing him from up the stairs. 

"Uncle Pa-foot!" 

She ran to him to be picked up and immediately gave him a hug as soon as she was lifted up to his height. 

"How's Prongslette doing?" He asked with a grin.

"Harry being silly." She answered, with an overly dramatic pout on her face as she nestled herself into his unnaturally soft hair. 

"Oh dear, what's he doing that for?" He looked at James and Lily for an answer, still hugging Y/N. 

Harry looked up, as he'd only just stopped crying and pointed at Y/N, as if blaming her. She only blew a raspberry in response. Harry tried to copy but didn't turn toward Y/N first, so he just ended up with Lily's hair in his mouth. 

He tried to spit the hair out of his mouth, as Y/N huffed, her scarlet locks blowing out of her face and then flopped face first into Sirius' shoulder. 

James rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna be honest here mate, I have not a clue what just happened." 

Harry suddenly exclaimed loudly, "Where mooey?" 

"Rude. Am I not good enough for you?" Sirius said, putting his free hand on his hip. 

Harry shook his head 'no' with an indignant look on his face and shoved his face into his mum's shoulder. 

"James, your son is rude. He doesn't like me, I'm adopting Y/N." 

Y/N lifted her head up and clapped enthusiastically. "Yay! Fav-ite!"

James clicked his tongue. "Wow. I see how it is." He said clearly offended. "See what you did!" He exclaimed dramatically, pointing at Sirius, who just smiled smugly at him.

Lily just rolled her eyes. "Honestly." She muttered. "Come on Y/N, food time." 

Y/N gasped and tried to get down. "Food! Food!"

Harry jolted his head up off Lily's shoulder. "Me food too!"

Lily smiled and took Y/N off of Sirius, heading towards the kitchen. 

"Abandoned for food. How rude." 

James just said, "I mean..." and gestured towards the kitchen, shrugged and followed them in.

Sirius tutted and shook his head. " I can see when I'm not wanted." He started off towards the door. "I've gotta be off anyway, see you later." Everyone shouted 'bye' back and he apparated away. 

~A few hours later ~

There was a thundering crash from the front door as Harry and Y/N were about to be put to bed.

James was half way up the stairs with Y/N, just behind Lily and Harry as the crash sounded.

"Lily! Take Y/N and Harry and hide!"

"What about-"

"I'll hold him off! Just go!" 

"But-"

"Go!"

Everyone was in pure panic, as Lily ran up the stairs with Y/N and Harry in her grasp. 

Y/N was in hysterics, as if she knew something was wrong. She managed to run out the door as Lily was putting Harry in his cot. 

She closed the door again as a green light flashes and a thud sounded on the stairs.

"Daddy! Daddy!" 

She shouted and shouted as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her towards her dad. 

She saw the light leave his eyes. 

It wasn't until the recurring dream she had, let everything make sense a few years later. Only then did she realise what she saw. Only then, when she was 10 years old, did she realise there was more to her story than she was being told. 

A dark figure shoved her out of the way, and she was flung down the stairs. 

A last whisper calling for her dad, before everything went dark. 

  A/n:  Hi guys! This is my first proper story so I'm not sure how well this is going. See ya next chapter! 

-Nova