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      Malfoy, Narcissa_Black_Malfoy, Bellatrix_Black_Lestrange, Tom_Riddle_|
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      Weasley, Albus_Dumbledore, Severus_Snape
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      Published: 2015-11-28 Chapters: 1/? Words: 4872
****** The Depravity of a Prince ******
by ModernDayWeeaboo
Summary
     Lord Voldemort, tired of useless Death Eaters, has his hands full and
     sends Peter Pettigrew, after being begged to save James and Lily
     Potter, to kidnap Harry Potter and hand him over as soon as possible.
     31 October, 1981 was the deadline.
Notes
     The tags will change, but the ones already there shouldn’t be
     removed. I don’t want to give away much of the story. The
     relationship between Harry and Draco will not be a major plot point,
     it’ll be very minor – but there and will have a presence. Warning for
     some strong swearing, and probably a chapter and to of slash, dunno
     really. I’ll be writing from mostly feedback, so if you don’t want
     it, please let me know.
     Minor Disclaimer(s):
     One, I drew some very minor inspiration from Kurinoone’s fanfiction
     titled: The Darkness Within. I say minor because I’m implementing
     some things that Kurinoone has done in their fanfiction in minor
     parts – you should spot them almost instantly. Besides that a lot of
     this will be my work entirely.
     Two, from the anime: Ookami Shoujo to Kuro Ouji (Wolf Girl and Black
     Prince), I originally had Harry called the Black Prince, and him
     being a descendant of the Black family, but that was scrapped as a
     terrible idea (lol). I changed him to the Dark Prince after putting
     Lord and Prince together (this is how I found Kurinoone’s fanfiction.
     Three, the ever lovely J.K Rowling and the fabulous universe she
     created. As such I own neither of the three things I mentioned above.
     //I have no Beta, as such, there will most likely will be errors.
     //Grammar is not my strongest suit.
     //I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Heavy and dark grey clouds loomed over the small, yet quaint, village of
Godric’s Hollow. The blue sky had vanished from sight mere seconds ago as
thunder cracked across the sky, closely followed by a flash of lightening. Most
people would have called this sudden storm unnatural and something to fear, but
not everyone was so simpleminded to believe that whether could be manipulated.
As if directly on time, after the seventh thunderous bang from thunder, the
wind began to pick up. Trees groaned under pressure from the wind, some snapped
and others held strong as the wind went from powerful to almost unforgiving in
a matter of seconds. After seven minutes of trees groaning harshly, and the
harsh wind attempt to demolish the houses that lined the small village the wind
abruptly stopped and it began to rain as if no thunder, lightning, or wind had
occurred and it was just a simple rain shower.
 
A few stray teenagers who walked out when the rain had begun got caught in it
and began arguing amongst themselves, not loudly, but loud enough to be louder
than the rain. They continued to argue for almost twenty minutes, not even
noticing the man that appeared out of nowhere just in front of them. Of course,
it was Hallowe’en, people in the small, but quaint, town were used to oddities,
it made the town unique.
 
An old, yet charming, stone brick house stood firm against the attack of the
weather, its windows dripping with droplets of water, the lights in the house
providing warmth for the small family within. The fireplace in the sitting
room, which held various shades of crimson and gold, photos littered across the
walls of the small family. The glow of the fireplace illuminated the walls,
causing the room to appear brighter than it currently was.
 
A woman with red-hair and bright green eyes walked around the sitting room, her
son speaking complete nonsense as he looked up at his mother. Her eyes
glistened with almost tears when she glanced down and saw her baby boy giggling
at her, as if it was funny she was crying. “Oh, Harry, you’re too adorable.”
She cooed and kept walking in a half circle in the sitting room. She did debate
putting her son in bed, but she knew her one year old son wouldn’t dare sleep
until he saw his father.
 
Harry drooled on his mother’s top and continued to babble complete nonsense,
even when he was placed on the floor. He stood, wobbling, and began to take a
few steps towards the nearby sofa. He fell over and giggled aimlessly, once
again repeating the process from the start.
 
Lily chuckled from her position leaning against the wall, she watched as her
son stumbled around the sitting room, picking up and drooling on various
objects before dropping them back down. She stepped into the kitchen and began
mindlessly stirring her tea, the one she had prepared for her husband was under
a Preservation Charm to keep it nice and warm for when he returned. Which
wouldn’t be too far away, unless he was once again overworking himself with
information about You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters.
 
“Lils, sit down or something.” A voice called from the dining table, sounding
rather bored with the whole confrontation. “Stop worrying about James, I can
assure you, Prongs can handle himself, even more-so with all this ridiculous
training he has started.” The man continued, his voice just as rough as it was
moments ago. “If Prongs doesn’t do this, then he’ll get snappy when he realizes
that he could have done this before and saved time.”
 
Lily stopped in the kitchen and glanced through the archway into the dining
room. She caught Sirius sitting at the table, with an almost childlike
expression on his face. She placed her hand son her hips and faced the man, a
dangerous glint in her eyes. “Sirius, how did you get into my house? I checked
every door and window.”
 
Sirius gave Lily a sheepish looked and bowed his head, hiding his mischievous
smirk. “I know it sounds crazy, Lils, and you’ll never believe me. But I,
Sirius Black, am a –” he mock gasped. “– WIZARD!” He placed his hand on the
table with a soft thump and barked out a laugh at his own joke. “Oh come on,
Lils, that was funny.”
 
“It wasn’t even slightly funny, Sirius Black, now, how did you get into my
house?” Lily said in an annoyed tone of voice. “Better yet, what are you doing
here? Don’t you have a home to go to?”
 
“You wound me, Lils. I have a house, yes, but it’s not as good as your lovely
home.” Sirius said and placed his hand sup in mock surrender. “I know that you
love me being here, you love my presence – Lils, no need to be hasty and get
out your wand – now, now, Lils, I’m a trained Auror, don’t think you can curse
me and get away with it – ow, Lily that one go through!”
 
James walked through the front door quietly and shut it behind him with a soft
click. He placed his coat on the hanger, wincing as the water dripped off it
and onto the carpet. He whipped out his wand and softly muttered a cleaning
spell before Lily could see it and yell at him for ruining her floor. and
walked towards his son who was happily babbling on the floor. He watched as
green eyes flicked open to him and a squeal of delight came out of his son’s
mouth. He attempted to hush the boy to not give away his almost secret
entrance. He shifted his son onto his hip and walked into the kitchen, where he
saw his wife holding his friend at wand point. “What a – surprise.” He said the
last word in a slow drawl.
 
“What a surprise indeed, Jamesy boy, I never thought you’d actually leave work
before the nigh came and went.” Sirius muttered as she shifted away from Lily.
“Calm your wife, Jamesy, she’s gone mental.”
 
“I have not gone mental, Sirius Black!” Lily said through clenched teeth, her
wand still pointed at the man. She had a stinging hex on the tip of her tongue,
the next thing to provoke her was going to be hexed. “When you tell me that I
should show more cleavage and that may make James stay home more often, I am
going to be furious!”
 
“It was a compliment, Lils!” Sirius defended instantly. He turned to James with
a smirk. “You know… I think you should wear more revealing clothes too, Jamesy
boy – ow!”
 
“You’re walking a very fine line, Sirius, if you keep it up then I’ll throw you
outside like the dog you are.” Lily said with a half-smile. “Of course, the
next time you come around here for a dinner, I’m putting your food in a bowl
and you can eat on the floor.” She smiled when her son let out a squeal of
delight on the matter.
 
Sirius sniffed and pouted at Harry. “Prongslet, you’re meant to be on my side!”
He slumped into a chair and gestured for James and Lily to do the same thing,
flicking his wrist around as if he was giving orders. “Anyway, Jamesy, what’d
you find out about Vol – You-Know-Who today?” He paused when Lily glared at him
for saying the ‘V-word’ near Harry. “Last I heard, mainly from the duds below
us, You-Know-Who has pretty much stopped attacking, no raids have been planned,
nothing.”
 
Lily stopped drinking her tea and gaped at Sirius, who gave her a casual shrug.
She turned to her husband who was getting slobbered on by Harry and then
snapped back to Sirius with green eyes flaring with accusation. Worry filled
her facial features the more she thought on that simple piece of news. “You-
Know-Who isn’t attacking? You mean to try and tell me that he’s no longer
insane or attacking everyone mindlessly as he has done for the past few years?”
 
James gave a shrug, slipping his fingers out of his son’s mouth, and looked at
his wife carefully. “You know, he hasn’t attacked mindlessly for a while, these
case reports – they’re too well organized – no blood was spilled, nothing.” He
rolled his eyes when his son grasped a handful of his hair, he tilted his head
so his son didn’t rip chunks out. “It’s not exactly a bad thing, Lily, trust me
on that.”
 
Lily shook her head, her dark-red hair flying everywhere. “The only reason he
wasn’t able to conquer us is simply because he had no strategy, he has numbers,
but no logic, something no wizards tend to have these days. A strategist will
win a war, do make me start quoting Sun Tzu, James.” She let out a long breath.
“At least when he mindlessly attacked he was sloppy, if he isn’t attacking
people then he has a plan, it’s a bad thing.”
 
Sirius gave a snort and threw his hands up at the heated glare. “Surely not,
Lils, you can’t want him to actually attack and kill people?”
 
“Of course not, Merlin forbid.” Lily said, she sighed and placed her cup down
on the table. “If he isn’t insane any more than he isn’t a predicable opponent.
I was hoping he would stay insane and ignore the prophecy, but if he’s no
longer a lunatic, that could mean that Harry could be in real danger.” She
faced her husband and son. “Please tell me that Albus at least knows, please,
just tell me he knows.”
 
James gave his frantic wife an easy, yet calming, smile and shifted Harry on
his lap. “It’s Dumbledore, Lily… that man tends to know everything about
anything. It was Dumbledore who informed me about You-Know-Who and how his
sanity has seemed to come back. Of course, Dumbledore said that it was a façade
and that it was a plan and that he would use the quietness to attack in mass.”
He said calmly, keeping any anger out of his voice. “You-Know-Who being quiet
is just better for us, that means I can be at home more and we can up our
defences on the house, that way if he does come, then we can defend him better.
With all this quietness, we can better protect Harry.”
 
“Alright, alright…” Lily repeated over and over in her head after the first two
times. She made sure it stuck in her head that it was a good idea and that she
was doing right by her son, she couldn’t bare losing him. She slowly crept
closer to James and Harry, making sure her son was alright. “Let me – hold him,
James, let me.” She pleaded, her arms held out so her son could be placed in
her hands. “She held him tightly and walked around the kitchen cooing over him.
A loud thump on the door startled her and she grasped her son tighter than she
should have at that moment, not that he complained. “Fuck!” She breathed out.
 
“Lily!” James said in a low tone, not threatening, but enough to get the
message through. “Sirius, be quiet, it isn’t funny.” He added when his friend
started laughing behind his hand. “If that’s harry first word, I am blaming the
both of you for it. He will not say that foul word at all, ever.”
 
Lily ignored the threat and focused on the front door. She put a protecting
form around Harry, her wand pointing at the door. “Be quiet, James.” She
whispered towards her husband. “Someone is at the door! We told people no
visitors until this who0le thing blows over, they could be tailed. What if –
what if it’s Him, James? What if You-Know-Who is at the door?”
 
Sirius barely managed to keep his snort in, but he did for Lily’s sake. “I
highly doubt that You-Know-Who would actually knock on your door, Lils, I
assume he would just blow it down and start flinging off curses.” He trailed
off with that train of thought, mostly in his head, aware of the glare he got
from Lily. “You’re just lucky that you have two strapping Aurors here to
protect you.”

James crept towards the front door, his wand held tightly in his hand, he
turned towards Lily and Sirius and pushed his index finger over his lips,
signalling them to remain quiet. He carefully slipped open the door and glanced
out at the people standing on his front porch, it was dark due to the storm
that had occurred not even an hour ago. In the next flash the door was yanked
open and he took a step backwards, his grip on his wand loosened, and a shocked
expression on his face. “Remus I’m so – Peter too? Fantastic!” He gestured them
to come in. “I’m so glad that you two decided to stop by tonight.”
 
Remus gave a soft, yet calming, smile as his pale face tightened slightly. “I’m
sorry for being late, James, I got held up at the Ministry, it’s not a pleasant
place.” He muttered the last few words more to himself than anyone else. “Lily
– and is that little Harry? I haven’t seen him in months! He’s grown.”
 
“The Ministry?” Lily said, shifting to greet her friend. “What do they want
with you?”
 
“I’m not sure if you’re aware, but Vold – You-Know-Who wants nothing to do with
werewolves, as he calls us a disgrace and impure, the Ministry has decided that
we have a use in this war, if we’re not being used by You-Know-Who.” Remus said
with a strained voice. “No one really knows why You-Know-Who no longer wishes
to have aid from werewolves, he has kept most other creatures, just not half-
human creatures.”
 
Lily turned to James instantly. “You did not tell me about this, James!” She
breathed out, her hair finally settled from the force she spun her head. “You
didn’t tell me!”
 
James’s eyes widened. “It’s news to me that You-Know-Who wants nothing to do
with werewolves –”
 
“Not that, you idiot!” Lily snapped. “Why didn’t you tell me that Remus could
have gotten a job? Even if it is for the Ministry, who don’t deserve his
talents.”
 
“I wanted – Remus to – say something, Remus.” James muttered, looking at his
intelligent friend with wide eyes.
 
“I wanted to keep the news secret, Lily, I know you’re like a sister to me, but
I wanted to announce it all at once and then celebrate.” Remus said honestly.
“Trust me on that one, I’m just glad to have a job, I can get my own house!”
 
The conversation drifted around that topic, of course during the period Peter
and Harry remained quiet, unless you take in Harry squealing whenever magic was
cast, but aside from that, he remained quiet, happy to just listen. Within
seconds everyone was at the dining table and a mixture of drinks placed in
front of them, some had Firewhisky and others had a nice cup of tea, and then
there was Harry, who had tipped his juice onto the table. The conversation
shifted between various topics, but mostly stayed on the topic of werewolves
and the fact that You-Know-Who didn’t want them and therefore the Ministry of
Magic utilized them and gave most willing werewolves a job as an Auror,
assuming they had the qualifications of course. Remus didn’t mind being called
a backup plan or the fact he was being used, just being employed was enough for
the man.
 
Lily waved her wand and cleaned the mess that her son tended to make whenever
he was near a liquid that wasn’t in a bottle or something where it could be
contained. She glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed when she realized it
far beyond his sleeping time. She mentally debated about letting him stay up
for just a little bit longer. Of course when her son began to laugh and gurgle
when he was tickled from both his father and godfather she leant back a little
bit and let him stay up for twenty or so more minutes.
 
James glanced at his son, who was staring at the roof with tired eyes. He was
about to say that Lily should perhaps get him to bed, but his wife seemed to
read his mind and dashed up and picked up their tired son.
 
“Come on, Harry, let’s get you into bed before you fall asleep at the table.”
Lily said with a fond smile. “Maybe, we’ll have time for a quick story, yeah?”
She slowly walked out of the rom, rocking her son slowly. She gently slid shut
the door towards the hallway behind her, leaving it slightly ajar as she began
to ascend the steps towards the second floor.
 
===============================================================================
 
“So, as I was saying, before I was rudely interrupted by Sirius, these cease of
attacks are worrying, they’re a part of something, something big, bigger than
before.” Remus said as he glared at Sirius for daring to interrupt his speech.
He had watched Lily leave the room and leave the door ajar and that’s when he
decided to begin to speak about this.
 
James nodded and took a quick sip of Lily’s tea, not wanting to drink his own
Firewhisky. “I dislike that he’s so quiet, I know just before I said it was a
bad thing, but I fully agree with Lily, if he’s not as insane as he was before,
what could that mean for us? You know that Lily thinks I’m working too hard and
that I’ll burn myself out, but I don’t think that I honestly could.” He said as
he looked around the room. “Harry’s safety is on the top of my list.”
 
“Someone needs to catch and bring in Voldemort’s forces, as there’s only so
much that we can do alone. That someone is you, Jamesy boy.” Sirius said with a
half barked laugh and a half shrug.
 
James honestly knew that simple statement was one hundred percent true, in
every aspect that it was spoken in. He wouldn’t stop working until he had most
of Voldemort’s forces locked behind bars and in Azkaban, where they belong. He
originally didn’t join the Auror department just for that, he had the Galleons
to live comfortably and not ever have to work, but he enjoyed working, he
couldn’t just sit around and do nothing. Of course, most would disagree and say
that becoming an Auror wasn’t worth the risk or the pay, but after a few measly
months as working as one he found that he rather enjoyed working alongside
Sirius, who was a highly competent dueller. It was more than just being a light
wizard putting a stopper in dark wizard’s plans.
 
James of course knew that the reason he worked so hard and as constantly as he
did was so that his son would be safe, it was bad enough being born into a war,
even worse when a prophecy was made about your son and would put his life in
constant danger. It wasn’t his son’s job to save the word, not even close, it
was his job, and he would make sure that his son grew up in a safe and secure
world.
 
Sirius saw the glum look on his friend’s face, most likely the man was deep in
thought. “Cheer up, Jamesy, I’m pretty sure that this war will be over soon, I
reckon it will be over by the time Harry can walk without tripping over.” He
wandlessly and nonverbally summoned a bottle of Firewhisky from the counter and
silently handed it to James, who refused to touch his own. “With two, now three
if we include Remus, Aurors around, Harry will be perfectly safe from any harm
that may come his way. You know, it could very well be four Aurors in the
house, care to help us make it four, Peter?”
 
Peter nearly jumped sky-high when he heard Sirius’ question, he was still
thinking about what was said, that the war would be over before Harry could
walk properly, it was true, it would be. “Nah, I dunno, really… I enjoy being
in the Order of the Phoenix and such, but Auror stuff ain’t my strength, not
good at it, y’know how I was in school.”
 
Sirius sent Peter a curious glance and just nodded. “Yeah, I mean, the pay
isn’t half bad though, we get half of what a Hit Wizard gets and we only need
half the requirements.” He barked out a laugh and finished off the last bit of
Firewhisky that he had, he slid the empty bottle forward and leant back on the
chair slightly. “At least we didn’t have to do the training those guys did, I
heard that they do like five years of training just for one part of the
complete thing, by the time you get the job you’re like thirty and locked
behind fifteen or so Unbreakable Vows.”
 
“Doing strenuous activities was never your strong suit, was it Sirius?” Remus
couldn’t help but snipe in from his position near the window. “Seems like
you’re limited to a certain amount of actions a day, if you pass that then you
just shut down.”
 
“Cleaning, cooking, and the other boring things are locked out.” Sirius
muttered before standing up and getting another bottle from the counter.
“Chasing tail is the only thing that I can do constantly with no limit.”
 
“Sirius!” Remus growled from his chair. “Lily will have your head, you know how
she is when you make those reference like that in her house.”
 
“Jamesy would never let that happen, right Jamesy?” Sirius smirked from the
position near the counter, he leant against it. “You’d protect me from your
wife, right, Jamesy?”
 
“If you call me Jamesy again, I’ll just give Lily the pensieve memory and then
tie you to the wall and let her hit you with hexes for hours on end.” James
said with a slight laugh. “You above all, Sirius, know I hate that name, it
only got worse and worse the more you said it around my parents, they began to
call me it daily, even when you weren’t around.”
 
“I think it’s a wonderful nickname, Prongs.” Sirius couldn’t help but say with
a chuckle, but he let the subject drop. “I wonder what’s going on with Lils and
harry, he must be giving her a hard time, a Marauder in the making.”
 
===============================================================================
 
Lily finally saw Harry fall back to sleep, after the third time, his hands
clenched tightly around his little lion toy. She began to walk away when a soft
snore left his lips, she chuckled and extinguished the light and shuddered as a
dread feeling washed over her, she wondered what that feeling was and what
caused it, but she wasn’t stupid, pulling out her wand, she slowly tiptoed down
the stairs, avoiding that one creaky step. She hardly made it down the stairs
when she realized that the house was far too quiet, even more-so with four
Marauders in the house, but mainly Sirius.
 
Lily shifted into the entrance hallway of her little house, she peered slowly
into the sitting room, and then again in the downstairs bathroom. She shifted
uneasily towards the kitchen, where she knew the four Marauders were, if
Voldemort was here, she would defend her son with her life. What made
everything worse was the fact that she heard nothing, no spells or blasts being
cast while she was with Harry. She stepped into the dining room, her soft gasp
was loud enough to her ears and she quickly hushed it, slowly opening the door
with her wand pointed out in front of her.
 
In the middle of the dining room was James, who was on his back, bits of wood
covered his chest, a puddle of his own blood surrounded his head, shards of
glass pressed roughly in his face, his arm bent at an odd angle and his wand
lay loosely in his still hands. If it wasn’t for the fact his chest was slowly
rising and then falling she would have assumed he had died.
 
In the corner of the room was Remus, who had a look of shock on his face. His
wand was next to him and a book was opened on the floor next to him. Lily let
her green eyes make sure he was alright and still alive, which he thankfully
was.
 
Off to the side, body crumped over the counter, was Sirius, his wand was stuck
loosely in his hand and a nearby bottle of Firewhisky had shattered along the
floor at his feet.
 
“Oh Merlin!” Lily muttered to herself softly. She walked in the room wand still
pointed at the center of the room.
 
“Stupefy!”
 
“Protego!” Lily called out, deflecting the red jet of light towards the window,
shattering it. “Peter, what are you doing, we’re your friends!” She cried at
the man. “Surely you wouldn’t turn your back on almost twelve years of
friendship?”
 
Peter whimpered, but held his wand firm in his hand. “I’m sorry, Lily, I never
– I never wanted you to die.” He almost sobbed and clenched his wand tighter.
“But the Dark Lord needs Harry Potter, Harry must die, not you, not you – just
Harry!”
 
“I should have known, Peter why?” Lily pleaded, her green eyes landed on James
and then flicked back to Peter. “Expelliarmus!”
 
Peter deflected the spell and darted towards the door, he kept his wand in his
hand firmly. All he had to do was hold off Lily and then make sure he could at
least get to Harry and then leave. He was on the sixth step, about to step up
when he heard the Incantation that would make him fail his task.
 
“Glisseo!” Lily cried, she listened and heard the tell-tale signs that the
spell had worked, a loud, wailing, klaxon-like sound and the steps melted
together to make a long, smooth stone slide like a helter-skelter. She paused
and watched as Peter tumbled down the slide, one of his hands got stuck in the
railing and appeared to snap, she winced at the sound.
 
Peter whimpered at the bottom of the stairs, his wand was tucked under his
body, he wouldn’t be able to move to cast anything at Lily at the moment. He
couldn’t cause her any harm, she was always the nice one of the group, which is
why he tried to go easy on her. “Lily… I’m sorry… He would have killed you
otherwise, you can have another son… my friends.”
 
“Why did you go to him Peter?” Lily questioned. “What did he offer you that we
couldn’t?”
 
“P-Power!” Peter stuttered out. “He offered me power and I wanted it, so badly,
Lily… please.”
 
“Why, Peter?” Lily asked again, her wand still pointed at him. “That’s a
pathetic excuse, you’re better than that, you follow that man blindly, and you
put us in risk by telling him where we were!” Her voice got louder the more she
spoke, the anger she felt at this man for putting her son in danger couldn’t be
matched.
 
“I never told him your house, I told him I knew and he told me to get in and
get Harry for him, he told me that if Harry died you’d be safe… he said… safe –
you – James and Sirius alive, not dead… he would have killed you if he came
here, Lily… please. U-Understand!” Peter blurted out, his body slightly shook.
 
“Get out, Peter.” Lily shouted. “Just leave, I’ll deal with James and try and
him less angry, but he will come after you, you know that right?” She continued
forcing the man to stand with her harsh green eyes. “Everything will change,
we’ll move and your master will never get his hand son Harry, never!” She
flicked her wand and the front door opened and Peter was tossed out shortly
after, his wand followed him, the door was locked and she sat in the window and
watched him disapparate.
 
Lily didn’t waste any time, she rushed to her husband’s side and summoned the
Muggle medical kit that she kept in the bathroom, and she caught it when it
spiralled into the dining room. She dabbed the cloth and put it on James’ head,
stopping the blood flow. She stood and cast a quick Rennervate on both Sirius
and Remus who sheepishly blinked and then jolted upright cursing Peter.
 
“Damnit, I don’t know how he got the better of me.” Sirius groaned. “Best
duellist of this decade and I got outsmarted by Peter of all people.”
 
“While he may not have duelling talents, Sirius, he had the upper hand and the
surprise that came with it.” Remus said sadly. “It’s never wise to try and duel
a mother who fears for her family. I have a myth that they draw on the magic of
the family to defend it, but it’s just a myth.” He muttered and smiled when
Sirius let out a bark of a laugh before dropping down near James, helping Lily
tend to his wounds. “I’ll just contact Dumbledore.”
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