Chapter Zero • Prologue
Harry James Potter was having another tantrum. It was the second time today. His sister, Lyra Remy Potter, was silently playing with blocks, ignoring her brother's fit. Today was Harry and Lyra's first Halloween, but since they are in hiding they stayed home.
Lily, their mother, ran into the room and picked up the screaming boy. "Now, now, Harry, please calm down. Shhh, shh," she soothed. Her husband, James, entered the room behind her and suppressed a shout when he saw Lyra.
"Lily, come here! Look at Lyra." James said, trying not to be too loud.
"Why? What's wrong?" Lily asked, turning around panickedly.
"Our daughter is doing magic."
"How?" Lily said, bewildered. After a moment of silence, she turned to Lyra and said, "Lyra, drop the block." The little red-headed girl giggled, and the block dropped.
"Can you pick it back up?" James asked hesitantly. Lyra nodded proudly and the block floated into the air again. Lyra had mastered her magic at the age of one.
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"Lily, he's here! Take Harry and Lyra and run!" James shouted. Green light flashed, shining through the doorway into the room that Lily and her children were in. An old, bearded man stepped through that doorway a moment later.
"Foolish girl, hand me the boy!" Dumbledore ordered.
"Never!" Lily screamed back, as she moved to stand in front of her crying children.
Dumbledore sighed. "I guess we'll have to do this the hard way. Avada Kedavra!"
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