“Bella, where are you going?” A lanky framed man asked as he ran behind a woman. He was wearing a long black robe,face hidden behind mask. The woman flourished her robes leaving a trail behind. A Dark Mark could be seen hovering over the Potters’ house. All the other weak runts must have fled by now.
“Bella stop.” In haste to stop her, he pulled on her sleeve.
“How dare you touch my hem? Crucio!” The man writhed in agony.
“Know your position, Barty Whelp." Pleasure coursed through her body diminishing some grief. Barty Crouch patiently got back on his legs. His mask was askew, his face –showing the visage of youth. Barty followed her, albeit maintaining some distance. Bella twirled her wand around and cast a Disillusionment charm. The village is visible, twinkling in fairy light. The Muggles were swarming like angry bees, hence making it difficult to walk in disillusions’ state. She is one of the few to whom the Dark Lord confessed his plans.
“Whoa, look at the fireworks!”
“Who did it?” All convened to watch a fluorescent skull with a protruding snake for its tongue, floating in the sky.
“What happened? Where is the Dark Lord?” Bella was musing the same thought. In sheer happiness, the Dark Lord would have crushed all these vermin.
“I know that rat Wormtail betrayed us. He led the Dark Lord into a trap.”
“Silence.” Barty Crouch stopped speaking.
“The Dark Lord is the strongest wizard alive. He cannot fall to any puny trap.”
The broken down Potter house came into their view. The Dark Mark had broken the Fidelius charm, but the house's Muggle-repelling charms were still working. A giant man was talking raptly with her cousin, Sirus. Hugging the half giant, Sirius disappeared. The giant man sat on equally giant bike and kicked the engine into life. The incident that would change history happened in a moment. Bella's eyes spotted Harry, so small that he was comfortably nested into the half-giant's palm. Something strange clutched her heart, a raw feeling. More pure than she did when casting the Cruciatus curse. ‘SAVE HIM, PROTECT HIM’, she heard. For the first time, Bella could feel the wrongness of her path.Since sacrificing her son, love of her husband her heart only had loneliness, hatred, fear. She could redeem herself; lead a life in a new light, with the Dark Lord gone.
“That brat is alive. How is this possible?” Crouch moaned. “If I take him, I will be the Dark Lord's most trusted.”
“Avada !" Crouch was about to perform the killing curse on Harry.
A man appeared on the corner the cat had been watching.
"fancy seeing You here Professor McGonagall."
The man :Albus Percival Wulfric Brain Dumbledore; is consider the strongest wizard alive turns to face the cat which surprisingly turns into stern looking women.
"Hagrid is late." Professor Mcgonagall comments.
Suddenly the air vibrate with an ear splitting roar which hails the entry of large man with equally large flying bike.
"is he alright." Dumbledore asked.
"yeh, sleeping like a stone." Hagrid replied.
Suddenly Dumbledore straightened. “Subtlety is not your style, Bella.”
“Dumbledore, you can see through Disillusionment?”
“Bellatrix!” McGonagall screamed pointing her wand.
“You.” Hagrid growled pulling Harry deeper.
“Only someone like you would step foot on a Muggle dunghill like this,” Bellatrix sneered.
“Are you here for some lemon drops?” Dumbledore asked mildly, but his eyes held no twinkle.
“I want Harry….” But before she could complete her sentence, she was immobilized, unable to move.
“Yeh jest. That monster killed James...Lily. You wanta kill harry. I canna let yeh do it,” Hagrid howled.
“Calm down Hagrid.” Dumbledore mildly chided.
“I can protect him. Love Harry more than those Muggle scums.”
“Love him, Bella?” Dumbledore stared intently into the too innocent eyes.
“Merlin’s hat Lily! What have you done?” Dumbledore cursed, playing with his beard.
“I can become valuable. I can work to bring the Dark Lord down.”
“What happened, Albus? What is she babbling about?” McGonagall asked, her question punctuated by Hagrid’s howl.
“Lily chose Bella as Harry’s protector.”
“How is that possible?” McGonagall asked in surprise.
“Love sometimes makes strange choices.”
Bella fell on the ground as the immobilization spell lifted. She sprang back to her legs like a tigress.
“Albus, you are not seriously thinking of handing Harry to her.”
“Meet me afterwards. I can explain.”
“Night cap, Albus,” McGonagall replied curtly before turning back into a cat. The cat stared fiercely at Bella before walking away.
“Hagrid, could you just drop Harry at Lestrange Manor? Wait for me. I will shortly be there after some talk with young Bella.”
“Okay, Professor Dumbledore, sir.” He roared off.
Bella too disappeared. Dumbledore turned and walked back down the street. On the corner, he stopped and took out the silver deluminator. He clicked it, returning all the stolen light. He cast his eyes over Privet Drive one last time. Then, he too disappeared, thinking of what the future had in store for young Harry.