Sorrow in an Alley
James Arthur Malfoy-Potter hid in the alleyway of London, the rain falling and his teddy clutched in his hand. His guardian dragon resting on his shoulder. The tears he was shedding mixed easily with the rain falling around him.
Jamie didn't know if he was alone in the world now or if his family was still alive. The Dark Lord Ginerva Weasley had finally made her last attack on the magickal world he had called his home for the last nine years of his life.
The woman that had once been the closest friends of his Da and Daddy had suddenly gone evil the just a few months before. She had tried to kill his Auntie Luna, who was been her wife and pregnant with their child, his future sister Lily.
He didn't understand how his Auntie Ginny went from being the one who gave him hugs and taught him silly songs, to being the Dark Lord. There had seemed to be no warning.
It was as though she woke up one day and decided to go evil. For the last few months everyone had been trying to fight her and to figure out what was happening.
Then she had attacked Diagon Alley and his Daddy had told him to run. There were other kids that had done the same, but they had gotten to go home as it seemed his Auntie and her followers were only trying to kill Jamie.
Now Jamie was in the alley by himself and there was a rat staring at him and his guardian was lighting itself enough that he could be seen and Jamie was wondering if this was when he died.
The rat turned itself into a man, who wasn't all that attractive and looked as much like a rat as a man as he did in his amanimagus form.
"Relax Jamie, I'm not here to hurt you. I want to help you." The man said with an oily smile. Jamie didn't believe him at all.
"Wormtail how unpleasant to see you aren't dead." A silk, husky voice said from at the opening of the alley. Jamie sniffled in relief when he saw his Da stalking down the alley, his wand already drawn.
Behind his Da was his Daddy and his Uncle Neville, all sharing the same thunderous rage on their faces. Jamie wanted to run to them, but he also didn't want to go near the man who was called Wormtail.
"Draco, Harry." Peter Pettigrew began only to fall dead in his tracks. Draco had calmly used the Killing Curse on the man who had used the last traces of Voldemort to gain control of Ginny and use her to try to take control of the Wizarding World.
Ginny was dead, having taken her own life just hours earlier rather than sacrifice Lily and Luna to create her own horocrux. It was how they had learned that Peter was still alive and trying to gain power.
Teddy had been separated from Jamie a few days earlier and had come to the manor looking for them, hoping they would be able to find his little brother. It was then that they learned that Jamie was the target of all of the attacks.
Then Luna was captured and now that she and the baby were safe they had gone searching for Jamie to bring him home and to safety. Their friends had searched out and were dealing with those that were following Ginny. Thankfully she had not amassed the following that Voldemort had in either Blood War.
Jamie rushed forward throwing himself in his parents arms and crying over all that he had suffered in the last few months. Harry and Draco cradled their son against them and let Neville hug the boy.
As the family reunited Jamie's guardian perched on Draco's shoulder and watched the alley for any danger. She took her job seriously and Lily Potter would never allow anyone to kill her grandson. Just as Tonks guarded Teddy, Lily guarded Jamie.
James would be coming to guard little Lily, and Sirius guarded Rosie Weasley, and Remus guarded Annie Longbottom. Those that passed on would come back to guard the children of their family.
Ginny would someday return a dragon to guard the children of her family and to watch as they grew and loved and made children of their own. It was what Lady Magick promised them for the suffering they bore to give way for the ways of the Fates.
