This was the moment of truth. This was the moment that Josh anticipated and feared all at the same time. Once his name was read, it would be the end of a chapter and beginning on a new one.

Professor McGonagall looked down at the scroll of all the first year names and took a breath before reading out, "Josh Riddle-Potter."

In Josh's mind, it was as just as his uncle Harry told him what happened when his name was read. The whole entire hall broke out into whispers, and they all focused on him. Just like he was taught, Josh held his head high and took his seat on the stool waiting for the sorting.

Would he follow the footsteps of his parents and become a Slytherin, cunning, ambitious, and keen to self-preservation, or would he follow the footsteps of his uncle and become a noble, courageous and brave Gryffindor?

Professor McGonagall placed that hat on Josh's head and the hat came alive, "Great blood in you. Your Father was a great wizard. Powerful and eager to learn. Your mother, such a strong willed woman and Merlin did she know her spells. Slytherin would be the perfect house for you to reach your full potential. Yet, you're different from the Slytherin house. You are a brave and loyal man, just like the boy who lived."

"Look no offense hat but I'm not my dad nor my mom nor my uncle. I'm Josh. So put me in the house that is for me not that will please everyone." Josh rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherin table cheered and clapped. Josh hopped off the stool and sat his new house table…and his parents' house.

Josh's story does not start at here. It doesn't even start the day he was born. It starts on October 31st, 1981.

James Potter rocked his daughter, Ivy, "I just figured something out Lily."

"And what's that?" Lily smiled at Harry's laugh.

"Our daughter is going to bring trouble. She's already a looker."

Lily laughed, "Good thing she has an older twin brother to look after her. Besides, Brenda is already protective of the twins."

"Well that's because my sister and my lovely best friend has trained my niece to be a quiet plotter, but still Lily. Look at this girl," James turned Ivy to face her mother. Ivy was Harry's identical twin, only she had tame hair like her mother.

"She is perfect."

"Just like her mother," James smiled. Ivy wriggled out of her father's grasp and crawled to her brother. "These two will never be separated."

The proud parents watched as their twins started playing together. It was as though they were one person. James couldn't help, but think about his younger sister Melissa. Melissa and James were two peas in a pod, and were closer than close. James was snapped out of his thoughts when Ivy yawned which set off Harry's yawn.

"Time to put these two to bed," Lily picked up Harry and James picked up Ivy. "Goodnight. I love you," Lily kissed Harry and Ivy's head while tucking them in. James wrapped his arms around Lily's waist and hummed softly until the twins were asleep.

Lord Voldemort stared down the twins. Harry stood in front of his crying sister protecting her. Once Voldemort fell and Harry was scared, Ivy was taken by a death eater and separated from her brother for 11 years.

~Meanwhile~

Melissa shot up from the couch clutching her heart. Her husband, Sirius, sat up worried and looked over at her, "What's wrong?"

"James. Something is wrong with James."

"Love, he's safe. He's hidden from everyone."

"Except Peter, I never trusted that little rat. There is a reason why his animagus is a rat Sirius."

Sirius sighed and rubbed his face. He hated to admit it, Melissa was right. "I'm sure they are fine."

"I know what I feel! Something is wrong with my brother," she got up out of bed.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to send an owl to Dumbledore to see if he knows anything."

As if on cue, the doorbell rang. Melissa's heart dropped and panic set it. Please just be Remus saying hi. Please. Melissa ran down the steps closely followed by Sirius. The door was yanked open and there stood Albus Dumbledore holding a bundle in his arms.

"What happened?" Melissa took the baby and realized it was Harry. "Where is Ivy?" Harry woke up at his aunt's voice and began to cry his little heart out. Melissa held him close to her.

"Lord Voldemort has fallen, but at the risk of James and Lily's lives."

Melissa held on to Harry even tighter as tears poured out of her eyes. Sirius had a blank expression on his face. He had fallen asleep in Melissa's tight embrace, but had a tighter grip on her as if he was afraid she'd leave him to. "Where is Ivy?"

"She wasn't there. I'm afraid that she was taken by one of his death eaters."

"Taken? No. You have to find her."

"There is no trace of them to track."

"I know who would know," Sirius grabbed his jacket.

"Sirius-" Melissa looked at him. He walked over and wiped her tears.

"I'll be home soon. I love you. If Brenda wakes up tonight, tell her I went for a walk." He put a hand on her baby bump and kissed her softly.

"I love you too," She sniffled and watched him leave.

"I trust that I can leave Harry in your care."

"Always," She kissed Harry's head.

"I am sorry for your lost, Melissa. I must go," Dumbledore nodded and left. Melissa sat down on her rocking chair and waiting for Sirius to return, only he never returned. Melissa didn't even flinch when she heard the floo go off. She didn't flinch when Remus and his wife, Jen, came and told her Sirius was taken off to Azkaban. She felt numb. She had lost her big brother and her husband in a matter of hours.

The only feeling Melissa had was when her 2-year-old daughter burst into tears because her daddy wasn't coming home. What she wouldn't give for it to be yesterday.