Prologue
One rainy night a house was being watched by a dark figure in a cloak. The house belonged to a Lily and James Potter.
The cloaked figure walked up to the house. When the figure reached the door the person pulled out a wand and mumbled a word and the door instantly opened. When the figure was fully in the house the door closed. The figure walked in what looked like the living room. There was a sound coming from upstairs.
Going up the stairs the figure could see a light up there. When the cloaked figure reached the top, the figure stood in a long hallway. There was some light coming from the bottom of a door and the figure stopped right in front of it. The figure moved their free hand on the doorknob. Turning the doorknob slowly, when it clicked to indicate that the door was ready to open the figure pushed the door opened and froze at the sight.
There was no one in there. Then in an instant a door opened down the hall and a woman with a bundle in her arms ran down the opposite way of the hall. The cloaked figure raised the wand that was in his right hand and was about to mumble a curse when a man came from the same room the woman came out of and said a curse of his own. The cloaked figure blocked the curse and did one back.
This went on between the two for a few short minutes when the man said, "Get out of here, Voldemort. We are not going to summit to you."
The cloaked figure named Voldemort smirked before saying, "Who said anything about summiting when I'm going to kill you, James?"
Curses flew through the air once more. It seemed that it could go on forever when James finally made one fatal mistake. He blocked a curse that came and he looked down for a moment and didn't notice another curse coming his way and got hit and instantly died.
Voldemort started humming and smiled down at James' dead body before walking farther down the hallway. There was one door left and Voldemort knew that James' wife Lily was in there. The lights were on in the room and when Voldemort forced it open Lily was standing there with her wand in her hand. She looked at Voldemort frightened. She raised her wand about to cast a spell, but before she could Voldemort waved his wand and her wand went flying across the room.
He raised his wand and was about to cast another spell when there was a small cry. Voldemort looked down and saw a little baby boy on the floor. No more than a few months old. That's when he noticed that in the room there was a baby crib and other things. He smirked and looked up at Lily when she stepped in front of the little baby boy.
He raised his wand and said calmly, "Avada Kedavra!"
There was a flash of green light and Lily let out a loud scream. The little baby boy let out another soft cry. Voldemort looked at the little boy and raised his wand wanting to finish his quest. When he shot the death curse at the boy Voldemort felt pain in his body and he collapsed.
Voldemort opened his eyes in confusion. Not knowing what just happened. Standing up he looked over where the little baby boy was and froze in shock when he noticed that the little baby boy was still alive. The only damage that was done was a small lightning bolt carved into the boy's forehead.
The little boy was still crying. Voldemort walked up to the baby boy and bent down and picked him up. The little boy stopped crying immediately. Voldemort looked at the boy in more confusion. He didn't know what to do. The boy was very peculiar.
Studying the baby boy for a few more minutes Voldemort finally figured out what he was going to do. He walked over to the baby's crib and grabbed a blanket. He wrapped the little boy into the blanket and held the boy in his arms. Voldemort smiled down at the now sleeping boy and walked to the door. He turned for a last look at Lily Potter's body before leaving the house completely.
