Hi, everyone...this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction and I, being a huge HP fan always wanted to write something related to it. So here we go...

A/N: Our life is influenced by the decisions that we make. All our actions are determined by a decision. Sometimes, a seemingly trivial decision can change the course of our entire life. The following set of events was set into motion when Lord Voldemort decided to take someone with him when he went to kill the Potters and that someone in turn decided to...well, read and find out.

NB: As I am new, I still don't know how you amazing readers will respond. So please after reading, even if you are not in the mood, kindly (imagine me lying on your feet and begging) leave a review which will encourage me to write. Write anything, good, bad, whatever, you could even write about the weather for all I care, but (now almost desperate) please do REVIEW.

I have written "AAAAAAAAAA" whenever there is a change of scene. I tried to draw a line but it did not work, nor did the asterisks. If you know Please tell me how its done.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Prologue

It was quiet under a dark night sky. Godric's Hollow was very silent. The moon was still hiding between the clouds and there were no stars to be seen. There was a big storm coming and most people were inside but little did they know that an actual storm was about to hit the wizarding world and that this night would be etched in their memories for a long time to come.

Out of thin air two hooded figures appeared on the road. One was a tall man who seemed to have a commanding aura surrounding him. He did not look like your everyday wizard who would go to work and return in the evening to his wife and children. He was more like the ghosts whose stories the small children had to be told to make them sleep. He hardly qualified as a human. His face was not something associated with human anatomy. His features were more snake like than human. He called himself Lord Voldemort.

His companion was a woman who looked less like a woman and more like a scavenger. She was tall, thin and wearing a bone-white mask. She was wearing black robes and was looking at Voldemort like a devotee in front of his God. Together both formed a pair whose mere sight would make any sane man run away as fast as his legs could carry him.

Voldemort spoke in his sleek voice, "Wait here Bella, I have a meeting with Harry Potter."

AAAAAAAAAA

Bellatrix was waiting patiently as her master had gone to the Potters' house. She had already seen two flashes of green lit the night, the last one couple of seconds ago which she assumed were the parents. "Fools!" she thought, "trying to save their son when they should run for their own-" Bellatrix stopped in mid- thought as the brightest flash of green in the entire night lit up Godric's Hollow and she heard a huge explosion. In the distance, she saw the top floor of the Potter house blasted apart. There was a moment of silence and then noise. As people started realising that something was wrong nearby, sounds of activity started coming from inside the houses and rooms began to be lit. Bellatrix knew something was not right. Something had gone wrong. This was not her master's work. The aurors would be arriving at any moment and even worse that old headmaster. She needed to find out what was happening and get out of there fast. The Dark Lord had not thought about something like this. Little did she know that he had not thought about most of the things that would take place tonight.

AAAAAAAAAA

Bellatrix was standing in front of the baby. It was crying. As soon as she had seen the baby alive she knew something was wrong with her master. She tried to contact him but got no response. She assumed the worst. She looked at the baby, the look of the deepest hatred in her face. She raised her wand starting to utter the killing curse. But then she stopped as an idea struck her. Her grief at the loss of her master knew no bounds but she knew that she had to stay calm. In the distance she heard the deep rumble of a motorcycle. She knew who it was. She looked into the green eyes of the crying child.

"I will have my revenge, Harry Potter." she said. With that she picked up the baby and apparated to the front of the house.

The motorcycle was drawing nearer. She had to leave and could not risk leaving any prints.

She could almost see the face of the rider. She aimed with her wand and shot a curse. The entire house was blown apart.

Sirius Black was stopped in mid-air by the force of the blast. He knew he had seen a woman but till he reached his friends' burning house she was already gone...

So, how was it? please review and let me know. constructive criticisms are welcome. The more the reviews, the greater will be the encouragement to write more and post fast. I have done one part of my job. now I am waiting for your reviews (imagine my state to be like that of Hermione when she was waiting for her OWLs results). PLEASE REVIEW.