Prologue:
'Not many people remember Oliver Potter, Minerva' sighed Albus Dumbledore. 'Oliver Potter?' said McGonagall 'James Potter's older brother? I thought he moved to France after he left Hogwarts. A job with the French Ministry, if I am not mistaken. Oh he was a clever boy not very unlike his brother Albus you know.' She said with a sly smile. As Minerva continued reminiscing about the past and comparing the two Potter boys Albus gave her a sad smile and looked at her with his piercing blue eyes. She stopped talking immediately; she could see that something was obviously wrong. 'What is it? Albus, what happened' she whispered her eyes widening a little. He looked at her, the sadness in his eyes becoming more pronounced. 'He's dead Minerva.' Minerva gasped. 'How? Why? What happened Albus?' her voice barely audible. 'A bounty was put on the heads of Oliver Potter and his wife. Voldemort thought he might be able to get to Harry through him.' He paused when he saw tears beginning to fall from and gave her a small pat on the back and conjured a handkerchief for her. 'He was found in his home not so long ago. He fought valiantly from the evidence found in the home. Voldemort did not personally attack him, no. The Ministry think that he gave the operation to his lieutenants.' There was silence for a long time. Dumbledore cleared his throat, trying to budge the lump that was forming there. 'Did he have a family Albus?' she asked quietly. Dumbledore looked at her, he could see how upset she was and understandably so, Oliver Potter was an extremely gifted wizard and could charm the pants off anybody. 'No one can locate his wife at this moment in time but I am sure she will turn up soon.' He responded. 'No children?' she said looking relieved. Dumbledore hesitated. McGonagall looked horrified, 'No.' she gasped 'Please, please tell me the child.' Albus looked down at the Head of the Gryffindor house. 'My dear Professor McGonagall, the child of Oliver and Evangeline Potter is safe. She is staying with me and will be kept a secret from the world until the time is right for her to be reintroduced to the wizarding world.' Minerva looked relieved but also concerned 'Do you think' she began. 'That this is the right path to choose?' Albus finished 'I do not Minerva, know what is the correct way to go from here, but one way or another Emalia Potter needs to live her life away from the eyes of the wizarding world.' Minerva looked at him and sighed 'If you think that is best Albus.' Dumbledore turned and looked into her eyes 'I do Minerva' he affirmed and he turned toward the window to look at out at the cloudy night. 'I hope Emalia; I am doing the right thing for you.'
Chapter One: Timid Beginnings.