Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

I had this idea, after watching the Gettysburg Battle scene in YouTube of the movie Gettysburg. So I had the idea of what if Harry was raised by Robert E. Lee. So I decided to make this story. The story is ½ of actual history and Crossover of Gettysburg/ Gods & Generals for at least book 1, on each chapter label will Bk 1-6, which is the number book your on. I already a lot of ideas for the story, so I hope you enjoy.

In a small House in Godric's Hallow, England; a couple was having a talk that would change the world forever. A talk that would change the course of the future. They at first thought that it was a bad idea, and that it would make the situation they are dealing with worse, but after a few talks and events that happened in the recent past, now they began to talk about and make a final decision that will be the turning point of the war; they are now dealing with now.

The couple was in the kitchen discussing about the subject, while having dinner.

"Lily, are you sure?" asked a man that has hair as black as ebony that was kind of messy, glasses, and hazel eyes.

"Yes, James. I'm sure. Just think on what will happen if Voldemort finds us and Harry survives, what will happen to him, if we're dead? I trust Sirius, but I know Dumbledore will put Harry with Petunia and whale of a husband; even if it's against our wishes. Then Harry won't know how to protect himself and go up against Voldemort and kill him once and for all.", said his wife, who has hair that is as red as a rose, emerald colored eyes, and a beautiful face, that is flawless.

James thought about it for a minute, and said, "your right, if Harry was put with the Dursley's, he wouldn't be happy and I want our son to be happy when he raised by someone that will care for our son, even if he/she is in the past. I don't even care what they are, as long that they care for Harry as much as we do."

His wife smiled, as she was happy to be married to her husband. She walked to him, until her face was about half a foot from his and kissed him hard.

When they parted, she whispered in his head, "I'll get the ingredients for the ritual ready, that way it will be ready if Voldemort comes, Harry will be sent to safety eminently."

She spun around and walk to her potion ingredients cabinet that is located in her room.

While James smiled at the intelligence of his beautiful wife. She always knew on how to solve a problem. He just hopes that they didn't send their son into a timeline where a bloody conflict likes the one their facing right now, if Voldemort comes.

September 24, 1848

Arlington, Virgina, U.S.A

In a large white mansion, a woman with blue eyes and black hair was sitting in the library reading, while her husband was upstairs asleep soundly, after returning to visit for a few days on leave of the American Army. Which he deserved after about 21 long months of fighting in the War in Mexico, he finally has a break now. She missed her husband, it was lonely for her to raise their 7 children (They didn't have any slaves, her father was the one that has the slaves.); while he was fighting deep into Mexico from Veracruz to Mexico City.

She was proud of her Husband's accomplishments; he rose to a higher rank than she saw before he left to the war. Now, he's back and here for the time being. She couldn't think of anything better than having him as a husband. He is always wonderful, ever since she knew him at childhood.

She yawned as she closed the book she was reading.

"Oh, God. I'm so sleepy; it's time I go to bed." She thought, as she walked slowly out of the library and reached the entrance hall, which is near the main staircase.

As she passed the large double door, she heard a loud, "BANG." This sounded like a canon had gone off nearby.

She rushed to the door, and opened it; she looked around the front yard and saw nothing that looked like a battle was happing. She began to be confused; she swore that she heard a loud bang not long ago. At first she thought she was hearing things, until she heads the sounds of a baby giggling at the porch. She looked down below her; she saw a basket with a baby inside it that has the most beautiful Green eyes, she has ever seen, a little black hair, and a scar that shaped like lighting that had also blood on it. On the side of the basket she saw a letter on it, with "TO WHOEVER GETS THIS "on it.

She grabbed the letter to see if she can find out why was the baby here. She broke the seal that closed it, and then opened it as she read the letter.

To Whoever Gets This Letter

Your probably wondering why you found a baby abounded in your house. To be truthful, he's not really abounded, he was sent to you; so that he can be raised by someone who will care for in the past. If you my baby found in a time before 1981 then the ritual I did has succeeded. The reason is because there is a Dark Lord in my time that has been starting a war against the British Ministry of Magic, Muggle-Borns, and is basically winning, because the Ministry doesn't know how to fight.

Then before our Son was born, a prophecy was made saying that my son is the only one who can destroy the Dark Lord Voldemort (If it's true, then Harry will have some kind of mark). It is most likely me and my Husband have not survive, once you receive Harry. We ask that you teach Harry how to defend himself when he has to come back to his timeline, but that will be when his magic has matured. Once his magic has matured, it is important that he sent back to his original timeline. So he stop Voldemort, because it is likely is still alive looking for Harry in his timeline.

We ask is that you and your family take care for our son (his name is Harry James Potter), and look after him, until his Magic Matures (You should know if he starts to glow). When he does, give him the necklace in the basket that is under the blankets and have him say, "There is no place like home."

We hope that we have left our son, in good hands.

Signed by

Lily and James Potter

She couldn't believe what this letter is saying, this baby is from the future and that he's a wizard. She knew about the existence of Wizards from her husband; who's a Squib. He had told about a little thing called a time turner, but he never told her about the ability to go back more than 100 years in the past. But what got in her mind was that this child needs a home, until his magic matures. She grabbed the basket with Harry (Who went to sleep, after feeling tired), and turned around and jumped when she saw that her husband was behind her.

He was in his bed clothes, and saw what she had in her hand, and asked, "Maratha, what are you ok, I thought I heard a loud canon go off?"

"Yes, Robert. I'm fine. But what you heard was this child being sent to use from the future. I think you should read this letter that came with the child, before you ask more." She said, as she gave the letter that she still had in her hand to husband.

Her husband slowly read the letter, each word made him more and more shocked. When his face went as shocked as it can go.

He looked up at his wife and said, "Mary, do you think that it's a good idea? To raise a child that is from the future? There is the possibility of us getting into big trouble."

"Yes, Robert. We have to, the couple that sent the boy to us sacrificed they're lives for him to live and be prepared for his coming future." Mary scowled.

"But Mary, are you sure that we can handle another child, we already 7 kids. I will be harder for us and how are we to teach him how to fight, while I'm busy in the army?" Robert asked, still worried.

"I'm sure we can come up with something, when the time comes. Now, we have to take care of little Harry as if he is our own son." Mary said, holding baby Harry in her arms, who was asleep and quiet.

"And what about when we have to tell him that we're not his real parents, how will he react?" her husband questioned.

"That is something, we will have to discuss for another time, so either you're with me or someone is sleeping in the old rocking chair, tonight in the cold night." His wife threatens with fire in her eyes glaring at him.

Robert sighed; he could tell that his wife is serious. He had known her for many years and can tell when she's serious with those fire-burning eyes that are glaring at him.

He nodded, as his wife said, "Good, now. I'm going to put him in Milly's Infant bed, you go back to sleep and tomorrow we can tell the kids, during breakfast about little Harry."

Robert nodded and said, "Alright, then I guess that it's better for him to be raised by us than a family that hates anything to deal with magic, one could imagine what could happen if someone rose by that kind of people."

His wife smiled and kissed him in the cheek, as she climbed up stars with little Harry. Smiling to have another child in her life. While her husband sighed, he thought 7 crazy kids running around were enough, now 8. He was pretty sure that by the time Harry turns 17, he would go white and really old, older than his actual age.

He went to back up the stairs, dragging himself to bed, while his wife was tending to Harry.

Before he fell asleep, his thought of one thing.

"8 is enough, no more."