Disclamer: I own nothing but the plot.
A/N: Well, you read the summary. Thats just practicly it. I"m in a bad mood btw. I had this story almost fully written. And the this thing came up with "This has preformed an illegal opperation " and shut me down!!!!!!!!! AHHHHH!!! Oh well, hope you like it, here goes nothing....
October 31, 1981
12:00
"James," Lily grumbled from the bed. "What are you doing?"
"Looking out the window." James replied "Do you have a problem with it?"
"Your making me nervous." Lily said. "Just come back to bed."
"No," James said, contining to look out the window. "I'm just worried
"About what?" Lily asked.
"You wouldn't understand." James said. "I just have a bad feeling somethings going to happen."
"James, " Lily said "I understand. For some reason. I have that feeling too. Now please baby, get in the bed."
James walked over and crawled in next to his wife. He sighed. "I don't know what it is. I'm just paraniod I guess." He laye there little while then turne to his wife. "Lily?"
"Hmm?" Lily asked
"I'm going to get something to eat. You want anything?" James asked.
"Maybe just a piece of bread or something. I'm not really hungry." Lily said. There was a cry from the next bedroom. "Plus, I've got to go tend to Harry. We'll meet you in there. I'll bet he's hungry."
"Okay." James said. He walked to the other end of the house and opened the 'fridge. 'Well, theres nothing in here. I've got to tell Sirius or Peter to go to the store for us. We have nothing but bread and cheese. Plus milk and baby food for Harry.' He picked out 3 slices of bread, and put them in the toaster. While he was waiting for them to cook, Lily and Harry came in. "Hey Squirt." James said.
"Are you ever going to stop calling him that?" Lily asked. "He'll be 15 and you'll still be calling him Squirt."
"Oh well. He is a squirt. Don't you think?" James said
"No," Lily answered "He's a baby. A human being. Your son."
"True." James said. The toast popped up out of the toaster. "I hope you like toast at 12:OO in the morning." he said.
"That will be fine." Lily said. "James, are we ever not going to be in hiding?"
"Sure," James said. "I'll bet in a year or so, Voldemort will be gone, and we'll live a normal life."
"I hope so." Lily said.
BANG
Lily and James wipped around. "What was that?" Lily asked, fear in her voice.
"I'll go check." James said, starting to walk away, but Lily pulled him back.
"What if its him James? He'll kill you." Lily said, tears streaming down her face. "I don't think I could lose you."
James pulled her and Harry into a hug. "You won't." James said. "I promise." He softly kissed her, and walked away.. He didn't know that would be the last time we would ever see her alive.
James walked down the hallway to the back of the house. "Well, Potter. How long did you think you could hide from me?" a cold, high voice said.
James turned back toward the living room. "Lily take Harry and go! Go! Run! I'll hold him off--" he started but was cut short by a sharp slap to the face.
"Don't give me anymore trouble Potter." Voldemort said, softly. "Crucio!"
James' screams filled the house. He had felt this cruse before, but never had it hurt this much. 'Think of Lily, Harry. There're the reason I'm putting up with this.Don't betray them.' he thought.
When Voldemort took the curse off him, James stood up. "So," Voldemort said softly. "Are you going to hand over the baby, or am I going to have to kill you?"
"I'd rather die then betray my wife and son." James said. "I'll never join you. I'll never hand over my son."
"Oh no," Voldemort said. "I'm not done with you just yet. Oh and I'll need that wand. Expelliarmus!"
Since Voldemort was very powerful, the curse acted like three people had preformed the curse. James was thrown back . His head cracked as it slammed into the wall. He knew no more...
"James!" Sara said. "Your alive. We'd thought we'd lost you."
"Yeah, I'm alive. How long have I been out?" James said. "And where am I?"
"Your at St. Mungos. You've been out for 3 days." Sirius said. "Ever since the attack. Remus was the one who found you."
"Where's Lily and Harry? How are they?" James asked, panicked.
"Harry's here. He's just fine." Sara said. "Just has a slash on his forhead. But Lily...."
"Where's Lily?" James asked.
"James, this has be terrible for all of us. Most of all for you." Remus said.
"Where is Lily?" James repeated, more stern.
"James, " Sara said. "Lily... Lily didn't survive the attack. Lily's dead, James."
It took about 2 miniutes for the realization of what Sara had said to sink in. "Shes... she's dead?" James asked.
"James, at least you've still got Harry." Sirius said. "Be happy Harry's still alive. Be happy that you're alive. You almost died."
"How the heck can I be happy when my wife is dead, Sirius?" James said. There were tears forming in his eyes. 'I can't let them fall. I can't cry. I'm not going to cry.' But the tears came anyway. James laid in the bed and sobbed.
November 6th, 1981
"Daddy?" Harry asked. He may have only been one, but he had quite the vocabulary (including a few cuss words thanks to his father), and could speak very well.
"Yes, Harry?" James asked
"Where is mommy?" Harry asked. He had been asking that question since James had gotten out of the hospital. James usally ignored the question for hit hurt him to hear it. But today he answered. "Your mothers gone, Harry."
"Gone where?" Harry asked. "And for how wong?" Harry wasn't very good at l's yet.
"She gone forever, Harry." James said quietly. Harry walked over to the chair James was in, and climbed up. He looked up at James. James looked into Harry's eyes. 'May they look so much like Lily's did. He has his mothers eyes' "Come here, baby." James said, and he pulled Harry into a hug. Harry was trying not to cry, for that would just upset his father, but didn't succede. James pulled away and looked down at Harry. It was almost like looking into a mirror. Harry was going to look alot like him. Except for his eyes.
"Why did mommy weve us, Daddy?" Harry asked.
"To save your life." James answered.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Lets not talk about that okay?" James said. "It will only make us sadder."
"Okay." Harry said, and he fell asleep and James chest. James soon followed him.