"Time-a word which to most means little but to one emerald eyed boy meant a lot. Time was something he had both a lot and very little of. He does not remember much of how it happened nor why. However what he did remember, he wished with all that he had that he could forget. He was not sure how long he had been without time, or was it how long time was without him? He could never get it straight. The raven haired, emerald eyed boy was now a living time turner. It perhaps happened very long ago or maybe just a few minutes back, who knows. However our tale begins where most often do, at the beginning. . . . . .

It was nearing midnight in a town most would come to know for the murder of two very odd people. Two people most had no idea lived there. Others had seen things they could not wrap their minds around, like people going through a space in between two houses and just vanishing, but they ignored it as most were drunk at the time or were so tired from work that they brushed it off as nothing more then a dream. However the family that lived there was in hiding. They did not wish for anyone to know of them in hopes of outrunning the evil that was after them, or specifically, their son. The family were the Potters- parents James and Lily Potter, and their son Harry. They were no ordinary family for they were a family of wizards and witches. And on this night something most evil would find them all because of a prophecy.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies"

While not everyone believes in such things even in the magical world, there are those who do. Among them was the Dark Lord who upon hearing just half the prophecy had decided to seek out the one fated to kill him. The other most notable believer was a man called Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of a school called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was said to be the most powerful wizard of all time.

There were only two families expecting a child to be born in time to fulfill the prophecy and both had defied the Dark Lord thrice. As such both families were asked to go into hiding by Headmaster Dumbledore but only one family, the Potters, agreed for as much as they didn't want to believe it could be their son they wished to protect him as much as possible. The other family, the Longbottoms, on the other hand decided to trust the long standing family wards and stayed where they were.

A few months after they had first heard the prophecy both the families were granted a nice healthy boy, one named Harry and the other Neville, who were born only a day apart. The Potters went into hiding as they had planned while the Longbottoms went back home and tried to forget what might befall them if they were wrong.

Only three months after the birth of their healthy baby boy the Potter parents could not be happier. He was starting to tell them apart and was even able to talk a little. He also had a lot of visitors even though he was in hiding. Severus Snape, having long since forgiven James and in turn having been forgiven by Lily became a very good uncle to the boy. Always talking to him about potions and such. Remus Lupin, the boys uncle as well, came as often as he could loving the fact that his pack was happy and safe. Sirius Black was the least frequent visitor owing to the fact that he was on missions most of the time trying to make the world safe for little Harry. However, the house was very loud on the few days he did manage to come by. One could almost hear the sounds of laughter and barking even through the charms and wards on the house.

A couple of days before Harry's birthday Sirius paid them a visit. Green eyes shined with mirth as Sirius came stomping through the door. The shaggy haired male smiled and treated his old friends with a hug.

"James buddy! Nice to see that Lily here is keeping you well fed." He joked as he patted his friends back.

James glared at his best friend. "Oh come off it! From the looks of it you could use a woman who can cook."

Lily just stood there smiling as they rough housed both men trying to mess the hair of the other more.

"That's enough boys," Lily admonished as they almost fell on a giggling toddler. It had almost been a year they had been in hiding and Lily for the most part was doing OK. James how ever was going stir crazy. He wanted the war over and done with so his family could live in peace and out in the world once more.

James and Sirius stopped what they were doing in time to hear Harry gurgle out "Woof woof." His arms outstretched for his godfather to pick him up. Giggling as he was lifted by strong warm arms Harry repeated, "Woof woof."

Sirius rolled his eyes. "If it was not so close to your birthday I would be very upset." He didn't like being called that and had tried to get the boy to call him something else, all in vain of course.

"Woof woof prs. . . . Har Har." Harry smiled at his accomplishment of forming a good sentence while all the adults laughed.

Sirius nodded and said, "Yes little man I got you something that I know you will love." Setting him down for a moment he pulled a long package from inside his dark and grungy robe. He handed it to the boy eagerly.

"Oh Sirius! You know how I feel about him flying at this age." Lily scolded though she did not try and take the gift from the boy who had already opened it and started to squeal in joy. Smiling at her son she shook her head.

"I know Lils, but I won't be here for his birthday and I wanted him to have something extra nice," Sirius defended.

After a few hours of playing Lily put Harry down for the night. She and James looked at each other over a hot mug of tea and James looked over at his friend who looked dead tired and frowned.

"What did you mean earlier, Sirius? Albus said you were going on no more missions until at least Christmas." There was worry in both his and his wives eyes as their friend shrugged and let out a sigh.

Sirius nodded, "Yes I know but something came up and I have no other choice. Do not worry about me I will be fine. Now, I have to leave if I want to make it in time." He got up and smiled sadly at his friends who also stood to wish him well before he departed.

TWO DAYS LATER

It was Harry's birthday at last and even though they could not have friends over Lily and James wanted to make it the best day of their sons life. They held a small party with a small cake and a few presents. However small the party Harry was giggling very happily most of the day. He even tried to stay up without a nap but his plans were thwarted when he fell asleep on his mothers lap around noon as she read to him from The Tale Of The Three Brothers. When he woke up he was happy to see there was cake waiting for him with flying brooms and sparklers in green and gold. He was also allowed to eat as much cake as he wanted to. The rest of the day went by fabulously with him playing with his new toys and his mother worrying as he tried out his broom. Pictures were taken all throughout the day and suffice to say Harry was a very happy baby. But as night approached James could feel something was not right. He tried to ignore the feeling and continued messing around until they heard a loud bang from outside.

"Come out Potters! It is time to give up." The Dark Lord yelled from their front lawn.

Springing to his feet James said, "Lily! Get Harry out of here." They had emergency portkeys that were to take them to safety if something ever happened. So Lily picked up Harry and ran to the nursery. Harry was by then around in fear because his parents were scared. He did not know what was going on but he knew it was not good.

As Lily ran up the stairs she called out for James, "Come on James."

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!" James yelled as the door flew open. Looking at the Dark Lord he knew he would not win this fight but he would try his best to give them time to escape.

Up in Harry's room Lily tried the portkey four times but it did not work. She cursed as she realized that she had left her wand downstairs and even her attempt to open the window failed. Setting her son in his crib she said, "Its OK Harry, Mommy's here." She was unaware that James, despite being a very good duellist, had fallen to The Dark Lord not long after he had entered the house.

"Just give up and join me to save yourself." Spinning around Lily glared at the Dark Lord and without any fear.

"I will never join you nor will I let you harm a hair on Harry's head." She stood between a wide eyed Harry and The Dark Lord.

He glared at her, his red eyes showing his displeasure. Smirking he said, "Very well. I will have his life even if it means killing you as well." In a flash of green light Lily Potter fell to the floor, dead. Turning to the boy he smirked.

"Bad man hurt Mommy." Emerald eyes glared at Lord Voldemort before a flash of green and a loud bang was heard as the once invisible house could now be seen. That day the Dark Lord fell and the boy lived, but even as he lost his family he gained gifts that would help him in the most strange ways.