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Chapter 1 The Attack
"Dada," little Harry said tugging his dad's pants. James knew exactly what his son wanted.
"Alright, Harry." James smiled pulling out his wand. Soon, puffs of color smoke were all round the living room.
Harry clapped and got up trying to catch the puffs. James watched in amusement. Harry loved when he did this. James produced more puffs, causing Harry to laugh. This was the best time. James didn't feel so trapped while he played with Harry. Trapped in this house while he's friends risk their lives. James wished he could help but Harry's laughter reminded him why he had to stay hidden—to protect his baby boy. And that was what made this hiding all worth it.
"James," Lily called as she walked in, "Harry, time for bed."
"Come here little man," James scooped up Harry, "time to go with mum." Lily took Harry from James.
"I'll be right back," Lily kissed James quickly, taking Harry up to bed.
James yawned throwing his wand on the couch. As he walked over to the widow, he saw something he did not expect to see—Voldemort. What was he doing here? How did he find them? What happened to Peter? Sirius? All these thoughts passed quickly as James' shouted "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!"
He had to protect his family; he had to make sure they had time to escape as James ran to the door. The door blow open when he got there, pushing James into the wall. His last thoughts before losing conscious were Please, be safe.
AN: I know this chapter is short. The other chapters should be longer. I'm already working on the next chapter and it should be up soon. Thank-you for reading.
