Disclaimer: all characters and elements go to J.K Rowling.

Halloween, it was a night just like any other for the Potter Family. Harry was happily sitting on his father's lap while he tried to grasp his father's wand. Little did they know their world was about to change.

"Alright James it time for this little guy's bed time" Lily reached over as James handed her their giggling child.

James herd a small creak and went out into the hallway to investigate.

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!"

It was but a second later when he saw Voldemort raise his wand at him it was to late he had already begun to utter the fatal spell. As Voldemort's spell raced toward him James fell mere seconds before the spell hit him, missing him by less than an inch. He lay on the floor unconscious Voldemort staring in surprise he did not see the spell hit. But never mind he had a task to finish and this man was no longer his problem. Perhaps it would be more fun to see a man grieving over his child, knowing that he failed them simply because he fainted. His wife would probably leave him for failing so miserably. He laughed slightly and ascended the stairs and turned into the child's room. She had attempted to barricade the door he shoved it away with ease.

"Not Harry, Not Harry, Please not Harry!"

"Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside, now"

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead-"

"This is my last warning-"

"Not Harry! Please…have mercy…have mercy…Not Harry! Not Harry! Please- I'll do anything-"

"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!"

He decided this was enough and raised his for second time to utter his fatal curse. The spell once again raced toward his victim and once again it missed her too and she fell like her husband in an unconscious heap. Once again, he stared puzzled at the sight of the unconscious witch at his feet. He only looked up when he heard the wail of the child there was no more time to delay he'd investigate what happened when this was over. He raised his wand again and this he hit his mark. His glory was short lived however, as the spell came racing back towards himself. He had felt him deteriorate and quickly fled away as fast as he could, leaving the mystery behind him.

There in a demolished house a bright light surrounded the three occupants dragging them far away to a future unknown…