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Chapter One: The Beginning

The night air was filled with smoke, and fire. There was a baby crying somewhere inside all the smoke. A young girl with red hair, and bright green eyes came up next to the baby, picked him up, and held him, causing him to stop crying. The girl was starting to cry herself, when a man, a little bit taller than her, came up behind her and put his arms around her.

"Lily it's for the best. I don't want him to have this kind of life." The tall man said

"I know James, but I just can't leave him." Lily got out before bursting into tears.

James continued to comfort her as he looked into his own son's eyes, they were green just like Lily's, and he had black messy hair. He moved his eyes to his son's forehead and there lied a red lighting scar, it was thin, but it would be there the rest of his life. When he saw this scar, he thought of his other child. He walked over to the ruble, and picked up a little girl that was dirty, and had the same scar on her right wrist.

James walked back over to Lily and said "Did you forget about Myra?"

"No she is just so quiet, that I didn't notice that she survived."

"Well I hope you know we can't keep either of them."

Lily was in tears again. "I know James, but where are they going to go?"

"I don't know, all I know is that they can't live together."

"Why can't they?"

"Lily, think about it, if he finds out that they are living together then he is going to track them down and kill them."

Lily sighed as she looked into Myra's eyes, which were just like James's eyes, and has her hair. The thing about these two twins is that Harry has his father's hair, and his mother's eyes, and Myra has her father's eyes, and her mother's hair. The two young parents stood there for quite some time, until a very tall and large man was walking towards them. James didn't even move, because he knew who this was.

As the large man approached them, he spoke. "Mr. and Mrs. Potter." He said as he nodded.

James walked towards the tall man, and nodded as well. "Hagrid, how have you been?"

"Just fine James, thanks." Hagrid looked past James, and saw Lily holding Harry. "How are they?"

"They both survived, but both have scars. Harry has it on his forehead, and Myra has it on her right wrist."

"At least they are both fine, notin' but scars." Hagrid said with relief

"Don't be so sure Hagrid. They could have other powers too."

"Well only time will tell." Hagrid walked up to Lily, and looked into Harry's eyes. "He's got yer eyes."

"I know" Lily sniffed.

"I better get him off ter Dumbledore, he'll be expecting him." Hagrid said.

"Wait why Dumbledore?" Lily was confused.

"Because, he's at yer sister's house waiting fer me to drop Arry off."

"My sister's? But we didn't decide where either of them would go."

"I understand, but Dumbledore has had this planned for weeks."

"Weeks? Why weeks? Did he know this was going to happen?" Lily was starting to get frustrated.

"Listen Lily, he wanted to see what would happen, and he had these things planned for weeks just en case." Hagrid tried to explain things the best he could.

James walked up next to Lily and said. "Lily, when has Dumbledore ever steered us wrong?"

Lily looked into her husband's eyes, and gave Harry to Hagrid. Hagrid put little Harry into the front pouch that he was wearing.

"He'll get there safely, I promise." Hagrid turned around and walked away.

Lily started to cry again, as James pulled her into his arms. Myra continued to stay as quiet as possible; it was like she was a doll or something.

"Lily I'm sure that Dumbledore will let us see him once in a while."

"James you can't say things like that if you don't know that their true."

James looked into her eyes and said "I can promise you that he won't let us go without seeing our son. Even if it means watching from a distance, he'll let it happen. I promise." James held her closer, and hugged her.

"How can you be sure James?"

"I just have a feeling Lily, everything will be okay."

Lily didn't respond.

"Now come on, we have to find Sirius, so he can take care of Myra."

"Ok." Lily didn't like the idea of not being able to raise her own kids.

James let go of Lily, held her hand, and guided her down the street away from the smoke, and the burning house. As they got further into the distance they heard the roar of a motorcycle, as they continued to walk away from their home, the noise of the motorcycle slowly vanished.