Hello there,

A few things before the story starts.

My native language is not English and I do not have a beta reader, so please excuse any grammatical mistakes. I tried my best :).

This is an updated chapter. Because it took me way too much time to update this story and I did not like where the story was going. Some things will change and some things will stay the same. Please bear with me, it will all come together!

Oh and Sirius is alive because I like him.

And lastly, the disclaimer: Harry Potter is NOT mine and never will be. Anything you recognize belongs to the one and only J.K. Rowling.

Have fun reading! :)

Halloween 1981

'Take Harry and go!' James shouted to his wife Lily. 'It's him'.

James watched as Lily ran upstairs to get to their son, Harry. He heard Harry cry out in confusion. James was absolutely terrified for him. He knew what was going to happen to them but he didn't want to believe it.

James felt the presence of the dark wizard before he was even close. He was afraid, afraid that he couldn't hold him of long enough for Lily and Harry to get away. He heard Lily muttering comforting words to their son. Merlin, he loved that woman. He just hoped they would get away in time.

Voldemort broke down the door with enough force to shake the whole house. James stood right outside the hallway, eyes closed, trying to stay calm. But how could he stay calm? The darkest wizard in the world broke into his house. And he's going after Lily and Harry next.

James heard his footsteps getting closer. And he stepped into the hallway. Voldemort stopped in his tracks and eyed James up and down. 'What are you even going to do? You don't even have your wand' the dark wizard sneered.

'I know I don't. But that's not going to stop me from trying to stall you long enough for my wife and son getting to safety.' James calmly commented. On the inside though, James was feeling a range of emotions. From fear, to determination.

'We both knew this day was coming, Potter. Don't try to be brave' Voldemort said.

James still stood there. Back straight and chin up, feigning his confidence.

'Move out of the way and I might let you live. I just want the boy'

'Never' James said. He wouldn't go down without a fight.

'You brought this upon yourself, Potter'

The last thing James saw was a bright green light and then everything went black.

Present day

'Harry you do not have to do this alone' Sirius said for what felt like the hundredth time. Apparently, Dumbledore gave Harry some secret task before he died and he won't tell anyone about it. Except for Ron and Hermione.

'Yes, Sirius, I do'. Harry answered. 'I cannot let anyone die for me anymore. First my parents and last year Dumbledore. I don't want to lose any more people that I care about. Why can't you understand that?'.

Sirius sighed. 'Because we love you Harry and we don't want to lose you either'. Harry looked up at his godfather. 'Besides, it's our own choice if we fight this battle or not. We're the adults in this situation'.

Harry stayed silent. Somewhere he knew Sirius was right about this. It was their own choice. But he couldn't let them in on their situation now. It was way too dangerous for them to know.

Sirius came to sit next to Harry on his bed. 'Harry look at me'. Harry obeyed an looked into his godfathers worn eyes. Sirius cupped his hands around Harry's face. 'I promise we'll be fine Harry. Please trust me on that'.

'I do' Harry said. 'I just can't tell you everything yet. I'm sorry'. The raven haired boy stood up and left the room.

'What was that all about?' a sudden voice came from the hall. Sirius looked up and saw Remus standing in the hallway. 'He still won't tell me anything Moony' Sirius said. 'He'll loosen up eventually Sirius, don't lose hope yet' Remus commented. 'How can you be so sure about that?' Sirius asked, doubt very evident in his voice.

Remus walked into the room and sat down next to Sirius. 'I just know'.

Sirius chuckled. 'I hope so'.

The first thing he felt was pain. 'What happened?' the man wondered. His raven black hair was a mess and his glasses lay next to him on the floor. He tried to move and, with great difficulty, managed to sit up. He grabbed his glasses, put them on and looked around.

Everything was a mess.

Half the upper floor looked like it exploded. The walls were gone and the roof was blown to bits. The stairs were mostly caved in. Pieces of rubble lay all around him.

James carefully stood up. He used what was left of the wall to keep him upright. It literally felt like he hadn't moved in years.

'Lily?' James called out. 'Where are you?'.

No answer.

The last thing he remembered was yelling for Lily to grab Harry and go. After that a bright green light and then nothing.

'Oh god' James finally realised what happened. 'No, this cannot be happening. They're fine, they have to be. Right?'

'Lily? Sweetheart' He tried again but to no avail. 'Please answer me'.

James grew desperate. They're not dead, they can't be. They had so many things planned, so many things to do, still so much life to live.

James walked outside. Unsure what to do next. And that's when he saw the sign.

''Its ruined state as a monument to the Potters and as a reminder of the violence that tore apart their family''

'Please… no' he muttered to no one in particular.

James sank down to his knees and cried. He didn't care if anyone saw him.

James grieved his little family that never grew old together.

That was it for the updated first chapter.

I'm currently rewriting chapter 2, please bear with me on that!

Hope you enjoyed it :)

Criticism is appreciated, but be nice!