This is not going to have bashing. James and Lily are not horrible parents in this story. Dumbledore is not manipulative. Harry will not be evil and people who are evil or bad will stay evil or bad. Plus Ron and the other usually bashed Weasleys will not be total bashed pricks. Understood? Please don't ask me to do any of that. Thank-you.
Don't own. JK Rowling does: )
Tom Riddle, better known as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named or Lord Voldemort, stalked down the quaint street in Godric's Hallow. It took all of his self control not to Avada Kedavra every single giggling muggle child, drunken teenager, or parent chasing after their giggling child.
Finally he came across the nicely sized cottage at the end of the road and smiled a sinister smile. He crept up to the door and busted it straight off its hinges and into splinters.
Lily Potter was sitting in her sitting room sipping tea and watching her two children play. The older one, Alec, had the same auburn hair as his mother, only it stuck up in every direction just like his father and younger brother's, although his small button nose and bright green eyes gave him the overall similar look of his mother.
His brother's name was Harry; he was three years younger and currently one. He looked almost exactly like his father in almost every way, except he was rather small for his age and his eyes were also a bright green. He giggled as colorful bubbles poured out his grinning father's wand and his brother was trying hard to read a book on quidditch, but was mostly looking at the pictures.
James sat up suddenly, making Harry pout as the colorful bubbles stopped. Lily had sat up two and looked to James with frightened eyes. They used a Supersensory Charm to alert them when someone came onto their property.
"Its him Lily," James said in horror. "Take the children and go! Go!"
Lily only wasted another second to kiss her husband on the lips quickly and yell "I love you!" as she ran up the stairs holding her children. As soon as she reached the second floor she threw open the nearest room, baby Harry's, and put her children in Harry's crib.
Harry began to cry softly when a loud crash, and shouting frightened him. Alec grabbed his hand brotherly and looked to his mother, who was sobbing silently.
"Mama?" the four year old asked. "Was' goin' on?"
"Alec, Harry, just know Mummy and Daddy love you okay?" Lily said, tears on her beautiful face. "We love you forever and don't ever forget!"
"Yes Mama," Alec said, not really knowing what was going on, but realizing it was serious.
Only seconds after that exchange, the door opened quietly and a dark figure slipped in.
Lily stood up and whirled around, facing the figure head on and holding her arms out to defend the children in the crib.
She glared fiercely and almost yelled, "You are not to come near my children!"
The figure laughed a high and cold laugh, "Evans, you are a funny one. Now, I will spare your pathetic life if you step out of the way."
"You will never touch Harry or Alec!" She refused to move.
"Now Mudblood," the figure said impatiently, "One high in my ranks asked me to spare you. Now get out of the way."
"No! You will kill me before you touch a hair on either of their heads!" She screamed even louder.
"Fine," the figure hissed. "Avada Kedavra!" Bright green light speed at the defiant Lily, and Tom Riddle didn't notice, but it just missed her. Instead it hit the ground next to her and caused her to be shoved over to the wall, where she hit her head and passed out.
Thinking she was dead, Tom stepped over her and to the crib with the two boys in it.
"Who you?" a small boy asked, tear tracks down his face.
"Har!" the other one said. "Don talk to him!"
Tom Riddle growled in annoyance, satisfied when both boys jumped and looked at him fearfully. The bigger one, Tom knew was Alec, grabbed his brother, Harry, and glared at the man.
Tom pulled his wand out again and pointed it at the pathetically sniveling boy with the black hair. He scoffed, this was supposed to be my end?
"Avada Kedavra!" he said loudly and green light washed over the boy. But instead of dying he only cried loudly as his forehead started bleeding and a bright white light filled the room. His older brother was shoved away from him and hit the rails, falling unconscious like his mother.
Tom Riddle picked up the boy and held his as far away from himself as he could, looking at him carefully. The loud cries in his ears showed the boy was clearly still alive. He cast a silenco on the boy and left the house, still holding the, now silently, crying boy, planning on figuring out what went wrong with his spell.
Displaying the Dark Mark over the house, Tom Apparated to his mansion, but halfway he felt an intense pain on his abdomen and had to stop wherever he was. Looking down, he saw the same white light coming from his stomach. He screamed in pain as the light engulfed him and he disappeared, leaving Harry to fall into the grass, the silencing charm broken.
Little Harry Potter screamed as he hit the ground hard, in the wet and cold grass. Only minutes later an ill tempered looking woman strode from the nearest building and plucked him from the grass.
"Next time the stupid parents should at least bring the brat to the door and stop his crying first!" the woman snapped, walking back to the building marked, Miss Dewitt's Building for Orphans.
About a half an hour later, someone stirred in the floor of the Potter house. The strong man, named James Potter, wearing circle glasses with cracked lenses and wild black hair sat up from lying in the floor and looked around. He house was trashed and it suddenly came back to him and he remembered his duel with Voldemort.
He and the evil man had immediately started dueling upon the arrival of the former. After ten minutes of dueling James as begun to grown tired and the stunning spell he had sent at Voldemort had bounced off the man's shield and had hit James.
James sat up quickly as he remembered his small family. He knew Voldemort was after Harry and hoped Lily had been able to stop him. Running up the stairs he went to Harry's room and looked in. He almost started crying immediately upon entering, seeing his wonderful Lily Flower on the floor, appearing dead.
"NO!" he shouted and ran to his wife's side. "Lily! Lily Potter wake up! Right now!"
To his surprise and great relief, the young woman began to stir. James sighed in relief as the bright green eyes he loved so much opened to look at him.
Lily sat up and looked at him disbelievingly. "James?" she whispered.
"Lily," he smiled sadly back to her.
"James!" she yelled, lunging at him. "Are the boys okay?"
"I don't know," James said, almost sheepishly. "I was kind of afraid to look. Especially after thinking you were dead."
Together they stood up and walked, hand-in-hand, to look in the crib. Lily, seeing Alec immediately picked him up and pulled him to her chest.
She jumped, shocked, holding her son out.
"What is it Lily?" James asked.
"He's alive," She whispered.
"What?" James' eyes widened.
"Alive!" She shouted joyfully.
"But, where's Harry?" James asked fearfully.
Looking back in the crib, their other son was missing.
"No," Lily whispered.
"Harry!" James cried out, shuffling around blankets, maybe thinking his son was hiding.
"He can't be gone!" Lily wept, holding her older son close to her.
"He is, Lily, he's gone," James said morosely.
Lily and James clung to each other, with their son in the middle, as they head someone else running up the stairs.
James made sure Lily had a secure hold on their son and pushed her behind him, pointing his wand threateningly at the half closed door. He was not going to lose more family.
The door burst open and a handsome man with straight black hair stood, panting. His grey eyes finding the couple and he sighed in relief.
"James! Lily!" he shouted, running forward and grabbing James in a hug.
"Padfoot!" James sighed. "You scared the crap out of me man!"
"Sorry," the man said, catching his breath. "Just, I went to Wormtail's, something was wrong so I flew over here. I saw the dark mark and panicked. I ran up here, and there you are! All fine, right?" his eyes searched the couple and realized they were awfully sad looking. He looked to Lily and saw her holding only one boy. The only color left in his face drained straight away.
"No," he said. "Where is he?"
"He's gone, Sirius," Lily said, more tears tracking down her face. "Our Harry is gone!"
"NO!" Sirius yelled, jumping forward and staring into the empty bed, his godson was gone. "Harry."
That was kind of a long chapter, but what do you think?