[Disclaimer: I do not own neither Harry Potter, nor InuYasha. I do, however, own Higurashi Sora]

Prologue.

~The dreadful Halloween.~

It was Halloween 1981, Lily Potter and her friend, Higurashi Sakuya were at home alone with their children, while their husbands were out. The evening was progressing very nicely, when suddenly both women felt the wards fall.

"This is bad..." - said Sakuya-san, picking up her daughter - "Lily, we have to get out of here. Now."

The red haired woman hesitated - "Sakuya-chan, stop panicking, it maybe nothing..."

Yet her friend had more sense and simply more practice in living in war time: "No, Lils. Take the children upstairs and prepare the port-key, it won't hurt us to be cautious instead of careless."

Mrs Potter picked up her son and took little Sora from her mother: "Ok, just be quick yourself."

Sakuya smiled reassuringly and began approaching the door cautiously. Her senses were screaming 'danger', so she did the sensible thing and took off her glamour charms and the inhibitors with them and asked, from half way across the room, her voice calm, though inside she was shaking: "Who's there?"

Outside Voldemort paused. It was not a voice he recognized, yet the danger was too big to ignore, so he simply said: "Bombarda!"

Sakuya more sensed than heard the spell coming and ducked behind the sofa. When the door fell down and the man in black robes came inside, she stood up, glaring at him. Yet, when she realized who he was, glaring became more difficult, but not impossible. She swept a lock of her now violet hair out of her face and put her hands on her hips: "So, when did become a custom to enter in such a fashion?"

The Dark Lord gaped. He came here fully prepared to kill te Potters, but he never thought he'd encouter a youkai, for there was no doubt in his mind, that the woman, who was glaring at him, was indeed a youkai.

Sakuya narrowed her gorgeous silver eyes and repeated her question: "How dare you enter in such a fashion and what do you need here?" She kne that she had to be firm and hoped beyond anything, that Lily and the children managed to escape, though a cry from upstairs proved her wrong and she curse under her breath, taking a defensiv position.

The Lord's confusion was forgotten as a malicious grin spread on his face: "I've come for the Potter brat, out of the way if you value your life."

Higurashi-san bit her lip and wordlessly said her prayers: "I've lived a very long life and I'm not afraid to die, you won't pass by me easily."

The fight was intense and quite long. At one moment Sakuya found herself facing the door and to her horror her youkai sight made her able to see the dead figures of James Potter and her husband. This only served to fuel her rage, but in the end it was still not enough.

Voldemort stepped over the dead youkai and strode upstairs to his goal, limping slightly as he went. The room he found his victim in was a nursery. There, just in front of him stood Lily Potter and in the crib behind her were two children. He blinked, not understanding where the second child came from. Still, he decided to think about it later and spoke: "Give me the kid and I might spare your life..." Lily spat at him with a disgusted look on her face: "Just like you spared Sakuya? No, thanks. I prefer to die for my children." Lily, of course, had no death wish, but unlike herhusband, she loved her child and would never let any harm come to him. In horror she watched Voldemort, as he raised his wand impassively. The man spoke: "As you wish, cousin. Avada Kedavra." and with those two words Lillian Potter fell to the ground, dead, with an expression of fierce determination on her face.

The man quickly went up to the crib and studied the two infants. One was a girl with violet hair and silver eyes and the other was a boy with messy black hair and emerald green eyes. Voldemort nodded tohimself and pointed his wand at the boy. Another killing curse left his lips, only this time the results didn't turn out the way he espected. To his horror, his own spell hit the infant on the forehead and then swiftly rebounded on himself, ripping his sould out of the body and greatly weakened, the spirit o Voldemort fled the place.

So, when the Order of Phoenix and the aurors came back, they found four dead people, the house in ruins, a pile of ash that was once Voldemort and two infants, alive, just asleep. They were proclaimed the 'kids-that-lived' and were promptly carted off to the Dursleys, Lily's only living relatives.

[A/N: I know, cliche... but it'll get more interesting in the near future... please, review....]