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James and Lily fight for their lives when their house is attacked by an unwanted visitor...

The Potters' Escape

James Potter yawned as he stretched out on the sofa, carelessly discarding his wand. It had been a good day. Watching his son race around on his little toy broomstick never got old. He was so proud of his little boy amazed by how, even though he was too young to walk, was still able to fly like a natural. Lily wasn't quite as pleased as he was, after all it was she that had had to clean up the shattered vase her sister had sent her, although she had never liked it anyway. He cherished every moment with is son as most of his time was spent with the Order. When he was with his son, he could forget his troubles, and the fact that countless numbers of innocent people were being murdered throughout the country every day. He knew he was safe here, away from the worries of the world in his safe haven. After entertaining his son by blowing puffs of coloured smoke into the air, his beautiful wife Lily had taken Harry for a last feed before bed.

He heard a faint scream outside, although thought nothing of it, it was Halloween after all. Hearing a small click at the door, he got up expecting Sirius, his oldest friend. He had nothing to fear, after all, he trusted his friends with his life. Turning the corner into the hallway he caught a glimpse of the hooded figure gasped and yelled:

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

'Hold me off! With out a wand!' Letting out a manic laugh as he did so Voldemort screamed the curse 'Avada K-'

Thinking fast, James transformed into his animagus form, a stag, and before Voldemort could finish the curse James had hurdled towards him, and butting him in the chest, knocking him off his feet and causing his wand to fly up in the air, which James caught between his teeth and snapped in two, causing Voldemort to let out a scream in fury. Swiftly transforming back into himself he sprinted back into the living room and grabbing his wand hastily sent a petronus to the Order for help. Upstairs he heard screams a loud thump, shaking in horror, he rushed upstairs to find Voldemort slumped on the floor and a tear stained Lily in the corner desperately clinging onto their wailing son.

'He was going to kill our son James!' Shrilled Lily.

James glanced around the room, trying to piece together what had happened, there were scratch marks on his sons neck where it seemed that Voldemort had tried to strangle him, it looked as though he wasn't going to let the fact that he had no wand stop him. Lily, also wand-less and out of desperation had then smashed a copy of History Of Magic over Voldemorts head causing scarlet blood to trickle from his skull.

What had she done? Killed You Know Who without a wand? The snakelike man began to stir and started to groan slightly. James, thinking on his feet, murmured Levicorpus, causing Voldemort to hang, not exactly comically, by one foot in mid-air. Lily had never approved of this spell, but felt it OK in these circumstances.

'Lily, we need to get out of here. Now.'

Trembling, not quite believing what had just happened and not wanting to wait for Voldemort to wake, he grabbed Lily's hand and and and pulled her downstairs and out of the doorway. Their home's protective charms meant they couldn't apparate in the house. If only he had his invisibility cloak, then they would be able to leave unseen. Why had Dumbledore borrowed it anyway? It was not like he needed it, after all Dumbledore had other ways of becoming invisible. James, feeling desperately vulnerable, heard the unmistakable cracking noises of apparition in the distance. Not waiting around to see if they were Death Eaters or Order members, he grabbed Lily and his son, twisted on the spot and vanished into the night.

Written By stephaniegranger

I'm not sure weather to carry this on or just have it as a one shot, please review and tell me what you think!