(A/N This is my very first posted FanFic. Please be nice(meaning no flames, although if sent, flames will be used to heat water for my spiced cider). I hope you like it! Please R&R!)

(A/N2 I had found some errors that I didn't find when I read it before. So I corrected them and here is the repost!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the wonderful world called Valdemar. They belong to J.K. Rowling and Mercedes Lackey respectively.

"WAHHHHHHHHH!"

The cry of a newborn baby torn through the quiet forest like a hot knife through butter. FireFall looked over at his wife IceMist. She smiled weakly up at him. Their newborn son looked up at them with deep forest green eyes.

"His name will be FireForest," Icemist announced to Firefall. It was tradition among the Tayledras to have the mother name the child.

"So it will be. Sleep well, my little Fireforest," FireFall whispered, before leaving IceMist to take care of FireForest.

"Come to your mother, FireForest!" IceMist cheered him on as he slowly walked from FireFall to her. They were outside of any vale, preferring to live on their own. Both IceMist and FireFall were mages. Powerful ones. They had worked with the Heartstones enough for their hair to turn silvery white. They dyed their hair in browns to blend in with their surroundings though. Little FireForest had a tuft of black hair on his head and was already his parents could tell that he would be a mage even more powerful than they were. Or his readily available energy would be more than theirs. With mages above Master level, they could tap into ley-lines, which would give them magical power in abundance. You only had to expend your energy to change the magic to your 'signature'. But if you looked at them, you would not be able to tell that they were powerful mages.

Cooing to their child, they didn't feel the change circle they were unknowingly near power up. They did notice, however, when their son suddenly disappeared, and instead some large lobster-like creatures appeared and started blasting the area around them.

James and Lily Potter were enjoying their peaceful afternoon when they heard the wail of a child separated from its mother. Lily ran to find the source of the cries, with James a fraction of a second behind. What they found was a small 1 ½ year old baby crying his lungs out. Lily immediately rushed to his side and began trying to comfort him. It didn't seem to work well. He would stop bawling, only to look at them and begin again. They had no clue what to do, having no children of their own.

After crying himself out, FireForest allowed the Potters to take him home. He did not know where he was. The 2 people who found him also confused him. His parents didn't have red or black hair. Their hair was a pretty brown color, with silver near the roots. But he went quietly with his newfound guardians. Maybe he could find his parents again.

Harry, as he had been dubbed, listened his guardians. He knew they were not his parents. (A/N: OK, so maybe a 2 year old wouldn't be that smart and stuff, but it will be explained later.) He may be only 2, as his parents constantly reminded him, but he remembered. They were in hiding, because for some reason Voldemort was after them. Why they were hiding from some guy whose name sounded like moldy shorts, Harry had no clue. But from the sounds coming from downstairs, Moldy-whatsits had found them. Lily came rushing in to his room. A thump was heard from downstairs. A snake-like figure came into the room. Lily and he had an argument, which ended when the thing cast the killing curse at Lily. He turned and cast the curse at Harry. Harry stared at it in confusion. What could light do to hurt him? He would never know it was this thought that saved him, as he blacked out as his magic reacted to his thought.

To an outsider, it looked like a ripple in the air. To someone using magesight, it was a myriad of greens, blues, silvers, and blacks. FireForest's magic responded to his thoughts, weaving a net using the magics around him. The net did what had been thought impossible. It blocked the brilliant green killing curse, sending it back where it came from with unimaginable speed. At the same time the reflected curse hit the 'man' who had sent it, FireForest disappeared in a swath of shadowy mist, not to be seen on that world for 10 years…

A/N What do you think? Please review!