Disclaimer:

I don't own the characters save for Lila/Cara. I don't own the Harry Potter universe. Save for the aforementioned character, J. K. Rowling owns the rest.

Prologue

"What about Jamie?" a dark-haired man said to his wife. He looked over at her just in time to get hit in the face with a very thick, and old tome. "What?"

"I am not going to give my daughter your name, one kid is enough with that James." his wife scolded him.

"But Lily . . ."

"James."

"Yes dear."

"You forgot I am 8 months pregnant, very pissed right now and you are not helping!" she yelled at him. James cringed at the yelling and was about to say something back when another book hit him on the back of the head.

"Ow, Lily, where do you keep getting those heavy books?"

"The shelves."

"Oh, right, I forgot."

"So our girls name?"

"I told you already . . ." THUD. Yet another book hit him, causing him to fall to the ground. He slowly got to his feet, looking to make sure that his wife did not have yet another book.

"And I've told you we are not calling her Jamie!"

"But Lily . . ."

"THAT'S IT!" she suddenly exclaimed, "We'll call her Lila, Lila Cara, after both me and my mother, seeing as you named our boy after you and your father."

"Yes, dear." WHACK. "Where did you get that book from my dear flower?"

"The shelves, are you being an idiot again?"

-----

One month later, exactly, Lily and James were at the hospital, Lily having just given birth to twins, Harry James and Lila Cara Potter.

"I don't know, Lily," James said, "I . . ." he paused to look around for a book. Seeing none he continued, " I still think she looks like a Jamie." His wife frowned, and he got up, "Well, I've got to go tell Remus, Sirius and Peter the good news."

"James?"

"Yes Lily?" WHACK!

"Now where did you get that book from Lily, I made sure I wasn't going to get hit by one."

"I transfigured it, I'm not stupid James."

"B. . . but, your wand . . ."

"I don't have it, I am capable of doing a small amount of spells without it, like I said James, I'm not stupid. Unlike yourself."

"Au contrair, how else would I have gotten you?"

"Luck, and the fact that you changed from being a total complete idiot to just an idiot." Lily told her husband, "Now get out of here before I whack you again!"

"But . . ." WHACK!

-----

Not too long after they returned from the hospital Lily and James were visited by Albus Dumbledore, who brought grave news.

"How are you Albus?"

"Just tired, my dear, worried,"

"Worried about what Albus?" James asked, "What could possibly bring you here?"

"Alas, I recently was interviewing for the post of Divination teacher, as our previous professor decided to pursue other interests. The applicant was the granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney, a Sybil Trelawney. However, it did not seem like she had inherited her grandmother's gift. So I thanked her and turned to leave."

"She made a prophecy didn't she."

"Yes, a grave one at that unfortunately."

"Well, what does it have to do with us?"

"The prophecy stated, The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches . . . Born to those who have thriced defied him, born as the seventh month dies, and the Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal . . . But he shall have power the Dark Lord knows not . . . And either must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live while the other survives . . . The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord shall be born as the seventh month dies."

"What does it mean?" James asked, after hearing the prophecy.

"It means, you dolt, Voldemort will try to kill Harry, were you not listening?" Lily yelled angrily at her husband. "Born as the seventh month dies, that is July 31! And we have defied Voldemort three times, have you forgotten all those times we have seen him ourselves."

"As if, I never want to see him again." WHACK!

"Ow."

"But why is it important?"

"It is important, because a Death Eater overheard the first part of the prophecy, he had been tailing me and was evesdropping on the conversation, luckily it was in the Hog's Head and Aberforth caught him before all the damage had been done."

"I see, so he knows part of the prophecy."

"Yes, I have a spy in his ranks now, a Death Eater whose family and friends were killed or are being targeted by Voldemort. He told me that Voldemort is targeting your family because of this prophecy. More specifically Harry."

James and Lily looked taken aback at that statement. Not at the spy part, but at the fact that Voldemort was indeed targeting their son.

"What can we do Albus?"

"Go into hiding, I would suggest the Fidelius Charm, I could be your Secret Keeper myself."

"No, Albus, you have too much to do now, we cannot burden you with the secret."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I will talk to Sirius, see if he will be the Secret Keeper."

"Very well then when should I be around to cast the spell."

"Give it to Lily, the less who know the better," James sighed, "She is excellent at Charms."

"Very well, Lily, would you step through to my office, I will get you the information on the Fidelius Charm."

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"Go Lily, I'll hold him off, take Harry and Lila and run!" James sprinted into the hall, only to remember he had left his wand on the couch. A flash of green light and James Potter fell to the ground, dead. Lily quickly ran to the nursery. She put the children in their cribs, and proceeded to block the door as best as she could. Before she could do more than block it with toy boxes, the door burst open.

"Not Harry not Harry please not Harry." Lily begged with Voldemort.

"Stand aside, you silly girl . . . Stand aside now!"

"NOt Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead---"

"This is my last warning ---"

"Not Harry! Please . . . Have mercy . . . Have mercy . . . Not Harry! Not Harry! Please --- I'll do anything ---"

"Stand aside. Stand aside girl!" The last thing Lily Potter heard, as a green light hurtled toward her was the sound of her children screaming. Voldemort looked around the room. Two infants stood in their cribs. One, a girl. The other, the very threat he had come to kill.

"The girl can wait, the boy cannot." he growled. He raised his wand and uttered the feared words. "Avada Kedavra!"

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"My Lord, is everything alright!" a blonde aristocratic man said. Lucius Malfoy and his wife had accompanied Voldemort to Godric's Hollow. More like, they had followed him to make sure that Pettigrew was not lying and leading their lord into a trap. When they saw the house collapse they began to search for Voldemort's body. As they drew closer to the screaming children, they found black robes and a wand on the ground, but no body of their lord. Lucius reached out to the boy and drew back his hand as pain coursed through his body.

"Leave the boy!" he ordered his wife. But she had found the baby girl nearby. "What is that?"

"Their girl, you idiot."

"Kill her now, we don't want anymore mudbloods and mudblood spawn running around."

"But darling, I just thought of a brilliant idea." Lucius hung his head and let his wife continue.

"We take the girl as our own, my family had black hair, it wouldn't be that hard. As for why the world did not know of her, well she was a shame at first having not displayed any magic. But we preserved in hopes of her showing magic and she finally did so. You do have contacts that can forge certificates. We use the girl against her brother of course, and raise her to become a loyal Death Eater when our Lord returns." Lucius sat in thought at the idea.

"I don't like the idea of a mere half-blood living in my house."

"Don't think of her as a Potter, think of her as . . . A Malfoy, yes, what was the child's name?"

"Lila Cara Potter, I believe Pettigrew said,"

"Cara Alexis Malfoy, welcome to the family."