Chapter 1 - The Family That Lived
"Oh, James, come quick! Harry just said his first word!" Lily, cried, looking down on her one year old baby.
James hurried over to the crib and peered down onto a beautiful baby boy, who was waving his arms around wildly and saying, "Mama! Mama!"
Lily and James just stared down on their precious baby. As they let silence overcome them in their joyous moment, a small clanking noise could be heard downstairs.
James nodded at Lily, grabbed his wand, and headed toward the stairs. As he reached the head of the stairs, just outside little Harry's room, James was hit with a 'Stupefy' spell and fell to the floor.
Lily cried out and flung her body protectively over Harry's. From the distress he could easily detect from his mother, Harry began to wail out violently.
Footsteps could be heard going up the stairs and through the babies doorway.
"No, kill me instead, please!" Lily screamed out, "Don't hurt my baby, please, I'm begging you!"
"Move aside, woman," a voice said from under the cloak.
Now shrieking like a tortured prisoner, Lily made one last attempt, "No! Please! Not my baby, take me instead!"
Surprisingly, the hooded figure just pushed Lily out of the way and raised his wand before little Harry.
Lily couldn't see what was happening, as she was thrown behind the cloaked intruder, so only his back was visible. But the man just stood there, holding his wand in the air, staring at the crying baby.
Lily took advantage of the villains reluctance and grabbed him from behind. Being stronger than she, Lily was easily thrown aside, this time knocking her out.
So now it was just a baby and a cloaked figure.
Harry was crying with so much emotion, his face was burgundy. Laughing menacingly, the villain raised his arm, a final attempt to destroy this one year old child.
"Avada Kedavra!" he cried.
It all happened so fast. As the green light shot out of the hooded figure's wand, a white light formed a shield around Harry and countered the Unforgivable Curse.
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"Lily, James, now you must tell me everything that you remember," Dumbledore said. As soon as the attack was known, Albus Dumbledore went to the Potter's residence.
"I-I don't know. I can't remember anything," was the only response that could be pulled out of either of them.
About thirty feet away, Dumbledore and the Potters could hear the voices of approaching people. Emerging from the darkness were Sirius Black and Rubeus Hagrid. Sirius ran to Lily and James side and examined them with endless questions, but received no more information than Dumbledore had.
"The only thing we know is that it was You-Know-Who that attacked us. I don't know why he didn't try to kill Lily and I, though," James explained.
This puzzled the group, but mostly Dumbledore. From the same place that Sirius and Hagrid had just come from, they heard the voice of more approaching people.
"Ah, finally the Ministry of Magic has arrived," Dumbledore mumbled under his breath.
"Never on top o' things, they aren't!" complained Hagrid, "Ministry o' Magic, humph! They couldn't keep nothin' under there belts even if they tried."
Dumbledore sighed and said, "Now, now Hagrid. They are doing everything that they can. Just give them some time and you may be surprised at what they can do."
"I don't think that would be necessary, Professor," Lily sighed.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't think You-Know-Who will be doing anything else. Ever. Just think about it. The most powerful and evil wizard of all time just comes to our house," Lily paused, trying to recollect everything that had happened. Dumbledore shifted uncomfortably. "and does a 'Stupefy' spell on James! 'Stupefy'! Then he just knocks me out, using no magic to help him. When all is clear to attack Harry, which he clearly wanted to do more than he wanted to attack James or I, he doesn't! Well, at least I don't think he did. When we awake we find Harry nearly passed out, himself. And then he awakes, but has barely any energy to lift up his own arm! And, of course, he has this…this mark…on his forehead. I don't know what it means, but something in my gut just tells me that everything is going to be alright!"
With this, Dumbledore cleared his throat and gently replied, "To begin with, Mrs. Potter, you clearly remember more then you think. But unfortunately this doesn't help me much. Why Voldemort didn't destroy you, may remain a mystery forever. Though, I must agree with you, I do not think that we will be seeing anymore of Voldemort. I don't know why, but all of the clues just seem to point toward that result." Of course, when Dumbledore had said 'Voldemort' the whole audience had winced, slightly.
"And the Minister of Magic is here at last," Dumbledore said, turning his attention to the newly arrived wizards. So drawn into Lily's recap of the attack of You-Know-Who, no one noticed them quietly enter the group. "Please, Minister, if you don't mind I would like to speak with you about these matters privately, do you mind?"
Dumbledore and the Minister walked away into the darkness.
"I wonder what this scar means," James wondered aloud.
Lily looked at James and added, "And how long he'll have it. I don't want to sound too naïve or anything, but this scar looks awful!"
The group burst out laughing. The small bit of happiness and laughter spread among these few people was just the beginning of a revived time when wizard's once knew that you didn't have to always run in fear.
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"So you see, Minister, the Potters are the only family that has ever survived. Somehow they stumped Voldemort. They are the family that lived."
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A/N: Man, talk about a cheesy last line! I just had to do it though, cuz you know it was the last line of the first chapter of all the HP books. Well, sort of the same. I don't know how long this fic is going to last, but just a couple of nights ago, I was thinking about the wonderful HP series and I wondered what Harry's life would be like with his parents, so I decided to write a fic about it. Please R&R! Say anything! I really want to know what you think about it. Please!!