Harrison James Potter sits at his desk thinking of ways to die, just before he is pulled into a vision of the past, his parents kneel before Voldemort Lily heavily pregnant, "Lily, sweet young Lily. I am sorry this must happen; a prophecy was made in 81. It foretold that your son would be my equal and my mate, I must have the child of the prophecy Lily, you know I will take good care of him," Lily stands up her hands going to her rounded stomach, "I know you will take good care of our son my lord, I am just frightened of what Albus Dumbledore will do when he finds out that we have promised our child to his nemesis when the bastard thinks that we are completely loyal to his 'Greater Good'.." The young with sneered her sharp emerald green eyes glowing with the darkness that no one, not even Voldemort or James would think she would use, well at least during pregnancy.

Vision Time Skip, One Year Later

Lily who was holding baby Harrison sat with her husband James in their very lavish living quarters but something seemed off when you looked at the scene, maybe it was the way they acted or the way it was eerily silent thought it was not even ten o'clock.

James stood and took his wives hand pulling her carefully from the couch, "Come my love let us put young Harrison to bed…" He slowly led her up the wide staircase not once letting go of her hand until they got to the nursery that was just down the hall from their bedroom. James opened the door and let Lily pass him with the baby closing the door and sealing it with a spell that only Lily knew how to undo without completely busting through it. He wandered into the living quarters again and saw that the door was open before looking around his eyes going to the only other person in the room, "Albus what pleasure do I have, welcoming you into my home." He barely kept the sneer out of his voice as he slowly drew his wand aiming it at the old man, "Give me the child James, you cannot give it to that sick monster of a man." He said in his most grandfatherly voice trying to manipulate the younger dark wizard.

"Using that voice will not fool me you lying scum bag..." James sneered and held his wand steadier against the Old Goat, "You'll never get my child and..." He didn't get to finish his sentence because a green light from Albus' want struck him in the chest hard enough to knock him back onto his back and knock him out but he wasn't just knocked out he was dead.

"I'm sorry it had to be this way my boy..." Albus said with a dark look over his blue eyes that twinkled with mad glee at the death of his former student and order member. He walked slowly over the body leaning down to pick up the wand which lay in the dead mans unmoving hand, he snapped it in two and smirked as he shoved it into one of his many robe pockets before making his way up the stairs.