Chapter 1

A scream. A cold evil laugh. The snake-like-man looked at him with a smile that can chill your blood; he brought his wand up to the one year olds forehead and said something. Somewhere in Godric's Hollow, a small boy, who is now eleven years old, woke up.

The boy panted softly trying to get his breathing under control. It's not the first time he had that nightmare, when his parents are dead and Voldemort is trying to kill him, but every time it leaves him breathless. It just seems so real! Young Harry Potter tip toed to his parents' bedroom and looked inside. His father, James Potter, and his mother, Lily Potter, are sleeping in their king size bed. Smiling, Harry tip toed back to his room. Glancing at the clock he sees that he really needs to get back to bed if he wants to be cheerful tomorrow, or this morning, for his birthday.

This time Harry wakes up by a dog licking his face. At first Harry poorly tries to push the dog away and rolls over, grumbling under his breath. He hears a quite chuckle coming from the door way of his room. The dog jumps on his bed and starts pushing Harry off the bed.

"Stop..." he said sleepily but the dog managed to push him off the bed. "OW! Sirius!" complained Harry from the floor. The dog became his favourite godfather (mind you, he only has one) and gave a bark of a laugh.

"Good morning Prongslet! You know, I woke up this morning having a feeling that today is a special day, but I can't remember why." He says with a smirk that would have taken all the girls breaths away.

"Why Padfoot," said Remus, "it's Harry's birthday! Your mum wants you dressed before you come to breakfast. Happy birthday, Harry."

"Thank you." Harry replies watching Sirius and Remus leaving the room.

The birthday boy dresses up fast, and goes to join his family. He is welcomed by all of them singing happy birthday to him. He got a lot of presents from Padfoot and Moony, he got mostly his school stuff from his parents and his very first white owl. All day long James, Sirius and Remus want out side, to a field where no muggle can see them, and played Quidditch all day so Harry can test his new broom out.

Now they are at the dining room having Harry's favourite.

"Are exited for Hogwarts, Harry?" asked Remus.

"Yes but I'm also nervous." He said truthfully.

"Why? There's nothing to be nervous about." Replied James

"I'm nervous for the houses."

A murmured of agreement came from the man's while Lily rolled her eyes. "There's nothing to be worried about the houses. Even if you don't go in Gryffindor, it's not going to change anything even if you end up in Slytherin." reassured his mother.

"While you're at Hogwarts, please do me a favour." At Harry's nod he continued, "Please bring hell to Snivellus." James and Remus chocked at their drinks and tried not to laugh while Lily hit Sirius on the arm. "OW! Evans! What was that for?"

"It's Potter," she said, "and you know why I did it."

"I agree with Sirius." Said James

"You're not helping! And you," she said to her son, "you better be polite with professor Snape."

"Aw, c'mon! Where's the fun on that?" Too Harry's great amusement, for the rest of the night Lily, James and Sirius were fighting either Harry should be a good boy or a bad boy. Harry and Remus spend the rest of the night watching them fight trying very hard not to laugh at their childness.