31st October, 1981

Lily Potter was home with baby Harry in her arms. Her husband, James, was at an order meeting, eventhough, they were supposed to be in hiding. Voldemort was after them, mostly her child, but them aswell as they would never give up their son without dying first. Lily was nervous. She was in the house, alone, with her baby and James was out. It was the fact that he was out that made her more nervous. What if he gets found by Voldemort? What if something happened to Wormy and Voldemort comes here? These questions were plagueing her mind.

An alarm went off to say that someone had apparated onto the property. She sighed in relief that, finally, James came home. She looked out of the living room window to find that it was not him but her worsed nightmare. The red head reacted instantly, bolting up the stairs to her sons nursery and blocking the door with furniture, she left her wand in the kitchen when she was cooking. "Damn it, Lily! Worsed thing that you could do in this situation!" She quietly scolded herself before speaking to Harry in the crib. "Harry, just know that I love you very much. I'm sorry you won't have any memories of me and that I don't get to see you grow up and go to Hogwarts. But just know that I will always be with you and I will be watching you from above." she kissed him on the forehead and the door blows open.

"Not my baby. Please, kill me instead. Let him live." The woman begged the evil wizard. "Step aside you filfthy mudblood. I am only here to kill one and that will be... him."

Half an hour later

James Potter arrived on the property with his best friends, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. The meeting finished an hour ago but he wanted to get something for his wife. They stopped laughing when they looked at the cottage. "NO!" James shouted and ran into the house with his friends behind him. They split up. Remus took the downstairs whilst he and Sirius checked upstairs. James took the bedroom and bathroom and that left Sirius with the only other room upstairs, the nursery.

When the Black heir peeked into the room, his heart almost stopped beating. On the floor, eyes wide open and lifeless, laid Lily Potter. He looked at the crib and found that his godson was alive and awake. He didn't hear the voices of James and Remus, not even when they were shouting his name and asking if they were in there, he couldn't find it within himself to move or speak. He didn't hear the sound of running footsteps coming from the stairs and another set added when they were coming towards the room.

Remus couldn't believe it. He refused to believe it. The woman he thought of as a sister, even before she started dating Prongs, was dead infront of the crib. "No..No...No.." He repeated before sliding down the wall in the hallway. His sister in everything but blood, the girl who didn't even care that he was a werewolf, when he told her she hugged him tightly and apologised that he was one, the girl that made him homemade chocolate every full moon to help him, was gone.

When James saw Lily, he screamed in anguish. "I'm so sorry baby, please come back to me." He rocked back and forth with her body in his arms. He begged for her to come back. The girl who he had fought for, for several years until she finally said yes to him in seventh year and said yes to him when he asked for her hand in marriage, the girl that he had sworn to love forever, his wife and mother of his child, was dead. He barely noticed Sirius move to Harry and picked him up. "We need to leave." Sirius croaked.He was trying to hold it together for his friends and his pup. Remus got up from the floor and walked in "Prongs, Padfoot is right. We need to go and tell the ministry what happened. We need to tell people that Peter betrayed us and the order." "Moony, send a patronus to Moody and explain what happened. I got him." Padfoot told the werewolf. With a nod, he left and did what he was told. James wasn't responding. "Prongs, we need to go. Lily would want you to take care of Harry and live happily. Please!" That got a reaction out of the man.

"Is he ok?" James' voice was hoarse. "He has a cut on his forehead, kind of a cool cut though. Shaped like lightning. It doesn't seem to hurt him, so..." The animagus passed the boy to his father when he was standing. "Well, this is interseting." Moody said from the doorway. "How on earth did the boy survive?" James and Sirius understood what he was saying. Harry survived, the lightning scar looked like the wand movement for the killing curse. "We don't know. Maybe Lily did something when she stood up against Voldemort. She was wandless, Moony found her wand in the kitchen." Mad Eye nodded solemnly. "You three should leave. I'll sort this out. She was a good witch, she will be dearly missed." He said as the men walked out.

They reached the outscurts of the property and apparated to Potter Manor. It was big enough for them to stay and have a lot more rooms left over. Nobody could say anything, and they didn't want to. They felt betrayed, angry, depressed and in despair. This was Peter Pettigrew's fault and they knew it. But they couldn't do anything about it. He was probably long gone by now.

Godrics Hollow

Dumbledore arrived at the cottage once he knew Mad-Eye was gone. He had come to collect Harry. The old man waltzed into the house and up the stairs to the nursery. "I am sorry Mrs Potter but this is for the good of the Wizarding world." He said down at the body before looking inside of the crib to find that there was no boy in there. "This is not my plan." He muttered to himself before looking around the house for the kid. "James Potter's alive. No! He was supposed to die, Sirius was supposed to go after the rat and Remus was supposed to believe that Sirius betrayed them and killed Peter." He was seething. His plan won't work now. The boy is supposed to look up to him as a grandfather figure and trust him with his life.

What was the point of imperiusing Peter Pettigrew all these years to become a death eater and betray everyone if he can't put this plan into motion.