Title :  To be determined. (any idea's)

Disclaimer; I on't own any of the Chaacters from this story.

Summery: What if Harry hadn't been taken to the Dursly's? What if Snape had come that night to take him to Hogwarts?

Green light. That was all Severus Snape could see as he ran to the Potters. "Please let them be alright" hi only thoughts. He'd just over heard two death eaters, who said there Master would strike the Potter home tonight.

          Finally he was at the road he was seeking, hearing the cries of what he thought was a baby, and he quickly remembered the Potter's infant son. He ran faster still at this thought. As he turned the last bend he felt his heart stop and faltered. The house was no more, fire burned through it. He could see both James and Lily, unmoving in the yard. They looked as if they'd tried to run. There was no sign of the baby. Expecting he worst slowly made his way down the hill. The crying had stopped. He though that he may have imagined it. Taking a deep breath he steeled himself for the worst.

          Slowly he approached the house. Cold fear ran through him as he saw James and Lily. He confirmed they were dead, likely killed by the killing curse. Lily whom he loved like no other, and James whom he didn't like, but wouldn't have wished this on. Still no sign of the baby Harry.  He concentrated on the baby, he had to find him. He listened intently. Finally he heard it, the crying from before. He followed the sound of it. Finally he saw Harry. He sat by where the back door used to be. He cried quiet tears, confused, lost and scared. Snape carefully approached and knelt before Harry. Waiting. Letting him have the first move. "Shhh little one. I'm here to help." Snape waited. He wanted to give him the first move.

          Harry's crying slowly ebbed off. He'd been watching Snape with giant tear filled eyes. Finally he seemed to make a decision. And crawled to Snape and raised his arms to be lifted. Severus picked Harry up, cradling him in his arm. He pulled out a vial from his robes. "Drink little one, it will help you sleep."

          As if understanding the words, Harry drank the potion. Slowly his eye's fluttered shut in sleep. Severus carefully cleaned the lighting bolt-shaped cut on Harry's head. Then he slowly made his way towards Hogwarts. To safety for the child.

          Sometime later Severus Snape arrived at Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. He headed strait for Dumbledore's office. When he arrived he was not suprized to see that Hagrid and McGonagall were already there. He quietly sat down with Harry, existed. Harry continued to sleep, though he showed signs of soon waking.

          Dumbledore rose making his way around his desk. "Might I see him Severus?"

          Snape nodded and passed Harry along to him. "So he's gone?"

          There was no doubt of whom he was referring. Dumbledore sat holding Harry as if he was a treasure. "Yes. It would seem so. The question is, how. Young Harry seems to have done what many have tried, and ultimately failed to do." Harry's eye's fluttered open slowly, He yawned sleepily. He then watched Dumbledore with a mixture of fear and wonder. As if not sure what to make of him. He gurgled softly and Dumbledore passed him to McGonagall. "Please, take him to Poppy, I want to be sure no permanent harm has come to him. Hagrid, please go with her. Severus, a word perhaps?" it was not a request.

          McGonagall Lifted Harry and she and Hagrid headed for the hospital wing.

          "So Severus, tell me what happened."

          Snape shifted in his seat Slightly. "I over heard plans on the attack of the Potters this evening. Unfortunately, I heard them to late. When I arrived there, the place was a wreck. Fire was already through the entire house. I found James and Lily out front. I'd hear crying earlier, but it took me a while to find Harry. He was at the back. I'm not sure how he got there, but that's where I found him. I waited for him to come to me. Once he had I gave him a light sleeping potion and came strait here. I did not see the attack, though I fear Harry may have seen it all. I tried to heal his head, but couldn't. I fear he will have a permanent scar.

          "I see." Dumbledore sat in thought for a few moments. "Do we know who betrayed them?"

          "Peter" Snape looked ready to kill. "I heard him mentioned in regards to the attack."
          "Very well. I will inform Sirus and the ministry." Dumbledore rose.

          "Sirus is dead. I saw what was left of him when I arrived at the meeting. I arrived to late to help him. Apparently he wouldn't co-operate." Snape closed his eyes as if to block the image from his mind.

          "Then it would seem that we now must find a home for Harry. I had thought to place him with his aunt and uncle, but McGonagall believes he wouldn't be safe there. Magic haters that they are. Come we will see what Poppy has to say on his health. We'll see about a new home after that."

          Dumbledore and Snape then headed for the hospital wing, to a remarkable and lucky baby. Things would definitely never be the same.