A/N: Well here I am. For those of you who don't know me, probably most of you, I am HiddenReaderNinja, and I love Harry Potter.

I started writing this story, almost 5 years ago to the day. I posted it here, and life happened. If it seems like you have read this before, that is because you quite possibly have. I have since deleted my original story, and am in the processes of reposting it now. It has been nearly four years since any changes have been made by me on my story, a hiatus that I never expected to happen. But now I am back, hopefully to stay. I'm have revisited my old chapters and fixed them, addressing any of the problems, typos, character flaws, and changes in writing style that may have happened since I last wrote here. Though most of what I have written has been left untouched, I hope you enjoy my revamping of my very first FanFic story, and hope you'll help me along the way as I try to stay involved with this story. I currently have seven chapters written, and will be posting three today and two tomorrow. Chapters 6 and 7 will then follow, hopefully at the same time as chapter 8. After that, I have no set calendar as to how I will be posting.

Disclamer:

I, HiddenReaderNinja am not JK Rowling and never have been and never will be. If I were, I'd have a really cool accent and an awesome movie deal. Harry Potter is just out of my reach...

Chapter 1: Godric's Hollow

Godric's Hollow was a place known for its holiday fun, and today being Halloween was no different. Pumpkins lined the street corners, and children scampered around the streets dressed up from everything between witches and wizards, to knights and princesses, to doctors and firemen. The street carnival had, by the looks of it, attracted the entire village out to bob for apples, play carnival games, and of course, journey through the haunted house.

A tall, hooded man walked through the crowd, not joining in the festivities. He only paused momentarily to sneer disdainfully at the magician, who was entertaining a group of children with his card tricks. Leaving behind the excited crowd, the Dark Lord walked steadily with one purpose in mind – the Potters. After these many months, he would finally bring down the great Potters. They had defied him for the last time.

And there it was. The Dark Lord laughed to himself as he approached his kill. How diligently they had tried to keep themselves from him, going so far as to hide here amongst the muggles and muggle-lovers; it must've been the Mudblood's idea.

But no matter. No one could hide from the Dark Lord – they could only delay the inevitable, and now even that was right at their door, which he blasted off its hinges with a flick of his wand.

Yells and shouts ensued, and the Dark Lord reveled in havoc he wreaked.

"He's here! Lily, take the twins and go!" shouted James as he frantically searched for his wand, all while attempting to block Voldemort from his wife.

"You're a traitor to your kind, Potter. We need wizards like you – with blood pure and true. Join us, and all shall be forgiven."

James bristled at the threat, and stiffened in resolve.

"I'd rather die." He declared, and threw himself at Voldemort, but immediately found himself pinned against the wall by the force of Voldemort's wand.

"You think that mere force will stop me, Potter?" breathed Voldemort. "Do you think to defeat me without even a wand to defend yourself?"

"Perhaps not. But at least I'll die protecting those I love."

"Then you die in vain!" he hissed, and with a flash of green light, James Potter crumpled to the ground, his glasses askew and messy hair ruffled even further in death.

Lily Potter had barricaded herself in the upstairs nursery when she heard Voldemort blast aside the debris in front of the door. Kissing her children for what she knew would be the last time, she brushed away the tears that had begun to fall and turned around. Refusing to step away from her children as he demanded, the last thing she saw before life left her was a flash of green light.

Voldemort turned from the body that now lay at his feet and surveyed the two small children who were sitting in the crib. The boy watched him curiously, having seen few strangers in his young lifetime. The girl, whose red hair mirrored her mother's, looked somber. Sneering at the pair of them, Voldemort pointed his wand at the boy, who began to whimper in fright. This was the big moment.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The world seemed to explode and the air was filled with screams. Not only the screams of the babies in the crib, but another, unearthly noise that seemed to consume all other sounds until it vanished in a whirlwind. A deathly silence filled the air and the only things remaining in the room were two whimpering children, a crumbling roof, and the figure of a young mother, never to reawaken from her slumber.

As the villagers of Godric's Hollow, began to investigate the source of the disturbance that had ruined their Halloween fun, no one knew how truly extraordinary the events unfolding were. No one knew that for Harry and Lily Ann Potter, the story was only beginning.

Please note, the first few chapters are pretty short. If this is a turn off for you, just know that they do get longer.

Hope y'all liked it. Good? Bad? Ideas? Please review!