Hello people. Now let me explain. No I didn not steal someone else's story. This is the same Author as LivinLaVidaLou. But I lost the password to my old account and have no way of getting it back. But this also comes with a plus. I will be continuing your favorite stories as well as adding some new ones as well as chaning some things in the old stories to make them better :) Once again THIS IS LIVINLAVIDALOU, I've just been stupid and lost my password. I hope you still enjoy reading the stories as much as I have enjoyed writing them.

Enjoy:)

Lily screamed as the contractions got closer, and all James could do was hold her hand. This was their first child, and maybe their last. But how did this day come to be? Well most of us know, but what's the story behind their sorrow filled faces. This was supposed to be a happy day, a baby, their first born. But yet, why was this couple shooting sad looks at each other, and why were they dreading having this child? It all happened 9 months ago.

James and Lily Potter were sitting in their house, cuddled up together on their new sofa Sirius had just given them from his old house. These newly wed could not be happier with life. Dumbledore had told them that as long as they were in the house, and their secret keeper was faithful, they would be safe.

"James, have you ever thought of life with children?" Lily asked him. This thought circled him mind for a long time.

"Yeah, I say we start with six and end with 17." James answered. Lily sat up quickly out of his arms, and looked at him as though he were crazy.

"17, are you joking?" she questioned, outraged. James laughed she was always known to take things out of proportion.

"Yeah, I am." He laughed, she looked relived and resumed her place in his arms.

"What would we name them?"

"A boy would be James, and a girl would be...let's see... James."

"Be serious James!"

"Okay... Jamesera" Lily could not help but laugh, he was so childish sometimes.

"I was thinking for a girl Almora... And a boy...What about... Harry?" Lily thought, it was such a beautiful name, the name her grandfather had been given. He was a strong man, and maybe the name would make a strong baby. James, on the other hand, pondered this name.

"It's a very nice name, but I like a different one like...Oh I don't know... James?" James offered as a name. Lily sat up again and punched him playfully.

"Okay, if we have a boy his middle name would be James, if his first name is Harry."

"Agreed" James said, he thought his name was special, a name for a joker, and a rival, plus a name for the very good looking. He hoped his child could have that name, and live up to it's full potential. Too bad.

A bight light a silver blinded the both of them, startled out of their minds, the couple could not move. A hooded figure walked swiftly into their living room, and stopped before them.

"James and Lily Potter, I wish for your attention." A hollow, dark voice said from under the cloak. As if I'd give you anything else, James thought, gripping Lily tighter.

"What do you want," James asked, sounding much more confident then he really was.

"I seek your assistance, You see I will not always be around, and I wish to have an Heir." The voice answered.

"What does that have to do with us?" Lily asked, he voice shaking violently. The figure leaned over her, and grasped her chin.

"You will give me one." He breathed to her, as he flicked her chin when he let go, James hugged her tighter.

"What for? Can't you make one yourself?" James said, he voice finally catching up with his emotions. The figure seemed to get impatient.

"I wish not to have those filthy pleasures of humans, if I can make someone else do it, why shouldn't I?" He laughed soullessly, it sent shivers up the couples spines.

"And- and if we refuse?" Lily asked, knowing she did not want the answer.

"I will kill you," he said casually, " But, I shall spare your life if you give me an Heir. I do not like to wait, I shall come for monthly check-ins, just to make sure you haven't forgotten. Give me an Heir, and I shall spare both of you. You have nine months." He added before he swept out of the room, leaving James and Lily in total shock.

Back to were we started, Lily is in Labor

"No, he can't have it. He can't have it. James don't let him have it!" Lily moaned as she shook violently on the bed, in labor. James looked sorrowfully at her then swept out of the room. He took out a quill and some parchment from his pocket. On it he wrote:

It's coming.

He attached the letter to an extremely small owl he had hidden in the bag he was carrying. As it took flight, he went back into the room.

"Don't let him take it James! Please don't let him have it!" Lily moaned louder. James held her hand and soothed her.

"I know Lily, I know. It's alright." He said. But it was not alright. He did not want this baby to be in the hands of that man. It was his baby, it was Lily's baby, he did had nothing to do with it. James did not want to give the baby up, but he had to shush Lily, the doctors were starting to get suspicious.

"Lily, it will all be alright, I-I'll try okay?" He told her. She became vicious.

"James don't you let him take our child! I forbid it! You will not try, YOU WILL. He will not lay a finger on this child, DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" She screamed, almost squeezing the life out of James's hand.

"Okay, Okay Lily, he will not get it." James managed to say through the pain of her hold. Assured, Lily lightened her grip, and continued on to have the baby.

It was finally over, after two hours they now had a beautiful baby boy, Harry James Potter. Lily held the baby as James lay on the bed, his arms around Lily, and his eyes on Harry.

"He gorgeous James. Looks just like his father." Lily cooed, stroking little Harry's head.

"He has your eyes Lily." James admired. Little Harry looked very cute, looking curiously up at his parents. His jet black hair complimented his emerald green eyes to the extent where he gave off a handsome glow.

"Going to be a lady killer like your father Harry?" James asked the baby while lightly touching his face. Lily looked up at him and smiled, always the child. Harry's eyes began to close, he slept peacefully.

The moment to baby fell asleep a short plump figure climbed into the window.

"Wormtail!" James yelled angrily, for he found out five months ago that Wormtail was now a Death Eater. The watery eyed man took one look at him and dove for Harry. James leapt from behind Lily with just enough time to tackle Wormtail, and for Lily to put Harry in his new born carriage and take out her wand. James had Wormtail tinned and his wand was at his throat.

"Leave now!" James ordered him.

"I am here to get what is rightfully the Dark Lords!" Wormtail squeaked. James pressed his wand harder to his neck.

"He's not getting him, he will not touch Harry!" Lily proclaimed as she too went up to Wormtail.

"Harry, eh? I hate that name, but it will have to do." Said a deep chilling voice from behind the couple. Voldemort stood grand and tall next to the empty carriage, with Harry in his arms.

"Good job in the distraction Wormtail, I knew they'd cave, but since I have the Heir, I must spare them. I've got everything I need, we must be off." Voldemort finished. Lily screamed, James was throw off Peter in a sudden jerk.

"NO!" James and Lily both screamed as Voldemort attempted to leave through the window. James jumped on his back, wand forgotten, and tried to pin him. Voldemort simply waved his wand and James was thrown back against the wall, knocked out. Lily screamed, then dove for Voldemort too. But he was ready this time. "Bindorous" He shout. Lily was thrown back too, and was screaming and struggling against invisible chains.

Voldemort nodded to Wormtail and they both took flight on broomsticks, leaving the screaming mother and unconscious father behind. Voldemort looked own at the sleeping bundle he had in his arms, the sleeping baby, known to be Harry. Voldemort smiled.

"Hello Heir." He said.

I didn't change this one much

But there is more to come

In better ways

Hoped you liked it :)

LivinLaVidaLou