This is my first time writing a fan fiction so I hope you all like it. All rights go to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers.

Lily put her locket on her dresser. It had been bothering her all day which was unusual. Oh well she wasn't worried about it. For some reason though something was nagging at her. Lily decided to go check on the kids and make sure they were okay. As she walking down the hall there was a gust of wind as if there was someone in the house. Lily raced to the nursery feeling panicked. Hurriedly glancing around the room she looked in the crib. No! "James! Get up here quick!" Lily shouted. "Someone's taken Harmony!" James was about to rush up the stairs when the door blew off it's hinges. "Avada Kedavra!" James fell down dead instantly. Lily ran to the top of the stairs to see Voldemort gliding towards her. "Give me the boy. If you give me the boy then there is no need for you to die." Voldemort hissed. "NO!" Lily screamed scurrying to the nursery. She stood in front of the crib unyielding. "Avada Kedavra." Lily fell down dead. He stepped over her body and shouted the death curse at the baby boy. A flash of light crashed through the room as the Dark Lord was destroyed.

While everyone was shouting about the Dark Lord's death another person of great evil was about to kill a baby girl stolen from her family. This baby girl was Harmony and she was the missing child of James and Lily Potter who had been killed moments before. All that was left of her family was her brother, but no one told her this nor would they for many years. The evil person was someone even Voldemort feared and they was going to kill the girl destined to be the end of them. But before they could a witch came up to them and started telling of how He Who Must Not Be Named was dead at last. Then the witch inquired about the baby. The evil person forced to admit that the child was not hers, but one that had found lying in the street. The witch was shocked that people would just leave a months old baby on the street. She took the baby from the evil person and placed her in an orphanage. Since no one but a few people knew that she was born to Lily and James no one came for her to bring her to live with Harry her brother. She was soon adopted though by a seemingly nice family who were about to move to America. So the child grew up without an knowledge of who her real family was only knowing a picture in a locket that was left with her.