In the comfort of the headmasters office at Hogwarts sat Albus Dumbledore.

He was alone for the first time in months, thinking of the war and how many great people were gone because of it. He sat in silence, contemplating the lives lost during the war and the children who had been left behind, orphans to the world. He wished he could get through to Tom – Voldemort, the boy Tom had died long ago - but alas, hejust wouldn't listen. So content on finding a way to become not only the most powerful wizard to walk the earth, no, he wanted to become a God; To become immortal, to live far beyond the years of any other witch or wizard and there was no cost too great.

Dumbledore sighed in resignation, feeling his nerves relaxing. The weight of the war, and the year leading up to it had taken it's toll on Dumbledore, he felt tired, used up – exhausted.

He heard hurried footsteps climbing the staircase and knew his solitude would soon be interrupted. The door was pushed open with so much force that I could hear the hinges creek under the pressure

"Albus!" echoed the shout of a man who could only be described as a bat "He's going to kill her, Albus! You have to go and save her!"

It took a fraction of a second for understanding to creep into my brain.

I held my hand up to quiet the man as I stood

"Severus" I said, "What do you know?"

Severus Snape came to a halt inches from his desk with a deep look of concern, panic and anger in his eyes "The dark lord has found her, he's found Lily, and he's going to kill her - he's going to kill them all!" the panic rose in his voice "You must go to them, you must save her!" Sevenus continued as he slammed his fist onto my desk

I retrieved my wand from the inside pocket of my robes and waved it gracefully in front on my face 'purus' I thought and with a flash, a glowing piece of parchment hung in the air in front of me. The parchment remained mid-air, glowing from the edges before it slowly made it's way to the centre of the parchment, twisting and turning until it formed a neat calligraphy in the same bright white colour of the original glowing edges.

Godrics Hollow

At those words Albus Quickly ran to the Fire place, grabbed some floo powder and Said "The Potter House!" As Albus stepped out of the Fireplace, he had a Frantic look on his face, The first thing that he saw was James Potter. Laying lifeless on the floor, the life gone from his eyes. Then he heard a shout from upstairs. "Please! Not Harry! Take me but not harry!" as he heard these words being shouted he started to panic running up the stairs a lot faster then he should for his age. he got to the door to see a flash of green light aimed at the toddler. As well as Lily potter laying dead. when he saw Tom (aka Voldemort) he reached for his wand, but as soon as he pointed it at Tom, Tom just smiled an Evil smile then Spun on his heel's he was then gone in a flash.

Albus Dumbledore had never felt so much sorrow in his life. Lily and James Potter were like Family to him, he thought of them as his own children. Then silent tears feel down his face. ~I was not fast enough. I could not save Harrison~ Just as he was about to leave the house he heard a Cry. He thought for a seconde that his mind was playing tricks on him, but then he heard it again. Slight hope flashing in his eyes he went back to the room where Lily lay, In the crib he found a little baby who he knew as Harrison. ~Its not possible~ Thought Albus ~I checked him moments ago and he had no pulse. I even scanned him with my healer magic~

Albus Dumbledore had never felt so much joy in his life. The potter line was still alive. The boy he thought as a grandson was still alive. Making a quick decision he picked Harrison up in his arms and then spun on his heel's with a "Flash" he was gone. Landing on the door step of number 4 privet drive. ~As much as I love the boy. I can not let him grow up in our world. He would be known as The-Boy-who-lived. Not Harrison James Potter. But the Defeater of the dark lord, he knew that this was a risky thing to do to the boy. Having heard of what the Durslys truly thought of magic. But he thought that they would still take care of him and love him as their own. Quickly writing a letter to them, about what happened to the Potter's he cast a warming charm on Harrison. Knocked on the door and was gone in a flash.