Lily lay down her year old son and kissed him on the forehead.
"Sleep." She commanded him softly. The baby almost instantly shut his eyes and was slowly falling to sleep.
Suddenly, the Nursery door burst open. "Lily!" James yelled, his face pale with fear.
"What is it James?" Lily asked.
"It…it's the Longbottom's…they've…. they've been killed, Lily. They're dead."
Lily closed her eyes to suppress her tears.
"Lily?" James said softly, "Are you okay, babe?"
"H…how did they die?" Lily asked, tears forming in her eyes.
"You-Know-Who." James whispered.
"What about their son? What about Neville?"
"I dunno. I'm writing Dumbledore offering for us to raise him."
"He's got a grandmother, James." Lily told him
"Not anymore." James informed her
"What?"
"She was killed as well."
"No…" Lily said, tears pouring from her eyes.
"Lily…Lily…it's alright. There's no need to cry honey." James said, pulling Lily into a hug, "He won't get us. I promise."
"Look!" Lily said, a few moments later, sitting on the couch in the living room. She was pointing at an owl flying into the house.
"Must be from Dumbledore." James said, taking the note from the owl. Lily looked over James' shoulder and read the note as well.
Dear James (and Lily),
I'm pleased to hear that you would be willing to raise Mr. And Mrs. Longbottom's son. As it is, I may need you to. The boy has no family remaining. You-Know-Who has gotten them all…everyone of them.
I will be bringing Neville to your house tomorrow. Please have everything ready for him by then. Just to point out that Neville has a lightning shaped scar on his forehead.
Professor Albus Dumbledore
"He's bringing the baby tomorrow?" Lily asked.
"That's what the note said, Love." James replied.
Lily sighed and walked into the Nursery, waved her wand and conjured up another crib for Neville. Harry stirred in his sleep.