Prologue
This story doesn't begin in number 4 privet drive, the burrow or Hogwarts as you may expect. Not even Godrics hollow this story begins in the hogs head where Severus Snape is listening out side the door of the room where soon to be professor Trawlawy is having her interview for the teaching post of divination with professor Dumbledore. On hearing the prophesy about the demise of his leader lord Voldemort he rushes off to tell him and in return seeks only one thing the safety of Lilly potter for lord Voldemort was certain of one thing the prophesy spoke of her son Harry.
This one small change at the start of the story changes the entire future of all the characters.
A dark shadow crept along the path of Lilly and James's safe house seeming so very out of place among the roses and garden gnomes. The dark shadow swept his cloak around him as he flashed in sight of the window, there they were sitting on the lounge as if there lives weren't in danger as if it was just any other night but then they had no idea he was there. He had made sure of that, as he thought this James Potter stood up and his target came into view the small form of a one year old Harry Potter laying in his fathers arms. So simple all he had to do was walk through that door, cast a spell and his only true nemesis would be dead before he even begin to talk. James walked out of view and he heard foot steps on the stairs finishing his walk down the path he came to the door which he opened with a simple spell the lock clicked and Lilly walked over to the door. Voldemort remembered his promise to Severus that if Lilly need not die than he would not kill her. He walked through the door Lilly had not even picked up her wand it seemed that Severus would get his wish Lilly recognised him and screamed, there was a sudden movement at the top of the stairs and there was James potter his wand in his hand a murderous look in his eyes. Time seemed to stop all three of them looked at each other and then came a look in James Potters eyes a look that no one had ever seen before the look of defeat. He lowered his wand and all three watched in silence as it fell slowly so slowly towards the ground and suddenly there was an unnaturally green light shooting towards him time stood so still it almost seemed as though he could have been able to dodge it. Finally it hit him his last thought was for his son who would now grow up without a father and as he thought this he unknowingly he wove a spell of protection around his son.
Lilly's screams began again piercing as before but now James was to far away to hear Lilly crying out, to far away to see the red flash of light that hit her ending the screams, to far away to stand between his son and the flash of green light that no known man had ever survived. But in death he had done more to protect his son than he could ever have done in life so when the lethal green flash hit Harry it rebounded on the caster drawing Voldemort into his worst fear death.
Snape had expected Voldemort to summon him hours ago he had expected the sharp pain in his left forearm but it never came. Now in the early hours of the morning he was shuffling along in the thick frost that covered the ground near the Potters safe house his black cloak dragging along, the melting frost soaking its bottom edge as the ruined house of the Potters came into view. The charm cast to keep it hidden was broken, his pace picked up when he reached the ruins he looked around for any muggles before levitating the crumbled roof and walls. They floated up into the air standing were they had been mere hours before as the rubble lifted two bodies came into view. Snape rushed forward towards the body with flowing bronze hair now tinted grey from the dust he crouched beside her and shook her shoulder she didn't wake up. He pulled back fearing the worst he crouched down hugging his knees as tearless sobs escaped him. How long he sat there he never knew but when he was finally quiet his breathing controlled and silent, he heard a faint noise like the smallest amount of air rushing in and out of someone's lungs.
