It was August third a few days after Lily Potter had brought home her new born infant
Harry J. Potter. He was a beautiful seven pound baby , Black hair , Emerald green eyes , And
Pale skin. He had his mothers nose and ears the rest of young Harry resembled his father,
James Potter. James had been killed the day Harry was born , July thirty-first , By the
dark lord Voldemort. As baby Harry slept Lily sat in the basement of her home with her wand
and wedding album and mourned her deceased husband's death. Her weak smiles turned
to laughs to cries. All of sudden there was a loud sound of braking glass , The lights went out
and all she could hear was the sound of baby Harry's cry . "Voldemort." Lily gasped , She then
grabbed her wand and ran up the stairs into Harry's nursery , It seemed she beat him to the baby's
room . She grabbed Harry , Set her wand down on the night stand , And rocked Harry softly.
Until she felt something warm coming from Harry's forehead , It was blood . Harry was cold ,
quiet , and dead still . She put Harry back in his crib , Said a small prayer , And took of her
white diamond heart locket and put it around Harry's small neck . On the inside was two small
pictures . On the left was James and on the right was Lily. She kissed Harry on the cheek softly
saying goodbye one last time and Voldemort barged out of the closet , And with a simple spell
Lily Potter's wand dropped to the ground , Them Lily's bloody body and within seconds Lily Marie
Potter was dead , And Voldemort vanished into the shadows . When it was eleven o clock
the Ministry Of Magic had been informed that another wizard had been murdered by
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named , But her son had survived . And this is were our story begins.
Chapter One: (Harry is twelve now)
"Wake up Potter! It's my birthday!" Dudley Dursley , Harry's horrible cousin yelled to Harry slamming Harry's bedroom door , As he ran down the stairs . Harry sat up and looked at the clock ,
It was nine-thirty . Harry stood up put on fresh clothes and got ready for the day . Before leaving
his room he put on his mothers locket and put it under his shirt and went down the stairs .