A Twist On The Old Tale

Prologue

The Potters. The Longbottoms. It was one of these families that would be destroyed, and all because of a little thing called destiny. Okay, maybe not so little. But either way you look at it, it is still to blame for what had been happening to the two afore mentioned families. They had gone into hiding, because apparently Lord Voldemort deemed one of these two children, born within a day of each other, to be his downfall. What better way to prevent an uprising power then to get rid of it. These two families had gone under the Fidelius charm. The secret-keeper for the Potters was Peter Pettigrew and the secret-keeper for the Longbottoms was Alex Adams. It was all just a matter of time until something happened. And it did…­­

Chapter 1

31 OCTOBER 1992

It was one o'clock in the morning in Godrics Hollow, the hiding home of the Potters. It was a peaceful night. James and Lily Potter were in the master bedroom sound asleep, while two doors down, near the stairs, was little baby Harry's room. Unlike his parents, he was wide awake. He was silent, because any sound might alert the unexpected visitor to where he was sitting. The door to the nursery opened, and the secret stealth sensoring spells that had been placed around the doorway were activated, alerting the sleeping adults. They jumped out of bed and ran to Harry. There, with his wand drawn was Voldemort.

"Ahh…so nice of you to join us at last," said the Dark Lord, chilling the room. "Please relax, while I kill your pathetic son."

"NO!" cried Lily, reaching out to protect her child.

"You dare stand up to me? You are a miserable excuse for a witch, mudblood!"

"Don't call her that!" defended James.

"James, don't!"

"You will leave, Voldemort, NOW!"

"You dare stand up to me as well James? So be it! Petrificus Totalus!" Voldemort cast this spell twice on the unexpected adults, and then levitated them to lean them against the wall, where they had an excellent view of the still silent baby Harry. James and Lily were frozen in place, unable to make a sound, to grab their wands, or even close their eyes. They watched in horror as the Dark Lord raised his wand and pointed it at the defenceless child, while laughing manically.

"This is the child who supposedly has the power to defeat me? Goodbye Harry Potter.."

For poor James, he was strong enough to keep face in front of Voldemort, but inside he was breaking and dieing. The same could not be said for Lily, as tears were running down her face, watching her only child face his death with calm radiating from his body.

Voldemort got ready to say those two deadly words, not noticing Harry raise his hand where a thin scar was.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Everything happened in slow motion after that. Lily and James somehow fell to the ground and closed their eyes; the neon green light erupted from the end of Voldemorts wand; and a bright white light erupted from Harry's scar on his hand, spiralling towards Voldemort and slicing up the most unforgivable curses' light.

A loud explosion came from Godrics Hollow that night which no once could explain. However, with a bang that loud came only a semi destroyed house. And there, sitting on his bed quietly and unscathed was a baby. The sound of wood and bricks being moved was heard, and emerging from the rubbish were two injured adults. The curse that was placed on them had been removed after Voldemorts demise and they were still conscious. And only they had an idea as to why that was. James and Lily stared at Harry, then at each other.

"Could he really be the one, Lily?

"I..I don't know James, but we have to get out of here."

"Yes, we must. But where shall we go? Dumbledore?"

"No, not Dumbledore. We," Lily sighed, "we're going to have to leave the country."

"What, Lily we can't!"

"Look, we'll discuss this soon. We have to leave this house right now."

James listened carefully and he could here muggle police sirens in the distance.

"Sirius! Lily, Sirius has to know!"

"James, listen to me! No one must know! Let's just take Harry and leave now!"

"But, dear.." he trailed off at the look his wife gave him, "Yes dear."

And with that, James, Lily and Harry Potter left Godrics Hollow with a small crack.

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The Potters arrived in a small alleyway, a few towns away.

"So dear, where are we going to go, and why?" asked a curious James.

"I don't want everyone to know what happened. Can you imagine what everyone would say if they knew that our little boy destroyed Voldemort, and survived the Killing Curse? I don't want Harry to grow up in a world where everyone knows his name, and he isn't even old enough to remember it." replied Lily.

"You have a point Lily. I don't want that to happen to Harry either. But why can't we tell Padfoot, or Moony?"
"James, you know just as well as I do that I would love nothing more to tell them, but it is going to be so hard to even get in contact with them! Our bodies won't be found at the house, and the Aurors are going to wonder! They are going to go to their houses first, and as long as Padfoot doesn't go after that little arse of a rat, he should be fine!"

"Lily!? Of course! That little worm! God, that Marauders name certainly fits the little traitor, doesn't it?"

"Yes dear, but where should we go? We have to go somewhere where they won't recognise us. Like a little muggle town."

"Umm, I don't know hun, maybe America?" asked James.

"No, there is too large a Wizarding population there. What about Australia?"

"That's great! How about, what is it, Western Australia?"

"Why Western Australia?"

"Well, it's the furthest state from the Ministry over there, so it would be harder for them to track us."

"Good idea! So we tidy up and..and.." Lily suddenly looked a bit more worried.

"What is it?"

"What about Gringotts? Aren't they going to declare us dead? How will we get our money?"

"I don't know. How about I transfigure you?"

"Why didn't I think of that before? Of course! So, short curly blonde hair, blue round eyes, and a bit smaller?"

"Done, done, and done!"

"Excellent" Lily gave James a quick peck on the lips and prepared to disapparate. "Look after Harry and do not leave here, okay?"

"Yes dear."

"Mama!" cried out a bubbly Harry.

"Goodbye to you to Harry dear. Mummy will be back soon." And with that she disappeared.