Harry Potter

by Kali Hart

Desclaimer: I hold no rights to Harry Potter by J.K Rowling

Prologue

Heart clenching the sensation of his rising bile and hollowed soul making him dizzy. He had got here too late, always too late. Legs giving out, his whole body shaking, Lily, little Harry... even James, the house before him was full of death. His dispar deafened him to the point he almost did not hear the small cry, pulling him from his dark brink trying to open his ears force them to tell him it wasn't imagined. Then clear as a bell and laced with confused fear a child cried out "Mama? into the night. He found him self at the broken down door before he registered getting off the ground. the first thing he saw was James his body on the stairs obviously trying to defend the way, determination his final expression. Careful not to disturb the fallen defender he found his way to the hall and followed the path of destruction to Harrys bedroom. The scene caused the man to fall to his knees again his heart in his throat gagging on sorrow. Young Harry a boy of not quite 2 was clinging to his mother sobbing and patting her face begging her to hold him. The fact she never would, never hold her son, never grace the world with her piercing green eyes or musical voice broke a piece of the man. His sob called the distraught boys attention to him. "Mama!?" He asked.

"I am so sorry Harry." the man arm reached out and the boy crawled clumsily to him burrowing his face into the man's chest quietly sobbing.

When he heard the tell tail sound of an apperation the man hoped it was a friendly but heated the child in his arms and stood to look out the window. He was simultaneously filled with relief and rage but slowly made his way down the stairs protecting the child from seeing James to meet the newcomer.

"What happened?" There was no accusation just somber curiosity

Only containing his rage for the child in his arms the man spoke "Peter Pettigrew over heard the Prophecy Dumbledore and he went straight to Voldemort, I told you to protect them... Peter was their secret keeper. Why were you not here?"After getting over the initial shock the old wizard replied "The message was cut off all I received was danger at the Potters... I am so sorry my boy. Most of the time was trying to convince the aurors to come at all."

The man heaved a deep sigh his sorrow was heavy. "Voldemort is gone... I saw the flash of green light, then nothing until the boy cried. He has a scar and wants his Mama but how did he survive?"

"I don't know how but the prophecy stated that one of two boys would kill him and it appears he has." Dumbledore knew it was to good to be true. "They will be here soon you should go quickly I will tell them what happened."the man knew he was right and slowly transferred the now sleeping boy to the old man. "Take care of him Albus." He decided to go get sloshed."I will dear friend." He spoke to empty air.Very soon he was surrounded but aurors and four heartbroken friends. "Sir are we too late?" the man knew the answer but hope was a silly thing sometimes."I am afraid so, Lilly and James are gone but Harry Survived an avada kedavra from Voldemort himself and it seems Voldemort has been defeated." He kept the 'at least for now,' to himself. "Now dear Aurors, find Peter Pettigrew as soon as possible for he was the Potters betrayer." He watched as all but three nodded and left for the ministry to begin tracking the traitor, the remaining three when to secure the crime scene. Dumbledore now looked to the four who remained by his side. Quietly crying Hagrid and Minivera and barely holding on Sirus, Remus was growling in a worrisome way closer then even Sirus to snapping.

"My dear friends, this is a dark time but I have a confession to add." He gently rocked Harry, "the reason I am here that I knew of Pettigrew is one Severus Snape. He went to Voldemort on my request, took the mark and has been my spy..." Dumbledore looked rightly ashamed of himself. "Do to this he was able to tell me that the Potters had been betrayed, apparently it was Peter Pettigrew that told Voldemort about the prophecy and ultimately where they were hiding. Now I know you have questions but first we must find young Harry a home. I need to take him to St. Mungos, can any9ne here ride James bike?"

With that Albus and Minivera apperated to the hospital as Hagrid brought Harry on the bike and Sirus and Remus went to join the hunt for Peter. The next 36 hours went slowly for Albus as Harry was tested this way and that and observed for side effects. Minivera had found Lily's sister and with no will yet found it seemed the place to take the little boy. She had been watching them for almost two days when Albus arrived with word Hagrid and Harry were on their way.

"Oh Albus we simply cannot leave Harry with these people, they are the worse sort of Muggles imaginable." She's proceeded to tell him what she had seen an heard while watching the Dursleys and he listened.

"Thank you Minivera, but where should I take him?" as he thought the sound of a rumbling motorcycle got closer and louder untill the half giant gently landed. before he could say more then 'ello an owl swooped from the sky circling once before resting on Hagrid's sholder.

Dumbledore looked up at the owl, "For me?" the owl shook it's head but dropped the roll of parchment in he had anyway then took a treat from Hagrid. His confusi0n turned to a smile when hehe read the first line of the document.

Will and Testament of Lily and James PotterHe proceeded to read quickly skimming until he found the; incase of death before Harry James Potter is of age, bit.

"They have left him to Sirus and Remus! It was revised the Day they died... Do to the Longbottums state of health." Dumbledore smiled while the Black sheep of the Blacks and thw Wear wolf might seem like an odd choice for parents Lily and James more then knew what they were doing.

With a smile Dumbledore handed the Will to Hagrid and told him to Take Harry to Hogwarts while Minivera and himself joined the hunt for Peter, who Sirus had told them, could turn into a rat. Soon the 'boy-who-lived" would be safely situated, the boys life wowould be anything but boring.