In no way do I own Harry Potter, or the Stargate series, if I did Harry wouldnt be such a pussy and the Ori would have been destroyed long before they mattered.

The plot line for this story, came about from there never be enough HP/SG1 crossovers, and in my search for the next story, I wanted something that didnt fit the 'mold' for normal SG1 crossovers. Thus my story for "Wraithborn" was .... well born ;).

"talking" - I am talking

'thinking' - I am thinking

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A flickering glow was seen from the window of a small cottage, the dull orange colours of the fire illuminating the parents and child seen relaxing on the lounge. The father reached over to gently kiss his wife on the lips, a relaxing halloween night spent with his new family. Just as their lips were to meet, cackling could be heard as anti apparation wards were raised.

"LILY! RUN HE FOUND US, TAKE HARRY AND GET OUT OF HERE!", the man yelled to his wife moving to the front door while raising his wand.

"JAMES BE CAREFUL, I LOVE YOU!", Lily yelled to her husband before escaping upstairs to try the second fireplace and hopefully floo some reinforcements. "What do I do now?" she questioned to herself, beginning to cry as she relised the futility of it all, she was trapped, the floo blocked, unable to apparate, the windows blocked and the crashes downstairs continued as her beloved husband and father of her child fought below to allow her to escape.

BANG, the door to the cottage blow off its hinges as a cloaked man stood at the entrance with wand raised. "James James James, what did I tell you last time I saw you? I believe I said I would kill you". The final word from Voldemort started the duel with him firing an Avada Kedavra at james who summoned a side table to intercept the green curse before he could be killed, banishing the remains of the table at Voldemort who transfigured the small stakes into birds to attack and confuse James. The fight could be counted as a fast pace duel with James transfiguring wreckage into animals to attack Voldemort and intercept the curses sent his way, and firing banishers and bludgeon'ers at Voldemort interspaced with piercing and boneshattering hexs, to hopefully mix things up and cause Voldemort to slip up.

Voldemort on the other hand was using a mixture of transfigured animals to combat James, while mainly firing Avada Kedavra's and Crucio's, and dark disenbowelment and asphyxiating curses, curses that while dark for their viciousness and lethality, were more for the fact that they looked like simple tripping curses and stunners except that if one could feel magic, it had the sense of pain, torture and death.

"I dont know how you captured Peter and got him to talk, but I will avenge my friend", shouted James while sending a borderline legal piercing hex that while capable of seriously injuring, overpowered like they were, were capable of killing. James knew that he couldnt last against Voldemort, especially considering his overpowered spells and was beginning to tire against the unstoppable force that is Voldemort.
"Hey, Potter guess what? We never captured peter, he told us of his own free will, he was the spy in the order not that halfbreed wolf". The shock of the words were enough for Voldemort to catch him with a crucio curses the chest...

James Potter's POV

The pain was unbearable, like a thousand knives pushing their way out of my skin. My skin felt like it was melting off, my life giving blood suddenly felt like it was on fire pumping its infectious flames around my body spreading into the muscles and causing them to tear apart and rebuild in an instant. His bones felt like they were splintering into the riping muscles. His very person was being torn apart an put back together like one giant reparo. When the curse finally ended his throat was sore from yelling, his eyes bloodshot and blurry, "Potter, I told you this day would come when you refused to join me. Now for opposing me I am going to kill you, just feel lucky that I am merciful and will kill you quickly" Voldemort taunted. "Worry not, your mudblood wife and son will soon be joining you". Avada Kedavra blackness took over after a brief burst of green, Lilly....

General POV

The crashes of the duelling below stopped with a brief scream, fully panicking as she clutched her child to her chest, looking down below at what might be the last time they see each on the mortal plane, his messy black hair, his chubby face, and the greenest eyes looked back at her curiosity, 'just like mine' a brief thought crossed her mind.

A crash brought her back to reality as the door was broken inwards and Voldemort stepped over the shattered remains.

"Stand aside and you may live", he said to Lily. She was panicking, her thoughts whirled at the thought of what that monster wanted with her baby. Lily would never abandon her child and stood her ground, infront of the playpen protecting him with her body.

"No, please don't hurt him. I'll do what ever you want, just don't hurt him", Lily pleaded with Voldermort. It was all for naught however as a cruel laugh was heard before a brief flash of green light ended Lily Potter.

Voldemort turned to the rooms only other inhabitant, a small child barely standing inside a playpen, he sneered, 'as if this little child would be the end of him, the all powerful Lord Voldemort'.

"Goodbye...". Another flash of green and the world exploded.

The house was in flames and a giant wreck as the support structures were beginning to collapse, a giant of a man, easily 8 foot high entered the wreckage and removed a small boy wrapped in a blue blanket. The sound of a motor bike was heard with a man in his early 20's arguing with the giant to give him the child

"He's mine Hagrid, I'm his godfather he needs to come with me" the man argued.

" 'orry Sirus bu' Dumbledor told me to fetch 'im and bring the lettle guy to him" the giant spoke firmly, believing he was correct in his statement.

"Please Hagrid, keep him safe and take my bike I wont need it, I've got a rat to catch" the man identifed as only Sirius said before running off on foot.

A street with house's in neat rows, freshly moved lawns and clean cars, sat a stiff looking cat with strange markings around its eyes. It watched sternly, if it was possible as a young child kicked his mother down the street yelling about sweets. About 30 minutes later a somewhat subdued child was being carried by his mother, a thin horse shaped woman, the plump child was dropping wrappers every few feet as they walked.

The day continued along that motion of the kid yelling and the mother getting it for him, the child was obviously a spoiled brat if what was observed was correct, the wife obsessed with perfectionism if the continuous cleaning wasn't necesssary, however with the slob of a child it may not have been perfectionism but, rather general cleaning.

As the moon began to near the middle of the night sky a pop was heard at the end of the street before the street lights began to empty, not turn off, but simply appear to no longer be there. The stiff looking cat, changed into a stiff looking woman in her mid 60's, and greated the crazy looking man in the coloured dress, they appeared to be waiting for something though as each stood in silence as though looking for some sort of sign.

A roar was heard and a flash of light was seen as the giant of a man addressed as Hagrid was seen, getting off of a flying motorcycle carry a bundle of blankets. The trio walked together and nodded in greeting, slight tears was seen in the eyes of the 3.

"Cheer up Hagrid, you will see him at Hogwarts when he is sorted, and yes he has to stay here, he is famous and will be known throughout our world. It is neccessary for his saftey", the old man said.

The old man then laid the bundle of blankets on the doorstep, and walked away with the 3 before disappearing with a pop the other 2 slowly left on their own, until only the whistle of the wind through the trees was heard.

But if they had stayed around even for 5 minutes they could have stopped things from happening in the future that would set their world on edge.

The wind blew the edge of the blanket revelling the face of a sightly chubby faced boy with dark messy hair, the greenest eyes and a distinctively red lightning bolt scar on his forehead. For a slight second the face of the boy changed, the face was pale but the cheeks near his nose had developed heat pits and in the centre of his hand was a small hole. The image was distinctly that of a predator, before it was back to being the child of Lily and James Potter.

A note was caught in the edge of the blanket, Harry James Potter could be read.

Soo, tell me what you think, im hoping to show his childhood in the next chapter and his hogwarts years in the 3rd chapter. The reason, because I want to get him into the Stargate universe where I will have more room to manoveur so to speak. It wont be all Stargate, Im planning for him to leave and travel abit before heading to the beyond :)

Read and Reply your comments are appreciated, unless they are nasty, I dont have a beta so ya.