A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry it took so long to get Bookworm622's story out, but I'v been quite busy with school and my book, so sadly, this little prolouge and some editing have been my only contributions to the story. Just a note to all those who were following the story, I've made some changes...Hope you like them...or at least don't hate them to overly much...
Disclaimer: Ok, I either own Harry Potter, a castle in Sweden and the Galaxy theatre in Vancouver, or approximately 50 cents and a Caramilk bar. You pick.
Prologue:
James hid under the desk in his parent's home in Great Britain. Death Eaters stomped past the desk ,leaving him unnoticed. James quivered with fear. He had just seen both of his parents murdered in front of his eyes, and he did not want to be next. However, he thought his fears were to be realized as a pair of rough hands pulled him from under the desk. A wand was pointed at his quivering form and the Death Eater opened his mouth, presumably to utter an incantation, but another raised his hand. "Leave the boy. Do not kill him. We will torture the remaining members of his family with his being held hostage…bring him to the Dark Lord's lair…" James felt himself being pulled away from the home he had known all his life, and all he could think about was his dead parents and what awaited him at the Dark Lord's lair…