Please note: This story will contain autism (I have done my research on this, but it is more of an institutional kind of autism.), Several developmental delays and Cursing. A/N- I do not own Harry Potter, credit goes to J.K Rowling. Also please note that this story is AU.
It was October 31st, Halloween night. James and Lily had just put their son Harry down to bed with a bottle that night. It was only around 9 PM. James and Lily decided to watch a bit of a horror film to get in the mood of Halloween. Little did they know they would be part of a horrific event later that faithful night. About two hours into the film, the door came down with a loud boom. Little Harry awoke with a startle crying his eyes out because he was frightened of the noise. James peaked outside where the door would've been if it hadn't came crashing down with a big bang to the ground. While James was investigating what the source could've been, Lily held Harry, comforting him in her arms. She rocked and sang him a lullaby to sooth the wee child down in hopes he will fall back asleep. Meanwhile James was peaking out of the door frame and saw a bolt of green light heading in his direction. James turned swiftly on his foot to dodge the green light, but unfortunately he only made it to a few feet from their bedroom where Lily was holding Harry in her arms. James was killed by an unforgivable curse that could not be reversed in order for him to be saved or brought back from death. Lily didn't know what was going on but she heard a loud thump outside the bedroom. She was frightened. She placed Harry down back into his crib and walked slowly to the door. She thought to herself. "Should I open it? Maybe I shouldn't." Lily's mind was racing with thoughts and decisions. She slowly turned the knob and opened the door ever so slow, even a mouse wouldn't hear the creaking in the door's rusty hinges. After Lily opened the door, she saw a horrific sight. It was her husband lying on the floor. Lily raced over to check on him, however, the heart stood still, no beating or breathing of James. Lily cried out loud knowing that her dear husband has died. What she didn't know was that she was next. There was voices in the living room of their small house. Lily could hear small whispering voices of what sounded to be men discussing something and then she heard a loud yell.
"There she is! Get them my dark lord!" said Wormtail.
A tall, slim bald, grey skinned looking man appeared out of the shadows, and headed towards Lily.
"Ah, Lily what a surprise. I see you have met the dead corpse of your husband." said Lord Voldemort.
"You cruel piece of shit!" exclaimed Lily.
"Piece of shit? I will show you that the dark lord will rise once again and cause hell among muggles!" shouted Lord Voldemort.
With a wave of his wand, Lord Voldemort had cast a spell to make a green light appear. A wave of his wand he did so, and with that Lily dropped to the floor, lifeless and breathless. The dark lord was rising once again. Lord Voldemort proceeding to kill Harry as well, but every time he tried to cast the spell, Harry would not die. Lord Voldemort gave up and just left the poor child to starve, hoping that will be his cause of death.
Author's Note: Sorry if this is a very short chapter, I just want to see if any of you guys like it and if so I will continue onto chapter two with more description.