It was October 31 1981 in a town called Godrics Hollow. A man appeared out of nowhere with an almost silent pop
The man was tall, almost 6'. He had a hood covering his the top of his face but the bottom half was a face that was so very pale, almost deathly pale.
The man walked up to a house that most others didn't see before the night.
The unknown man pulled out a stick that blasted open the front gate. The man walked up to the house where you could see a man yelling to a pretty red head girl.
"Quick Lily take the twins and run it's Voldemort!" Yelled the frantic man.
"James, you won't be able to hold him off!" Exclaimed the now named red head.
Now the man named Voldemort was at the door and with the stick raised he blasted open the door.
"Give me the boy Potter and you will live." Voldemort offered.
"Not a chance in hell!" Spat the man named James Potter.
"Avada Kedareva!" hissed Voldemort.
James Potter saw his life flash before his eyes. He saw his first day at Hogwarts, when he was on the train to Hogwarts, his first date with his Lily, and finally he saw his little Harry being born.
He snapped out of it and jumped out of the way of the green spell.
While Voldemort was staring dumbfounded, James started throwing spells at him.
Voldemort had slipped and had lost his footing causing James to summon his wand.
James ran up the stairs and into the nursery and shut the door.
"Quick, Lily take the emergency packed bag and get you and Harry out of here!" James said, out of breath from running up the stairs.
James heard the stairs creaking and a low, hissed laugh.
James pushed Lily in the crib and tapped it with his wand making it glow bright blue.
Voldemort flicked his hand making a bright green light fly from his hand. The light hit James in the back, his eyes going glossy and lifeless.
Lily gave a scream of despair.
The crib had started to glow bright blue and then suddenly, Lily and Harry disappeared.