A/N-Thanks for all the responses so far just for the start of the story and it's here where my story really starts to change.

Disclaimer- Check my bank account. I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters and obviously all recognized text comes from Harry Potter and the Philoshper's Stone, which is again obviously not owned by me

Chapter 2- Discovery

Sirius Black felt uneasy on the 31st of October of 1981. He had a feeling, a feeling that something horrible was going to happen. Choosing to ignore it for the time being, he decided to go check in on Peter, the trusted secret keeper of The Potter house in Godric's Hollow. But that very night, when he went to Pettigrew's hiding place, he wasn't there. But there was no sign of any struggle at all. Fearing the worst, he rushed straight over to the Potter hiding place that only few knew about. As soon as it came into view his fears looked like they were about to come true. The house was in ruins. It was just in general ruins. He rushed inside, only to meet something that he strongly feared and something that was leading on to another, bigger fear. James Potter... Dead. Was his family dead with him? "James," he stammered. "Oh James," tears welling up in Black's eye and falling down, regularly. He then heard the screams and cries of a young baby... Harry.

He rushed up the stairs and ran into Harry's room, where he saw the tears running down Harry's eyes... he was obviously in pain and he wanted his parents. "Harry, where's your muma," Sirius asked him slowly

The tears now falling silently down Harry's cheek, he pointed, slowly to where Lily Potter, his "muma" was lying on the ground.

"Muma asleep?" Harry asked hopefully, while Sirius rushed towards Lily. As soon as Sirius reached over to Lily, he heard something... A pulse and breathing.
"Thank goodness!" Sirius exclaimed. Things were looking up. Lily was just stunned rather than killed. Harry would still have a parent alive. "Ennervrate" Siruis said quickly.
As Lily came back into consciousness, she saw Siruis and immediately yelled, "S-Siruis, I f-failed!" she said, bursting into tears and embracing Siruis. While hugging Lily, Sirius asked softly, "How did you fail Lily?"
"H-Harry and J-James are d-dead and I g-got k-knocked out by a s-stupid s-stunner," she cried, clearly already thinking the worst for Harry.
"But Lily... Harry is still alive," Siruis informed, tears forming in his eyes over the thought of James. His best mate. Dead.
"R-Really!" Lily exclaims, suddenly perking up.
"Right here Lily," Sirius said softly, handing Harry to Lily.
"Oh Harry," she said softly. "Are you ok baby?" Not wanting to think that we baby was harmed due to her failure.
Harry pointed to his forehead, where his new scar was located and cried.
"Did that mean man do that to you Harry?" She asked her son, wondering how it happened.
Harry slowly nodded his head, still content to just be held by his mother, after she finally 'woke up'.

She muttered to Sirius, "H-How did that h-happen," pointing to the scar.
"It must have been from what Voldemort tried to do?" Sirius muttered back.
"B-but then w-why didn't h-he k-kill Harry with the A-Avarda?" Lily asked still concerned for her son.
"He must have," Sirius said with a grave expression on his face, "It must have bounced back."
"S-so h-he's d-dead," Lily asked hopefully, again out of concern for her little boy.
"Who bloody knows?" Sirius told her. "There isn't a body here though."

Just as Black said that, a certain half-giant from Hogwarts came rushing into the room after seeing James' body. "Siruis! What happened?" Hagrid exclaimed.
"I have no idea Hagrid, but Lily and Harry are still alive," Siruis informed Hagrid, being confused wether to sound happy or in grieving,

"Merlin's beard, Lily are you ok?" Hagrid asked out of concern for his close friend.
"N-Not r-really H-Hagrid b-but t-thanks f-for a-asking," Lily replied, thankful for the support despite how she looked.

"We'll this definitely changes things, but we need to go to Dumbledore about this." Hagrid informed them.
"W-why, what did Albus think Hagrid?" Lily asked with a frown on her face.
"He thought that you and James were dead, and Harry was going to live with your sister and has already gone over there," Hagrid said, informing them of the plan.

"Well, that's it, let's go meet him," Sirius said starting to make plans. "I'll side along you Hagrid and Lily, you take Harry (who had been asleep for a long time now)."
"Good thinking Sirius," Hagrid said smiling at him. Then going up to leave with Sirius, with lily a few minutes behind

'Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall.'

He turned to smile at the tabby, but it had gone. Instead he was smiling at a rather severe- looking woman who was wearing square glasses exactly the shape of the markings the cat had had around its eyes. She, too, was wearing a cloak, an emerald one. Her black hair was drawn into a tight bun. She looked distinctly ruffled. 'How did you know it was me?' she asked.

'My dear Professor, I've never seen a cat sit so stiffly.'

'You'd be stiff if you'd been sitting on a brick wall all day,' said Professor McGonagall.

'All day? When you could have been celebrating? I must have passed a dozen feasts and parties on my way here.' Professor McGonagall sniffed angrily.

'Oh yes, everyone's celebrating, all right,' she said impatiently. 'You'd think they'd be a bit more careful, but no – even the Muggles have noticed something's going on. It was on their news.' She jerked her head back at the Dursleys' dark living- room window. 'I heard it. Flocks of owls … shooting stars … Well, they're not completely stupid. They were bound to notice something. Shooting stars down in Kent – I'll bet that was Dedalus Diggle. He never had much sense.'

'You can't blame them,' said Dumbledore gently. 'We've had precious little to celebrate for eleven years.'

'I know that,' said Professor McGonagall irritably. 'But that's no reason to lose our heads. People are being downright careless, out on the streets in broad daylight, not even dressed in Muggle clothes, swapping rumours.' She threw a sharp, sideways glance at Dumbledore here, as though hoping he was going to tell her something, but he didn't, so she went on: 'A fine thing it would be if, on the very day You- Know- Who seems to have disappeared at last, the Muggles found out about us all. I suppose he really has gone, Dumbledore?'

'It certainly seems so,' said Dumbledore. 'We have much to be thankful for. Would you care for a sherbet lemon?'

'A what? '

'A sherbet lemon. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of.'

'No, thank you,' said Professor McGonagall coldly, as though she didn't think this was the moment for sherbet lemons.

'As I say, even if You- Know- Who has gone –'

'My dear Professor, surely a sensible person like yourself can call him by his name? All this "You- Know- Who" nonsense – for eleven years I have been trying to persuade people to call him by his proper name: Voldemort. ' Professor McGonagall flinched, but Dumbledore, who was unsticking two sherbet lemons, seemed not to notice. 'It all gets so confusing if we keep saying "You- Know- Who".' I have never seen any reason to be frightened of saying Voldemort's name.'

'I know you haven't,' said Professor McGonagall, sounding half- exasperated, half- admiring. 'But you're different. Everyone knows you're the only one You- Know – oh, all right, Voldemort – was frightened of.'

'You flatter me,' said Dumbledore calmly. 'Voldemort had powers I will never have.'

'Only because you're too – well – noble to use them.' 'It's lucky it's dark. I haven't blushed so much since Madam Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs.' Professor McGonagall shot a sharp look at Dumbledore and said, 'The owls are nothing to the rumours that are flying around. You know what everyone's saying? About why he's disappeared? About what finally stopped him?'

It seemed that Professor McGonagall had reached the point she was most anxious to discuss, the real reason she had been waiting on a cold hard wall all day, for neither as a cat nor as a woman had she fixed Dumbledore with such a piercing stare as she did now. It was plain that whatever 'everyone' was saying, she was not going to believe it until Dumbledore told her it was true. Dumbledore, however, was choosing another sherbet lemon and did not answer.

'What they're saying, ' she pressed on, 'is that last night Voldemort turned up in Godric's Hollow. He went to find the Potters. The rumour is that Lily and James Potter are – are – that they're – dead. ' Dumbledore bowed his head. Professor McGonagall gasped.

'Lily and James … I can't believe it … I didn't want to believe it … Oh, Albus …' Dumbledore reached out and patted her on the shoulder. 'I know … I know …' he said heavily. Professor McGonagall's voice trembled as she went on. 'That's not all. They're saying he tried to kill the Potters' son, Harry. But – he couldn't. He couldn't kill that little boy. No one knows why, or how, but they're saying that when he couldn't kill Harry Potter, Voldemort's power somehow broke – and that's why he's gone.' Dumbledore nodded glumly.

'It's – it's true?' faltered Professor McGonagall. 'After all he's done … all the people he's killed … he couldn't kill a little boy? It's just astounding … of all the things to stop him … but how in the name of heaven did Harry survive?' 'We can only guess,' said Dumbledore. 'We may never know.' Professor McGonagall pulled out a lace handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes beneath her spectacles. Dumbledore gave a great sniff as he took a golden watch from his pocket and examined it. It was a very odd watch. It had twelve hands but no numbers; instead, little planets were moving around the edge. It must have made sense to Dumbledore, though, because he put it back in his pocket and said, 'Hagrid's late. I suppose it was he who told you I'd be here, by the way?' 'Yes,' said Professor McGonagall. 'And I don't suppose you're going to tell me why you're here, of all places?' 'I've come to bring Harry to his aunt and uncle. They're the only family he has left now.'...

"Expect they aren't his only family left now," Minerva and Dumbledore heard, as they turned around and saw Hagrid and Sirius.

"Why Hagrid, that was much faster than I expected, thank you," Dumbledore said, a twinkle in his eyes shining. But when he noticed the absence of Harry leading him to ask, "But Hagrid, where is Harry?"

"Coming here with lily in a couple of minutes. Lily didn't even think of allowing anyone else to take him," Hagrid revealed to him.

As McGonagall let out a gasp of shock Albus for possibly the first time ever was shocked as he said, "Lily survived?"
Sirius intervened saying that "She was only hit by a stunner from Voldemort instead of the Avarda."

"You have a lot of nerve still being here Mr Black, why is it that Lily has not hexed you into the next century?" Dumbledore asked him a cold look on his face, his eyes finally losing his trademark twinkle.

"Because we switched without telling anyone else. We switched to Peter as
we thought that everyone would think of Sirius not Peter. We believed Remus was the spy. Peter was the one who betrayed us," Siruis said, looking ashamed.

"Ah, so Peter should be who we track down?" Albus inquired.

"Indeed, we need to get that rat for what he has done," Sirius spat.

A rather sad looking Lily Potter apparated holding a still fast asleep Harry.
McGonagall was the first to rush over and embrace the poor woman who was just about in tears. Actually showing emotion, she said with a look of concern on her face," Lily, how are you."

In between sobs she managed to say," still... in shock... Had good news for him as well."

Looking Lily straight in the eye Minerva asked, "is it news that we should find out as well?"

"Yes... I'm 5 months pregnant… with a girl again," she said slowly, in between well understood tears.

"Well than this girl can be something to remember James by then. Besides,
it means that Harry will have someone else to play with," Dumbledore said, sharing his wisdom with everyone else.
"Now I have to ask this Lily... But what happened tonight?" He continued.

"H-He came in and J-James s-said to t-take H-Harry and run. H-He got hit by the k-killing c-curse and t-then V-Voldemort c-came after us. H-He s-stunned m-me after I b-begged for h-him t-to l-leave H-Harry. T-Then next thing I know S-Sirius is there h-he isn't and H-Harry is s-still a-alive," Lily said slowly, taking breaks to be comforted by Sirius, Hagrid and Minerva.

"Thank you Lily, I understand how hrs this has been on you, would you like to spend some time with us at Hogwarts? You could stay in your old head girl dorm with Harry?" Albus kindly offered.

"P-Please," she replied, desperate to stay close to her precious little boy, desperate to protect him and to just grieve for James.

"Minerva, would you like to take this portkey back to Hogwarts and lead Lily and Harry to the dorm," Albus told her, handing a small cup to her.

"Now Sirius, you have a werewolf to apologize to and a rat to catch and please my dear boy, stay safe and don't act first and think later," Albus asked him.

"I'll do my best professor," Sirius told him, before turning into Padfoot.

"Now Hagrid, let's see what the ministry has to say about this."

A/N- So that's it for this chapter, we'll be skipping forward 10 years to the 1st of September.

Again please review with your thoughts on the story and any feedback you have what so ever

Mariann's- Cheers and I'll follow that story whenever that comes out

Guest- Yeah that's pretty much my thoughts of what would happen if Lily got together with Snape if James died.