A.N: 2 reviews in not even 1 day, not bad! Thanks a lot, it realy means something that you took the time to give your opinion. Here is the first chapter, the real begining of this story. I hope you'll like it as much as I took pleasure writing it.

Alorkin: I intended to put a bit of Harry's training here and there as to not put it in one big boring bloc. I think it will help when I need tu put some 'fresh air' when the plot is too fast or too slow... The idea is also to be able to use it to explain some eventual too strange things or some of the things he'll be able to do in the future.

As for the plot, well, I'll let you read and I'll tell more at the end of the chapter. ;-)

Enjoy

Lisy

Chapter 1 - What? How? Why?

Has he began to stir, he knew there was something off. He didn't know what, but something wasn't quite how it should have been. The strangest thing was that it didn't feel wrong or bad but rather good in fact, like if he was in a better place.

'Am I dead?' he asked himself quite stupidly. But as the fog lifted from his sleepy mind he opened his eyes to see that the sun wasn't quite up yet and quickly came to the conclusion that he was well alive. 'Well, that's too much to ask I suppose' he thought with a sight. 'However, I don't know why I feel so well and I haven't felt like this in a long time... Let's enjoy it while I can.' And with a smile on his lips he felt asleep once again.

The second time he awoke, the world didn't seem to be so good. The sun was well in the sky - through it was still no late in the morning - and the first thing to come to his mind was that he was quite uncomfortable. Understanding that his little lie-in was over, he opened his eyes. The feeling that something was off came back immediately.

'What the hell?!' his mind was screaming. The world all around him seemed bigger. Much bigger. 'Ok, what is it this time?' he asked himself, trying to stay calm. However it didn't last long as he began to notice things that were really out. 'Why is the ceiling blue? I know the one in my room is white. And the window is not on the right of the bed but on my left.' As he found about all the details that were off, one thing came to his mind 'Shit, I've been kidnapped by giants, how did this happen? Is it a sick joke made by some psyco? Ok Potter, out of this bed, even if you are in some shit that's really the only thing you can do at this point'

But that proved to be quite another problem, he wasn't able to come out of his sheets and he found his body quite not well coordinated. 'What's wrong with me, what's happening?' he began to panic.

Then something REALLY strange happened, something that shouldn't be happening, he began to yell and cry! 'Damn! Why am I crying? Please something or someone help me!' He was totally panicking now and strangely couldn't think straight when a beautiful woman with red hair entered the room he was in "Hello young man! My, my, you seem to be quite vocal today Harry. Don't worry, Mummy is here, everything's all right"

In his near-hysterical state, Harry didn't really understand what the woman was saying, but somehow her voice was like a sweet music that soothed him.

The woman took him in her arms, and gave him a hug. It felt so good that he stopped crying immediately. "There, there, better?" the woman said. He wanted to respond, to tell her that yes he felt better, but all that came was a small "Muaah" that made the woman chuckle.

Calmed down, he began to try to understand what was happening. The woman was nice and certainly didn't look like a giantess, what is more he could understand what she was saying to him, and he knew he didn't speak giant. So it would mean that was him that had shrunk. But why did he react like that? After all, he was 28 now and shouldn't have reacted like a small child!

He was interrupted in his mussing by the soft laugh of the mysterious woman who held him in her arms "Oh, I know why you were so noisy today! Looks like someone needs a new nappy!"

'Nappy? Huh?' but before he could even begin to proceed this new information he found himself on his back, and the woman was already removing his pajamas. He tried to tell her that he didn't wear nappies and to stop trying to remove his pant, he tired to get out of this ridicule position, but all that came out was some silly baby blabling. 'So I HAVE reverted to a baby-state... Well, there is nothing I can do now so maybe I can learn something from this woman. Who is she anyway, I don't remember knowing someone like that but somehow I really like her...' He began to study the woman in front of him. She wasn't really tall, maybe 1,70 meter and looked like she was quite young, in her early 20's if he had to make a guess. The most prominent thing about her was her long silky red hair. Not quite a Weasley red, he didn't know how to describe it, it was more intense and in the same time less aggressive than the infernal Weasley colour.

As the woman took off the diaper he had on him, he tried to look on her face to avoid such an embarrassment - he was 28 for god's sake! The woman looked at him with a smile and that's when he saw it, her eyes. Her green eyes, emerald green eyes. For a moment, the time stopped as the realisation came to his mind.

"Mommy?" he said, not believing what he saw.

The woman stopped, an odd hopeful look in her eyes "Harry love, did you just say mommy? Can you tell it?"

He could not believe it, she knew his name, looked like the photographs he had of his mum and even reacted when he told her 'mommy'! Could it be possible? Was it a dream? A sick joke? For now it didn't matter, Harry was totally unable to pass behind the fact the maybe, just maybe it was his mum.

"Mommy" he repeated, this time with more conviction.

The smile she gave him could have blinded a blind man and she let out a cry of joy before calling "James, James, come on! Oh I'm so proud, his first word! James, come on, quick! This is marvellous! Our beautiful baby just said his first word! Oh my baby" she said as she hugged him.

"Well, what is it? Is Harry alright?" came of voice from the doorway.

"Better than alright James! You won't believe it, he just said his first word! He looked at me and called me 'Mommy'! Harry love, can you say it again for mommy?" she asked in a sweet voice.

Harry was so happy that he didn't even think that it could just be a dream or that, at 28, saying 'Mommy' wasn't some kind of accomplishment. He just looked at his mum and repeated "Mommy, mommy" louder than before.

Lily Potter literally glowed at her son as her husband looked like he was quite proud himself. "Woah son, you know how to make a good day, hey?" he said as he took his son in his arms.

As he saw his dad, Harry could not stop the hope that rose in him. Unsure, he tried to say "Daddy?"

That had quite an effect, James looked stunned as he looked at his son with the same look his wife had just moment before. "Harry?" was all he was about to say in a little voice full of emotion.

Without needing anything more, baby Harry tried to hug his father while chanting "Daddy, daddy, daddy,..."

Lily had tears of joy in her eyes as she watched her little baby with such a happy face telling his first words. It was like all a sudden there weren't anymore problem in the world and everything was perfect. She was laughing and smiling and couldn't remember ever being this happy.

It seemed than James was not far behind in those thoughts as he looked at his son in awe. This was one of the best days of his life, definitely a Patronus memory that was for sure. He turned to his wife "Well mommy, seems our little boy is growing up!" he said with a grin.

That seemed to put her out of her trance as she looked at her son lovingly. "And growing boys need to be fed! I will just put you a new nappy and we can go to breakfast"

"I will prepare it right away" said James.

Less than 10 minutes later the Potter family sat around the table enjoying a good meal of slightly burned toasts (James had never been able to cook to save his life).

Lily was feeding little Harry who felt it a bit strange being to be fed by his mother, using the old trick of the little broomstick but enjoying it all the same and James was quietly reading the Prophet.

Harry, finally descending of his little cloud began to think. 'It seems I have gone back in time. How did this happen?' After a few minutes with no answer, he tried a different approach 'What is the last thing I did yesterday? I remember eating dinner and then going to bed. And then I was thinking about how everything would have been different if only... HO MY GOD that's it, you stupid! I wanted it to change so my magic made it happen. Shit! I didn't control myself well enough. What have I done? What will I do? I should go back, but I don't want to and if I don't have the will to do it than it is not possible, so I'm stuck here.' He thought furiously 'And since I am here, I cannot let them be killed! Is it possible to change things? Of course you dunderhead, after all it IS what I willed... So what day is it?'

As he was thinking, he didn't hear the bell which signalled that someone came from the fireplace and was startled when he felt someone tickling him mercilessly. Reacting instinctively, he levitated the person to the ceiling.

James and Lily Potter looked quite dumbstruck when Sirius Black found himself levitated more than 2 meters in the air looking quite stupid in his Halloween costume.

"What the...?" said Sirius from his place near the ceiling. "James mate, put me down now, this isn't funny!"

"Sorry Padfoot, but it isn't me this time" said James looking quite chocked himself. "Lils? Did you do that?"

"N-No dear" she said "Could it be? Harry?"

Harry having perfectly understood what was happening once he was past his surprise looked at his mum with what he hoped was a confused expression "Mummy?"

"Well" James chuckled "it seems to me that my son is quite the powerful wizard!"

"This is not funny, could you put me down please?"

"Well Sirius you got exactly what you deserved! Honestly trying to frighten my poor baby with your silly ghost costume..."

"I'm sorry Lils, and I would even make a bow and all, so if you could put me down... Please?"

Grinning, James drew his wand and tried a counter curse, but to everyone's astonishment Sirius continued floating in the air. With a sight, Lily drew hers and tried to put the poor man down, but nothing happened.

Harry decided that he would show a bit of what he was able to do. "Mommy?" He asked.

"Ho sorry honey" she said "but I think you just put Uncle Sirius on the ceiling when he frightened you" she took him in her arms. "Look there love, say hi to Uncle Sirius" she said with a laugh.

But her laugh quickly became a shriek of terror as she began to float next to Sirius with Harry in her arms as the little baby exclaimed "Unca' Pa'foot" trying to reach for his godfather.

"Harry" he heard his mum say with a frightened voice "honey, mommy would like to be on the ground dear."

"That's right son" his father said from the ground "come here, come to daddy with mommy and Padfoot"

And to their amazement, that's exactly what he did and floated quietly to his father's arms, gently deposing his mother and his godfather on the ground.

"Aren't we full of surprise today, hey little one? Not only your first words, but your first accidental magic!" said James with a smile so big that it must have been quite painful.

"That's my godson! A true Marauder if there was ever one! Putting ME, the great Padfoot on the ceiling and unable to come back on the ground first thing in the morning. He is not even 2 and already he has got the style for pranks! My, James, didn't we do a good work?"

"Unca' Pa'foot" little Harry exclaimed before once again flying to his godfather who catch him with of look of pure awe on his face.

"He just called me Uncle Padfoot" said Sirius dumbly.

"That he did" answered Lily. "My little boy is saying his first words today and doesn't seem to want to stop. I'm so proud!"

"That's my boy!" continued James "Clever, prankster, powerful enough at age 1 to put people in the air and with a look to make every woman fall"

After a short silence when everyone was looking lovingly at a giggling little Harry, James decided that it was time to come back to a serious topic "So, mate" he said "why is that we can see you so early today? Has anything happen?"

Nothing could have changed the ambiance as quickly as that as finally the topic of the war out of the fidelius charm that was protecting the Potters was discussed.

"Not a lot mate. Mad-eye captured 3 low-level deatheathers last night, but we lost 2 aurors in the same time. Other than that, it seems like You-Know-Who is preparing something in the near future, but you already know this. I have nothing more new to say, just that Moony Wormtail and Dumbledore say 'hi' and to wish you all a happy Halloween."

"That's sweet of them" said Lily "I wish we could go out, it has been weeks since we could come out of this house".

"I know Lily flower, but it is necessary, with the prophecy and all we don't really have a choice, we have to make sure our son survives" answered James tiredly.

"Ok, enough of the depressing stuff" interrupted Sirius "I came early so that I could have all day to play with my godson, because I haven't seen him for three days!"

"If you say so, mate. But can you tell me what you are wearing?" laughed James.

"Why, a muggle costume of course! You were to one to tell me that it was a muggle tradition to dress up like this on Halloween. Am I not a dashing ghost?" replied Sirius while making faces at little Harry.

'So today is Halloween' thought Harry 'Well so it means it happens tonight then. But this time, things will be different... Hell yes, I'm not going to let them be murdered this time around, everything will change, I will have a family'

And so the day passed, with Harry playing with his parents and his godfather, it didn't matter that he was 28 in the body of a toddler, it didn't matter that he could not totally control his little body or speak more than three words, Harry was happy, happier than he could ever remember, and when HE came tonight, he would be ready.

That evening as Sirius came back to his house, deciding to let the family have a quite evening after this wonderful day, there was no mistaking the fact that Harry was nervous. He seemed to be afraid of something, and no matter how much time they tried, Lily and James could not put him in his bed so they decided to come back to the living room to enjoy a quite night while trying to sooth their little baby.

"Why is he so agitated?" asked James "he usually doesn't need a lot of effort to go to bed, and look how stressed he is! Do you think he could be sick?" he said in a concerned tone.

"I don't know James" answered his wife while trying to see if her son had a fever "he doesn't have a fever, so he should be al..." but she was interrupted by a loud 'CLANG'

"Lily, it's the wards, it's him, take Harry and run, I will slow him down" James told her as he ran to the door. "I love you two, never forget it."

But he never make it to the door, as the most feared dark lord in history entered the room, letting no place for escape.

"My, my, what a pleasant surprise, all the family is here to welcome me!" the dark lord said with a cruel smile "I'm really touched by your hospitality, now I won't ever need to search for you around the house!" he added with a cold laugh that sent shivers to the spine.

"Voldemort, what do you want?" spat James as he slowly moved back to his wife and son.

"Hoho, Mr Potter, I see you're one of the few who can say my name, are you not afraid? As for what I want, well, I want the world, but for tonight I think the life of your son would be enough don't you think?"

"Never" yelled James Potter "If you want to touch him, you will have to kill me!"

"As you wish" answered the dark lord while launching his traditional sickly green curse.

As the killing curse flew to him, James could have dodged it, but as his wife and son were behind he stood still so that they wouldn't be hit by the terrible curse. He hoped his wife would be able to leave the house alive with their son. He was waiting for what he was sure was his last breath when suddenly he saw his son literally appear in front of him glowing with a soft light. Before he could do anything, he heard his son yell 'NO DADDY!!" and saw the curse hit him on his forehead. However what happened next was even less expected than what just happened: instead of falling dead on the floor, the light surrounding Harry literally burst and the green curse rebounded on him, faster than before, going back directly to the dark lord.

Lord Voldemort was having fun. Tonight, the Potters would be dead and, what is more important, he would have killed one of the possibly two prophesised children, he would go to the Longbottoms later tonight.

After receiving the secret from the fool Worm, Voldemort decided it would be best to wait until the evening when people were more relaxed and sleepy and would more likely let their guard down. So at 19.00, he came to the Potters. First thing he did was to put extensive anti-apparition and anti-portkey wards. It didn't take him more than a couple of minutes before everything was ready, so he decided to begin his fun: destroying.

He destroyed the wards. Sure they were quite powerful, but he wasn't the most feared dark lord in recent history for nothing after all and it didn't more than 5 minutes before a loud 'BANG' echoed all around.

He was sure that the noise would alert people and that the Order would be here soon enough, so he decided that he wouldn't hunt tonight and sent a powerful locking charm on every doors and windows in the house. Without wasting any more, he destroyed the entrance door and walked to the living room.

As he entered in the living room, he decided that he could enjoy a bit of fun and taunted his victims before the kill. Of course, after all, what was life without any fun, even for a dark lord?

After a few polite words with James Potter he became bored with his game and decided to kill him before playing with the mudblood and the baby. That's when things didn't quite go as planned. The killing curse left is wand and went directly to James Potter's chest; of course he could dodge, but Voldemort knew that the stupid man wouldn't, that would let his curse hit his wife.

As he was enjoying the show, something that shouldn't have happened, happened. The Potter brat - who was in the arms of his crying mother - appeared just in front of his curse. 'How did this baby do that?' he wondered 'He his ways to young and I have put an anti-apparition ward It just shouldn't be happening'.

But his thoughts were cut short as a light flashed and his killing curse flew back to him with such a speed that he couldn't do anything, even if it had been slower, he was too stunned to even move a muscle. It was time to test if the rituals he had done would do their job and keep him alive.

A.N: So it was chapter one. Now to answer some possible questions: some may say that the entrance of Voldemort and his fight with James Potter didn't happen like this in the books; this is quite true, but here, Harry didn't behave like in the books, witch caused the fact that the Potters were trapped in one piece.

Is Voldemort dead? well that I can't tell you, as it will be in the next chapter

Why does Harry act like a baby and why does he trust that James and Lily are his parents without too much question? That's easy: he is in the body of a baby and no amout of magic can make a baby act like an adult, is way of thinking is not the same as when he was 28, even if he retains his mental abilities and his powers. Imagine yourself in your younger body...

Last thing, the power he knows not is really the one the was written on the grave of Merlin: he as merged his will with his magic, so to use magic, all he needs is his will and his imagination, no wand, no words. He has got limits through but that will be explained when telling about his training.

Thanks for reading.

Lisy