Chapter 1

It's been four years since that night. Lily and James Potter were now in a room at St. Mungo's, currently unresponsive. Harry Potter was residing with his aunt and uncle. Sirius Black and Remus Lupin were sharing a cottage together, everyday trying to persuade Dumbledore to let them take Harry and visiting Lily and James. Yes, Sirius got a trial and was proven innocent, but Pettigrew still escaped. Lord Voldemort had not been heard from since the day he lost power, though the smart witches and wizards knew better than to believe that he was gone for good. Things weren't all right yet, but they were much better than they could be.

It was July 31st, young Harry's 5th birthday. It wasn't a pleasant day for him. "BBBBOOOOOOY!" yelled his Uncle Vernon, "Get up and make us breakfast before I get my belt out!" Harry Potter moving as quickly as he could, trying not to irritate his various sprains and welts, scurried into the kitchen. Some might ask how a just turned five year old could be responsible for cooking, but thats what Harry was forced to learn-lest he want more punishments. Getting on his little stepping stool Harry quickly started the eggs and bacon, knowing none of it would be for him. 'What a happy birthday,' he thought to himself, dreading what his "present" would be.
Back at St. Mungo's a true miracle was occurring. Slowly Lily and James Potter were waking up. Sirius and Remus sat next to them, grasping there hands so tightly, crying tears of joy, and smiling more than they had in four years. In sync, both parties opened their eyes, sat up, and stared around them. For minutes they were utterly confused as to what was happening when suddenly the events of the last time they had been awake came rushing back to them. "HARRY" Lily screamed, scared beyond words for her baby

"Sirius! Remus! What's going on!" James asked once he noticed his friends. Lily looked over to them crying, fearing her son to be dead. After the werewolf and animagus hugged both their friends they went into an explanation of that night, and what's happened since then. "So Harry? He's ok?" Lily asked, needing reassurance. Sirius chuckled, "He's ok. I haven't seen him since that night. Dumbledore wouldn't allow it. Believe me guys! We tried everyday to get him! every single day! But Dumbledore says that when you were willing to give up your life for him, Lily, that invoked a protection that would only stay in place if Harry were placed with relatives who shared your blood." Lily nodded, understanding the reasoning but hating to think of how her son was being treated. "Well we need to get him now then! Vernon and Petunia are terrible. They hated me and Lilyflower, who knows what they've done to our son!" James cried. "We've missed four years of his life...four years...he won't even know who we are..." Lily started crying. Remus and Sirius hated seeing their old friends in such pain. "Guys it will be fine. The moment you're let out of here we'll help you set up your house and get everything in order so you can pick up Harry as soon as possible. Sirius assured.

"Where will we live?!" Lily exclaimed. "Potter Manor. It's almost as safe as Hogwarts, it should be in good shape since house elves are always there keeping the place under control. All we'll need to do is make sure everything we need is there!' James said, getting more excited with each word. "Perfect! You two will be here a few more days to make sure you're up to the best health, Sirius and I will go ahead to the Manor and get done what is needed tomorrow morning." Remus planned. Everyone nodded, happy things were looking up.

The rest of the day was spent celebrating and reminding. Everyone was having a blast! Everyone but Harry Potter that is. As night fell in Surrey the famous boy-who-lived was huddles in a corner of his dank and dusty cupboard, silently crying and inwardly wishing for a miracle.

AN: Chapter 1! Hope you guys like the story. Please tell me your thoughts!