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Summary: Lily and James divorced. James never knew Lily was pregnant at that time. Both remarried, but only Lily's marriage survived. And Lily now lives in America, but what happens if both worlds collide?

The Lost Son

Chapter 10: The Attack

James pushed the door of the store open, causing a bell to ring. He stepped aside and let Harry enter first. 'After you.'

Harry stepped into the store cautiously. The store was dusty and seemed filled with almost touchable magic. James closed the door and the bell rang again. Harry had turned around at the sudden noise in the quiet room. It stayed quiet for five minutes. Harry turned to his father and opened his mouth to suggest leaving.

'Ah, Mr. Potter, what a pleasure it is seeing you again. Mahogany, eleven inches, pliable, a little more power and excellent for transfiguration, am I correct?'

Harry spun around in surprise. He hadn't heard the man behind the counter enter the room.

'Yes, that's right. It's still as good as new.'

'Good, good. So what brings you here?'

'My son will be attending Hogwarts this year, so he'll need a wand,' James explained proudly.

'Let's get started then.'

After measuring countless of thing Harry could start waving wands. No wand seemed to be right and were snatched out of his had by the owner of the shop. By now he had found out his name was Olivander.

'I wonder,' Olivander mumbled and opened the dustiest box in the store and pulled out a beautiful wand. He handed it to Harry, who took it with great caution as if it would brake at his touch. A warm feeling spread from the wand through his whole body. He waved and red and golden sparks erupted from the tip of the wand.

'Curious,' Olivander muttered. 'Very curious.'

'What's curious, sir?' Harry asked.

'The phoenix whom tail-feather was used for this wand gave one other feather. That feather can be found in the wand of He-who-must-not-be-named. We can probably expect great things from you, for He-who-must-not-be-named is doing great things, terrible, but great.'

Harry looked wide-eyed at the wand in his hand. James put his hand on Harry's shoulder and lowered himself to his son's eyelevel. 'Do you want this one or see if we can find another one that's fitting?

'T-this one's just fine,' Harry answered.

James took the wand from Harry's hands and walked to the counter. 'How much?'

'Six Galleons,' Olivander answered as he place the wand back in its box as James paid for the wand.

'Good day,' he said as he guided Harry out of the store.

'Good day to you too and remember, the wand chooses the wizard,' Olivander called, before disappearing from the store again. Out in the fresh air Harry recovered from his shock and turned to his father.

'You won't tell anyone about the core thing, right?'

'No if you don't want other people to know, no,' James assured.

'Thanks,' Harry smiled.

'Come on, let's go home. The others are waiting.'

'Yeah,' Harry's smile widened.

-Back home-

'Hey Harry,' Remus and Sirius greeted.

'Harry! Harry! Harry! Harry!' Esmée sang, bouncing around him.

'Harry, up!' Roy begged. Harry bent down and picked up his three year old sibling. Roy wrapped his arms around his big brother's neck.

"'Hey Roy. Hey Esmée. Miss me?'

'No,' Esmée laughed.

'A lot,' Roy cried and Harry chuckled.

'I missed you two a lot too.'

Roy and Esmée smiled brightly. 'Will you play with us?' Esmée asked.

'Of course I will. I just need to dump my stuff.'

'Can we help?' Roy asked.

'Well, I think it's too heavy for you,' Harry answered truthfully.

'I wanna help,' Roy pouted.

'Me too,' Esmée whined.

'You could help me put my stuff in my trunk,' Harry suggested. 'We can make a game of it.'

'Alright,' Esmée yelled happily.

'I'll get your trunk down, Harry, so we can keep an eye on you guys,' Remus said.

'You don't trust me?' Harry asked in mock hurt.

'Of course I do, I don't trust those two.'

James, Sirius and Harry laughed at this. Five minutes later Roy and Esmée were handing Harry his books. He put them in his trunk next to his cauldron. His potion ingredients, scales and telescope were neatly put into his cauldron. After his books were all inside Esmée gave him his robes, which he put on top of his books.

Roy had the box that contained his wand in his tiny hands. 'Harry, what's this?' He asked.

'That's my wand,' Harry answered, he had forgotten about it since he had flooed home.

'Can we see it?' Sirius asked. Harry took a deep breath and Roy handed him the box. Harry opened it and showed his wand to the people in the room.

'That looks like a fine wand, Harry,' Remus smiled.

'What's the core made of?' Sirius asked.

'Phoenix tail-feather,' Harry answered.

'Phoenix feather and Unicorn hair are the best cores you can have, if you ask me,' Remus said.

'I second that,' Sirius grinned.

-Thirteen days later-

Peter had stopped by yesterday. Harry had been playing outside with Esmée and Roy and had returned just in time to see him off again. Now it was almost time for Harry to go to bed. Since he would be going home tomorrow evening Remus and Sirius decided to stay the night too. Roy and Esmée were already in bed and fast asleep. The four were sitting in the living-room talking, laughing and joking.

'So when the troll entered the bar the barkeeper said...' Sirius was telling

'What's that noise?' James asked.

'No, that is not what the barkeeper said, he said...'

'I'm serious!' James interjected again.

'No, I'm Sirius. So the troll entered the bar and the barkeeper said...'

'Sirius, shut the hell up! I'm trying to find out what that noise is,' James snapped.

'Sorry, I'll shut up already, sheesh, don't have a cow.'

Remus shook his head. Suddenly the sound of a trashcan falling over filled the room. Someone cursed and another person hissed. Everybody in the room stiffened.

'They're in front of the house,' Remus whispered.

'Everybody, upstairs,' James ordered. The others nodded and got up. Harry stayed close to his father and godfather.

When they reached the top of the stairs the front-door blasted open and a group of ten Death Eaters entered the house. James grabbed Harry and dragged him out of sight. Remus and Sirius were close behind.

'Where are they?' A voice hissed in the hall.

'We'll just search the house,' someone replied.

James turned to his friends. 'Get Roy and Esmée and apparate to the retreat point. I'll see you there.'

With that James took hold of Harry again and disapparated. Remus went to Esmée's room to retrieve the young girl and Sirius got Roy. As soon as they got the child they had to get, they apparated away.

-Retreat point-

Harry opened his eyes and looked around. He stood on a road of some sort surrounded by mountains and trees. 'Dad, what's going on? Where are we?' He asked James.

'I don't know, Harry, but you'll soon find out where we are. We just have to wait for Remus and Sirius and then we'll follow this road. You'll just have to wait to find out where it leads to.'

Two pops announced the arrival of Remus and Sirius.

'Well, let's go. If they know our retreat point we won't be safe here for much longer. They'll soon find out we're not at home,' James sighed.

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