Albus Dumbledore was surprised that morning when the Potters called. But he quickly apparated from Hogwarts to see what was wrong.
When he arrived in the living room James was there to welcome.
"Good morning Albus, I'm sorry to have called you away from work on such a short notice but-" James was cut off when Dumbledore waved his hand through the air in a dismissing manner.
"I understand, my boy. Now, tell me what has happened." James led Dumbledore up the stairs where Lily was cradling little Harry.
"What's wrong with him?" Lily cried as she handed the great wizard her baby.
Dumbledore carefully observed the baby. His fingers brushed the shaped scar on his forehead. He sensed a magical aura in the bedroom and came up with a conclusion as he saw the rubble and mess where a wall once was.
"It appears that Harry has survived the deadliest curse known to wizards." Both Lily and James gasped at what that meant. "I'm guessing that when Voldemort tried to curse Harry it failed to hit him and was sent straight back at Voldemort causing him to hit the wall." Dumbledore finished and gave Lily back her baby.
Both parents stared at their child in amazement and horror, then looked up at Dumbledore.
"He shall be known as The Boy Who Lived to the whole wizarding world. It's best you keep him out of public as much as possible, to keep him away from his fame." Dumbledore explained to the Potters.
As Dumbledore apparated away Lily and James sat down with Harry as they processed this information.
Later that day, The Daily Prophet reported this news and the wizarding world couldn't be happier.
Somewhere in one of the many rooms in a manor, a figure sat at his desk as he read the latest news. Suddenly a dark chuckle escaped him, nearly scaring the house-elf in the room to death.
The paper he found amusing was titled with, The Death of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
They were all mistaken, he would show them.
As soon as they heard the news Remus and Sirius rushed over to the Potter's.
After James explained to them all the details of last night they were horrified.
"How did Voldemort get into the house? I thought there was a Fidelius Charm." Remus questioned James.
This caused James to freeze, Remus was right. Voldemort should've never found unless...
"Peter!" James shouted in anger.
When he realized his friends were confused he explained. "Peter was the secret keeper! He must've told Voldemort of our location."
Sirius cursed, "That damn traitor! I'll kill him!"
"Hey! Stay calm, we don't want to do anything irrational. We need a plan. Peter probably knows that we'll be looking for him so just running around won't do us any good." Remus reasoned, trying to think of something to do.
"Oh, Remus. You always were the best thinker out of us." Sirius said, smiling as Remus gave him a mocking glare.
Lily came down the stairs a few minutes later with Harry held tightly to her chest.
The three marauders softened at the sight and took turns holding him while they tried coming up with a plan.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts
Dumbledore sat at his desk as he popped a lemon drop into his mouth.
He sighed and held his head in his hands.
He didn't understand. If Voldemort really did try to kill Harry why weren't Lily and James dead? He had planned carefully and estimated the time Voldemort would arrive, but they were both asleep by then.
This just made his life harder, but he would find a way to make this work
Harry Potter would be his.