[a/n-1]To magitech's point I offer a qualified agreement. Snape and Karkaroff in the same category? Absolutely! Traitors to both sides only out for themselves. Same for Lucius. Not courageous either. Barty Jr I would put in the same category as Bellatrix: to paraphrase from EE Smith; though evil, they were loyal to their side & in their way brave.

[a/n0]Pixel & Stephanie's review brought a sword to a gunfight **bang** Sorry Sue

[a/n]Even babies can cause change

Harry Does Different CCCDXXVII

Gramma

"Honestly Harry! I wish you'd quiet down!" Lily Potter moaned as she bounced her son on her knee "You won't eat, you won't sleep. Not here, not your bed. What's wrong?"

The toddler spit out the food, grabbed the spoon from his mother's hand and whined "No like!"

"It's been almost a week. What's the matter with him?" snapped James, angrily. That was just part of it, he was worried about his friends as well "I'm sorry Lils. Come on little man this is no good for you. What do you want?"

That question was just simple enough for the baby to get "Want Gramma! WAHHHHHH!"

"We've been here almost two weeks, Lils." Said James, in the middle of catching his son whose squirming made him fall off his mother's lap "I don't know about you, but I'm getting as stir crazy as Harry. We could visit your parents, or mine, just a day or two?"

The young mother stood while trying to rub the bags from under her eyes. She looked doubtfully at her husband "But Professor Dumbledore said we're safest here. And Peter will keep us safe, plus with Sirius as a distraction."

"Want Gramma! WAHHHHHH! Want Gramma! WAHHHHHH!" Harry kicked and screamed and twisted. He went on and on until he fell into a restless sleep.

That did little to relieve his father "He'll only wake up and start again. As for Albus, when have you EVER known me to do everything teachers say? I don't understand it, he's never been like this, and it's not like we haven't gone weeks without taking him to visit before."

"I suppose." The redhead was reluctant "We did just see Professor Dumbledore day before yesterday. And it is Halloween. No harm in a few hours."

James grinned at her "Maybe there is Marauder blood in you after all!"

"Nah…I'm just Marauder by insertion." Was her response.

To which James gaped, and pressed his hands over his son's ears "Oy woman! Not in front of the little one! Alright Harry, even if it's against Mummy's better judgment, off to Gramma's house we go." He was amazed to see a hint of a smile on his son's face.

Abcij

"Now! You are miiine. Morsmedore!" the Dark Lord Voldemort was at the height of his power, adding a frankly minor but nevertheless important member to his ranks. He stabbed his wand into the flesh of his servant's forearm and his Mark appeared. He smiled evilly "You may rise."

The new Death Eater bit his cheek against the pain of the ritual. Crying out would not do. He held his arm briefly, kissed the hem of his master's robe and obeyed "Thank you My Lord, thank you. What are your orders?"

"There is only one thing I require of you Wormtail. A spy of mine has learned of a prophecy." Voldemort sneered at him "By all accounts only two fulfil its conditions, Neville Longbottom and Harry Potter. I require the secret YOU hold."

The lump of a wizard sniveled and shook in fear and begged "M-m-master pl-pl-please no. James is my friend. AHHHHH!" then screamed under the Cruciatus.

"I was not making a request." Without the slightest hint of pity. Within minutes they were outside Potter cottage "Now they will learn the price of defiance! "Alohamora!"

Peter Pettigrew stood at the door and waited. He heard the Dark Lord storm through the small house yelling spells. Blue red and yellow lights randomly burst from one window or another. It was either him or James and, obviously, it couldn't be him. The door was blasted to splinters and he knew his friend was dead.

"Crucio!" a purple light hit the newly minted Death Eater who suffered horribly for several minutes, then "No one fails Lord Voldemort twice! Avada Kedavra!"

Abcij

It was a couple days later, the couple and a now content baby Potter returned. Lily Potter screamed as they stepped through the Fidelis Ward and pushed her baby's face into her shoulder and yelped "My God James! A body!"

"Wha? Lils?" In rushed the young father, who fresh from his parents was quite happy. His good mood disappeared at the sight "Peter. Bloody hell! Take the baby back to the manor. I'll check in and report this at work. No! Lily go! We'll find out what exactly happened and I'll see you later."