Return of Vi Britannia

Chapter 1: Prologue

Third Person pov

No one knew the true story of exactly what happened that night in eighty-one the only thing they could do was try to guess what happened and why the potters were targeted or more specifically why three-year-old Harrison James Lelouch Vi Britannia and one-year-old Lillian Rose Nunnally Vi Britannia were the targets of the self-styled dark lord known as Voldemort. Harrison had known his parents were in a war and fighting for their way of life having been told by his mom and dad due to being able to understand the ramifications of if his parents died then they would be alone, he couldn't let that happen but by him being only three years of age there was little he could do and Lelouch knew it the only thing he could do is take nunnally and hide because; should they be found his sister would surely die.

Knowing that your family is marked for death due to the choice of a jealous man and a manipulative old bastard that it was only a matter of time before moldy shorts found them but, he knew his mother would give them some protection should Voldemort corner the tree in his sisters nursery something he sure as hell didn't want to happen because; he knew what it would do to his sister much like their ancestor and his sisters namesake nunnally vi Britannia who gave up her sight due to losing her mother in a violent shooting at the Aires villa. Figuring it right Harrison knew that there was no chance of his sister coming out of this unscathed and knew that he would have to get them to potter manor and quickly to lock it down from anyone coming to remove them from what is rightfully theirs in the first place maybe, in time if they could find someone to trust they won't stay locked away but he will if he had to protect his sister.

It wasn't long before things went pear shaped and his family was attacked by the same man his mother and father were currently fighting the first to fall was his father that much he heard from his sisters room he stood there holding nunnally as his mother flew into the room placing both of them into his sisters crib he watched as their mother muttered something in Latin before she spun around facing the door. Unknown to lily Marianne Vi Britannia Evans Potter her son had set up for someone to build a kmf or knightmare frame called the Gawain for when he got older and there was a chance he would have one built for his sister slim though it was.

No one could possibly expect two young children to survive the wrath of the darkest lord since morgana le fay neither would they rightly expect these two children to enjoy the fame that would come from the vicious murder of their parents, anyone who might think so should be locked away indefinitely. That is not to say that there won't be those who would think so but that would likely be those whom have served the man that did the deed to begin with because; of that James and lily had prepared knowing full well that dumbledore intended to ignore their will. Though they only had a year with their daughter and two with their son the potter parents were content that their instructions given to the house elves would be followed and both would be transported to the greengrass estate where their sons betrothed lived with her own parents their close friends Charles and Marianne Greengrass.

All over Britain things were quiet Halloween was finally here and with-it death would come to collect two new souls.

James potter stood by the den window in their small cottage his eyes focused on the boundary line of the property and the wards while lily were putting Lelouch and nunnally to bed he knew it was only a matter of time and that he should probably say his goodbyes but, it was hard for him to do so because; he didn't want to see their scared faces nor the grim smile in his son's face knowing just what would happen sometimes he wished Lelouch wasn't the genius that he was. The fact that his three-year-old son knew that he wouldn't be seeing them again and was basically putting on a brave front for his little sister made him both happy and sad to see his oldest child being stronger than he and his wife in this time of uncertainty but, he guessed that someone would have to be.

Lily knew this would be the last time she would see her children much like her husband she knew there was little chance of them surviving after everything they had set up to at least give their children time before things started up once more, there was only one thing left now make sure they knew she loved them both because; it truly shocked her with how much her son seemed to understand even if he was gifted. That was something she was afraid of even knowing as she did that the trauma of this night would likely blind their nearly two-year-old daughter lily knew that her baby girl was in very good hands because; of that she resigned herself to being able to die peacefully knowing that she gave her life so, that her children could keep theirs.

It didn't take long before the things they feared most came to pass their family was under attack and her husband was the first to fall 'this shouldn't be happening' lily thought but, it was and there was little that could be done to stop the carnage as it raged on she knew there was only one option left having set up the ritual beforehand now all she had to do was make sure that Voldemort took the bait. Lily knew that her son was watching them with a detached view and was hoping that he wouldn't be up to see what was about to happen though she knew it really wasn't the time for it now as she finished the last of the runes on both the children and their crib just as Voldemort broke down the nursery door.