So, I've had this idea for a very long time. Just note that I am not JK Rowling, and Harry Potter and all its characters are not my own. The Hero Army is.
"So you're confident that it's Harry he's after?" the red haired woman asked.
The man in the cloak nodded. "Yeah. He could've gone after Neville, but he thinks purebloods have always had their heads up their asses."
"Not all," the man with the glasses said.
"I thought Peter would've been here by now," the woman said.
Just then, a rat scurried through the window in the small room before transforming into a man. "Sorry I'm late. Tom has been getting on my back to become your secret keeper. Said if I did, he'd mark me." The man, presumably Peter, shuddered.
"We have finished our preparations. James and Lily will be able to perform the spell as soon as Tom arrives."
Peter nodded to the cloaked man. "Then he shall know where to go. We should tell Sirius we're going to take his suggestion."
The man with glasses, James, frowned. "I don't like that Sirius and Remus don't know about this."
"I guess I owe you am explanation. Following your supposed deaths, the ministry will be quick to arrest Sirius. They will give him Veritaserum, and we cannot let the ministry know what happens when Voldemort arrives."
Lily grimaced. "I hope Peter can keep him out of Azkaban."
"I won't be able to if Sirius comes after me."
"Yeah... he wouldn't let you explain."
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*2 Months Later*
Voldemort smiled as he pushed the gate open. Judging by what he saw in the window, Wormtail would be receiving the dark mark before the night was done.
James flashed Lily a thumbs up after looking through the window. Lily grinned in response. They dashed up to Harry's room, where the toddler was sleeping, before they barricaded the door, pulled out their wands and started chanting. They were performing a complex protection spell that would make it impossible for anyone to kill Harry. It had the unfortunate side effect of putting them in a magical coma, but it was a small price to pay for their son's safety. As soon as they finished, Harry briefly flashed a shade of blue before James and Lily collapsed. Harry heard and woke up. Seeing his parents next to his crib, he smiled and said, "Mommy! Daddy!" Before giggling.
Then the door was forced open, and Voldemort stepped into the room, his wand raised in front of him. Harry clapped at the bright lights from Voldemort's spell which knocked in the door.
Voldemort grinned a predator's grin at the child before kicking the boy's mother to the side. Seeing this, Harry started crying. Voldemort raised his wand and shouted "Avada Kedavra!"
The next thing either Harry or Voldemort were aware of was pain. Voldemort's covered his body as it disintegrated, the main bit of his mangled soul floating off into the air before being caught by magical wind and blown south. Harry's pain was centred on his forehead. Harry cried for maybe 10 minutes, before a man pushed the door open.
This man was Sirius Black, who was soon to be falsely accused of betraying the Potters.
"Padfoot?" Harry said, his eyes filled with tears.
Sirius rushed over to pick up his godson. "Oh, Harry!"
"Mommy? Daddy?" Harry asked.
"Shhh, Harry it'll be fine. Padfoot's got you now." Sirius pulled Harry close before walking out to the front lawn, where he found Hagrid.
"What are you doing here?" Sirius asked.
"Dumbledore asked me to bring 'Arry to a safe place. A' least until we are sure all You-Know-Who's followers are in Azkaban. Or dead."
Sirius nodded and handed a now sleeping Harry to the half-giant. "Take good care of him. I'll be back, I just have something I need to do. And take my motorbike. I won't be needing it anymore." Sirius stepped into the middle of the street before kneeling down with his forehead to the pavement. He then threw his head back and let out a loud wail for his dead friends.
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Peter climbed out of the closet in Harry's bedroom. It was honestly amazing that neither Tom nor Sirius had noticed that he was their. Tom was likely too distracted by his goal, Sirius by his grief.
Peter pulled his wand out and began the complicated magic to make duplicates of James and Lily so he could take their comatose bodies to a safe spot. He'd already set up an arrangement with Arthur Weasley to use a hidden shed on their property.
After he got his friends to the shed, where he would care for them until they woke, he went out to buy some supplies for the next several years.
It was during this outing that he found himself at the end of Sirius' wand.
"Going somewhere, rat?"
Peter nodded.
"Going to meet your Death Eater buddies to discuss your next attempt on my godson's life?
Peter gulped. This was going really bad. He tried roll away, but Sirius shot of a cutting curse, which hit his finger. Peter yelped in pain and shot a stunner at Sirius, who had shot what looked suspiciously like a disemboweling curse. The spells hit eachother in mid-air, one splashed harmlessly against a wall while the other hit ground and exploded. Peter had no idea how that happened, but he used the ensuing chaos to turn into his Rat form and scurry into the sewers.
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Upon returning to the shed, he turned on the wireless to learn that Sirius had been arrested and he was assumed to be dead.
The cloaked man appeared next to him.
"Remain hidden. They must not know James and Lily survived. Not yet."
"But Sirius will go to Azkaban!"
"Not if he gets a trial."
"But Crouch is crazy. He's been sending Death Eaters left and right to Azkaban with no trial. 5 so far have been proven innocent after!"
"We can't interfere."
"And why not?!"
"Because, Peter Pettigrew, I'm from the future. And I need to make sure Harry Potter creates the Hero Army."
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