The following events take place between 1 a.m. and 2 a.m.

"You mean, You-Know-Who is gone, Albus?" Moody repeated incredulously for the third time.

"I can see no other explanation. Harry here should be dead. James and Lily both are. The house is destroyed. Tom knew the Potters had a son. He would not have left him alive. He would have left the dark mark floating above the house. Something backfired on him. The curse didn't work, Alastor. Harry Potter is-"

"Alive." Moody said. "Gallopin' Gargoyles, Albus. You must be right. I've got to get back to the Ministry. You'll take care of the boy, then?" Dumbledore nodded. "Good, good."

Dumbledore stood up with him. "Albus, am I allowed to tell people about this?" Moody asked.

"Oh yes, though I feel I should come with you to inform the Minister." he said, stepping out of the frame of the house.

"What about the boy?" Moody asked, jerking his head back.

"I shall set up a temporary shield around him and send Hagrid to fetch him. We will need to place him somewhere, but I need time to think of a good place. Come, Alastor, the boy will be fine. He just survived an attack from Voldemort, after all." Casting a silver white orb around the boy, Dumbledore joined Moody in the clearing a disappeared with a crack.

-----1:14

"Coming!" Remus said blearily, slowly raising himself off the bed. The very loud knocking ceased. Opening the door, Remus was confronted by the sight of Ministry officials.

"Gentlemen," Remus greeted with as much civility as he could muster. "What may I do you for?"

Barty Crouch, Sr. strode in to the rooms. "You are Remus Jonathan Lupin, correct?"

Remus nodded. "You are aquainted with Lily and James Potter?" he asked. Remus again nodded. "Do you have any idea of the current whereabouts of Mr. Sirius Black?"

Remus shook his head. "I ran into Sirius earlier this evening, but he made no mention of where he was going." he answered truthfully. "Why, what's happened?"

"Something very serious, Mr. Lupin." Crouch said, leaning forward. Remus felt his stomach drop.

"What do you mean, serious?" he asked nervously.

"An attack, Mr. Lupin, an attack the Ministry has seldom seen the likes of. The house obliterated, the occupants damaged beyond recognition."

"James." Remus whispered. "Lily. Harry."

"Actually, Mr. Lupin, young Harry Potter is alive, though his parents were killed in the attack." Crouch informed him, looking very closely into his eyes.

"I'm not the one who betrayed them, sir." Remus said sharply. "I'm assuming that's why you're looking for Sirius? Yes, he was their secret keeper. And the whole time he did it so he could betray them. Dammit!" Remus said angrily, slamming his fist down on the bedside table.

Crouch looked mildly affronted by the gesture, but explained further. "Yes, based off of information given us by Albus Dumbledore, and just confirmed by you, we have every reason to believe Sirius Black is in league with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Though, that will be rather difficult to prove now." Crouch admitted.

"What do you mean?" Remus asked.

"Apparently, the reason Harry Potter is still alive is because You-Know-Who was unable to kill him. The killing curse rebounded on him. He has disappeared. Harry Potter lived. No one can explain it." Crouch said, obviously still too shocked by the revelation to realize he probably shouldn't be revealing it to the wizard.

Remus sat back on the bed. "I'll help you find Sirius. There aren't many places he could be. I'll help you find him." he said sternly.

Crouch nodded.

------1:30

"Headmaster, you're back." Severus greeted Dumbledore, stepping back to allow the wizard entrance to his rooms.

"You're awake." Dumbledore responded. Severus nodded.

"I was unable to sleep. Odd things have been happening tonight. Headmaster, I was obliviated this evening at the meeting. I cannot remember the important information the Dark Lord conveyed to me." Severus said.

Dumbledore help up his hands. "There is nothing to explain. The attack happened tonight. Sirius Black has been in league with Voldemort." Severus winced at the name. "Sirius was the Potters' secret keeper."

"You mean the Potters are...dead?" Snape asked cautiously.

"Yes. The entire house has been destroyed. There was no Dark Mark above the house." Severus cocked his head at these odd facts. Dumbledore nodded and continued. "That is not all. Young Harry Potter has not killed in the attack."

Severus looked at him sharply. "But he was the reason for the attack."

Dumbledore nodded again. "Yes. It seems something stopped Tom. What I do not yet know. But, Harry is alive, albeit frightened and bearing an oddly shaped scar. Voldemort has disappeared." he said, leaning forward to watch his companion's reaction.

Severus immediately reached down and pulled back his robes to expose his left forearm. "Look, Headmaster," he said, "the Mark has almost disappeared. It happened two hours ago. There was an intense burning, worse than a summons, then nothing." He looked at the older wizard for explanation.

Dumbledore shook his head. "As I said, Severus, I cannot yet explain, but this further proves I am correct. Voldemort has disappeared. He has been defeated by a baby boy."

Severus stared hard at him then back down to his forearm. There was much to think about.

----1:48

Sirius burst in to the pub, frightening muggles.

"'Ere, what can I get you?" the bartender asked.

"A small fat man named Peter." Sirius sneered.

The bartender looked at him funny. "Haven't seen him this evening. He usually comes in for lunch, occasionally for a nightcap. Why? What's he done to you?"

"Plenty. Tell him Sirius Black will find him, if he comes in." Sirius said, throwing down a fiver on the counter. He walked back out in to the dimly lit street. Where the hell are you, Wormtail, Sirius cursed. He continued walking around muggle London for the second time that evening.

-----1:55

Remus apparated first at Sirius" flat. He opened the door, muttering the password under his breath. Nothing looked out of place.

There were old copies of the Daily Prophet on the table, dirty dishes in the sink, a few robes scattered on the floor.

"I don't think he's been here," Remus said, turning to look at the Aurors who were accompanying him.

"Then let's visit him where he is at." one of the Aurors said ungrammatically. Remus nodded and closed the door, reflecting sadly how everything in his life had just been flipped upside-down.