Summary: What if Harry wasn't really James' son? What if only James died that night? What if Lily went back to live with her one true love and the father of Harry? But why did she leave her one true love? For the protection of her baby....
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. It all belongs to J. K. Rowling.
Chapter 1: That Fateful Night
James Potter sat in an armchair in the babies room where he could surely hear Harry if he were to cry. He was waiting for his wife to get home. She was at Molly Weasley's. She didn't want to bring Harry because it was going to be a girl's night so she had left Harry at home with him. He put down the Daily Prophet and turned to look at the sleeping child. He looked so at peace. He had been observing the little boy for a few seconds when he heard the door shut downstairs. He thought it was early for Lily to be home but thought nothing of it.
"I'm up here Lils." he called downstairs and heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Footsteps that could not possibly be Lily's. They were too heavy. James glanced out the door and saw none other then Lord Voldemort walking up the stairs towards the room. James was scared. He never usually got scared, but he was scared. This was one of the few people who scared him in his life. How could Peter betray them like that? How could he? He quickly forgot those thoughts and closed the door putting the strongest locking spell he could muster on it. He had to run. He had to save Harry. He grabbed the child and was preparing to take the back route out of the house when the door blasted open.
"Give me the child and you won't get hurt." Lord Voldemort hissed.
"Never." James held tightly to Harry knowing what was coming next. And before he could even scream he saw the flash of green light.
-----The Burrow-----
Lily Potter laughed with glee with her friend Molly Weasley. Even during the war she found she could laugh and smile with her. They had been friends for years. Even the threat of Voldemort didn't scare them when they were having a good time. They needed these times in war. They needed the good times. Lily wondered how Harry was doing. She'd left him with James often times enough so she wasn't worried. But it made her think about Harry's real father. To the world he was. But not to her. She loved James but like a brother. James knew that Harry wasn't his. They were best friends forever. He would do anything to protect her and protect her he did. But she missed him. She missed Harry's real father with all her heart. She wondered every day how he was and where he was. It was so hard to bare not being with him. She was startled by her thoughts when Albus Dumbledore's head popped into the fire, the usual twinkle gone from his eyes.
"What's wrong Albus?" both Molly and Lily asked him hurried.
All that Albus had to say was four words to horrify Lily. And those are the words he said. "Godric's Hollows been attacked."
Without waiting a second Lily apparated to Godric's Hollow. There was the ruin. The ruin of the house. She started to cry. Albus Dumbledore was by her side only moments later. She looked up at him.
"James', he's dead." Lily's eyes filled with tears at the words coming out of his mouth. "Here's Harry." he gave her a crying figure wrapped in a blanket. She pushed back his bangs and saw her own emerald eyes staring up at her. Along with a scar that she didn't think had been there before.
"Where'd this come from Albus?"
"Voldemort tried the killing curse on your son. The curse failed and rebounded upon to him. He got that scar in the process."
"Voldemort's..." Lily stuttered "Dead?"
"I don't think he's dead. Gone yes. Dead? I don't think so."
"I'm going to bring Harry to his father. With Voldemort gone we can be a family." Albus nodded and Lily turned and apparated. Not once looking in the direction of James' body because she was scared if she did she would cry. She apparated onto the front lawn of her love's house.
Okay guys. What do you think? Did you like it. I thought it was a good idea. You see a lot of stories on both Jame's and Lily dying and then Harry finding out about his father but not many of Lily surviving. I think it was a good idea. I will try and update soon. Please Reveiw.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. It all belongs to J. K. Rowling.
Chapter 1: That Fateful Night
James Potter sat in an armchair in the babies room where he could surely hear Harry if he were to cry. He was waiting for his wife to get home. She was at Molly Weasley's. She didn't want to bring Harry because it was going to be a girl's night so she had left Harry at home with him. He put down the Daily Prophet and turned to look at the sleeping child. He looked so at peace. He had been observing the little boy for a few seconds when he heard the door shut downstairs. He thought it was early for Lily to be home but thought nothing of it.
"I'm up here Lils." he called downstairs and heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Footsteps that could not possibly be Lily's. They were too heavy. James glanced out the door and saw none other then Lord Voldemort walking up the stairs towards the room. James was scared. He never usually got scared, but he was scared. This was one of the few people who scared him in his life. How could Peter betray them like that? How could he? He quickly forgot those thoughts and closed the door putting the strongest locking spell he could muster on it. He had to run. He had to save Harry. He grabbed the child and was preparing to take the back route out of the house when the door blasted open.
"Give me the child and you won't get hurt." Lord Voldemort hissed.
"Never." James held tightly to Harry knowing what was coming next. And before he could even scream he saw the flash of green light.
-----The Burrow-----
Lily Potter laughed with glee with her friend Molly Weasley. Even during the war she found she could laugh and smile with her. They had been friends for years. Even the threat of Voldemort didn't scare them when they were having a good time. They needed these times in war. They needed the good times. Lily wondered how Harry was doing. She'd left him with James often times enough so she wasn't worried. But it made her think about Harry's real father. To the world he was. But not to her. She loved James but like a brother. James knew that Harry wasn't his. They were best friends forever. He would do anything to protect her and protect her he did. But she missed him. She missed Harry's real father with all her heart. She wondered every day how he was and where he was. It was so hard to bare not being with him. She was startled by her thoughts when Albus Dumbledore's head popped into the fire, the usual twinkle gone from his eyes.
"What's wrong Albus?" both Molly and Lily asked him hurried.
All that Albus had to say was four words to horrify Lily. And those are the words he said. "Godric's Hollows been attacked."
Without waiting a second Lily apparated to Godric's Hollow. There was the ruin. The ruin of the house. She started to cry. Albus Dumbledore was by her side only moments later. She looked up at him.
"James', he's dead." Lily's eyes filled with tears at the words coming out of his mouth. "Here's Harry." he gave her a crying figure wrapped in a blanket. She pushed back his bangs and saw her own emerald eyes staring up at her. Along with a scar that she didn't think had been there before.
"Where'd this come from Albus?"
"Voldemort tried the killing curse on your son. The curse failed and rebounded upon to him. He got that scar in the process."
"Voldemort's..." Lily stuttered "Dead?"
"I don't think he's dead. Gone yes. Dead? I don't think so."
"I'm going to bring Harry to his father. With Voldemort gone we can be a family." Albus nodded and Lily turned and apparated. Not once looking in the direction of James' body because she was scared if she did she would cry. She apparated onto the front lawn of her love's house.
Okay guys. What do you think? Did you like it. I thought it was a good idea. You see a lot of stories on both Jame's and Lily dying and then Harry finding out about his father but not many of Lily surviving. I think it was a good idea. I will try and update soon. Please Reveiw.