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At the heart lies…

Chapter six: The idea and the End

James and Lily were able to take Harry home after he was given a proper check up. He was brought back to the St. Mungos but before the doctor visited him the entire staff was erased all memory of Lily Potter and dragons. When the doctor did come He confirmed Harry healthy.

Harry was now gurgling happily in his mother's lap with His grandmothers doting upon him. His Grand fathers and 'uncles' were in the next room talking to James.

"So he put a spell on him and he just turned human?" Asked his father, Jack.

James nodded. "The spell was called 'Artemium Glamouse'. It's a glamour spell." James said. "It has a timer. So in a little over a decade the spell will wear off."

Sirius nodded. "But that's the least of your worries."

James stared at him confused when it hit him. "Voldemort," He whispered.

Sirius nodded again. "He's coming after you," Sirius said.

"I still don't understand this whole Voldemort thing," Said Anthony looking at the group of wizards. "What is he doing?"

Remus answered, "He's killing innocent muggles and wizards and gathering followers as he goes along. Anyone who has ever stood in his way he has destroyed."

Anthony paled. He stared at Remus for a moment before sitting back on the couch he was on. "And now he's after you."

James nodded.

"Is there anything you could do to avoid this guy?" He asked.

Jack looked thoughtful than looked over at his son. "Maybe," He said. "We'll need to talk it over with Dumbledor, first."

"What? What is it?" Sirus asked.

"The Fidelious charm," Jack said. He than explained to the group about how it worked. How the people under the charm chose a secret keeper and how that person would be the only person to know where they were and how they could only be found if the secret told.

By the time Jack finished explaining the charm, the woman from the other room came in and were sitting next to their spouses. Harry was now sitting happily in his fathers lap and was looking around the room with childish interest.

"Yeah," said Georgia slowly, "But couldn't he still find you?"

"That's only if the secret keeper tells where they are," Jack answered.

"What if they were forced to tell the location?" She asked again. "Wouldn't you want a back up plan?"

"Yeah, I guess," Said James. "But if we were to use one of you, you wouldn't tell would you?"

"Of course we wouldn't."

"But you should have a back up plan."

Months later the Potters went into hiding under the fidelious charm with Sirius as their secret keeper. And it was weeks since Sirius and had come to Lily and James and begged them to switch him with Peter who had been more than happy to oblige. The whole time with a secret plan the young couple had made up with Lily's parents already in motion unaware to the rest of their family and friends.

It was October 31 and Lily had just transfigured some carrots into chocolate for Harry since they couldn't go out trick or treating. James sat in their living room reading a newspaper when Lily walked in with Harry to her shoulder. She sat down next to him and began to read over his shoulder. He smiled and looked at her.

"Are you scared?" James asked.

"Of course," She said. "But we agreed to do this. We can't back down."

Harry started crying and Lily attempted to comfort him but he kept pushing her away. James watched worriedly. He and Lily shared a quick look and she stood up with the hysterical baby in her arms.

"What's wrong, Harry?" She asked in a soothing voice but he continued to cry. "Come on, Harry, don't cry." She looked over at James. "I'm gonna put him to bed."

James nodded and watched them leave.

Jack and Charla Potter were sitting down on their couches worridly. It was the worst feeling a parent should have to go through knowing the worlds greatest murderer wanted you children dead. Outside their house they could hear children shouting and smiled.

They could remember taking James out trick or treating. His first time out they had dressed him up as a pumpkin and his second year as a purple crayon (A/N: I actually went out like that when I was six, God help me). It was always so fun to tease James about that but now it seemed so far away no with all the drama and Heartbreak going on.

And then there was Harry. His birth was supposed to bring joy and even that had been corrupted. Of course they loved Harry, he was their grandson, but it was all just so strange and they knew of course that because of him Voldemort was after their son and his wife.

Anthony and Georgia Evans were sitting on their couch in the dark living room as well but they were much stiffer. In their minds they were rolling all the things that had happened. It was all so much to take in.

Finally Anthony moved. He stood up and began to pace around the room. The lights were off so no trick-or-treaters would come and bother them. That was the last thing they needed.

James was still sitting but now by himself. He could here Lily upstairs in Harry's room cooing Harry. He was giggling loudly. James let a smile grace his face. It was hard to believe what the baby once was. He chuckled it had been hectic lately.

He began to relax. May be all the fear of Voldemort was just overrated. How could someone be so bad that no one could defeat him? No one was invincible. No, that was impossible.

"Nothings impossible," a voice whispered behind him, almost as though it had read his mind.

James shot out of his seat and turned his head so fast he got whiplash. Behind him was a very tall, thin man, with a pale, skeletal face. His nose was flat and snake like and his red glowing eyes were staring so intently at James. His voice go cought in his throat.

"W-Who…are you?" James asked. The man stared at him stronger, his eyes never leaving James.

The man than gave a superior smirk and opened his mouth to speak again. It looked like he was choosing his words, "I, Potter, am the man who will be killing you,"

James stopped breathing for a moment. This was Voldemort.

"Georgia!" He shouted. Fear flooded his mind and he forgot the plan he and his wife Georgia were supposed to be doing. "Georgia, take Harry and get out!"

Georgia who was upstairs heard her husband shout. She had been in Harry's room playing with him on the floor when she heard her husband scream. She stood up and picked up Harry who was beginning to throw a fit again.

"Shhh, no, Harry," She tried to quiet him but he would only get louder. Down stairs she could hear a yell and a loud thump. The steps began to creak as someone slowly began to ascend them. She rushed to the open door, fully knowing it wasn't her husband walking up them, and shut the door. She then rushed to the window and tried to open it, Harry still in her arms. She was able to get it open only two inches when it slammed shut. The glass shattered with the force and Harry and she were covered with shards.

She stumbled back and the door to the room burst open. She looked over at the man who entered and shuddered.

"Give me the child," He said.

"No," She breathed. She stepped back and he stepped forward.

"Give me the child," He repeated.

"NO! Not Harry, please." He pulled out his wand and the her eyes got big, "Oh please take me, Not Harry, take me."

"Step aside," He said.

"No-," Voldemort raised his wand and uttered the killing curse with no emotion. The girls pleas were cut off and she fell dead to the ground.

The baby that she had been holding fell with her. Voldemort than raised his wand and the baby cast a tearful gaze at him. Voldemort shouted the curse out and Harry's eyes went large as the green light hit his forehead.

Voldemort was no doubt one of the most powerful wizards in the world but even then it would take more then one person for any spell to penetrate Harry's skin. All that Voldemort had built up had been in vain because the spell seemed to only go a few centimeters into Harry before it was kicked out leaving him tired and close to passing out but still alive. Voldemort who was standing in front of Harry barely had time to absorb the information as the spell rebounded and hurtled towards him.

Voldemort's body seemed to twist in agony and as a horrible odor broke out he yelled in pain. Smoke began to emit from him. He stumbled and thrashed around before he burst into ash.

Harry who was dazed and was falling quickly into unconsciousness crawled to the woman who died to save him. When she was living she had bright emerald green eyes that matched his and bright red hair the resembled the color of fire but her appearance had changed. She now had open brown eyes and dirty blond hair. This was Georgia Evans and down the stairs lying dead was her husband Anthony Evans his hair now grayish was slightly reddish with specks of gray and his wrinkles were now pronounced.

Back at the Evan's house the real Lily Evans who was still sitting on the couch felt her body tinkle. That was the first time she moved all night. She moved her head to James he was now looking like himself instead of her father. She could only guess the same had happened to her

"James," She whispered.

He moved his head to her and almost gasped when he saw her as her beautiful young self and not as her mother. The secret plan they had set up was to switch places with her parents. They would have had a decoy set up for Harry too but the feeling of him having to be there was too strong for them to ignore. Their appearance would only change when either James or herself took the charm off or one of them died.

Since neither Lily or James had removed the charm that only meant that her parents were killed. She burst into tears and James rushed to her side and pulled her into a hug.

"Oh my god, James," She cried. "They're dead, they're dead. They're all dead."

"Lily," James rubbed her back and she grabbed his arm as tears fell down her face. "It should have been us. We should've died, not them." Tears poured down her face like a leaky faucet.

They stayed like that until Lily fell into a fitful sleep. James carried her up to her parent's room and laid her down on the bed. He kissed her forehead and apparated away.

James appeared in front of his and Lily's apartment and saw muggle ambulances and police cars parked outside. James rushed over to the building and saw people standing around swapping rumors of which he had a feeling was probably the death of his parents-in-law. He rushed over to the steps instead of the elevator and rushed up to his floor.

It was obvious the police hadn't made it up the stairs yet and so he rushed over into his apartment. Inside there was Anthony lying dead on his stomach. James rushed over and too make sure he was dead he checked his pulse. There was nothing. He then moved to the steps and noticed how it creaked as he walked up them. The baby room door was open and he could see the light coming from it.

Inside the first thing he saw was Georgia Evans lying dead on the ground. His son Harry was lying next to her his hands intertwined with her hair. His eyes were wet and looked as though he had been crying. James felt as though his stomach had fallen out. He walked slowly to the two bodies. He knew Georgia was dead but he prayed to God Harry was alive.

When he reached them he saw bloody cuts on Georgia and pieces of glass around the floor but Harry who was also surrounded by glass was completely unharmed by them. The only cut he had on him was on his forehead in the shape of lighting and he knew that was not from the broken window.

James gently picked his son up and to his relief felt his chest rose and lowered. He turned Harry over in his arms and stared at his angelic face. He rubbed the cut and wondered what had happened in the room when he heard footsteps on the floor below him. He walked to the door and down the hall where the steps were and saw some one standing there with a walky-talky.

He held Harry tight and apparated away with him.

(Epilog)

That night James took Harry with to Hogsmead him. Together he made his way to Dumbledor's office and explained what he, Lily and, his parents-in-law did then explained how he found Harry.

Dumbledor was perplexed by the plan but he did know what happened to Harry. He explained how Harry being a dragon might have saved his life. The hard scales he had, as a dragon equaled the strength in his skin. The Avada Kedavra curse was not strong enough to actually kill him but like most dragon scales his skin reflected the curse.

When James went home Lily was laying a wake on her bed with a blank expression but when she saw Harry she had completely forgotten all the horrible things that happened and simply hugged James and Harry saying she was never going to let them go.