Summary: When twelve-year old Harry is locked in his bedroom after the pudding incident, he wishes for one last time for one of his parents. Little does he know that this time it's going to come true.

A/N: I'm typing this up directly after the prologue due to its shortness. I'm also assuming Godric's Hollow is a house, but there is no evidence in the books. I've also realised that I'm now on three people's author alert lists. Three! I'm not sure which story though…

Chapter One: Problems

A few seconds after Harry made his wish, the master bedroom at Godric's Hollow let off a huge bang. It had been revamped a few years ago, but it seemed that the Muggles had no problems living in house which two murders had taken place a decade ago.

Lily Potter was leaning against the window sill, and she did not know how she had gotten there. She wandered near the door where a sandy-haired kid was walking down the hallway. She made no attempt to hide, because it would have been futile. She merely stood there, frozen, while the kid stared at her.

After what seemed a century (but in truth was only a minute) the kid screamed. "MUM! THERE'S SOME CRAZY WOMAN IN THE HOUSE!"

There was the sound of running footsteps and a stout brown haired woman appeared next to her son, looking slightly crazy and wielding a rolling pin in her hand.

"Who are you?" she demanded.

"I-I-I'm Lily Potter," she stammered, and regaining some of her courage she asked, "Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house!"

"Your house? Excuse me, this is myhouse!"

"B-but I live here with my son and my hus-" Lily faltered. "No…they…they…died." She said in realisation. "And…" she thought, thinking back to the last thing she could remember. "I should be dead too!" "THEY'RE DEAD!" she screamed, half in hysterics. "AND I COULDN'T PROTECT HIM! AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT!"

The Muggle woman exchanged glances with her son. "Mikey…could you please grab the phone."

The boy named Mikey scurried down the hallway.

"You think I'm crazy, don't you." Lily said quietly. "YOU THINK I'M CRAZY!" she yelled, grabbing the woman's shoulders and shaking them thoroughly.

Mikey ran into the doorway again, but stopped as he saw Lily shake his mum.

"Mum?" he asked.

The woman gave her response by lifting up the rolling pin and hitting Lily in the head with it. Knocking her unconscious, the last thing she saw was the Muggle woman looking grimly at her.

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When she regained consciousness, she saw…bars? "Oh…no…" she groaned. She was in the last place on earth that she wanted to be, though she couldn't think of a place on earth where she wanted to be without her husband and son. She was in a cell, most likely a holding cell in a Muggle police station. And sure enough, there was a Muggle policeman standing at the door of her cell. He gestured at her to stand up.

He didn't seem like a talking, sensitive man. He was a huge, bulky man and reminded her vaguely of someone. She racked her brain and then she remembered. Two Slytherin bullies who had been in her seventh year when she had entered her first, Crabbe and Goyle. She still remembered the first time Jam-. She faltered again. She didn't want to think about it. Because the truth was slowly setting into her. "James and Harry are dead. They're not coming back. Dead people did not come back to life overnight, they didn't come back in a year and they certainly didn't come back after a decade. She started crying, something she hadn't done in over a year. The tears flowed down her cheeks steadily.

"That's nice and all, missy, but when that woman said she found a crazy woman in her house, she sure wasn't joking! C'mon now." The policeman raised an eyebrow and clutched his stomach, presumably to stop himself from laughing.

Lily pushed herself to her feet and followed the policeman into what must be an interrogation room. She watched as the policeman sat down in a cheap chair at an even cheaper table. She sat down on the other side and stared at him.

"You ain't trying to hurt me with your stare? 'Cause it ain't gonna work. It's time to ask you some questions, to see if you're as crazy as that woman claimed. First of all, what year is it?"

Lily rolled her eyes. Obviously since yesterday was Halloween, therefore today was the first of November.

"It's the 1st of November 1981." she replied confidently.

"Are you sure?" the policeman cocked an eyebrow.

"No, it's 1911." she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Are you sure?" The policeman repeated.

She was sick of this policeman's mind games. They were going to give her a reason for being crazy. She wanted to get out and look for someone, maybe Remus or Sirius to tell her why she was here. Didn't she see that killing curse hit her?

"Let's ask another question." The policeman said sweetly. "Where do you live?"

"I live in Godric's Hollow."

"Yes, and I live in Disneyland. I want a proper address please."

Lily felt her heart jump into her throat. Because even after 3 months of living there (in hiding, mind you) she had never bothered to learn the address. She was extremely frustrated. If only she had her wand.

"I DON'T KNOW!" she screamed.

"Well that concludes your interrogation. I will bring you back to your cell and you will be moved tomorrow," the policeman replied, suddenly formal.

He walked her out of the room and back to her cell. She sat on the even cheaper bed. She only had one thing in mind. She had to get out. Lily looked around the room and she saw a small window. "Excellent." She muttered quietly, for she had formed a plan.

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A/N: Next chapter will be up most likely next week. In the next chapter, we find out about Lily's plan. Will it be successful? You'll have to read the next chapter to find out! Please review!

Thoughts And Pondering.