AU. PoA What happens when someone you though was dead is not? just lost. Harry is about to find out exactly that. Warning: child abuse that's it for now. English not first language and this is my first Harry Potter fanfic so don't expect quality out front give me a chance!

Disclamer: Why oh Why is Harry Potter not mine. (Breaks down in tears)

" Hope in Dark Corners"

Prologue

It was noon in a little village near Wales. A man with brown messy hair, silver shade blue eyes and a pair of round glasses was leaning against a comfy chair reading his newspaper. John had been getting these weird headaches for the last couple of weeks and he had no idea why they were not going away, even with strong painkillers. He always got these headaches every year around this time but in the last 3 years his condition had been getting worst and worst.

The doctors kept telling him that it could be because of the skull fracture he had received nearly 12 years ago, in which he had lost all his memories. The hospital had helped him rebuilt his life and moved on since they had little hope of him getting any memories back. Even his name had been given by them, John Doe. Still the man had regain hope because of dreams he had started to have 3 years ago, thought the headaches were not encouraging.

He tried to concentrate on his newspaper and keep a clear mind but the pain some how had gotten even worst on the last hours. Deciding to go lay down he closed the paper and suddenly something caught his eye. In the front page, which he had ignored earlier on his rush to see the sport section, there was a man. He knew somehow that he knew this man but that thought alone scared him.

The man in question was a convicted murderer, who had blown up a bomb in a crowed street, killing 13 people 12 years ago. His name was Sirius Black and he had escape prison not even two days ago. What disturbed him though was the feeling of happiness he was getting at the fact that he was remembering something. He closed his eyes and decided that at the moment he could careless because of the excruciating sharp pain he had on his head. He got up, when to his room and got on bed for some sleep in hope that this headache would go away by the time he woke up.

Several hours later he started to wake up slowly when WHAMP. He felt like he had been hit by a bat at the sudden rush of memories that were filling up his mind. He remembered! After 12 years of not knowing who he was he had finally gotten all his memories back except for one. What had happen to his wife and child! "Li..ly?" "Harr.y?" God where were they? What had happen that night? He could only remember someone cackling, a scream from his beloved and then a horrifying shriek. Voldermort had told him that he would kill him once he was done with his son and then cursed him with something that had engulf him with lots of painful stabs and pushed him hard against the wall, nothing more.

At first all he could feel was overwhelming heartache knowing somehow that Lily was gone. He then also remembered the man who he had seen on the paper. Now he knew who it was but that didn't change the pain he was feeling. 'What happened Sirius? I can't believe you really did what they said' His insides then went cold. With a pang of pain he thought. If Sirius was on Azkaban and his beloved was dead…where was Harry, his only son? 'Merlin I need to find him' with this in mind he disappeared in thin air. His last thoughts being 'Dumbledore must know something'

TBC…

Author's Conner:

So what do you think? If you don't know by now this guy's named "John Doe" is James Potter. It might seem a little rush but I did put some thought into it this beginning hehe. Please Review! Im trying to give a different approch to the whole OH James is alives story. : ) (My other fic: Guilty Conscious of a Black Angel, chapter four is still being written but i already started it.)