A/N – Hello! Sorry that I haven't updated for a couple of day's. I had a friend over and we had other things going! Please enjoy this chapter!

Harry Potter and the Story of Secret's

Part 15

"Severus, I need you to take over watch from March, he fell ill today and can't look over the child," Albus Dumbledore looked at his most trusted Potions Master. Severus had been expecting this, and was glad to finally be able to go through with the plan.

"Very well, how long do you intend for me to be a useless lamp post?" Severus asked.

"Only till March is better," Albus said.

"Fine, I'll leave this moment, the sooner this is done the better!" Severus said, he turned to leave but Albus stopped him.

"And please, make sure the boy is kept safe,"

"Very well," Severus nodded then left. This mission had come to him by chance, it was a bit early to do anything, but Severus was sure that this would be his one and only chance to get out from under Dumbledore's thumb and get Harry to safety with his rightful guardians.

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Remus and Sirius waited as once again, Voldemort added something to the water in the pensive. They hoped to see the truth; Sirius and Remus couldn't help but feel a bit nervous about the whole thing. They had been told, for many long years, that Voldemort was a murderer and deserved death. But, what if what Voldemort said was true? Well, there was only one way to find out…

"Ready?" Voldemort turned red eyes to the two younger wizards in front him.

"Yes," Remus answered for both of them, the three of them entered the pensive; but, only one of them knew what would be found there.

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"James?" Lily's voice floated from the kitchen, their guests had just left and the small family was finally left alone; no longer were they under the watchful eyes of Albus Dumbledore and those that they had called friends all their school day's.

"Yes, Sweetheart?" James replied as he made his way over to baby Harry who was playing on the floor with his stuffed stag. He swiped the baby into his arms and Harry laughed happily as he hugged his father.

"Do you think we're doing the right thing?" Lily asked, as she came into the living room. Her green eyes held back remorse at their adamant betrayal.

"We are doing what we think is right, no one can judge us for that," James said.

"I know, but, shouldn't Remus and Sirius know?"

"I've been thinking…but I don't know how to approach the subject," James shook his head. Harry gurgled at him.

"I understand, Sirius doesn't like anything to do with our Lord, or his follower's," Lily sighed.

"But, what am I to tell him when he's bound before us and he recognizes me? Am I to break it to him then and hurt him more? Or should I tell him now, before we go into hiding and hurt him still?" James asked.

"You are so caring, no wonder I fell for you…"

James brought Lily close and embraced her; Harry took up a bit of his Mum's hair and pulled, Lily laughed and kissed both of the men before her.

"We had better drop Harry off at Sirius', there is that meeting tonight," she said.

"I'm glad we got a bit of a heads up, how do they expect us to show up without having a place for Harry to go?" James joked.

"Honey, shut up," Lily laughed as she took Harry upstairs in order to change him before they set of for Sirius and Remus' place.

Sirius looked to Remus; "Well, now we know why they had us baby-sit that night, James couldn't come up with a good reason," Sirius muttered.

"And here I thought it was because you kept bugging them about it," Remus raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, however, they were thrust into another memory.

James and Lily had been waiting in the darkened room for a while now, Lily held her son close to her, she was protective of the baby while James was protective of the both of them.

"Honey, are you sure about this?" Lily asked.

"How else will we protect Harry from Dumbledore? I watched those muggles being killed, and it wasn't Death Eater's who were doing it," James shook his head.

"How could they?" Lily whispered.

"I…don't know, but they did and they made sure that their victims knew," James said, his voice void of any feelings.

"James, will we survive this?"

"Maybe…maybe not…but we can at least make sure that Harry does," James said, he looked down at his son who was sleeping peacefully in Lily's arms.

"James, Lily, we're ready for you," Bellatrix came up to them, the ritual room had to be ready for the up-coming rituals for entrance into the fold.

"What about Harry?" Lily asked.

"I'll take him, don't worry, Draco is in the nursery up stairs, Harry can join him," Bellatrix said. Lily looked to James, who nodded his head. She gave Harry to Bellatrix who pointed them into a room before she disappeared up a tunnel. The Riddle house was massive, the under ground vaults were perfect for any Death Eater meetings.

James and Lily entered the room; James took his wife's hand, they had to do this. Voldemort waited for them, they knelt at his feet, their heads bowed and ready for anything.

"It won't hurt, despite what you have been told…" Voldemort said.

He then closed his eyes, the Death Eater's in the room formed a circle and held hands. Voldemort started to say something, it was strange and calming though quite understandable. The room began to glow a deep dark red, James did not understand what was happening, and he felt dizzy and was ready to throw up. Lily fell to her side, clutching her stomach. Neither of them noticed the passing of time; but as suddenly as the sickness came upon them, it left, and on their arm was the dark mark.

"Welcome, James and Lily Potter, to the fold," Voldemort smiled upon them.

"Wow, what was that?" Sirius asked.

"I'm not sure, but it is an ancient spell," Remus replied.

"It is so ancient that not many wizards know about it," Voldemort supplied. Sirius let out a low whistle. Another memory was upon them then.

"Padfoot! What the bloody hell are you doing in here?" James had a rather annoyed look on his face. The bathroom was covered in bubbles, Sirius himself was soaked and Harry was laughing as he took a bath. Sirius grinned sheepishly.

"Come on, Prongs, Harry loves bubble baths!"

"I know that, but did you have to cover the whole bathroom?" James raised an eyebrow.

"Not my fault! I was playing with Harry and somehow, the bubbles multiplied…and here we are," Sirius grinned.

"All right, fine, don't tell me, let's just get this cleaned up," James sighed.

For a few moments, there was silence, except for Harry cooing as he played while Sirius and James cleaned the bathroom up.

"Umm...Padfoot, what do you think of Death Eater's?" James asked.

"Why are you asking me? You know I hate them," Sirius said, a look of perplex on his face.

"Yes, but, what if they had their reason's for doing…whatever it was that they did?"

"I don't know…why do you ask?"

"What if, you found out that someone you knew was a Death Eater?"

"No one I know would do that! Why are you asking James?"

"I don't know, I just started wondering," James shrugged.

"Do you know something? Something that I need to know?" Sirius stopped his friend from turning away by placing his hand on James' shoulder.

"I want you to know, Sirius, that I am glad that you are my best friend," James smiled.

"I know, buddy, and so are you," Sirius smiled, but a nagging feeling still made him feel as if he was missing something.

"That happened right after the ritual, James always valued you're friendship," Voldemort said with a sigh, his red eyes going blank for a moment as he remembered something from his own past.

"I never knew…" Sirius said, his head bowed, willing away the tears that came up unbidden.

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Evening fell over Little Whining; the houses of Privet Drive darkening, but small yellow patches of light fell out of the windows onto the green grass. The streets were dark, the moon was not yet full, but would be in a week or so. It was a clam night, and all was normal…well…at least as normal as it ever would be with a wizard in the vicinity.

Severus Snape watched quietly from underneath the Invisibility Cloak he had with him. Voldemort would supply his follower's with whatever they needed. When Severus came up with his plan, it was dependant on the Invisibility Cloak. It would be easy for the plan to go through since Severus was the only wizard on the job.

He hoped that Harry would be all right; he had never gotten the chance to be with the child much, Harry went into hiding with his parents after James and Lily took the mark; At first they were going to have Sirius Black be their secret keeper, he was just as strong as James and would never let slip their location. But Black had a laps in judgment and had talked James into excepting Peter as the secret keeper.

Severus knew that no matter whom the secret keeper was, Dumbledore would have found out anyway and had them killed. That would never change, and Harry would have gone to the muggles anyway. But, Severus had promised Voldemort to bring the child to Black and Lupin as soon as he possibly could.

But watching what was going on in the house, almost made it impossible for him to stay still and wait for the opportune moment.

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Harry quietly brought the tea into the room; Dudley, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were watching television while they waited for their before bed snack. Harry carefully poured the tea, not spilling drop, which was amazing, considering that the tea pot was heavy. He handed the cups to Aunt Petunia first, as he had been taught, and then Uncle Vernon, Dudley did not like being last, when Harry handed the cup to him, Dudley hit it out of his hand. The tea cup shattered and the beverage marred the white rug with a thick, brown spot.

"BOY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DONG!" Vernon roared.

"I didn't meant too.."

"Didn't mean too? I'll show you!" Vernon stood, he back handed Harry across the face before he grabbed the back of Harry's shirt and dragged him out of the room, he threw the boy into the cupboard and slammed the door, then locked it.

Harry was in completer darkness; tears welled up in his eyes, he was alone, in pain and un loved, what had he done in his short life in order to deserve all of this? Why had it been him? Why couldn't he just have died with his parents? Death was easy.

Harry gulped down the knot in his throat; But what about Godfather Sirius? And Uncle Moony? What would they do with out me? They'll come for me! Or they'll get someone else to come for me! I'm sure of it! They love me! Harry yelled at himself.

This one thought made Harry smiled; he was loved, and he knew he would always be loved, all he had to do was find the strength to survive while he waited.

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"All right," Sirius began, they were once again in between memories and Sirius was beginning to lose patience.

"Please tell me that there is a point to all this?"

"Padfoot!" Remus whacked his friend upside the head.

"Holy crap! Moony!"

"Stop, both of you, this next memory will clear this all up," Voldemort sighed.

"Good," Sirius muttered, Remus hit him again.

The night was dark; James and Lily had just gotten back from a Death Eater meeting; they remove their black robes and masks. They hid them in their safe. It was the best place to keep such things, as it was out in the open, but hidden behind a Gryffindor tapestry that James had gotten after he had left Hogwarts.

"This time was bad, so many people died, what are we going to do? We can't protect everyone," Lily said. James yawned.

"I know, but let's worry about it in the morning," James said. Lily slapped him playfully on the arm.

"You always do that, procrastinate till it's too late,"

"That's why you love me so much," James raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, shut up! I'm going to go get Harry," Lily said. She stepped to the fire place and threw some floo powder in, then she was on her way to picking Harry up.

James sighed and sat down on the couch; he was tired after being on a mission for week and a half and then having to go on another one. He was glad, that so far, that Dumbledore had yet to figure out the double life that he and Lily were living.

"James?" the young man whirled from his seat to face the wizard that stood in front of the fire place. How had he been able to get here? James asked himself.

"Albus? What is it? How did you find out where we hid?" James asked, his hand itched to get his wand from the pocket of his robes. But he dared not move. Dumbledore's face was hard.

"I hadn't expected you to betray me, Pettigrew, yes, but not you," Dumbledore said.

"What are you talking about" James asked. He backed away as Dumbledore came up to him. James saw that the older man held his wand in his hand.

"Albus, what are you going to do? What if I am not who you think I am?"

"I will take care of it," Dumbledore said.

"What are you going to do?"

Albus did not reply, instead he raised his wand, just as a spell flew from the wand, James dogged to the side, the spell went wide and harmlessly hit the wall behind him.

"Albus, stop! What the bloody hell?" that last was uttered under considerable pain. Dumbledore had James pinned to the ground. James struggled against the binding spell.

"Let me up!"

"Not till you answer my questions," Albus said with danger in his voice.

"Go ahead, go ahead and torture me, I don't care!" James yelled.

"You don't know what I can do…"

Hours later, Lily came home to find her husband sobbing on the ground, almost completely broken.

"I can't believe it…" Remus muttered.

"And yet, there it is,"

"In deed," Remus nodded, they were suddenly dispelled from the pensive. The room was as dark as before but that did not bother the friends.

"When can we sign up?" Sirius asked.

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A/N – Good grief, that was long, I know that maybe the pensive thing was a bit HBP, but that was the only way I could get across what I wanted. I hope you all liked this! Thank you for reading!

Ta,

Poppy