Inside the Potter house, all is quiet. Lily and James are standing outside their son's room.
"Lily, did you hear something?"
Seeing the puzzled look on his wife's face, he decides to go downstairs. While on the way, he stopped at the window, and noticed an eerie green glow. Realising what it was, he raced upstairs.
"They're here. Lily, take harry and RUN"
"What do you mean?"
"You know whatI mean. Grab Harry, NOW!"
Lily grabs her son and heads for the door with James when, CRASH.
Turning to his wife, he whispers the words
"Go, out the back. No one will see you. I'll head them off."
She knods, they give a parting kiss, and runs.
Behind her, she heard the door slam, and an evil laugh, and terrible words
"AVADA KEDAVRA"
Panicking, she begins to run faster. In an instant, she is surrounded by masked figures. The Dark Lord himself was in front of her.
"Give me the boy."
"No!"
She tries to run again, but it is of no avail.
"You stupid girl, give him to me."
Still refusing, she only clutches him tighter.
Finally, he lifts his wand and repeats the curse.
Albus Dumbledore apparates to the ruins of the Potter house. Finding it in ruins, he searches for the child. When he finds him sleeping, tears come to the eyes of the old man. He pulls out his wand, and parchment appears.
Petunia,
If ever there was something as important as this, I would like for you to show it to me now. This is your nephew, you are his only living relative. I ask for you to finalize the bonds of magic within him. Take in the child, and raise him as your own. Bless you, and Remember My Last.
Albus Dumbledore