Luckily, Godric's hollow was occupied by a wizarding family to watch over the Potters in case something happened. Mr. and Mrs. Gairner were taking a late night walk when they spotted the green skull above the Potters' house. They immediately apparated to Dumbledore's office.

"DUMBLEDORE!" They roared throughout the office. He appeared instantly, and upon seeing their faces, let a tear fall down his face.

"Are they all dead?" He asked, stricken.

"We don't know. We saw the sign and apparated straight here," Mr. Gairner said.

"Okay, do this for me. I need Hagrid to go over there, as I have some favors for him. Go get him from his hut on the grounds, and tell him that I have set up a portkey in my office. Please hurry. I'm going to see to the Potter home."

The three instantly split apart, off to do their separate duties. The house was untouched, from what Albus Dumbledore could see. He went into the front door, not seeing anything but a bunch of broken household items. He followed the trail, and found James lying on his side near the stairs. He quickly went over to him, touched his hand to James' chest, as to make sure he was truly gone. He felt no heartbeat. As a tear slid down his face, he noticed the expression on this face. He was smiling. Dumbledore looked closer, and saw a picture frame in his arms. The photo was a picture of James, Lily, and Harry. Lily held tightly to her son while her husband wrapped his arms around the two, kissing her on the cheek. Dumbledore sadly walked away from James' dead body to the dining room. He found two platefuls of food, and one highchair with spit up food everywhere. Lily and Harry were nowhere to be found. He looked everywhere downstairs before going to the nursery on the floor above. As he walked up the stairs, slowly, he thought he heard crying. He had a sudden feeling of hope as he quickened his pace. He opened the door to the nursery to find a black cloak filled with different killing potions and such near the crib. Lily Potter was lying on the carpet, next to Harry's crib. Harry was on the floor behind her, shaking his mother's dead hand and crying profusely. He had a large, lightening shaped scar on his forehead, but Dumbledore dismissed the matter for the moment. He already understood what had happened. He watched Harry as he turned when he heard the door open, and hugged his mother before reaching his hands up to the old man. Albus Dumbledore took the young boy in his arms and hugged him. Harry calmed down, but Albus could tell that he was very upset, and that he understood what had happened to his mother. Albus used a levitating charm on Lily, and carried Harry down the stairs with his mother following. When they arrived downstairs, Albus noticed Hagrid crying next to James' dead body. He levitated Lily to the floor, next to her husband. He set Harry down in between his parents, giving him time to say goodbye. Harry looked to his father first. He shook his hand, like he did to his mother. He then crawled closer to his father, and patting his face. He started crying, silently. Hagrid took a step forward to grab him, but Dumbledore put up his hand to stop him. Harry looked back at the two, then back at his father. He picked up the picture frame that his father was holding. He looked at the picture, crying, and remembered how his father would levitate him up into the air, and would make him laugh, then bring him back down and tickle him. He would remember how his father would come into the room and talk to him. Of course, Harry, being only a year old, couldn't understand everything his father was saying to him. He gave him a kiss on his cheek, and hugged him in remembrance. He then turned to his mother: the mother that had brought him into this world, the mother that fed him, rocked him to sleep, and loved him. He would miss her a lot. He hugged and kissed her cheek. Harry looked from his mother to his father, from his father to his mother, and then to Dumbledore and Hagrid. Harry was bawling now, and reached his hands up to Dumbledore. He wouldn't let go of the picture frame. Sirius, then, ran into the house. He looked at Dumbledore with Harry and Hagrid, and then saw the two bodies at their feet. He first gave Harry a kiss on the forehead, and then ran straight to Lily and James. He put one hand each on their hearts, and pulled them close to him. He cried, silently, holding his friends close. He went to James.

"James, mate, why? Why did I ever let Peter get to me? That bastard sold you out, I wanted you to know. I will never forgive myself for what I have done. I should never have trusted that git, man. Please, please don't let this be real. James, mate, I'm so sorry. I wish I had been the secret keeper and not let you and-" he looked to Lily, then back to James, and continued, "Lily…I loved you James. You were my best friend, mate, and I will never forget you. As Harry's godfather, I will make sure that he grows up remembering you both. You were both amazing parents, and in your memory I will raise him. Goodbye, James. You were the best friend a guy could ever have."

Sirius wiped his face on his sleeve. Then, he turned to Lily. He continued crying while he held her cold hands.

"Lily, God, Lily, Lily, Lily, Lily. For years I watched as James chased after you. He never gave up. He would sulk every summer, just hoping to get so much as a letter from you. When he never did, that made him more determined to get you. I know that we all had some rough times, with the hexing of Snivellus, and sneaking out, but, Lily, I know you. You never gave up on him either. I know you acted like you hated him, but you never could. Underneath all of our naïve ways, we were mature, and you saw this in James, especially in our seventh year. When you guys got together, all I could fell was sheer joy for James. After how hard he worked to get you, you finally came to him. It made me happy just to see him happy. James was my best friend, and there wasn't any other girl that could ever satisfy him with their smile than you could. You and I were never extremely close like James and I, and I regret not treating you like a friend should sometimes. I am eternally sorry for what I have done to you both. You know that I would have never betrayed you…I am so sorry for even thinking that I couldn't have done the job. Please, if you never forgive me I understand, but I want you to know that I loved you both and I would have never, ever, done this if I knew that you would both end up…Well, Lily. I will miss you so much. You were a great friend, and an amazing wife for James. You were the best mother Harry could have asked for, and I will be sure to take care of him. Goodbye Lily. I'll never, ever forget you."

Sirius kissed her on the cheek, letting his tears fall onto her skin. He pulled in James and Lily for a final hug, then broke down in tears again. Dumbledore gave Harry to Sirius to let him hug his grandson.

"Harry, I promise, I will never let anything happen to you. Albus, How did he live? Wouldn't V-V-Voldemort have wanted to kill him as well?"

Sirius hugged Harry tightly, then traced his scar with his finger, confused. He looked at Dumbledore for an answer. He tossed his head to the left as if the matter were simple enough to understand by his scar.

"Well, Sirius, I assume you remember when Professor Flitwick told you about the strongest form of protection that a person can have against an unforgivable curse?"

Sirius looked to Dumbledore again, very confused. He understood not what Dumbledore meant. It had been a while since he had even been back at school, much less learnt anything there.

Dumbledore, in no surprise that Sirius remembered so little, continued, "The strongest form of protection has been used against our young Harry. Lily loved Harry, and stood in front of Voldemort to protect her son. I assume that she knew what was to happen, and she knew that she could protect him as long as she died as a martyr to him. That's the only way a small boy could have lived through a powerful spell and wizard. Do you see the scar on his forehead? That's where it all happened. Harry will have the memory of this night by that scar for the rest of his life. And because the curse failed to hit Harry, the spell would have automatically tried to go backwards towards the sender. If I'm not mistaken, I believe that the Dark Lord has been defeated by this young child. I found his cloak and deadly potions upstairs near where I found Lily and Harry."

"Does that mean that, Voldemort is dead?" Sirius' face lightened slightly, but quickly fell again at Albus' response.

"I'm afraid, Sirius, that may not be the case. Voldemort could still be out there, waiting to gain back his energy and power. For a while though, we will be much safer. His Death Eaters are still at large, and I'm sure they know of his defeat. Just because Voldemort is gone, doesn't mean that there aren't others just like him. We need to be cautious of the Death Eaters that try to carry on for him."

Dumbledore watched Sirius hug his godson. "Well I must get going. I need inform the Daily Prophet of this news. Sirius, I do not think that Harry should live with you. I know that you would love to have him with you and Skye, and certainly Emily, but I'm afraid that that will endanger your family as well. Also, Harry is better growing up away from the wizarding world. He will be famous, I'm sure, for his defeat of the man who killed and hurt so many people in our world. Hagrid will take him to his Aunt and Uncle's house, his last remaining family. Hagrid, I have something I need to take care of, could you please take him to Number Four, Privet Drive, in Little Whinging. I will meet you there."

Sirius' face fell in disappointment. He had just promised his friends that he would take care and raise their son. Dumbledore was right though, he didn't want to put his family in danger. "Hagrid, I have my motorbike outside. It can fly, and since you can't apparate, how about you use that?"

"That's a wonderful idea, thank you Sirius." Dumbledore was very proud of Sirius for staying so strong though this rough time. He and Hagrid walked out of the door. Dumbledore kneeled next to Lily and James. He needed to have his words before they truly died to him.

"Hagrid, it's over here," Sirius said, leading the way to his flying motorbike in an alleyway a little ways away from the Potter home.

"Thanks, Sirius. Look, I know yeh goin' a have a hard time an' all, so if yeh need, yeh can come by an' talk er whatnot."

"Thanks, Hagrid. Look, I need to get home to Skye and Emily, they haven't heard the news yet. Just bring the bike back after you drop off Harry, okay?"

Hagrid nodded and was off into the sky. Sirius watched him off, then started walking down the street. It was near 10 now, and because it was a warm night, there were many muggles on the street walking around. Sirius suddenly, lose in his thoughts, bumped into someone, who fell over. Sirius attempted to help the chubby man, who had been waddling down the street quickly towards what looked like the Potters' home. Sirius took his hand back the instant that he saw who it was.

"PETER PETTIGREW!"

Peter quickly looked up, realizing who he had run into.

"You sniveling scum." Sirius spat. "Lily and James, Peter, how could you?" Peter's eyes widened, in fright.

"How could I?" Peter yelled. Several muggles turned to look. "Lily and James? Me? Lily and James, Sirius, how could you? You told me that I should be the secret keeper! You KILLED them!" Sirius' face looked stunned.

"It's finally sinking in, isn't it, Black?" Peter said, spitting Sirius' surname out like poison. "What you did to your friends?" Sirius glared at Peter with the utmost hatred.
"I would NEVER betray them! YOU were the one who sold them out to Voldemort!" croaked Sirius, still gazing at him that way. It seemed that was all Peter really needed. He snatched out his wand, and pointed it at Sirius.
"Goodbye, Sirius. Avada Kedavra!" Time seemed to stop. Instead of a bright green light that should've spouted from the wand, a deep navy blue twisted its way around, and Peter registered in astonished surprise that the beam was headed for him.

Time chose this moment to speed up, and Peter quickly transformed. Right before he transformed, he cut off part of his finger, to fake his own death. He felt immense pain in his finger, and then it was gone. He dropped down, low into rat form. And he came face to face with his severed finger. Peter's beady black rat eyes widened, and he backed away.

Suddenly, a huge bang bounced around above Peter's head, and he looked up. his wand had shot a wave of blue beam in all directions. Peter ran as fast as his legs could carry him, towards, the sewer, he slid in—and when he chanced a small glance at the street he had left behind, all he saw was blue.

Peter, you have betrayed them.

As Peter looked once more to the blue storm of the street he had left, he could only agree morosely with the voice. He had betrayed them. But at least Sirius would get what he deserved.

With that, Peter scurried through the sewer pipes, until he came to another grate. There, he slipped out and concentrated on becoming himself again. But the changes didn't come. Peter tried many times, and failed. He had become stuck, the one thing that was warned to all Animagi when they registered. Never involve your animalian self in a curse, or risk becoming stuck.

Meanwhile, in a small, dark, Azkaban cell, Sirius Black was troubled thoughts. The Dementors created an atmosphere that made him remember every bad thing that had ever happened to him. He started to worry about his wife, his child, his life. He couldn't help but think about how his fellow Marauder had betrayed his best friends.

"I am innocent," Sirius told himself firmly. "Peter is to blame. I must get out…find…Peter…"

"For years, I watched you two grow to each other. Lily, I know that you didn't always like James, but you always loved him. I could tell from your eyes. Your emerald green eyes that will live on with your son. James, your messy hair, and I'm sure your skills and charm will rise in young Harry as well. You both loved each other very much, everyone knew that. You were very loved by others as well. I'm sure that your friends will be heartbroken when they hear the news. You two were wonderful parents, obviously, by the way Harry reacted to the situation. I'm positive that he will never forget you. You know, James, I knew you liked Lily from your first day at Hogwarts. I saw your jaw drop and your face light up in awe as she walked to the stool in front of the school. For the next seven years, I watched as you tried to use your Potters' charm to win her heart. Lily, I watched as you pushed him away for six years. After Christmas break, I saw your eyes open to him. You still acted as though nothing had changed, but your look on him was completely different. After you two didn't do anything to help move this along, I took things into my own hands.

"I set you up as the Head Boy and Head Girl. Lily, you were very deserving of this position. James, my boy, you were never a prefect. I had always hoped Mr. Lupin would help you and Sirius become less arrogant. I also hoped he would help you stop hexing Mr. Snape. Because Remus suit the position perfectly, I should have made him Head Boy. However, I made you Head Boy. Why? Well, Mr. Potter, I wanted you and Lily to learn to work together. I knew that, given time, you two would grow to love each other, and I was right. I could see through both of your acts that you were completely in love with each other. Falling in love at such a young age helped you both to become the wonderful people that you were. My plan worked to its full extent.

Time passed and I saw you both marry, and have young Harry. I feared for both of your lives, and Harry's. Tonight, when I found out that you were both gone from my life, I felt extremely broken down. I feel it is my duty to keep Harry safe. I can guarantee that he will go to Hogwarts when he turns 11 years old. I promise you, that he will be safe. I am placing him at his Aunt and Uncles' house, where he will be safe. As long as he can call it home, then he will be safe. A charm will be placed on the house, a charm that not even Voldemort, if he returns, will be able to break. It is because of you, Lily, that your son is alive right now. Because you died to save him, he will live on. You were both wonderful parents, great friends, great students, and amazing people. We will miss you very much, I know I will. Your son will live on in your memory, and I can assure you he will be taken care of. Be prepared, Lily and James, because your son will do great things. He already shows the magic in him, I could see it in his eyes, just like I saw the love that you two had when you were at Hogwarts. Watch over us all, Lily, James, because I know that we will all need it. Thank you for everything that you ever did for the wizarding world, your unselfishness was much needed and appreciated. You two were the most amazing witch and wizard that I had seen in a long time at Hogwarts. Thank you. I love you both very much, and I can assure you that I will love your son too. Goodbye, Lily, James. We will miss you."

With a flick of his wand, Lily and James disappeared from their floor by the stairs. They would be known to appear in the Auror graveyard. Dumbledore took one last look around the house, and disapparated to Privet Drive.