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Prologue

Part 3

October 31st 1981

Disclaimer- All rights, characters etc belong to JK Rowling.

A cold chill hung in the air of the cottage causing goosebumps to raise along the naked skin of Lily Potter's back. Slowly, so as not to wake her still slumbering husband she stood up stretching her arms over her head. Only the sounds of crackling flames and James soft snores interrupted the afternoon quiet. James shirt lay in a crumpled heap on the floor, she leaned over picking it up and sliding it on over her head. The scent that was purely James roses up from the red cotton, causing a smile to tug at her lips.

On the ground in front of the fireplaces a pile of what looked like multi colored material lay.

James invisibility cloak.

Picking it up she ran her fingers slowly over it enjoying the silky feel. Gently she shook it out her eyes searching the floor of for a piece of parchment containing a note and finding none.

"That shirt looked better on the floor." James sleepy voice muttered. Lily snorted turning to look at James, he was laying on his stomach, hair messy and glasses perched on the end of his nose. She tossed the silky cloak onto him pouting slightly when it covered the glorious view of his naked bum.

"This was on the floor, no note." James frowned sitting up and running his fingers over the cloak himself. He had loaned it out to Dumblonde a week ago, and had not expected it back so soon.

To Lily's chargrain the cloak covered his lap, although his toned legs and hard chest was a wonderful picture to drool over. She was about to suggest that they ponder the cloak later when a loud cry broke the quiet. With a grin Lily turned and headed towards the nursery "we can ponder that mystery later," she called back. 'Among other things' she added in her mind

Many of the muggles has placed carved pumpkins on their porch, and the glow from the candles made eerie shadows along the lane. Lily lay curled on the couch smiling at James who lay on the floor Harry sitting on his chest. James cloak was laying beside Lily on the couch along with his wand. As night time had come many of the muggles has placed carved pumpkins on their pitches and the glow from the candles made eerie shadows along the lane. Harry has entertained himself as the night came on watching the children run about getting treats. A slight feeling of guilt pesters in the pit of Lily's stomach. Harry should be out there enjoying the evening and claiming treats like everyone else's. Not stuck in the middle of a war hidden away from life with his parents.

With a sigh Lily traces the fabric of the cloak. No answers had presented themselves as to why the cloak had just appeared without a note. James had sent a note off to Dumbledore before sitting down for dinner, with the comment that Dumbledore had likely forgotten to include a note. It was a mystery that would likely keep both of them up that night trying to find an answer.

James has been thrilled with the reappearance if his cloak it meant that he would be able to join Remus for the full moon. Although Remus had asked them to stop coming, James and Sirius had taken turns watching from a distance making sure he was safe. After they had gone in hiding Sirius has taken over.

Harry laughed snatching James glasses and putting them into his mouth. "No Harry," James said trying to dislodge his son from his glasses.

"Mine!" Harry laughed bouncing up and down on James chest. Sitting up James caught Harry as he toppled backwards, fingers gentle digging against his stomach- alarms sounded through the house. Lily's heart jumped to her throat as she jumped up snatching her wand from where it had been sitting on the coffee table.

James jumped to his feet tugging his glasses free from his son grip and shoving them on his face as he shoved Harry at Lily. "Take Harry and run...I'll hold him off. Go!" He insisted when it looked as though his wife was going to argue. He pressed a quick kiss to her lips and then shoved her towards the back of the cottage.

Eyes scanning the room Lily grabbed the cloak before running from the room, as the nursery door slammed shut behind her the front door blew up.

Taking the cloak she wrapped it around Harry, if she could not feel the weight of him in her arms she would not know he was there. Pressing a quick kiss to his head she laid him gentle among the many stuffys he had.

James dodges right from a thrown spell. Bits of wall splintered off, a piece of sharp wood slashed the side of his face. Blood pounded in his ears, the high pitch voice of Voldemort rose and fell. He saw the jet of green fly towards him felt the hair of his neck raises as it passed. The wall behind him weakened by the spells it had already been hit by exploded…."James…." Lily's voice echoed throw his head as the world went black.

"Give me the boy."

"Not Harry, please not Harry." Lily stood her back pressed against the nursery door, arm raised and wand pointing.

Voldemort laughed dodging the curse that was thrown at him "Crucio."

Lily screamed, her body spasming as she fought against the pain. She had felt the pain of this curse before, had bartered and hoped to never feel it again. This time it felt so much worse though, as if her skin was being cooked from the inside out. The pain left her she bent double gasping, shocked to see her wand still gripped in her hand.

"Stand aside!"

"Never! Not Harry, please not Harry…" she brought her wand up, blinking to free her eyes from the dampness there," Avada—-" pain slammed into her body, her feet left the ground and she hit sideways into the wall which buckled.

Through the fog of unconscious Lily saw a flash of green. Could hear the cold merciless laugh and then the shocking silences which followed.

Harry lay among his scattered toys. His face was red and tear streaked as his wails roses and fell, arms and legs fighting to free himself from whatever kept him from moving.

Lily moves slowly, every nerve ending in her body begging for relief from the pain. Her hand searched throw what was left of her sons nursery, heart hammering in her throat. She could hear his wails, felt her lips twisting up even with the tears that soaked her face.

Two loud pops had her freezing hand scrambled for her wand.

Her heart thumped in her throat as she waited ears straining. Harry's wails still rose and fell although they grew more quiet as time went on. The wooden beams of the floor creaked, Lily rolled into her back trying to push herself up onto shaky arms. Her green eyes peered up into the twinkling blue depths of Albus Dumbledore.

"Mrs. Potter." His voice was kind, hands gentle when he moved her hair back from her face. Harry wails has turned to soft and whimpers and cooing.

A large shadow moved passed both Dumbledore and Lily. A moment later then squirming bundle that was her son was pressed into Lily's arms. Tears welled up into her eyes she moved her fingers gentle along her son's forehead, along the lightning bolt scar that now stood out under his bangs.

"It is alright," Dumbledore said kindly, his own finger tracing along the scar.

"James," Lily voice sounded broken to her own ears her her hammering. She could hear the noise of someone rummaging about, knew it was too loud to be James the shadow was to large.

"I have em," Hagrid voice. He kept speaking his voice sounding more and more away as Lily spiraled downwards.

"James," her voice called out her voice startling her son who began to cry and then silence engulfed her.