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Chapter 2

Flashback, 15 years ago

It was a long and bloody war. A war that started long before Harry was born. A bloodshed between the Dark, led by Lord Voldemort and Light, lead by Albus Dumbledore, now turned into a war for survival, survival for wizards and witches.

The new war started when magical creatures that usually stood out of the wizard's way, rebelled. They rose to fight against centuries of prejudices by the wizards towards them. Rallying under a banner, they banded together and fought the wizards and witches. Surprisingly, the wizards were losing. Between the war among themselves and the magical creatures, the number of wizards is depleting.

Both Voldemort and Dumbledore realized their race were in danger of being wiped out. Wizards suffered the most losses. Thus, both sides agreed for a temporary truce and worked together to fight of the magical creatures. On 31st July 1980, the Dark and Light signed a peace treaty. A temporary truce until the magical creature's war ends. Harry Potter was just born that day.

The wizards fought together and without their civil war, both side forces were equal. The number of battles lost was equal to number of wins. However, a new threat rose, deadlier and more dangerous than magical creatures. Demons.

The fight among the wizards and then, with the magical creatures caused an imbalance in the magic of the world. Rifts began to open. In the beginning, when the Department Of Mysteries reported the appearance of portals that centred in Britain, the wizards thought it was nothing significant. The leader dismissed it as a trivial issue. The origin of the portal was unknown to anyone and it usually opened for a few second and then vanished. However, as the war escalates, the duration of the portal opened gets longer until one day, a portal opened for a few seconds longer, a few damning seconds.

On that day, Lily and James Potter with a one year old Harry was enjoying lunch in the Three Broomsticks at Hogsmeade, one of the safest place left for wizards. The couple was taking a break from the harsh war and wanted to spend the evening with their son, the evening of All Hollow's Eve. There will be a feast at Hogwarts that night and they were planning to attend it.

"Lily, I'm going to Zonko's. I have to get a few things," James said casually while wiping his mouth clean with a tissue, hoping his voice was muffled. Lily, too distracted with Harry who was throwing his food around, just hummed an agreement.

James swiftly left the place and head to Zonko's before his wife could register his words. In his head, dozens of pranks flash through his head for tonight's feast. The school needs some cheering up. The war made everyone gloomy. Maybe a few hair-colouring potions, aging potion here and there, should he ask Sirius for help? Sirius can definitely persuade the house-elves to – James thought stopped and so does his step. He forgot. Sirius was gone.

James clenched his fists, remembering the battle that happened a few months ago. The magical creatures attacked a small magical school at Wales. Sirius's team was one of the team dispatched there. The presence of trolls and lethifolds made the battle a vicious one. However, a lot of the children were saved because of the early distress signal.

When the battle ended with the wizards winning, the place was searched for survivors and the remaining Aurors returned to the ministry. Sirius Black never came back. The search team only found his wand and a large amount of blood. From a glance, an observer could tell the owner of the blood couldn't possibly be alive. Sirius Black was declared dead and his body was never found.

James never accepted his best friend's death. Deep down, he knew Sirius was still alive. His eyes glinted with determination. He will continue his search for Sirius and he won't ever stop. He'll be damned before he gives up on his brother in all but blood.

James continued walking towards Zonko's. His mind suddenly registered the quiet of the village. His battle instinct warned him of danger and with a flick of his wrist, his wand was in his hand. James expanded his magic, covering the entire town and looked around. No magical creatures or enemies. He frowned. He trusted his instincts but he can't sense any malicious intent from anywhere.

'Why am I feeling uneasy?' He thought.

Suddenly, an aura cloaked the village. It was practically screaming evil to James. An explosion occurred in the direction of the Three Broomsticks, followed by more and more explosions. Screams permeated the air. James felt his heart contracted and his stomach twisted in fear.

'LILY!'

James ran towards the bar. Half of the bar was destroyed. Fire crackled and smoke filled James vision. He rushed in and hit a broken table.

"Lily! LILY! HARRY!" He shouted, stumbling over the table.

There was no reply. He ventured deeper into the bar where he left his family. His sight was clouded by smoke and ash. Feeling desperate, James pointed his wand up and twirled. A rush of air and the smoke swirled around him. He slashed his wand down. "EVANESCO."

The smoke vanished instantly and James was treated to a horrific sight. The inside of the bar was destroyed. Broken chairs and tables were strewn everywhere, soaked with blood. Bodies were scattered and to James horror, some of them were missing a lot of body parts.

'What the hell happened here?' He thought.

James spread his magic again and searched for his wife's magic. There. Under the pile of rubble, he sensed his wife and son's magic.

'She's alive,' James let out a relieved breath. 'She's alive. Harry's alive. They're alive.' His mind chanted as he ran towards the pile of rubble.

"Evanesco. Evanesco. Depulso. Depulso." James continued to clear and banish the pieces of woods.

Locks of red hair and then Lily's face showed. James continued to clear the debris. When the last piece of debris gone, James saw Harry, protectively shielded from the rubble with Lily's body. Both were unconscious.

"Lily. Lily. Honey, wake up," James cradled his wife. He pointed his wand and said, "Rennervate."

Lily slowly opened her eyes. "James," she whispered.

"Yes, Lily. It's me."

"Harry?" Lily pushed herself up from her lying position and shook her head, trying to clear the fogginess from her brain while James checked Harry over.

"He's fine, just unconscious. Come on, we've got to get out of here." James helped his wife up while she keeps a strong hold on their son.

They stumbled, trying to find their way out of the ruined bar. James banished pieces of wood that blocked their way. The movements and screams that still permeated the air jerked Harry to awareness. He blinked slowly and rubbed his eye.

"Mama? Papa?" he mumbled.

"Shush, honey. Mama's here and Papa's also here," said Lily as she rubbed circles at her son's back. She adjusted her grip on Harry so his head buried under her neck, effectively shielding his view from the blood and bodies.

James, seeing that Harry was awake, kissed his son on the head and ruffled his hair. "Papa's here and I'll always be here." He spared a smile to his son, glad he was unhurt.

They continued their way outside. "What happened, James? I was eating with Harry and suddenly I felt this presence. It was evil," Lily shuddered. "Even Voldemort's presence doesn't give out that evil. His was dark. And then I saw a sphere or something black heading towards the front. I remembered holding Harry and then none."

James just shook his head. "I don't know."

It was pure chaos outside the ruins of Three Broomsticks. People were screaming and running away from the village. Most of them were heading towards Hogwarts. Buildings across the streets were half-demolished. Fire consumed the shops. James detected the evil aura nearby. In fact, it was just a few feet to his left. He turned and stared. A creature was holding a wizard by the throat.

It was hideous. That much was certain. James analytical mind assessed the creature inside out. It has all the anatomy of humans but its skin was missing. He could see the skeletons covered with bits and pieces of muscles. Sharp claws for fingers and toes, a tail was swishing around at its back. Fangs for teeth and no eyeballs, just a never-ending swirl of black. Two horns protruding from its head. It seems...incomplete.

As James watched, the creature becomes more and more complete. Skin starts to cover it body. Then scales started to appear. A sudden realization dawned on him. Horror gripped his heart.

'Demon' he thought. 'But they can't cross to this realm. A summon?'

The demon continued to grip the villager. James eyes widen as he realized the wizards' aura was diminishing. He could feel it. 'The demon is stealing his magic,' he thought. It would finish feeding anytime and his family was still here.

"Lily, take Harry and go."

"But James-"

"It's my job, Lils. Don't worry. Take Harry and go. To the castle, get help."

"No. Not without you," Lily stubbornly insists.

"Lily. It's dangerous. That- That thing stole magic! Wizard's magic! The more magic it stole, the more powerful it becomes. I don't know how much it stole but I can sense its magic. It's still increasing, even now. Go. I'll buy some time."

"No. Why must it be– James, look out!" While James was distracted with Lily, the demon already finished with its prey. It has its sight on the next victim, which was the nearest to it, the Potter family. The demon thrust a hand and a ball of black energy was sent towards the family.

James whipped around; protectively putting his body in front of his family, at the same time brandished his wand.

"Protego." Two voices cried simultaneously.

The ball of energy met an invincible shield. The energy continued to assault the shield. James poured all his power into maintaining the shield and then, the ball of energy burst. The shockwaves caused James and Lily to be thrown backwards. They land on the pavement hard, a few feet away from the explosion. James head hit a stone and he blacked out. Harry landed on his mother's body with her arms protectively holding him, never loosening their grip. The landing shocked Harry and he started to cry.

Lily tried to sit and regain her balance. The landing knocked the breath out of her lungs. Before Lily can get up properly, the demon appeared in front of her with a flash. The fangs curved in what could pass as a maniacal grin.

"Power," it growled out, extending a hand. Lily watch in horror as the demon reached out to grab Harry. Seeing the clawed hand reaching for him, Harry howled in fright. Tears streamed down his face. He clutched the front of Lily's robe and buried his face in it. Lily hugged Harry tightly to her, her face terrified.

James passed out for a few seconds. He opened his bleary eye and shook his head. His vision swam into focus. A howl alerted him to full awareness. 'HARRY!' his mind screamed at him. What he saw made his blood cold. His wife was laying ten feet from him, her hands clutching Harry tightly to her. The demon was reaching a hand towards his son. His son. A surge of adrenaline flowed through his body. No one touches his family. James scrambled up and ran towards the demon. He aimed a kick demon. As his foot connected with the demon side, he channelled a Blasting Curse. "Confringo."

The demon was thrown away and landed on its back. The surprise attacked made it growl in anger. James helped Lily up.

"Come on, Lily. Let's go." James said urgently. "Hush, Harry. Everything's going to be alright." His voice softens as Harry gave a whimper of fright and put a reassuring hand on his son's back.

Lily and James scrambled away with James half- supporting Lily. A snarl made them stop dead in their tracks. James pushed Lily away.

"Take Harry and go, Lily. I'll hold it off."

Lily adjusted her grip on Harry, laying Harry's head on her shoulder. She tried to apparate but the squeezing sensation didn't come. It was like under the anti-apparation jinx but it's impossible, she wasn't hit by any jinx. Seeing no choice, Lily ran towards the castle. Sounds of explosions and flashes of light followed her. When a cry of pain permeated the air, Lily turned around against her better judgement. Her heart clenched in fear for her husband.

"James!" she cried.

James can feel he was dying. His breath came in shot gasps and his vision began to darken. His stomach or what's left of it was strewn all over him. The magic that the demon hit him was far stronger than he expected. His shield charm didn't last long and he was hit with the streak of black light. As he lay on the pavement, James felt his magic trickling away from him.

'Oh, no you don't. You won't take my magic, you bastard.' Using all the remaining energy he can muster, James performed his last spell.

"By my magic and my blood,

I give it all to my heir."

With a painful smile, James closed his eyes and hoped he brought enough time for his family.

Lily clamped her mouth shut. Tears poured out of her eyes. In her grief and shock, she didn't realize Harry watched as James gets killed. Every little detail was embedded in his mind. Harry tightened his grip on his mother's robe. He buried his face and let out a wail. He was frightened.

Harry's cry snapped Lily out of her grief. 'Harry. He's still alive but James. Dead. Gone – No. Get a grip Lily. Harry needs you. Get Harry to safety and grieve later.' Lily whipped her wand out. With a flourish, she traced runes on the ground. The runes were the most powerful protection charm she knew and one thing's for sure, she's not going to survive till tomorrow. Tracing the runes in a circle, Lily chanted under her breath as tears poured down her face. She won't get to see her son grow up, his first spell, his chubby little face, his smile...She continued chanting, her voice flow like water and power rippled through the air.

As Lily invoked the old magic, the demon left James body and head towards Lily, it was mad. A snarl permeated the air. Harry, sensing the demon aura getting near, whimpered and tried to curl into a ball in Lily's arm. Lily stopped chanting and tried to put Harry in the centre of the rune's circle. Harry cried louder. His face streaked with tears, dust and grime. He hand fisted in Lily's robes and refused to let go of it. Lily put Harry down and kneeled in front of him. Her tears poured more freely as she cupped Harry's face. Lily hold Harry's gaze on her.

"Harry, it's okay. Mommy won't leave you. Mommy will always be here. Be strong, Harry. Mommy and Daddy will always love you," Lily kissed Harry on the forehead. Then, with one hand she held Harry in the circle, the other she started to trace the last of the runes. Her voice continued the chant. The runes symbol began to glow. As Lily finished her last syllable, the runes glow red and with a burst of blinding light, the runes were absorbed into Harry.

A gust of wind alerted Lily to a presence behind her. Before she could turn around, a clawed hand went through her abdomen. Harry's eyes widen in horror. His mouth opened in a silent scream. A hand appeared in front of Lily, covered with blood. Her blood. Lily gasped and coughed. Her magic began to gather as she hung limply, supported by the demons' hand. Knowing what was going to happen, Lily tightened her grip on her wand and whispered.

"By my magic and my blood,

I give it all to my heir."

A tingling sensation awash over her and Lily felt her magic leave her. Even in pain, Lily smiled triumphantly. The demon let out a hiss of anger. Its hand retracted from her body and she fell heavily on top of Harry, bringing them both to the ground with her body covering her son, her head resting beside Harry's whose eyes were wide open with horror. Lily closed her eyes. She felt the last of her energy left her.

"...love you," she whispered with her last breath. I love you, Harry.

Harry's one year old mind couldn't grasp what happened. He saw his Papa covered in red and now his Mama was not moving. He only knew he was scared.

The demon kicked Lily's body aside and reached for Harry. Harry's mouth opened in a silent scream. The monster was coming. He was afraid. He wanted his mama and papa. The monster was coming for him.

"Mama? Papa? Mama..." Tears streaked down Harry's face, as he desperately shook his mother's cold body.

The demon touched Harry and a circle of runes appeared around him. Bright light surrounded them both.

Voldemort and his Death Eaters headed towards the centre of the village. The magic around the village were fluctuating and any form of travelling by either apparition or portkey failed. It was the reason why it took him a long time to reach the village. His eyes scanned his surroundings. There were no sign of any magical creatures. 'What happened?' Buildings were in shambles and the pavement was littered with debris. Bodies littered the ground and some of them were mangled beyond recognition. Voldemort frowned.

'This is not a work of a magical creature. This is different.'

In the clearing ahead, Voldemort saw a figure. It was bending and reaching towards a bundle on the ground. As the distance between them shortened, the Dark Lord brandished his wand.

'Demon,' he hissed. A curse was on his lips.

Before he could utter a syllable, a blinding light covered the demon and a shock wave of pure magic made him stagger backwards. His followers stumbled and a few fell. Gaining his balance quickly, Voldemort moved towards the source of light. His Death Eaters hurriedly follow him. The demon was nowhere to be found and Voldemort felt the magic around the village returning to its normal level.

Voldemort's eyes landed on the bundle. It was a baby and unconscious. The magic used must have taken its toll towards the young body. Voldemort gaze shifted to the body lying next to the baby. He recognized Lily Potter, the flaming red hair only belonged to one person. As he inspect his surrounding further, he saw James Potter body not far from them.

'So this is Harry Potter,' Voldemort mused. He could feel the power practically oozing from the child. His eyes glinted as a plan formed in his head. The Dark Lord turned towards his nearest follower.

"Lucius, take the child back to the headquarters and prepare the blood adoption ritual," he ordered.

Malfoy grey eyes that were the only visible feature on his face widen in surprise for a second before vanishing, reverting back to the emotionless eyes.

"Yes, my Lord." He lifted the baby into his arm and apparated to the Headquarter.

Voldemort crimson eyes fell on Lily Potter's body. "Your son will be my heir," he hissed, taking pleasure from knowing the Potters were a Light family and their son would be as Dark as he could be. He walked away from the body to handle the aftermath of the demon and the arrival of the Order of the Phoenix, a triumphant smirk graced his lips. 'After all, Dark Lords are attracted to power.'

End of Chapter 2

A/N: I'm sorry if there's any mistake. This is the revised chapter. R&R