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Chapter 3
To say that James was shocked would be an understatement. While everyone else was screaming and yelling, James was frozen to the spot. Voldemort was attacking the Longbottom's house. A spark of happiness went through his heart. That meant that Harry was fine and was not the chosen one. He could be a normal boy, along with Michael and Jonathon.
The happiness of that thought was quickly distinguished when his brain finally caught up with him. Frank and Alice's son was going to die if they didn't do something quick.
Looking around the room, James saw that everyone was in complete and utter panic. People were screaming and crying. Others were running around in circles. James even swore he saw Sirius and Remus run into each other at one point. Seeing no point in getting their attention, he looked to his wife. Lily, being the person that she was, was already trying to calm everyone else down. She moved from person to person, with calm words, telling them they needed to think straight. Currently, she was bent over the prone figure of Sirius, who had his mouth out to one side and eyes glazed over.
Not being as kind to Sirius, Lily summoned and dumped a bucket of water, to wake him from his stupor. The effect was immediate, with Sirius jumping up and shaking his head like a dog, while yelling "What the---", but Lily stopped him with a glare. She then proceeded to wake Remus the same way, with a similar effect.
Once all four could think properly, they looked to Dumbledore. Upon meeting his blue eyes, they saw there was no twinkle in them. Instead there was an icy determination. They then knew what to do. It was quickly decided that Lily would stay behind to get everyone to calm down and help, in addition to taking care of Severus, while the rest of them would floo to the Longbottom's.
Quickly, the three Marauders' and Dumbledore made it over to the fire place, stepping over the prone figure of Snape. Dumbledore went first, stepping into the flames and calling out the Longbottom's house. With a roar of blue fire, he was gone to fight. James went next, then Sirius, and finally Remus.
James was spinning so fast, that he barely remembered to tuck his arms in and hold onto his glasses. Abruptly, he stopped spinning to fall face first onto the floor. Getting up quickly, he dusted soot off of himself and started to run, aiming for where all of the commotion was. Looking around, he saw that he ended up in the kitchen.
All of the knives were gone and there were stains on the wall, which resembled blood and guts. Different places were on fire and a woman was screaming. The commotion was coming from the nursery.
Running up the flight of crumbling stairs, he dashed down the hallway and stopped at the last door on the left. Well, what used to be a door. It was currently off his hinges and burning.
James stopped and barely registered when Sirius and Remus came because he was so engrossed in what was before him. Someone had extended the Nursery. It now was big enough to house an NBA court.
On one side, were men with skull masks and black clothing. They looked desperate and were attacking mercilessly. On the other side was the Order. They looked outnumbered two to one. All of them had cuts somewhere on their body, most on their faces, and they were not scratches. There was an overturned cradle and James could not see a baby.
Looking closer to the Death Eater side, James saw a baby crawling, slowly away from the Order. With Auror reflexes kicking in, James elbowed both of his friends and did a dead sprint to the suicidal baby.
Dodging curses and jumping over bodies of Death Eaters and Order members, James crossed the distance in record time, with Sirius and Remus covering his back. Upon reaching the curious infant, James didn't bother to stop or slow down. Doing a headfirst dive, he grabbed Neville and rolled, using his body as protection so the boy would not be hurt. Springing up, he continued running, hugging Neville like a wide receiver would.
Finally reaching the Light side, James finally became aware of all of his surroundings. Dumbledore was very close, firing spell after spell (some on the border line of dark). The rest of the Order was making out fine, especially since the Death Eaters were really acting desperate. James twitched, really wanting to enter the battle, but not willing to endanger the boy anymore than he already was.
His solution came a minute later, in the form of Remus Lupin. Before Remus could protest, Neville was pushed into his arms, and James and Sirius were off into the fray.
Throwing caution to the wind, the two ran right to the Death Eaters, sending curses ranging from simple body binds, to cutting curses. To soon though, they found themselves back to back, facing a tight circle of pissed off Death Eaters.
Sticking his wand behind himself, Sirius muttered a quick levitation spell at his friend. James, expecting something of this nature, did a flip, landing behind and facing one of the Death Eaters. He then proceeded to trip the Death Eater and pull out his wand, just in time to mutter 'Protego', canceling out a nasty curse that was sent his way.
Meanwhile, Sirius had decided to charge the circle, directly opposite of where James was. Sirius became a flurry of curses, kicks, and punches, while James was going the same thing. Managing to take out three each, before succumbing to the onslaught of persistent Death Eaters, they were happy to be rescued by an angry werewolf and an irritated Lily.
Fighting together, both Sirius and James said, "We can explain", in unison. Remus rolled his eyes at his friends' antics, while Lily gave her famous death glare, which promised pain and a scolding.
As if on cue they heard, "James Potter and Sirius Black! If we weren't in a battle for our lives, I'd tell you what I think of your explanations. Just wait till---".
Lily's voice was cut off as another voice yelled across the room for everyone to hear. "Reinforcements have arrived. Soon the light will fall and the dark shall rule supreme".
Elsewhere.
A cloaked figure was strutting toward an unseen house, alone to those who could not see a lumpy man, trailing behind like an obedient dog.
As the two reached the unseen house, the lump of a man quickly said, "Master this is where it is. Godric's Hollow."
The cloaked figure then smile a toothless smile, as a house suddenly appeared.
"The light shall fall. Tonight, Harry Potter and his brothers shall die".
With this proclamation, the two entered the now unprotected house, forever changing history.