A/N: I am not going to go into the life of Lily at the Evans, because nothing important happened. Petunia did resent Lily and was jealous of her, which you all know. Robert and Marcia did not favor Lily over Petunia, they loved the both of them the same. Yes, Petunia is aware that Lily is adopted. No, nobody in the wizarding world is aware of it. Only James knew, and that was only because he and Lily were dating. He didn't tell anyone, not even Sirius. Hopefully, I don't confuse anyone by not going in depth with Lily's younger years.

I'm going to start the story right after Voldemort came for the Potters. I'll just skim through that part, and get to the main story.

CHAPTER ONE

The second the front door of Godric's Hallow blew open Lily knew that they were under attack. Jumping to her feet, she grabbed her wand from her holster, ready to fight. Her husband had also stood and pulled his wand out.

"Lily, go! Go up and get Harry! Get out of here! I'll fight him off!" her young husband hissed at her.

Twenty-year-old Lily hesitated, torn between her husband and her son. In the end, she knew that it was her job as a mother, to protect her defenseless son. James could better defend himself than Harry could...She kissed her husband, putting all of the love into it as she could, before shooting up the stairs, to the nursery.

Upon entering the nursery, Lily raced over to the crib, where her fifteen-month-old son, Harry was. He was wide-awake and crying, having been awoken by the eruption of the front door. She scooped her son up into her arms and held him tightly to her.

"Shh, Harry. Shh, it's going to be okay, love," Lily tried to sooth him, though it was no use. She too, was scared.

As she headed toward the door, it burst open, and Voldemort entered.

"Leave us alone!" she screamed, setting Harry back in the crib and shielding him with her body. "Don't hurt my son! Please, don't hurt him!" she pleaded in desperation.

Voldemort cackled evilly, and pointed his wand threatening at the redheaded woman. "Step aside."

"NO!" she screamed.

"I said, step aside, you foolish girl!" he growled. She refused, and he quickly shot her with a powerful stupefy, knocking her out of the way of the crib, and into the wall, which she hit and bounced off of and came to rest at the foot of the crib, unconscious.

Little Harry gave a loud, angry shriek as he saw his mother get taken down by this evil man before him. His wide and brilliant eyes filled with tears, as the dark wizard grinned down at him, a glint of evil in his crimson red eyes.

"So, this is my prophesized defeater? Pathetic! Nobody can defeat Lord Voldemort!" Voldemort pointed his wand at the toddler and shouted, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

The bright jet of green shot out of the wand and hit Harry in the head with such impact that the little boy flew back in his crib, landing on his back, where he howled in pain as his new wound bled. As the wound gushed, Harry's entire body began to glow the same intense green as the curse he had been hit with. The glowing brightened with every second passed, until it was so bright that Voldemort had to shield his eyes. Then suddenly, the glow slowly lifted upward and above Harry's small form, forming into a very bright orb. It continued to rise, and it continued to glow brightly, until it shot forward at the dark lord. With his eyes closed, Voldemort was unable to see the orb, and therefore did not even try to dodge it. It collided with his chest.

Voldemort screamed in agony, as his body and his soul was torn apart. The separation of his soul and body was like an explosion, setting all the furniture and wood around him on fire, including his own body. The only ones protected from the flames were Harry and Lily, though it looked, to anyone who saw, like Lily's body was engulfed in flames as well. Voldemort's body was incinerated within seconds. His soul, however, fled into the night.

When Lily awoke, she saw Hagrid standing over the crib of her son, with Harry cradled protectively in his arms. She heard him mention the Dursleys, and then she watched as he left with Harry.

As soon as Hagrid was gone, Lily got up from her bed of flames, and rushed down the already burning staircase. The sight that greeted her downstairs broke her heart into millions of pieces. Her beloved husband, dead at the foot of the stairs.

"Oh, James!" she cried in misery. Lily kneeled down and gave her husband a final kiss goodbye, before she Apparated from her burning home, and reappeared in front of Number Four, Privet Drive, the home of her elder muggle sister and her sister's muggle husband and son.

Lily crouched down behind her brother in-law's car, and watched the three figures in front of her. They couldn't see her, for she was hidden behind the vehicles; she knew Dumbledore would try something like this.

She watched silently, as the half-giant Rubeus Hagrid handed a small bundle over to the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, and she watched as the aged wizard placed the sleeping and unaware child on the footstep of the home in which they were all gathered in front of – Number Four, Grimmauld Place. Along with Albus and Hagrid, was Minerva McGonagall, an aging witch. Minerva stood beside the half-giant, scowling angrily at Albus and trying to talk the old man out of his decision.

"No, Minerva, it must be done," Albus Dumbledore argued to his second in command, holding up a hand to stop her protesting. "This is the only way, I'm afraid. He must be kept safe – it's for his own good."

"But Albus..."

"Minerva," sighed Albus, stroking his long silver beard tiredly. "Staying here really is the best for young Mr. Potter. Here, he will not know of his fame, and the Death Eaters still out searching for him will not find him. There are wards all around his house, protecting him from ill-willed persons."

Minerva opened her mouth, but closed it, knowing there was no arguing with the old man. "Fine," she said looking defeated. "But I'm warning you, Albus...If something should happen to the boy while he's here with these foul people, I will never forgive you."

Hagrid sniffled and wiped his face with a hand-towel, which he kept as a handkerchief in his large coat pocket. "Poor little feller."

Albus patted the half-giant's elbow. "There, there, Hagrid."

Lily glared at the headmaster, as she watched as one by one, the three of them disappeared. When there was no sign of anyone else appearing, she left her hiding spot, and hurried over to the bundle. Lily scooped the small sleeping child into her arms and held him close to her chest, cradling him as tears fell down her cheeks.

"Oh Harry," she whispered softly, kissing the baby's head. A chilly wind began to pick up, and she tightened the blanket around the tiny form in her arms. "I'll never let anything happen to you ever again. I swear I'll always protect you. Let's get out of here."

She closed her eyes and disappeared...

Lily knew that, with everyone thinking that she was dead it wouldn't be good to suddenly pop up out of nowhere. She decided she would raise her son where she had always wanted to live – in Italy. Where exactly, she didn't know...

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