Chapter One
As the family huddle together, the news of Voldemorts defeat spread far and wide. As dawn broke the door to the Potter home was gently opened and a tall thin man with a long silver beard, twinkling eyes behind his half moon glasses and elegant robes whispering around his feet entered. He look around the destroyed room and the twinkle in his eyes diminished. Hoping beyond hope that what he found would not be tragic he began to climb the stairs before him. As he reached the top of the staircase he look left, then right, then straight ahead and sighed. Before him were the Potter family. James looked unconscious, but Lily was cradling Harry in her arms with her eyes closed, her breathing was ragged. She slowly looked up at the sudden noise, fear in her eyes, but when she saw who was standing infront of her, relief flooded her pale face.
She made an attempt to stand; "Albus," she barely whispered.
He waved her to sit down. Lily made a motion toward Harry and Dumbledore bent down and swept him into his arms. He was breathing softly and seemed to be alright, apart from the trickle of blood coming from his new scar. Dumbledore moved his fingers over it and the blood cleared away. He lay Harry down in his crib before moving back toward Lily and James. He helped Lily into bed before pulling out his wand and levitating James to the other side of the bed. As he placed James gently down on the bed the door downstairs was ripped open and the voice of a male could be heard yelling up the stairs,
"James? Lily? PRONGS?"
The panicked voice grew louder and louder as did the boomind footsteps on the stairs. Sirius Black's worried face appeared and his tensed body relaxed slightly as Albus Dumbledore turned to face him, raising one finger toward his mouth, hushing Black. However, as Black looked beyond Dumbledore and saw his best friend's weak body perched up in the bed he rushed over.
"I only just heard, got here as fast as I could. Is they alright?" Black jumbling all his words together looked up at Dumbledore.
"Yes, it appears that the baby is alright, apart from a nasty scar on his forehead given to him by no other than Lord Voldemort," Dumbledore replied calmly.
"What? NO! Voldemort surely didn't try to attack little Harry?" Black spoke astonished as he raced over to Harry's crib and picked up the sleeping baby that lay inside. Like Dumbledore's, his hand moved to the lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Realising that the baby was breathing and sleeping soundly, Sirius moved softly back toward his friends.
"Is James and Lily going to be alright? What's wrong with them, why aren't they waking up?" Sirius questioned as he squeezed James sholdour rather tightly.
"Sirius! Be gentle. You have no idea what they have just been through. I did indeed when I heard believe them all dead when I first heard. I got here as fast as magically possible and to my surprise found Lily cradling Harry on the floor next to an unconscious James. Yes, Sirius, they are alive, but extremely weak. The magic that was performed here tonight was possibly some of the most powerful magic performed in the last few centuries, if not ever. James and Lily used not only their incredible intelligence and magic ability but their love for each other and their son to interfere with Voldemort's curse. I'm surprised it didn't kill them. There is nothing that has made me happier to know that they pulled enough strength together to hold on to life for the few hours before I got here."
Sirius's eyes widened through Dumbledore's explanation.
"Well, what do we do now? We have to get them to a healer, to St. Mungo's, shouldn't we?" Sirius looked up into Dumbledore's blue eyes.
"Now, listen to me carefully, I have performed a few of the strongest healing charms I know, which isn't saying much, this will stop them from getting any worse, however, we do need to get them to a healer. I think it will be safest to apparate to St. Mungo's. Of course you'll have to hold onto young Harry and Lily and I'll take James. Understood?" Dumbledore cast a wary glance at Sirius before taking hold of James and dissapearing with a loud crack.
Sirius picked up Harry and then took hold of Lily with his free arm. He took a last glance around the destroyed home before dissapeared just like Dumbledore, with a loud crack.