Albus Dumbledore at in his office staring at a vile filled with a silvery strand of memory. He had seen a lot in his one hundred and thirteen years of life, but he feared what he might see in this memory. Last night all the instruments he had monitoring the potters had sounded the alarms then one by one had fallen silent.

It had started just after he had retuned from the Halloween feast last night. First the instrument monitoring the wards on Potter Cottage had started whistling like mad signaling an attach then had shattered fallen eerily silent and meaning there were no longer any wards protecting the potters. Before Albus could even react the instruments he had monitoring each of the Potters themselves had started whistling. He immediately sent Fawks to fetch Minerva, Filius, and Hagrind so that they could attempt to rescue the Potters. He hadn't thought the chances of them being able to do anything were good, and he was right. Before any of them could reach his office first the instrument monitoring James had fallen silent and broken, then the one monitoring Lilly had done the same thing. He had sat in his chair steering intently at the final monitor waiting for it to do the same all the time hoping for some kind of miracle. Just then his office door had burst open.

"Albus what is it, what's the matter" Minerva demanded

The Headmaster simply pointed at the table now holding the shattered silver cylinders and one still standing upright and whistling madly.

"We need to get everyone together as quickly as possible and get to Godricks Hollow. Filius, Minerva, please alert the order." Albus ordered.

Just as they were about to leave the office everything went quiet and everything froze. They all looked at the table expecting to see the final instrument laying on it's side shattered like the others, but that is not the sight that met their eyes. It was hovering about an inch above the table looking just as it had for the last year.

Before either of the guests could question the Headmaster as to what it could mean a panting and sweating Hagrid entered the office having run from his hut at the edge of the forbidden forest as soon as Fawks had come to him. Professor McGonagall attempted to questing Albus several times but it was useless as nothing could be heard over Hagrids' heavy breathing. Finally once Hagrid had gotten a hold of himself Albus raised his hand to stop them from questioning him.

"Hagrid" he asked "would you please go to Godricks Hollow? I do not believe there is currently any danger there, if you fined young Mr. Potter please bring him to Poppy."

Hagrid simply nodded and walked from the office.

Professor Dumbledore motioned words the seats in front of the desks for the other two to sit. "It would appear that young Mr. Potter is alive and currently in no immediate danger. I believe it would be best to wait until Hagrid returns with him to begin speculation as to what has occurred tonight."

With that he had dismissed the other professors believing that within the hour they would be able to examine Harry and piece together the events of the evening. Now he was nearly dawn and he had more questions than answers. Hagrid had returned with only a vile of memories and a report of James and Lilly obviously dead of the killing curse with no sigh of Harry at all, and finally a black cloak laying on the floor near the boys mother. Dumbledore had no idea what had become of Harry. He hoped that his instrument was correct and Harry was indeed still alive and well, but if that was the case where was he and who had taken him.

With no other choice Dumbledore poured the memory into the pensive, leaned forward and fell head first into the memory with no idea what he would see.

He found himself standing beside Sirius Black in the entry way toPotterCastleas he was greeted by James.

"Pads, what are you doing here? I thought we were going to meet tonight outside the cottage?" Asked James.

"I know, but I've been thinking about your plan and was wondering if it wouldn't be better if we tried to confuse everyone. I know Lilly doesn't like Peter much, but what do you think of making him your secret keeper and telling everyone it's me? That way even if we are right about a spy in the order nobody will know where to look. Everything else will be just like we planned. We'll all still go into hiding just like we planned, but this way Voldemort won't know who your secret keeper is."

James paused for a moment while thinking "I'll Talk to Lilly about it once she gets done putting Harry down for his nap. Want to go for a little run?"

Sirius got a huge grin on his face and the both took off running out the door.

The scene dissolved and when it reformed he found himself standing in front of the cottage with James, Lilly (holding Harry), Sirius, Peter, and himself. Strangely the Headmaster had no recollection of these events.

He watched as James stepped up to his memory self "Professor, I know we told you at the last order meeting that Sirius was going to be our secret keeper, but we have decided that it would be wiser for peter to take on that role."

"Of course, a wise precaution, and I promise no to tell anyone of the change." He then watched himself going threw the complex ritual to place the charm on the cottage.

Memory Dumbledore finished the charm and faced the four "Is there anything else I can do for you tonight?"

Lilly looked him in the eye and smiled sadly "Yes there is Professor, and I'm sorry."

Faster than Dumbledore could believe Lilly had her wand out and pointed at his memory self and he heard a single word "Obliviate"

Dumbledore found himself sitting back in his office utterly shocked at what he had witnessed. Everyone 'knew' that Sirius had been the Potters secret keeper, the manhunt had already started on his orders. Now he found that not only was Peter the Potters secret keeper, but they had gone so far as to oblivite him to keep the secret keepers true identity secret. He would have to go to the ministry soon and get this sorted out.

This still didn't answer all of his questions. It now seemed likely that Harry was with Sirius, but where they had gone was still a mystery. He had tried everything he knew during the night to locate Harry, but had had no success. He could only hope that Sirius would return soon so he could place the boy with his Aunt and Uncle and erect the blood wards that would be able to keep him safe in the Muggle world before any harm could come to him. Despite everything Sirius had done he still did not trust him completely, his family had a history of being mentally unstable and even the best of them had dabbled in the dark arts.

Deciding there was nothing he could do but wait and hope Dumbledore collected the memory and flooed to the ministry to set things strait with the aurors so that they could change the target of their man hunt.

NOTE: Well, now that the set up is over It's time for the story to begin. How am I doing?