Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or CSI: NY. I own nothing, I probably never will.

BTW: No reviews for last chapter, why not? Maybe I should abandon this story; I'll give you guys a chance to review if you want me to keep writing, if you don't…

If you do give a shit about this story, this chapter is about Jack Parker a secret agent working for a wizarding spy agency, but he has a very big secret, he's actually James Potter.

Chapter 4: Jack Parker

Yesterday was Halloween, the one year anniversary of their death. His love and his child; both ripped from him in one night. It felt like there was a gaping hole where his heart should be, ever since that fateful day he had never been able to forgive himself. He had survived and they had died.

James had never been able to move on, in a way it was his fault. He had convinced Sirius to trade over with Peter, he had thought Remus was the spy. How could he have been so stupid? Peter had been acting so distant the past year or so all the signs were there, it just seemed so unbelievable that Peter could be a Death Eater. And because of his stupidity his wife and his son were dead.

James fingered the small dagger that was hidden on his side, a couple of transfiguration spells and now if anyone saw him he was Jack Parker, a respected spy working for the Unicorn's Horn, one of the most secret spy organisations in the world, it was a wizarding spy organisation so it was completely unknown by the Muggle population and only a handful of the wizarding population knew about it!

No one knew he was James Potter because James Potter had died along with his wife and child or so everyone thought. The truth was, when Voldemort shot the Avada Kedavra at him, the Gryffindor emblem he had been wearing had absorbed most of the impact leaving him unconscious and Voldemort unaware.

A while after Voldemort had left he had regained consciousness and found the house in ruins, he had hurried to the upstairs bedroom where he had last seen Lily running up to with Harry, he clearly remembered thinking, Merlin, please no. Not them. However his hopes were in vain; Harry was gone, he assumed that Voldemort had taken him with him. And Lily, his sweet beautiful wife was lying dead on the ground, it looked like she had tried to protect Harry from Voldemort, his fingers had gently traced over her cold face before turning around and leaving.

That day James had made two promises, both to himself and to his beloved Lily. One he would never get close to another woman again and two he would do everything in his power to make sure Voldemort paid for what he had done.

If it was the last thing he ever did.

I am so sorry this chapter is so short! I wanted to make it short but dramatic and I think I succeeded!

Please review!! Also my updates will take a lot more time because of school and homework; I will try my best though. I'll try to make up for it during holidays! Now I have a load of homework I need to get on with, until next chapter!

JRK

Also thanks to the lack of reviews I'll just thank the TWO reviews I have EVER gotten for this story!

blueyblonde: At least someone does. Thanks for reviewing! :)

iluvjonasbros: I think I sent you a PM explaining why I can't do that. Anyways thanks for being one of the two people who actually bothered to review. I just realised something, I'm listening to Jonas Bros right now. Ironic. :P