Author Notes:

Now I think it's obvious that I'm a new writer to Fanfiction; as I go on though I personally noticed a few things that I've worked on. First it's confusing to break up a sentence when the person is still talking, second I should make clearer to what the thoughts are from general text, and third spells should be done in either a bigger font or in bold so its more obvious.

Bold – Spells

Italics-Thoughts

I don't own Harry Potter if I did, then Harry wouldn't have lost his parents, Sirius would have been imprisoned, Remus and Sirius would be happy and in love, but sadly the honour goes to J.K Rowling. This story will contain both Remus/Sirius and Harry/Draco slash, so if you don't like it then I suggest you hit the back button now.

With Lily

Peter grew frustrated with James pointed his wand right into his face and bellowed Avada …" "Expelliarmus!" Sirius cried as he stumbled out of the fireplace followed by Remus, Lily and Dumbledore.

Peter's eyes grew round as he took in the appearance of reinforcements. "You fucking bastard!" Sirius snarled just as Lily screamed "James!" Peter's face morphed into a sneer, his voice dripping with venom "how could I not… I mean you did leave me with the perfect opening."

Sirius roared in fury and lunged at Peter who scrambled towards the direction his own wand had flown to, but Remus was to quick for him and reached the wand first. "Tell us Peter" Dumbledore said quietly, the twinkle in his blue eyes gone. "Tell us you betrayed one of your friends to the Dark Lord."

"Friend?" Peter cried growing hysteric as his eyes darted around for the nearest escape, which seemed impossible as he was surrounded by Remus, Sirius and Dumbledore himself.

"They were never my friends, and they never will imagine me friends with the disgraced Black child, and a werewolf? Not mention a blood traitor that practically stalked a no good mudblood for seven years of his life." Hurt shined in everyone's eyes and they regarded the man that betrayed them. Even to Lily who was next to her husband desperately trying to stop the bleeding.

"Don't you dare!" she sobbed "Don't you dare give up on me now James Potter!" "Whaaaaaaaa" startled the adults looked around desperately for the crying baby. Using the distraction to his advantage Peter grabbed James's discarded wand and transformed into his rat animagus and darting through the hole in the wall.

Furious Sirius quickly changed into padfoot and chased after him. "James… Where's Harry? Is he dead? Please please tell me that monster killed him please." Lily cried growing hysteric.

"He-he's u-nd-er t-he cl-oak." James chocked out, then turning to face Remus "s-s-orry m-oony. I'm so-rry for ev-ery th-ing." Remus dropped to his knees beside his best friend. "Don't worry James's everything's fine I promise okay? You just need to focus on getting better okay." Remus said tears no falling out his eyes.

Padfoot came through the hole once again. Transforming back into his human form "I lost the bastard" he said. "So-r-ry Pa-d-foo-t fo-r ev-ery-th…" James never finished his sentence as the pain and emotional trauma to full effect on his body.

"Dumbledore! Help we need to get him to St. Mungo's" Lily screamed. Dumbledore however has already walked over grabbed James and apparated them there. Healer were scattered every where. "We need some help over here." Dumbledore called and in no time James was set up in hospital room.

Multiple healers were surrounding him to work on the blood still flowing out of his wounds not to mention the damage his body had inflicted on it by continuously being under the Crucio curse. Please Merlin, please don't let my husband die. I don't want to live with out him.

Harry had to been admitted to the hospital but after a through inspection it was concluded that the only thing wrong with him was the scar shaped cut that he had received on his forehead. It had long since been healed, however no matter what spells the healers used, the scar would not disappear.

Four hours later, a healer came out to brief them on James condition. He was stable but critical he had a compound fracture on his left leg. His right arm had nearly been severed, and he had deep gashed that cover most of his chest, luckily that had been attended to soon enough that they would scar.

He also was checked for head trauma, for being under the Crucio however the results turned out that his mind was not badly affected by the torture he sustained. They were allowed to visit but he was still unconscious so they needed to keep their visits short. Lily and Harry went first; they little boy had not uttered a sound since he was admitted to the hospital.

"James, hurry up and wake up. I can't do this without you. I need you hear, what about Harry he needs his father. So please, please wake up." Tears leaked out of her stunning green eyes her flaming red hair framing her delicate face; her shoulders shaking in her grief even as she clung desperately to her child.

As she left the room, Sirius and Remus filled her place, sitting on either side of their friend their heads bowed in grief as well. They took solace in holding hands over their resting friend's body.

"James we should have been their sooner. It could have changes everything... Just one second, just one minute, just one hour. It could have made all the difference and you wouldn't have been lying there" Remus said. "I didn't even get the chance to tell you that all was forgiven James. We should have been there the second we realized that something was wrong."

Sirius whispered tears leaking out his eyes. They stood and left the room pulling the sill crying Lily into there spread arms. They left shortly after shooed away by the healers, where it was decided that Lily and Harry would spending the night with Remus, and Sirius using their spare room.

Every body went through the motions of getting ready for bed even though they were all aware that the only that was going to get any sleep was Harry. Before they could turn in however the floo system roared to life and Dumbledore stepped. He walked up to them looking solemn.

"In Harry's room", he started "the body of the Dark Lord lies. It appears that the prophecy was correct. Harry was the chosen one to stop him." The adults regarded each other in silence, they didn't break into celebrations, to them it was a hollow victory.

Author Notes

Well that's enough for now. However I would appreciate if you would review the story and tell what I'm doing well or what I need to improve on. Thanks confused121.