Scarless

Hello, thank you all for reviewing. Angelis Rave, viskit, & Kirril, I am looking forward to seeing the end as much as you are. Can't wait. And gherkin, the reason that there is still Divination ... governmental programs. Thank you all, and here is Chapter 1.

Disclaimer: The idea, characters, places, spells, and all things related to Harry Potter, are property of Ms. J. K. Rowling and Warner brothers. Anything not featured in the books is of my design. This story will have spoilers from the sixth & seventh & pretty much all of the books. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE HARRY POTTER BOOK SERIES, YOU PROBABLY SHOULD NOT READ THIS STORY, but you can if you want to. This story is based on the premise that Voldemort "dies" right out of Hogwarts.

Book 1: The Sorcerer's Stone rewritten or Harry Potter and the Mirror of Erised Prologue: Chapter 1: Godric's Hollow

The sun rose on a tidy little street called Privet Drive and shone on the garden of Number Four Privet Drive. It shone on the perfectly normal house of the perfectly normal family, the Dursley's. However, this story is not about them and so this will probably be the last time that they are mentioned.

This story is about another perfectly normally looking house. But, this house is not as normal as it appears. The Potters, the family that lived there, were anything but normal. They were a magical family. James Potter was a Seeker on the England Eagles, a Quidditch team that he had actually founded. Quidditch is wizarding sport played on broomsticks by two teams of seven players each. Three players are called Chasers and their job is to throw a large red ball called the Quaffle through one of the three hoops at either end of the field. They gain ten points for each time they get it through the hoops. One player is the Keeper and is supposed to guard his or her team's hoops. Then, there are the two Beaters. They are supposed to keep to black balls called Bludgers from hitting the players on their team. The Bludgers are bewitched to try to unseat any players near them. The last player is the Seeker. His job is to catch the tiny Golden Snitch. It flits about the field and is nearly impossible to catch. When the Seeker catches the Snitch, his team earns 150 points and the game ends.

James is tall and has a wild mess of black hair. He has exceptional reflexes and a distinctive stride that some may call a strut. Lily Potter is shorter with red hair and she has a light in her eye that shows that she is not to be pushed around.

Lily is currently in the bedroom of the newest addition to the Potter family, Harry. Harry is a healthy baby boy who is now in the stage of his life where he is curious about everything around him. His mother has been having a wonderful time trying to keep out of where he shouldn't be. He has already found his way into her pantry, onto the roof, into the neighbors back yard, and, just 2 hours ago, was happily zooming through the air on his father's old broomstick. Luckily for Lily, their whole street is occupied by witches and wizards, and old Mr. Poleswith was happy to help her get Harry down. But now Harry is asleep, and Lily is able to sleep herself.

At that moment, James is anything but tired, and is flying at high speed 60 feet from the ground. James turned in air and then called to the three Chasers on the Eagles.

"Folsom, Dorset, Hunter, Fingers in the Rings." The three chasers took off towards the end posts, tossing the ball in between them. About ten feet from the rings, Folsom passed to Dorset then flew forward towards one of the posts. Anglesey, the Keeper, swooped towards him, but Dorset pulled backwards and then Dorset passed to Hunter, who dove in and threw the ball towards the center hoop. Anglesey, who had not yet beaten this superb array of flying, reversed, and spinning sharply, shot towards the ball. She reached out, overextended, and then spun again. The end of her broom smacked the ball and sent it flying towards the other end of the field. James roared his approval.

"Splendid, that is one of the best saves I have seen in a long time." Anglesey blushed, not mentioning that she had nearly fallen of her broom, and that the save had been a complete accident.

"Okay," called James. "That should be enough practice for today. We've all got families to take care of." All of the players headed for the ground.

"Splendid show," called Daniel Terrence, one of the Beaters for the Eagles, who had been sitting in the bleachers, nursing an injured leg. "Not as good as myself but still a good performance."

James laughed then called up to Daniel, "You just focus on healing that leg and we'll handle the flying."

"I wouldn't have to nurse me leg, if you hadn't tried to use a Binding charm at the same time that Dorset summoned the ice." Daniel called back.

"Your leg thawed, didn't it?" James laughed again. Daniel grinned then hobbled down to the changing room.

Hobbling is exactly what Lily Potter felt like doing at that moment. Seconds after Harry had gotten up; he immediately had to be held, bounced, fed, fly on his new broom (a present from Sirius), and had to play with his dragon models, all at the same time. He was a hassle, but she loved him. It was nearing Halloween, a time that Lily had always enjoyed, because it was fun to see the Muggle children take things that were quite scary, and make them seem tame, and almost cute. She had often thought about dressing Harry up and walking him around. Halloween was the one time that wizards could walk around in full robes, and be considered normal. Lily was humming to herself as she pulled Harry out of flue. Suddenly, she felt a chill run through her. It felt like the life had drained from her. The feeling passed, but Harry had grown completely still. Lily lifted him up into her arms. He looked at her face very seriously, and then smiled. He immediately went to sleep. Lily frowned for a moment, and then smiled as she gazed down at Harry. "Sleep tight, Harry." Harry smiled in his sleep.