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Chapter Two

After what seemed to be ten minutes, Harry gathered what mental strength he had left, and used it to open his eyes. He looked around the room in utter confusion, not recognizing his surroundings at all. Sensing, that something was off, Harry looked down to check his body. From what Harry saw, it would seem that Harry didn't have much of a body at all. Harry was in the body of an infant. 'This isn't right. I must have over shot it. Well at least the spell worked.' Harry thought wryly.

Realizing that he was in the body of an infant, Harry reexamined the room with haste. Silently praying that this was before his parents were murdered. The room Harry was in, was painted in a light blue color. The walls were decorated with golden snitches, that were apparently charmed to fly around the room. Harry used what strength his infant body could muster, and pulled himself up, craning his neck so that he could see over the top of the bassinet. Once Harry got a good look, it was then he realized, his was not the only one in the room. There was another bassinet in the room, not too far from where his was located. Frustratingly, due to his size, he couldn't even tell if there was another child in the room. Let alone, who's child it might be. From what Harry could tell, it looked like he was in a magical home and nursery. 'I guess I over shot it too far, At least Mum and Dad are still alive. Because if they weren't, I'd already be with those disgusting Muggles.' thought Harry as he lowered himself back down into a position of comfort.

'I wonder' Harry thought as he evened out his breathing. 'Since I am able to think as my adult self, If I can force myself into speaking normal fully formed words.' thought Harry. Harry then attempted to speak. Only a squawk came out. 'Well that failed miserably.' Harry thought wryly. 'It would appear, that the muscles, and vocal cords that enable ones speech are still developing. So much for trying to creep everybody out by speaking as a baby.' Harry mused.

Ten minutes passed, as Harry continued to plot, and think over a course of action. Considering, that he was in his baby selves body, there isn't much that he can do. After stewing in relative silence, Harry did the only thing he could do, to determine his location and just who was there with him. He cried.

Almost immediately, a house-elf popped into the room. The house-elf first went over and peered down into the other bassinet. Apparently, the other baby must have been fine because, the house-elf scurried over towards the infant Harry. The house-elf scooped the infant up in its arms, in an effort to calm the child's cries. Coddling the child failed, so the house-elf laid the child back down, and checked its nappy. Finding nothing in there that would cause the child to fuss, the elf snapped her fingers and a bottle materialized in her tiny brown hand. The elf then proceeded to try and feed the baby. He rejected the bottle. Finally, once the elf had done everything it was instructed to do, the elf popped out of the room with baby Harry still in her arms.

The elf and Harry entered the room with a near silent pop. The elf timidly approached a woman with long straight chocolate brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes, with a porcelain complexion.

"Blinky is sorry Mistress! Young Master would not stop crying." Blinky lamented, as she handed the screaming infant to her Mistress.

The woman took baby Harry from the elf tenderly, all the while cooing gently " Sshhh Harry. God mummy is here now." as she rocked the child gently.

Harry took in the information that he gathered from the woman's words. 'God mum… That must make her Neville's mum… Alice Longbottom.' thought Harry as he pondered over his next course of action. Harry decided to keep crying in a effort to get more information on why he's with his godmother, and not with his Mum and Dad. Harry continued crying that irritating wail, that sounded like a baby foal being tortured.

"Come now baby Harry, You're safe. Now stop with that crying." Alice cooed to Harry as she continued to rock him.

When Alice still couldn't get the boy to settle down, she spoke again. "I wonder what's gotten into you little one?" Alice wondered aloud. "You never used to be this way with me before." Alice frustratingly huffed.

Still, not satisfied with the Intel he was receiving from his godmother, Harry continued to cry.

Soon, it became apparent that Alice was not one to give up easily. Harry expected no less of the woman who stood her ground against the insane Bellatrix Lestrange.

" Harry James Potter!" Alice snapped out in irritation. "James and Lily are in a meeting with The Professor. They'll be back to collect you soon, So will you please cooperate with me until they get you?" Alice pleaded with the child.

Inwardly, Harry was satisfied. 'A babies cry can crack almost anybody.' he thought haughtily. Slowly, Harry stopped his crying, so as to not raise Alice's suspicion of him. 'Although, I wonder what the old man is talking to them about? Most likely informing them that they're targets.' Harry mused.

Once Harry had sufficiently quieted down, Alice softly called out "Blinky"

The house-elf popped back into the room and asked "How can Blinky be of service Mistress?"

"I believe Harry is ready for a bottle now. Would you be so kind as to make one for me?" Alice asked the elf before her.

Blinky happily nodded, and said "Yes Mistress!" as she snapped her fingers. A bottle of milk materialized in one of her brown saggy elfin hands. Blinky then walked over, and handed the bottle over to her mistress. "Would that be all you is needing for now Mistress?" Blinky asked.

"That would be all for now Blinky, Thank you." Alice answered.

"You are too kind Mistress to thank Blinky." Blinky stated before popping out of the room.

Alice shook her head in amusement. She then proceeded to put the bottle up to Harry's mouth to see if he was hungry or not. Apparently, Harry was, because he latched onto the bottle greedily.

As Harry drank from the bottle, he found himself becoming increasingly tired with every swallow that he took. Soon, Harry couldn't resist the pull of sleep. As he fell asleep, the last thing going through his mind, were curses about being stuck in a infants body.

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Harry was woken up by the sound of voices looming over him. Harry gave no notice that he was awake and listened in on the conversation.

"Thanks again Alice for watching Harry for us." A woman's voice spoke. Harry would recognize that voice anywhere. Considering, that he has relived her last moments so many times. The voice belonged to none other than his mother, Lily Potter.

"It was really no problem Lils." Alice said sincerely. "So, what did Dumbledore want to see both you and James for?" Alice asked, the tone of her voice filled with curiosity.

Lily sighed. "How strong are your Occlumency shields?" Lily asked Alice.

Alice released a light chuckle. "They had better be damn strong, considering Frank and I are two of the top ranking Aurors. We can't very well wander around with our minds unprotected." Alice responded haughtily.

"Very well then." Lily responded as she took a breath before continuing on. " Apparently, Dumbledore came across a prophecy that is as follows… "The One with the power to vanquish The Dark Lord has arrived… Born to those who have thrice defied him, Born as the seventh month died. And The Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, But he will have power The Dark Lord knows not. And either must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live while the other survives. The one with the power to vanquish The Dark Lord was born as the seventh month died." Lily stated.

Complete silence followed after Lily finished reciting the prophecy. Inside, Harry was seething. 'So that's how he got them to go into hiding. Twisting the prophecy to his own benefit. I bet he didn't even show them the memory. Manipulative Bastard!' were the thoughts flying through Harry's mind, among other things.

"Wait. Wait. Wait." Alice said in complete shock. "According to what I know, Both Frank and I, and you and James, have defied Voldemort three times. Our sons were born at the end of July. Neville the 30th and Harry the 31st." Alice stated wryly before continuing on. " What I'm wondering is, how come he informed you two, but not Frank and I?" Alice asked of Lily.

" You know, I wondered the exact same thing. So, I asked him, and apparently one of The Dark Lords followers, overheard a small part of the prophecy as it was being spoken by the seer. He then, took what he heard, straight to The Dark Lord. One of Dumbledore's spies came to him and informed him, that he has chosen to attack us instead." Lily explained.

"Is Dumbledore absolutely positive that he can trust this spy?" Alice asked of Lily.

"His exact words were, "I would trust him with my life." Lily responded.

"Then Dumbledore is a fool!" spat Alice.

"My thoughts exactly, Alice." Lily stated passionately.

Harry heard somebody pacing back and forth across the room.

"Look Alice, will you stop pacing?" Lily asked exasperatedly.

"So what else did the esteemed Headmaster want?" Alice asked venom in her tone.

"He suggested that James and I leave Potter Manor, and go under the Fidelius Charm, at the cottage in Godric's Hollow." Lily told her friend.

"What!" Alice exclaimed. "The man truly is a fool. The wards at Potter Manor are impeccable. Nobody can even find the Manor if you don't want them to." Alice stated passionately.

"Well you know how James can be, he was raised to always trust Dumbledore. No matter what. Leader of the light and all." Lily explained.

Alice huffed in irritation. " So you're going to do as Dumbledore says?" asked Alice.

"Honestly Allie, I don't really have a choice in the matter." Lily answered despondently.

"Well can you at least tell me who's going to be the secret keeper, So I can exact revenge upon whoever betrays you if it happens?" Alice asked fire in her tone.

"Peter is going to be the secret keeper, and Dumbledore will perform the spell." Lily answered.

"Why Peter?" Alice asked sadly. She had been hoping that at least she would become secret keeper to ensure her best friends safety.

"Dumbledore said, "That anybody else, would be too obvious." Lily answered sadly.

Alice released a sigh. "I just don't know Lils. The whole thing just doesn't sit right with me." Alice said sorrowfully. " We need to come up with our own plans to be on the safe side." stated Alice.

"I understand that you want to help, I really do." Lily released a sigh before continuing on. "It's just that, we don't have any time before we're going to go into hiding." Lily informed Alice sadly.

"What do you mean you don't have any time?" Alice asked frustration badly disguised in her voice.

"To better protect ourselves, Dumbledore told us tomorrow would be best. That way only a select few will even know why we've disappeared." answered Lily.

Alice huffed in frustration before exclaiming "I need a drink!"

Lily released a exasperated laugh before responding, "As do I my friend, As do I."

Lily then laid her "sleeping" child back down. Kissed him on the forehead and whispered softly "Mummy will be right back."

The two elder witches then left the room leaving Harry alone with his thoughts. 'Interesting. Mum and Alice don't seem to blindly follow Dumbledore after all. Maybe that's how come Mum and Severus were such good friends. She must have some Ravenclaw in her to at least question Dumbledore.' Harry released the baby equivalent of a chuckle. 'It truly is a shame, that after today, nothing will ever be the same for them. Enjoy the drink mum. While you still can.' Harry thought wryly.

After about roughly thirty minutes, Lily came back to collect Harry. Lily put Harry back in his sleeper, little Gryffindor hat, and then proceeded to swaddle him in blankets. Lily carried him over towards the other bassinet, which surprisingly held Neville's still sleeping form. She bent down, kissed him on the forehead, and whispered her goodbyes to her Godson.

Lily then righted herself and Harry, then proceeded to exit the room. Lily then wound herself and Harry through a maze of hallways to reach the stairwell, which took about five minutes in itself. 'What is it with these Pureblood Manors and corridors that can make you lost if you have no clue as to where you are going?' Harry mused. Once down the stairwell, Lily proceeded to the Ante-Chamber opposite of the fireplace, where Alice was waiting for them.

Alice approached them, and gave Lily a hug. She then kissed Harry's forehead, and said a goodbye to her Godson. Alice then whispered something in Lily's ear that Harry couldn't make out. She then stepped away, and said her farewells to Lily.

A crack of apparation later, Harry and Lily were gone.

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The next several hours were pure chaos inside Potter Manor. James and Lily had ordered the house-elves to pack up only necessities. After all, they could always call upon the house-elves of Potter Manor to fetch anything that they would require. The only room that was packed up in its entirety was Harry's Nursery.

All too soon however, it was time to flee to Godric's Hollow. Harry had managed to discover the date when his mother cast the tempus spell. Since it was now after midnight, the date was September the first. 'How Ironic. It looks like they will be casting the Fidelius in broad daylight. How reckless.' Harry thought wryly.

The time spent at Godric's Hollow until the Fidelius charm was to be cast, was highly boring. Soon enough, the Headmaster arrived with Wormtail right behind him. Dumbledore approached the infant, smiled genially down at him with that damned twinkle in his eyes, and exclaimed "Harry, my boy!"

Harry cringed in only a way that an infant could, and expressed his displeasure in the only manner that was available to him. He cried.

Lily looked down at the infant in her arms, then up towards the Headmaster. " Sorry Professor, I guess Harry must be tired." Lily apologized for her sons strange behavior.

"It's alright, My dear Girl." Dumbledore said serenely before turning to speak to James. "Now my boy, should we begin? Not much is necessary on your part however." Dumbledore inquired of the younger man before him.

"Of course Headmaster." James replied, before turning to his wife. " You keep Harry here, we'll be back shortly." James told Lily.

"Naturally." Lily responded trying to keep the ire out of her voice.

James shook his head slightly before turning back to Dumbledore and Wormtail. He then led the two outside the home in order to begin casting the Fidelius charm. Part of Harry was relieved that he wouldn't have to witness that spectacle. It really wasn't that strong of a protection enchantment to begin with. All one needed was to basically consent to putting the safety of ones residence in the secret keepers hands. Really, the things the light considered powerful.

Shortly after, Harry could feel the spell take over. Honestly, the spell cast was so weak, they were practically sitting ducks. But then again, isn't that what the light lord wants? Harry felt sorry that his parents trusted the man unwaveringly. Especially, knowing what was to come.

Eventually, Dumbledore, Wormtail, and his father came back in the house. Dumbledore was pretending as if casting the Fidelius took a big strain from his magic. Wormtail was assuring them that they could trust him with the secret, and that he would die before betraying them. 'Such lies.' Harry scoffed mentally. Finally they said their goodbyes, and Harry couldn't have been happier to see them go.

The days passed by in a monotonous haze. The only interesting days were when they had visitors. The visitors usually consisted of Sirius, Remus, Alice and Frank, for his parents. Little Neville for him. Harry kept track of the days by reading the Daily Prophet at the same time as his mum did while she fed him. He got a kick out of the censored articles, that refused to go into detail on the Death Eater raids.

Finally, the day he had been waiting for had arrived. Part of Harry thought it was wrong to look forward to this day with anticipation. Another stronger part however, relished in it. Nightfall of Samhain couldn't come fast enough. There were no visitors on this day. Only James, Lily and Harry.

Nightfall soon came. Harry felt the strong magical aura of Dark Magic before they even had a hint as to what was going on. The wards came down within seconds. Then they knew. An all too familiar scene began to play out. Father telling mother to take him and run. Her running up the stairs to the nursery. Hurrying to ward the door as best she could. She then placed Harry down in his crib. Moved to stand protectively in front of him. Harry heard the Avada Kedavra, and knew his father was dead. He felt nothing.

It wasn't long before the door exploded off it's hinges and The Dark Lord entered the room.

"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" his mother pleaded.

"Stand aside, you silly girl… Stand aside, now!" the Dark Lord hissed venomously.

"Not Harry, Please No, take me, kill me instead! Please.. Have Mercy, not Harry, Have Mercy!" his mother begged of the Dark lord desperation in her voice.

"I said stand aside, girl!" The Dark Lord all but shouted at her.

"Not Harry, please! I'll do anything!" Lily cried out.

"I said stand aside. You need not die." The Dark Lord fiercely told her.

"No! What's the point of life with my family slaughtered around me? You'll have to kill me to get to my son!" Lily cried defiantly.

"So be it." The Dark Lord raised his wand towards Lily. "Avada Kedavra!" a jet of green light erupted from his wand and hit Lily dead in her chest. She crumpled lifelessly to the ground in front of the crib.

Harry watched the scene unfold with abject neutrality.

The Dark Lord stepped over the lifeless corpse of his mother, and approached the crib. Harry's bright green eyes met the deep crimson red of Voldemort's. Harry released a giggle and then smiled. The act momentarily threw The Dark Lord off. Not for long. He aimed his yew wand at the infant before him. Level to the child's forehead. The Dark Lord hissed out "Avada Kedavra!" A jet of green light hit the child square in the head. What happened next caught the Dark Lord completely by surprise. The curse rebounded onto him, before he had a chance to escape out of the way. His body crumpled to the ground and disappeared. Leaving behind his dark black robes.

Soon a masked Death Eater cautiously entered the room. He took in the scene before him in total shock. Gathering what equilibrium he could, he picked his masters wand up from within the pile of robes on the ground. Then quickly disapparated.

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