OOC/ I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter; if I did, I wouldn't be working for a living. I am just doing this for fun. My story is in a universe where Voldemort gets stopped before Harry's parents are killed. Everything is different, yada yada. Review and comment, Please!

Prologue:

When Voldemort had caught wind of the prophecy about him, his sites were set upon the Potters. He had made a very simple mistake however; he told Severus Snape of his plans. Of course, Lord Voldemort had believed that Snape was a double agent in his favor, but never the less, once Snape went to Dumbledore, and the Dark Lord's plans were revealed, the Order developed their own counterplans.

Sirius Black had been on his way to deliver a very important letter to his best friend James, when he 'ran' into Wormtail. Wormtail had been acting suspicious for a very long time, and the contents of Sirius' letter were falsified, to see if Wormtail had turned his coat.

The conversation was short and ended with Wormtail convincing Padfoot to let him deliver the letter, because Sirius should get back to the Potter's to meet his godson for the first time. With the letter now delivered into, hopefully, their ally's hands, Sirius returned to Godric's Hollow.

The rest of the Order waited in the trap they had set for Wormtail. A group of trusted Death Eaters (Snape included) and Lord Voldemort arrived at the trap in a cottage that was far withdrawn from the world. The Longbottom's, Lupin, Black, Shackbolt, the Weasley's and a few other aurors waited in the shadows. When Lord Voldemort realized the Potter's weren't there, he used the killing curse on Wormtail and disapparated, misjudging who had betrayed him. Several Death Eaters were caught before they could escape as well and the Order of the Phoenix celebrated their first big victory that night.

The blow the Death Eaters and Voldemort took that night staggered their ambitions, but not for long. The Potter child still lived, and the prophecy was specific in what needed to happen. Voldemort leaned upon Snape all the more, for his advice and his secrets.

The Potter's were still in hiding, and Snape assured Voldemort that the only two people that knew where they were located, was Albus Dumbledore, and Potter himself. Voldemort did not have the strength to go after Dumbledore, not without the Hallows, but Voldemort had Snape. Snape was to kill Dumbledore, if he could not get the location from Snape.

Again, the Order had the opportunity to set up a trap, for they could play it as if they had tested Snape for his true colors, but Dumbledore knew it would not work so well again. They needed to draw Voldemort out plain and simple.

The weeks that followed were scary for the Order and their families' as Voldemort targeted them even more ferociously. The days wound up to the climax of Voldemorts' reign of terror. Lily and James Potter had left their infant son in the care of Lily's muggle sister and husband during the war. The entire Order was needed to combat the dark witches and wizards. After a gnarly battle in the wilds of Wizarding World England, both sides suffered casualties, but it ended in a standoff between the Potters, Snape, Black, and Bellatrix Lestrange. Voldemort had suddenly arrived and disarmed Lily, and was about to use that evil, evil curse when Snape saw and intervened. James saw it as well but was too far away, and had been battling Lestrange with his best friend, who did not stop to look at the Dark Lord.

Snape's killing curse caught Voldemort by surprise, and as Lestrange's surprised shriek erupted over the sound of battle, everyone on either side turned to look. Voldemort lay at the feet of Severus Snape, who only had eyes for Lily Potter.

The Death Eaters were arrested and put into Azkaban, Snape received the highest wizard accommodations, but he did not get what he wanted most; Lily Potter. The Potters returned to their home on Godric's Hollow with their son, whom they loved above all else. Sirius Black found a wife, as did Remus Lupin. No one grieved Wormtail, and things were great for everyone.

Harry Potter smiled at the birthday cake before him. His best friend Neville Longbottom sat on his left, with his other friend Ron Weasley, and his slightly older brothers Fred and George the identical twins. Harry was turning 11 today, his sister sat further down on the long table, her hair the same shade as their mother's but with their father's eyes (a constant joke by all of their parent's friends for some reason). Rose turned 8 two days ago, and was slightly jealous of all of her brother's attention, but her favorite friend Ginny (Ron, Fred, and George's little sister) had come over as well. The parents of all of the children were in the next room, getting plates and silverware. When they came back in, Lily and James moved behind Harry and everyone sang him the Birthday song. The chocolate cake with Quidditch decorations was divided up, Harry got the piece with the golden snitch on it—James just knew Harry was going to be a Seeker like his old man.

After the cake had been devoured, the children went outside to play and the adults sat on the porch watching them. Molly and Arthur Weasely held hands as they leaned against the railing, James was seated in a rocking chair with Lily against his lap, Frank and Alice Longbottom sat in a loveseat, their eyes gazing at Neville—he was albeit a little chubby boy, but so was Frank at that age—they had high hopes for him. The crooning of a wolf took the attention of all in the back yard of the potter's but after the large black dog leapt over the high privacy fence, a laugh erupted from Rose and Harry. It was Sirius!

He changed himself out of his animagus form and hugged both Rose and Harry. To Harry, however, he knelt and withdrew a parcel from his jacket. Harry hurriedly ripped it open to reveal a silver hand mirror. He turned it this way, and that, but then looked to Sirius for an explanation.

"I have one just like it at my house, and when you tap it with your wand—when you get your wand—we will be able to communicate. So when you get in trouble at Hogwarts, you can talk to me before your parents, so we can set up a story. How does that sound?" Sirius asked with a cheeky smile towards James and Lily, who laughed.

"Brilliant!" Harry gave his godfather a hug and then ran back to his friends—where upon he joined them in a dog pile of wrestling.

"Moony sends his regards," Sirius said as he hugged all the adults on the porch, "but it is his time of the month again…" The others nodded in understanding.

When the sun set on the horizon, a bonfire was started and the children gathered around the fire, for Sirius to tell the tale of the Wizarding War that all of their parents fought in. Lily didn't like for Harry or Rose to hear them, but James and Sirius liked talking about it, up until the part where—

"Severus Snape threw himself between Lily and Voldemort, and before the Dark Lord could process the betrayal, Snape lifted his wand and did the killing curse!" Sirius raised his voice at the end, causing both Ginny and Rose to scream. Harry and Neville and Ron had wide and impressed eyes—as they always did when they heard the tale—and before they could ask any questions, the Longbottoms came to collect Neville, and the Weasley's for Ginny and Ron. Before they left, Harry gave them all a hand shake (even weird Ginny), and promised to see them tomorrow in Diagon Alley.

It was nearly time for Hogwarts.