A retelling of the Harry Potter Series where surviving intact is the number one priority and scars are not always stories we see written on the bodies of those they inhabit. Harry and co have to navigate a Second Wizarding World, for some, this is a new experience but for others, this is a nightmare they hoped would never escape their dreams.
I do not agree with the beliefs of J.K. Rowling nor do I support her.
James and Lily Potter were both killed on October 31st, 1981, by Lord Voldemort. It started out as a normal Halloween. Lily woke up early that morning to bake a pumpkin pie, a tradition that began in her childhood home and one she sought to continue in her own. Her son Harry and husband later joined her. None of the inhabitants of Godrics Hollow knew that just in a few short hours, their lives would forever be changed.
It started off as a simple feeling, something that told them that something wasn't right. They chalked it up to simple paranoia, they were perfectly safe until the moment they realized they weren't.
For James, it was a matter of time. James was killed first as he sought to hold off the Dark Lord, giving his wife time to grab their child and hopefully head to safety. He did not have time, however, to grab his wand, and so he was struck down where he stood at the bottom of the stairs. His eyes were wide open but unseeing as Voldemort made his way past his dead body and toward the two most important people in his life. James Potter would not have the time to say goodbye.
For Lily, it was a matter of choices. Lily was killed in the nursery after she tried to apparate from their home only to find that she was unable to do so. Stuck, she placed her child in his crib and said her last goodbyes before she too was struck down where she stood. However, unlike her husband, Lily was given a choice. A choice to surrender and a choice to live—a choice that required one single thing. She would have to allow the Dark Lord to murder her child. As all mothers should, as all caregivers should, as any decent human being should, Lily Potter refused. Lily Potter never made another choice after that.
The child of James and Lily Potter did not know what was happening. For him, it was a matter of truth. He did not know why his mother grabbed him from his highchair and ran up the stairs. He did not know why there was so much noise. He did not understand that when he saw his mom fall after being struck with a green flash, she would not get up again. He did not know that as the man in the dark cloak raised his stick, a prophecy was slotting itself into place. He had no idea where the man in the dark cloak had gone. He did not know a lot of things, and as he grew older, he would find out that there were some things he wished he never did.
10 years later
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of 4 Privet Drive were proud to say that they were perfectly normal. Thank you very much. They loathed anything that did not fit into their picture-perfect definition of normal. Their definition of normal was going to church on Sundays, living the 1950s way of life despite it being the 1990s, and pretending anything other than normal did not exist. However, the Dursleys had a secret, a secret they tried to keep hidden from their neighbors, from the world, and even from themselves. This secret came in the form of a ten-year-old boy by the name of Harry Potter.
Harry was everything the Dursleys hated; he was everything they feared. You see, Harry Potter was not a normal boy; weird things tended to happen around this young man. He could change the color of a person's hair or regrow his own overnight, a feat his aunt was most displeased with. He could even appear on the roof without meaning to, yes… Harry Potter had weird things happen around him all the time. In some form, Harry knew he was the cause of these mysterious happenings, but soon he had more questions than answers. Little did he know that, within a few weeks, all that was about to change.