It was October 31st, 1981. Within Godric's Hollow, there was much laughter and screams of delighted terror. It was Halloween of course and the muggles had no idea what was about to happen this night. Only one house was mostly silent. This house was home to the Potters - Lily, James and their infant son Harry. Currently with them were their good friends Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. However, despite being in good company, the mood within the Potter household was a gloomy one. All four young adults had just figured out that Albus Dumbledore, the man they trusted, was going to have Lily and James sacrificed just so that their son could be a martyr later on in life. Why did Dumbledore want this? So he could have the claim of defeating two Dark wizards. It was also revealed that Peter is actually a spy to Lord Voldemort, under guidance of none other than Dumbledore himself. And so, the four friends were gathered in the living room, Lily and James about to tell their friends what was going to happen.

"So what exactly do you two have in mind, Prongs?" Sirius asks, actually nervous.

"Well, to prevent Albus from getting what he wants, we're going to mess with his plans entirely. My darling Lily came up with the idea," James says. Lily only rolled her green eyes at her husband.

"I found an old ritual that will allow us to send Harry to a safe place until it is time for him to come home. We're hoping by sending him off to this safe place, we can one day bring him back and help him to avoid all of this prophecy stuff," Lily says, looking down at her son.

"Y-you're sending him away?" Remus chokes out, his eyes wide.

"Temporarily. Sadly, it'll be 13 years due to how much magic we are sacrificing. And no, you two are not sacrificing your magic as we have plans for you two," James says, seeing that his best friends were about to speak out. Sirius and Remus remain quiet.

"Afterwards, we are going to drink Draughts of Living Death. We need you two to help fake our deaths and help us stay hidden. We need Albus to think he was partially successful in his plans," Lily explains to the two men. She hands Harry over to Sirius and Remus to give her son's dogfather and honorary uncle a few moments as it would be a while before they all saw little Harry again.

"And we're to act like we had no idea what happened, yes?" Remus asks, looking up for a moment. He gets a nod.

"So Sirius, you better be the dramatic little shit I know you can be when we 'die'," James smirks at Sirius, who in turn snorts.

"I wouldn't be myself if I wasn't hysteric over the death of my brother and sister-in-law," Sirius says. Soon enough, it was time to make the preparations before Voldemort even had a chance to screw up their plans. After Remus and Sirius left, James and Lily took Harry up to his room and go about setting up the ritual. They wait with baby Harry for the Fidelius charm to break and once it does, the two gather up the magic necessary for this ritual. Voldemort blasts the door open, only to be greeted with a blast of blinding light and a green light - the Killing Curse. As Voldemort's body was destroyed and his pitiful soul screeches away, the Potters send their only son away to a safer place. Smiling sadly at one another, Lily and James down their vials of Draught of Living Death, quickly banishing the bottles before slumping to the floor, appearing to be dead.

Dumbledore had been one of the first to arrive on scene and he looks at the house that used to belong to the Potters. He smiled a sad smile. He didn't like that he had to sacrifice the best witch and wizard duo he had seen in a while, but it was necessary for the Greater Good. He steps into the house and walks through it, wondering where the Potters made their last stance. He arrives in the baby room and sees James and Lily laying on the floor dead. His heart hurts a bit seeing the young couple on the ground dead. However, he became alarmed when seeing that young Harry was not there. Albus frowns and looks around carefully. His planned worked.. To an extent. Voldemort was currently no more but young Harry would not be with his aunt and uncle. His attention is pulled back to the entrance upon hearing Sirius. A few moments later, a distressed Sirius appears.

"Where's Harry?! Where's my god son?!" Sirius asks, almost in hysterics. He hoped that James could hear him and was laughing.

"I'm afraid I do not know... I cannot say if he's dead or alive. But he is not here..." Albus says.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT HARRY'S NOT HERE?!" Sirius roared in Albus's face. Another set of footsteps. It was Remus this time.

"He is not here. I got here only moments before you did Sirius," Albus says calmly.

"And you're saying Harry is no where to be found..?" Remus asks, his voice cracking a bit. Albus nods solemnly. Remus looks at Lily's and James's bodies. "We can at least bury them Padfoot..." he whispers.

"This is your fault Albus. I hope you know that," Sirius growls, tears threatening to fall. Damn, he was a good actor. Without another word, Sirius and Remus levitate their "dead" friends bodies and take their wands. It was time for them to do their part so that when Harry did return, he could be reunited with his parents.

~Somewhere in an alternate universe in Japan, 2001...~

Young Harry appeared on the doorstep of a lonely couple. They were the Kurusu's. When they heard a baby's babble, Mrs. Kurusu immediately opened the door, and gasped in shock upon seeing Harry on her doorstep. Quickly looking around, Mrs. Kurusu picks Harry up and brings him inside to her husband. The now happy couple smile as they look at baby Harry and decided they would raise this abandoned child. Harry Potter was no more, and Akira Kurusu is born.