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Prologue

"Please Bella, I know it's a lot to ask but please, don't make my little Harry with our awful squib sister and her family, they will make him suffer…You-Know-Who will eventually come after him and kill him. He knows the prophecy already…I have foreseen it all, James and I will die." A tear stained red head woman pleaded with a messy black haired woman in a muggle park.

Bellatrix Black sighed, her family had several members that were death eaters and she herself was no stranger when the dark lord, Voldemort had received word of the prophecy that a boy that was born on July would be his downfall. "Sissy, why aren't you trying to change the future if you foresaw all that?" Bella asked. "We can't change the future, its forbidden. James and I have been talking through this, nothing is more important than our Harry…we are ready to die"

Lily Potter retorted with determination in her voice. Bella gave her baby sister a hug and said, "I swear on my life that no harm will come to him as long as I live." Lily could only sob into her older sister's robes.

July 31st, 1980

"He's here, take Harry, I'll hold him off." James Potter yelled at his wife, whilst facing a hooded figure.

"Hold me off, without a wand?" Voldemort thought and snickered as he watched a red headed girl grabbing an infant boy and running up the stairs. "Avada Kedavra." And a green jet of light hit James Potter squarely in the chest, he was dead before dropping to the floor.

Lily could hear the blast from the second floor and cried silently as she knew her husband was gone. However, Harry was still calm, he was not crying and kissed her mother's cheek. "So this is the end?" Lily thought to herself as she stood next to Harry's crib. She tucked her son one last time, planted many kisses on his forehead and face and waited for death to come to her. Voldemort arrived slowly to the second floor, he always liked his prey die a slow death, full of despair and hopelessness. With one flick of his wand, the door blew open. Revealing a red headed woman with her arms protecting the infant in the crib behind her. "Move aside girl, I don't wish to spill any more magical blood." Voldemort sneered at her.

Lily Potter was terrified at her assailant, her emerald eyes bored into his red ones and she responded defiantly, "NO, I WILL NOT." "Ignorant girl." Voldemort sneered and shouted "Avada Kedavra" and Lily Potter was hit by a jet of green light and fell to the ground, dead. To Voldemort's shock, the boy in the crib was still not crying even after the death of his mother, that incensed Voldemort, he was the most powerful wizard that had ever lived, being able to beat death but here was an infant boy that was not crying in fear.

Voldemort pointed the tip of his wand to the infant's forehead and snarled, "Goodbye, Harry Potter….Avada Kedavra." However to the Dark Lord's shock, the jet of green light hit Harry's forehead and rebounded on him instead, and the next thing Voldemort knew, he was bodiless, he was nothing more than a clump of spirits. He stared at the infant, who was still breathing but now had a lightening bolt scar on his forehead and screamed, if he could scream, "This isn't over Potter, I'll be back, more powerful than ever and you will die and everyone you love will suffer." With that the spirit of the Dark Lord retreated into the night.

Ten minutes later, a messy black haired woman apparated into the half destroyed house. Bellatrix Black was shocked, her brother-in-law was dead on the ground and she quickly darted for the second floor and her black eyes were immediately filled up with tears of sadness. Her dead sister Lily, sprawled on the ground in front of a crib, Bella wanted very much to hug the body of her sister and cry but she knew that the manipulative Albus Dumbledore would soon arrive so she went instinctively to the crib and saw her nephew smiling at her, his piercing emerald eyes meeting her violet black ones.

Bella sighed in comfort, and grabbed the boy from his crib and patted him soothingly on the back. Then she felt the infant's lips peck at her cheek and giggled. "I think I can get use to this." Bella thought with a small chuckle, she was never good with handling children but Harry was somehow different, he already made her gloomy life joyful. Bella shrugged off the thoughts and apparated out of the Potter manor.