Hey Guys this is my new Harry and Hermione AU story. Hope you like it.I hopefully will be posting quite often, but with school it could be hard. Anyways, enjoy!

It was late at night at Godric's Hollow on October 31st. Harry Potter was sleeping soundly in his crib. Lily and James Potter were downstairs sleeping on the couch. All seemed well for the Potter's until James started to stir. He heard a noise coming from the front yard. Lily was waking as well. He whispered to Lily,

"Go and get Harry, I'll be right there. It's probably nothing."

She nodded and walked upstairs to get Harry. James crept to the front door, wand in hand, and opened it. Standing in front of him was the most Dark and powerful wizard of all time, Lord Voldemort. James's eyes went wide. He stared into those cold, red eyes, knowing this might be his last moments with his wife and son. Voldemort muttered the two words that were in every wizard's nightmare, "Avada Kedarva." Then everything went black. Those were the last moments of James Potter's life.

Meanwhile upstairs, Lily was holding on to Harry for dear life. She felt something pang in her heart and she knew something happened to James. She looked down at the beautiful baby boy in her arms, couldn't feel anything but love. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs and she prayed that she was wrong and James was walking up and was about to say everything was alright. To be safe, she barricaded the door with anything she could find. The doorknob started to turn. The things in front of the door weren't strong enough to hold whatever or whoever was trying to get in. She braced herself for the worst and then the door opened. She knew who it was right when she saw those blood red eyes.

"No please, kill me! Let Harry live. I'm begging you!" She pleaded. "Stupid mudblood, Harry Potter will be no more." He sneered. With that he pulled out his wand and pointed it at Lily. She turned around, trying to shield Harry from the Dark Lord."Avada Kedarva." He muttered and she was dead. Voldemort started to move up to Harry. Picking up the boy he moved to the door. Holding the child close he muttered,

"You're okay Haden, I'll keep you safe." The boy stopped crying and looked up at the man. He smiled. No a smirk, a smile.

"We're going to go home no my son, nothing can hurt you now." He said. The Dark Lord stepped out of the house and started walking down the path with the boy. Suddenly a person crept out of the shadows and blasted Voldemort with a curse, sending the Dark Lord into oblivion. The person walked over to the boy who was now lying on the old ground crying. Picking him up he said,

"Your father can't hurt anyone anymore little one. Now, off to you uncle and aunt's." The person said.

The next night came around and the boy was brought to the house. He attached a note to Harry and left. Petunia Dursley opened up the door, thinking she heard something and saw a young child there. She picked up the note, leaving Harry sitting there, and read it. Anyone who could have saw her face would have thought that she was finding out that she had cancer. She looked down at the boy with a disgusted face. She call Vernon Dursley and she explained what was going on. She told him that instead of taking him in, they take him an orphanage. Vernon agreed and he drove the boy to the closest orphanage. He told the person there that he couldn't take care of this child and that he needed them to take him. With that he left in quite a rush. The lady at the desk saw a note attached to him saying,

Name: Harry James Potter

Born: July 31st, 1980

She took Harry to a nursery within the orphanage and put him to sleep. She looked at hime with sad eyes, wondering what happened to make that man not want to keep him. She kissed the top of his head and noticed a scar. A lighting shaped scar. She thought that was strange. She thought about how a one year old could get such a specific scar. She shook it off and left to go back to the front desk.

Meanwhile Somewhere in England

The Riddle Manor was chaotic. The Dark Lord had been destroyed by a child. Death Eaters were running around everywhere, in total panic. Lucius Malfoy was trying his best to keep everyone quiet and calm, he knew the truth. People were just starting to clam down when around 150 aurors ran in. They shot multiple spells at the Death Eaters who were clearly caught off guard. They killed around 25 of the Death Eaters, though they didn't want to, and had another 200 round up and sent to Azkaban. Lucius Malfoy managed to get out of the manor before anyone could see or identify him. He apparated to his manor, where his wife, Narcissa and son Draco were. "The Dark Lord is gone, we need to be carful. The Potter's are dead and Haden is gone." Narcissa looked at him in shock and then went up and hugged him, trying not to crush their one year old son in the process.

No one on the dark side that escaped had a pleasant night, and the light side was celebrating. Albus Dumbledore told them the boy who lived saved them and the Dark Lord was gone. They cheered at the thought that if Voldemort ever came back, that Harry Potter would vanquish him. Little did they know how wrong they were. Harry James Potter wouldn't be the savior of Wizarding Britain, no he would be it's downfall.