Authors Note: This is my take on the WBWL stories, first fic, hope you enjoy, there won't be much bashing, not really. I don't think so anyway. :)

Two years ago today Oscar Charles Potter the younger twin of Harry James Potter was labelled the boy who lived. The twin brothers were the mere age of one, when Voldemort broke into their home, only for the killing curse to be reflected off the oldest Potter twin. Harry Potter the saviour of the Wizarding world was looked over, cast aside as Albus Dumbledore made the mistake of claiming Oscar Potter as the boy who lived.

It was since that day that James Potter overlooked his oldest son, his rightful heir was cast into the dark, and at first. No one noticed. James didn't hate his oldest son, hate was an exaggeration he simply favoured his younger one. The son who brought him, even more, fame and glory than Lord Potter already had, as nothing and no one could match up to being the father of the boy who lived.

Since the day that Lily and James had attended that meeting, only to return in time for Voldemort to attack there home, Oscar had become the apple of his father's eye and Harry, on the other hand, was to blame for every bad happening. To begin with, James merely ignored his son, but as more time passed James simply saw him as a hindrance rather than his son, he scolded and yelled at the young wizard for anything and everything that he did.

Lily had tried to protect her son the best that she could, but the majority of the time it was to no avail. The more she tried to stand up to her husband, the more he took out on Harry, and then her later. A few times, whilst changing Harry, she found bruises on the young wizard's small body, bruises that made the shape of handprints, which her response was just to cry and simply apologise to her young son for not taking better care of him, and apologising to herself for picking such a man to be her husband.

Now after 2 years of tolerating her husband's cruelty, to both her son and herself, Lily was unsure of what to do. She had heard shouting and had quickly dropped what she was doing to go and investigate and the sight before her was an image she had never wanted to see. Her husband had grabbed her defenceless son's collar and had thrust him against the wall.

Lily could not see the damage done to her young son, but the sight of blood splattered on the wall was enough to confirm her worries. As the young boy pleaded against his father, her anger reached boiling point. Having seen enough she pulled the boy out of James clutches and pressed the trembling boys head against her chest as she backed away from her husband.

"You're not going to hurt my son, and you won't hurt me, not anymore!" she yelled at her husband shielding Harry's eyes from his father's face in a protective manner.

"He gets what he deserves, and so do you, he should have been sent away along time ago but only if you'd see the reason now release him before I make you," ordered James aggressively.

"SHUT UP!" "SHUT UP JAMES POTTER!" screamed Lily. Her husband froze at his wife's sudden outburst.

"You don't deserve having children, I'm taking my leave and I'm taking MY children with me," she demanded making a move for Oscar's bedroom.

"Oh no you don't, Oscars mine," snapped James blocking the door and slamming his wife into the wall just like he did his son, "Touch Oscar and you'll lose Harry for good," he leered, knowing his wife wouldn't stand a chance against the great and powerful Lord Potter in court.

This had been the reason she had stayed around for so long, the fear of losing either one of her sons. James had figured out his wife's weakness and was quite willing to use it against her. The pain at the back of her own head hurt, she dreaded to imagine how much it hurt for her son.

"You will regret this one day James Potter, mark my words you will, and when you do you will get no mercy," she said coolly both her face and voice barred of any emotion.

Lily quickly summoned all of her things into an expanded trunk and apparated out of the house, to the first place she thought of, her parent's old house. Andrew and Elizabeth Evans had been murdered by death eaters two years prior to the end of the first wizarding war. The house was newly owned by a young muggle couple, who fortunately weren't around to see the young red headed wizard apparate to the bottom of their neatly trimmed garden.

She did a quick assessment of her son's injuries to find that his head injury was rather severe and if he didn't receive medical attention soon then the chance of his survival was practically impossible. Lily didn't know what to do, if she went to St Mungo's then they'd ask how it happened, and if she told them, they wouldn't believe her.

The solution to her problem came quicker than she expected. Severus Snape. The only person that she maybe could risk trusting, he hated James and wouldn't grass her up to Dumbledore. With her mind made up, Lily began walking to where she knew spinners end was. She could see the small house, looking perfectly muggle like with all the wards she knew he would have set up to protect him.

Lily reached the wards, and once triggered she saw them ripple. It took only a few seconds for Severus Snape to appear at her side, though her quick marching prevented her from stopping in time before she crashed straight into the man, his wand between them, and shock painted across his pale, long face.

"Lily?!" he gasped in utter shock, the black cloaked wizard, had bags under his eyes and looked like he was over his head in stress.

"Please help me Sev, I don't know what to do," she pleaded with her old friend as she staggered towards him.

"What happened?" he asked still confused as to why she would come to him of all people.

"James Potter happened," she mumbled as her eyes fluttered closed.

'JAMES POTTER DID THIS! THAT SON OF A BITCH!' snapped Snape in his head.

He moved to support his ex-best friend, "Here let me take him?" he asked still unsure as to how much she was going to allow him to help her as he indicated taking her son of her.

She did without hesitation gently pass her son to the death eater. She suddenly felt the world spin, only to realise that he had apparated them into the house, or more specifically his potions lab.

Authors Note: I hope you enjoyed, and I will try to update soon, and on a regular basis. Hope you enjoyed! Taking any plausible suggestions on board, though I have an outline for the fic planned :) PM / Review any suggestions. Thanks for reading!