A/N: I'm going to make this clear. I don't own the Harry Potter series or it's characters. That right goes to JK Rowling

Son and Nephew of the Maurders: The Sorcerer's Stone

Unfortunate Night

James couldn't believe his luck. He was supposed to be hiding with his wife and their fifteen-month old son Harry safe, but Peter called him to meet him at his house.

Lily said it was okay for him to go, that she and Harry would be safe. But when James arrived at Peter's house, he didn't find his childhood friend anywhere. In fact, the place seemed deserted. James scoped the entire area, pushing his glasses up his face so he could see better.

At first James didn't find anything as he rubbed his hand through the back his dark messy hair. It been a long time since he done this, but something about this seemed unsettling. Why would Peter call him here?

Then James the living room once more and that's when he noticed the note. It was under a photo of him at 16 along with a fair skin boy with dark hair name Sirius Black—James best friend and Harry's godfather, another kid with sandy hair and somewhat pale compression like he spend a quarter of his life underground or indoors: Remus Lupin, and a cubby short boy who seem edgy: Peter Petegrew.

James took the note and opened it only to find one word: Sorry.

At first James was confused, but he quickly decided that Peter must had to go somewhere else. It did take him a while to agree to go up and Peter always seem to be called off somewhere else—saying it was family matters. So the note must be about that.

James decided to head back to the Potter Cottage. James don't like being away from his wife and son too long with that psycho Voldemort on the loose. He and Lily already had three encounters with the guy, as did Frank and Alice Longbottom. Cause of it Harry, and the Longbottom's son (born a day before Harry) lives were endanger and both families went into hiding.

Sure he has a secure secret keeper, but James still feels like he should be on guard.

James disappeared in a loud Pop and reappear outside the Peaceful village of Godric Hollow—named after one of the founders of Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry's founder's Godric Gryffindor.

James straightened his dark cloak and walked through the village. At the far end of town was a small family size cottage that most muggles—none magical folks, and wizards and witches would ignore because of the magical ward placed on the cottage. But not to those who knows the secret location.

But something was wrong. It was too quiet for a place housing a fifteen month old. The lights in the windows were flickering as if there was some sort of electrical shortage (Lily insisted on having a few muggle items in the house).

James dug out his wand so he be ready for anything and walked in.

…

Inside looked like a disaster zone, as if someone was throwing furnitures just to get destroyed.

Lilly must have charmed the furniture to attack, James thought to himself. His wife was a gifted student and her wand specialize in Charm magic.

"Lilly!" James called.

No answer. Not good.

James snuck up the stairs and saw picture frames blasted off the walls as moving pictures were scattered all over the place.

The first place James checked was Harry's nursery. If there was an attack here, that's where he and Lily go first in order to protect their son.

James opened the door in the far left that served as his and Lily's son's nursery and was welcomed to a gruesome sight.

Sprawled on the floor face first was a young woman with red long hair. She looked as if she was attacked from behind.

James choked as he nearly collapsed on the floor, next to his wife. He leaned down and brought the body close to him as she didn't move or breathe.

"Lilly no…" James sobbed. "Why?"

Suddenly his thoughts were broken when he heard the cry of a toddler. James almost forgot about his son, so when he heard the cries, James gently placed his wife on the ground and raced toward the crib.

There a fifteen month old who looked almost identical to James was crying. On the infant's forehead was a cut in the shape of a lightning bolt, but other than that, he was okay.

James chuckled in relief. He was still grieving over his wife's death, but he was glad to see their son alive.

James scooped up the baby and started calming him down. "It's okay, Harry. Daddy's hear. Daddy got you."

The baby quieted down and opened his eyes, revealing to be green—Lilly's eyes.

Just then James heard someone coming through the door and with one hand grabbed his wand and tuned to see a black greasy hair pale man. Severus Snape.

"YOU!" James growled. "What are you doing here?"

"I should ask you the same, Potter," Severus said. "How is it you're alive?"

"I was called out of the house. I just came back to find my home destroyed and my wife dead," James responded. "But you probably know that. Which one of your Death Eater Buddies did this?"

Severus stopped listening after he heard James brought up Lilly. He looked down at the lifeless body.

"No… he promised she would be spared," Severus said.

"Who?" James responded. "Because whoever it is, I swear, I'll make sure personally they get the Dementor—"

"Voldemort," Severus replied. "He came here personally to kill your son."

James faltered. "That's impossible. Harry's alive! He's right here!" James referred to the baby in his arms. "If Voldemort came to kill Harry, he would be dead!"

The ruckuss had caused the fifteen month old to start bawling once more.

"This is impossible," Severus said.

"I believe it is, Severus." A voice said.

A tall, thin, very old man with silver hair and beard came into the room wearing long robes, purple cloak high-heeled, buckled boots and half moon spectacles over his blue light bright eyes.

"Professor Dumbledore," James lowered his wand, "What brings you here?"

"I came to see what I heard of Voldemort coming here is true," Dumbledore replied. "Which I came to know thanks to Severus here."

Dumbledore patted Severus shoulder.

"What—Dumbledore, have you lost your mind? Severus is a Death Eater! For all we know he did this!" James yelled.

"No James, he didn't. He was the one who came forward to me about Voldemort's plans," Dumbledore said. "He has told me that Voldemort got insight from your Secret Keeper: Sirius Black."

"Sirius didn't have anything to do with this," I said. "Lily and I change secret keepers. Peter is the secret keeper."

"Pettigrew," Severus said.

"I see," Dumbledore responded.

"But Peter wouldn't do this," James argued. "He's…"

James faltered as he realized what the note really meant. Peter purposely call James out of the house.

"If what you say is true, then I'm afraid Peter did," Dumbledore said. "Peter has betrayed you."

James shook his head. "That still doesn't explain why my son is alive? If Voldemort truly came here…"

"He would have attempted to kill Harry, which he has," Dumbledore said. "I believe that cut on your son's forehead is proof."

James found himself looking down at his son—more precisely, the cut.

"How?" Severus asked

"From what I can guess—" Dumbledore asked. "Lilly must have unconsciously cast a charm on Harry strong enough to repel even the killing curse when she sacrificed herself for her son. And by doing so, Voldemort's spell back fired on himself."

James choked back a sob. "Sounds like something Lilly will do."

"James. For the time being, I think it's best you take Harry somewhere safe," Dumbledore said. "At least until everything is resolved."

James nodded. "I'll stop by Sirius place."

"Very well," Dumbledore said. "Meanwhile I better inform the Minister of Magic about this."

Dumbledore left the room leaving only James and Severus.

"I'll be on my way." Severus headed toward the door.

"Did you really ask Voldemort to spare Lily?" James asked.

Severus stopped. "Yes, Potter."

With that the greasy wizard left.

James looked down at his wife. He knew he had to leave soon but he didn't want to leave Lily like this. With a flick of his wand, James conjured a blanket and placed it over his wife's body.

"I'll be back Lily," James promised. "After I get Harry to safety, I'll be back to give you a proper funeral."

Then James looked down at his son, who went from crying to sleeping. "I'll protect you Harry. You won't ever be alone."

A/N: I been wanting to post a Harry Potter fanfiction for a while, and I decided why not now. But fair warning, when I'm finish with 'The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Blood of Olympus' this series will be part of a poll I started up to let the readers pick which one of five of the incompleted stories list that will change monthly.

Any new stories I started while working on the winning poll vote of the month will be worked on along with that story for the month then it will be part of the poll list.