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"Stand aside, Mudblood." Voldemort snarled at the red-head. He had already killed the husband. Why couldn't he just get to the boy?

"No! Not Harry!" The woman pleaded. "Please! Not Harry!"

"MOVE!" The man shouted, venom lacing the word. He had orimised Snaoe he would try and not kill the woman but the Mudblood was proving to be stubborn and he simply could not have that.

"Not Harry!"

Mentally cursing Snape, Voldemort simply stunned the woman. He could kill the child with no disturbances and Snaoe would get his wish, though why he wanted the Mudblood to live, Voldemort would never understand.

Turning his wand on the small child in the crib, he gave an evil smile. "Time to die, child." A high, shrill cold laugh erupted from his lips as he shouted, "Avada Kedavra!"

The bright green curse flew from his wand and towards the child. Voldemort's gleeful laugh filled the room.

Then the strangest thing happened.

A translucent white stag jumped in front of the boy and guarded him. Where the ghost-stag came from was unknown as the boy was shielded.

The curse flew back, striking Voldemort and essentially destroying him.

Voldemort screamed as he felt his body being ripped to shreds and felt his soul leave his body and fly off.

The small boy smiled as the translucent stag nudged his face sadly. THe stag started fading away, leaving the boy calling, "Dada! Dada!" with tears streaming down his face.


Lily Potter slowly woke. Her first reaction was 'Why am I on the floor?'

Then she remembered. The memories flooded her head as her breathing picked up. The door being blasted down. James telling her to take Harry and run. Hearing James being killed downstairs. Pleading with Voldemort not to hurt Harry. The wand raised and...


Lily turned around in a panic and came face to face with a small boy with a tuft of dark hair and bright green eyes. "Mama!" The child shouted happily.

Lily sighed in relief. She was a widow now but she still had her Harry.

Picking up the child, she stepped over rubble to get out of the house. They needed to get somewhere else. Sirius most likely. Peter had betrayed them and Sirius needed to know.

Choking back a sob when she saw her husbands dead body, she rushed out of the house and into the street. Hot tears rushed down her face as she clutched her son to herself.

"Lily!" She heard a shout. Turning around, she came face to face with Albus Dumbledore. "Are you okay?"

She nodded, choking back more sobs. "James is dead." She whimpered.

"What happened?" Asked Dumbledore.

"Peter must have betrayed us. We switched secret keepers at the last minute." She whispered. "He blasted the door down. James told me to take Harry and run. Voldemort killed him. Voldemort stunned me. I don't know what happened after that."

Dumbledore nodded solemnly. "Let's go to Hogwarts. You can firecall everyone when we get there."

Lily nodded, clutched Harry to herself, and apparated to Hogsmead.


Lily gently rocked back and forth while holding on tightly to Harry as if he woud disappear if she didn't. Her husband was gone. Harry wouldn't grow up with a dad.

"Unca' Pa'foo!" Harry exclaimed loudly. Swerving on the spot, Lily saw Sirius jogging up to her.

Brand new tears rushed down her face as she realised she wold have to tell everyone that James was dead. She had to tell everyone their friend or student was dead, killed by Voldemort.

She set down Harry and hugged Sirius. "Voldemort killed him." She sobbed into his shirt. "He killed James."

She felt Sirius clutch her shirt and freeze. "James is... He's dead?"

Lily let go of him and looked into his eyes before slowly nodding, wiping away tears. "He is."

Sirius slowly walked towards a chair and sat in it, his face emotionless. "What do we do now?" He asked slowly.

Shrugging her shoulders, she answered, "I have no idea."

"You live your life." A soft voice said from behind them. They turned around and saw Dumbledore. "It seem's your son somehow destroyed Voldemort."

Sirius and Lily stared at him with opened mouth. "What!?"

"Your son destoyed Voldemort." He answered calmly. "I do not knoq how so don't ask me."

Still staring at the man before them, Sirius slowly said, "A one year old... defeated Voldemort?"

The man nodded and Sirius picked up Harry and stared at him in awe. "You're going to be an amazing wizard, Harry." He whispered.

So, I guess I need to explain why I have another story up. Here's the explanation.

I got this idea stuck in my head from reading multiple stories. I thought of the idea of Voldemort being just a little bit smarter. He knew that he couldn't afford to lose another follower. He didn't know that Snape had already turned away. He spared Lily. I've never understood why only Lily was said to have died protecting him. James did too. So, instead of it being Lily's sacrifice, It's James'. Harry will still live with Lily though because that's his mother.

I wasn't going to write this story because I have two other stories to write but I sat down to start writing a chapter to one of my stories (It's already posted. I went back to it) and I found myself typing this. The idea will not leave my head. I had to satisfy my brain and write it. Before I knew it, I was a freaking EIGHT CHAPTERS IN!

I had to post it on here. (Don't ask me why, I'm just weird like that.) This chapter is a lot shorter than the rest. The chapters I've written for this story is among the longest chapters I've ever written.

And now, I have writers block for my other stories. I will work on writing them but don't be surprised if I write this one more. SMATNDL only ever get's one review per chapter and on Potter Triplets, I have writers block. This story just came so easily to me I got to include everything I love! Later in the story you'll be getting Protective Twins, Draco angst, and super-duper powerful wizard kids.

I'll explain how they're all powerful when we get there but they're ALL powerful.

I hope this was good. I feel like this story is better than my other ones and while, it's confusing at some parts, I really like it. (I know I'm not the most amazing writer in the world but that's why I write Fanfiction, to get better.) So, if you want to give me tips on writing, feel free to do so.

Yeah, this was a long Authors Note. Sorry.