Harry was in his small room at number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging Surrey, waiting for the worst. His uncle loved to beat him every night. Harry found that there was no way around it, and it become ame a way of life. He heard Vernon come up the stairs. It was only 6:00 why were they already done with dinner that he fixed not even 30 minutes ago? Oh well he thought. The door opened with a bang. "There you are you worthless. Freak!" He sputtered as he punched Harry in the face. Harry knew crying would only make it worse, so he kept quiet. The blows continued until he was bleeding and badly bruised, there was possibly some broken bones too. Harry thought that this was going to be his life until he graduates Hogwarts. Little did Harry know, his life was about to change forever.

Godric's Hallow- Present day

James sat up he was lying on the stairs in his destroyed house, well what was his house. Lily! With that he sprinted up the stairs to find Lily on the ground and the nursery empty. He ran over to Lily and held her to his chest. Much to James's surprise, Lily coughed. "Lily, you're ok. No one can hurt you. Ever Again. "James, what about Harry?" She sobbed. "Shhh, You know what?" He said quietly as he rubbed her back. "What?" Lily asked still sobbing. "I have a Huge feeling Harry's not dead. Let's go to Dumbledore." Lily nodded and they fled to Hogwarts. James hunch was right but they never expected to find out what they did.