Chapter 001 - Death of James Potter

War - it never changes. Whether you want to bring chaos and destruction or you are led by some self righteous sense of justice. War only brings death, suffering and destruction. War doesn't differentiate between your age, education, race, ethnicity or if you can use magic or not. War… Never… Changes…

It was during a war, one James Potter returned home after another battle with Death Eaters. Even with the help of his friends from the Order of Phenix they didn't return unscathed. Dumbledore gave them the info from a reliable source that there would be an attack on a Muggle village. Even when they made an ambush the Death Eaters came in such force the battle was evenly matched. During the fights a nasty spell hit Moody and cost him his leg. With him out of the fight and other sustaining minor injuries they cut their losses and decided to pull back.

After many battles, loss of many friends and even the death of his parents who died ambushed in Diagonally, James started to doubt the "non-lethal" policy of the Order. Their own forces dwindled with each dying comrade and Death Eaters were fighting unbound by such moralities and fearless without threat of death. Internally James was happy he succeeded in convincing his wife Lily to stay home and take care of Harry.

After James apparated (An-#1) in the living room of their home in Godric's Hollow. Living in Potter manor after his parents death was too painful to him and Lily. He arrived late in the night since Death Eaters rarely operated in the daylight. He directly went to their bedroom wanting to see his beloved face. On the way there he saw light seeping through an unclosed door to his wife's study. He decided to turn the light off and join his wife shortly. He neared the desk with the lit lamp but as he was about to turn it off some research documents took his attention.

James with a simple glance saw two words "ritual" and "sacrifice". That made him investigate thoroughly, worrying that Lily decided to dabble in some dangerous things. After reading the documents he discovered his wife's research purpose. She was trying to recreate some ancient magic ritual offering complete protection of the target against chosen foe. He thought that Lily wanted to use this ritual as the last line of defence to protect their son. She would rather sacrifice herself willingly to protect Harry.

James looked through all the gathered data about ritual and discovered Lily was done with the research. He thought about their probable last stand and in the course of events he would die first, his wife second and Harry would be last. He read again through the ritual and decided to go through the motions and set everything up so Lily would have that one more line of protection and a chance to live with Harry. He decided to die for them when the time comes and there would be no other way.

After priming the ritual, with all that's left being 'dying in battle', James went to sleep next to his wife and son.

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Two Months Later

Halloween Night

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It was a silent night. Despite the festive nature of Halloween Night nobody was walking the streets. Hidden in the doubius safety of their homes. Surroundings of one such home in the village of Godric's Hollow were unnaturally quiet. All privacy wards were set up with "Muggle Repelling" and "Anti Apparition" ones amongst them. All those preparations for this culminating moment were set because Lady Voldemort didn't want to have any disruptions.

Since one of her followers told her about the prophecy this was the only thing on her mind. After many months of searching, narrowing down targets and waging war she finally was left with only 2 most probable targets. Luck was also on her side since the biggest Coward from the house of Courage gave her the secret of the location to her greater target. She left the other target to her minions and took the last of Potters to kill herself.

With wards set and Floo Network cut off by her spies in the Ministry of Magic Lady Voldemort broke the defensive spells around Potter's home, announcing her presence to the family. With measured stepps she went to the front doors and knocked. *KNOCK* *KNOCK**KNOCK* Sound of knocking cut the silence. It seemed louder than it was because of the lack of other sounds. After a short moment Lady Voldemort knocked again. She was not a savage and she will not blow up the doors. She waited…

James told his wife to get Harry and hide. After checking through the window he knew that his worst nightmares came true. Lady Voldemort was outside their house. The only saving grace was that she came alone and he knew that ritual would work. He went to open the door. She stood before him with a big evil grin on her face.

"Ah, James… Glad to see you… Sadly, I must add it's probably the last time." Lady Voldemort greeted James.

"Voldemort." James almost spat the name out of his mouth, defying the notion of calling her "She Who Cannot Be Named".

Lady Voldemort ignored the underlying insult and continued the conversation while she stepped inside unconcerned about showing her back to the enemy. "I assume Lily is upstairs? Why won't she join us… with 'little Harry'." She said making the purpose of her visit obvious.

James denied her any courtesy. "You will see them over my dead body!".

Lady Voldemort turned over to him with another big grin on her face. "Oh~ I believe that can be arranged."

Fight between them was strangely short but Voldemort didn't even think about it. Blinded by her pride and her goal at hand she didn't notice the slight grin over James face as he laid dead in the middle of the walkway. On her way upstairs she muttered to herself. "Well Severus, I will give her a chance. Nobody can say I'm not a magnanimous Lady.". Each step neared her to her target. Soon she had them in her sight.

"Give me the boy…" Lady Voldemort spoke in an icy tone.

"Harry mama loves you..." Lily ignored Voldemort "dada loves you." After saying what she thought were the last of her words to her son she hugged Harry tightly and turned over to face Lady Voldemort, defiant expression on her face.

"Well, I tried…" Lady Voldemort pointed her yew wand at Lily. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Lily involuntarily closed her eyes hearing the start of incantation. But even through her eyelids she could see the green flash. After it most probably due to shock but after a short while she realized. She could still feel her body. She could hear Harry crying, startled by the scream of Lady Voldemort. Lily looked confused at her son. Soon she noticed a few drops of blood falling from her on Harry's clothes. She checked herself and found she was bleeding from her forehead. Then it dawned on her that James had found her research, that he sacrificed himself for them, for her and she started crying. Crying together with her son.

An-#1 - I googled this sh-it…

Apparate - To appear magically; to teleport to or from a place.

Apparated - Simple past tense and past participle of apparate.

An-#2 - In this sick version of the Potter Franchise Voldemort is a female… I wonder who forgets it first… Me or the readers...