Exit from the shadows||HP

Prologue

Fragment of an autobiography "Harry James Potter - end of understatement"

" People who were not in the center of events and who later were not among the people I trusted, did not know that my story began before the tragedy in Godric's Valley, because it all started from the day on which Albus Dumbledore recruited a teacher of Divination and a Potions teacher.

He was the first to question Sybilla Trelawney, whose ancestor was the famous prophetess Kassandra. At first, nothing was happening, and the director was about to leave the room in which he interrogated her when she began to make a real prophecy.

'' Here comes the one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord...

Born of those who have resisted him three times, and will be born when the seventh month is over...

And although the Dark Lord will mark him as equal, he will have the power that the Dark Lord does not know...

And one of them must die at the hand of the other because none can live when the other survives...

The one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord will be born when the seventh month is over...''

Albus heard the prophecy and almost immediately matched my parents and me because my parents resisted Voldemort three times and I was due to be born at the end of July. However, he did not know that Severus Snape, who was one of Voldemort's most faithful servants at that time, had heard half of this prophecy. When the owner of the bar in which the interrogation was fired, Sybilla was in the process of making a prophecy, so he did not hear the part about the marking of the child as an equal. He gave part of the prophecy to Voldemort, but when he learned that it was about Lily, whom he was in love with, he went to Dumbledore and asked for protection. Albus agreed and after explaining my parents the whole situation they hid under the spell of Fidelius, and their guardian was Peter Pettigrew, and not as it was commonly thought Sirius Black, my godfather, who proposed such a change in secret because no one expected that they could entrust such a secret to someone like Peter. However, they did not realize that Peter was a spy on Voldemort's services and gave him this information. That's how we got to the fateful night. To the night my parents died and I survived. Until the night I became the "survivor-boy" [...]

[...] 31 X 1981

It was already past midnight when the peace on the street where I lived with my parents was disturbed by the appearance of Voldemort, a psycho few, and the leader of the dark side who came to kill me. My parents sat in the living room with me because I was a very busy child, so it was difficult to put me to sleep. Dad conjured up clouds of smoke with his wand, and they formed into different shapes while Mum read a book. Their calm was interrupted by a loud bang, to which they jumped from places.

- Lily, take Harry and run! - James shouted, running into the lobby, and my mother followed the order and ran upstairs with me to my room. My father had no chance against Voldemort, so he was quickly hit by a death spell, while the murderer stepped over his body and followed my mother. He found her and she covered me with her own body and showed no fear.

- Stand back, girl! - he said to her, but she stood firmly in place.

- Please spare Harry. I'll leave with him away from the UK... AAAA! - she broke off and shouted because a killing spell hit her.

Some of you probably are unbelievable that I remember so much from that night, but some events will always remain in memory, and this event is just such. I remember that Voldemort came closer to me and looked at me, taking off his hood and smiling with superiority.

- Are you supposed to beat me? ME?! Great Lord Voldemort? - he laughed insanely and pointed his wand at me, then uttered the incantation of a death spell. He did not expect, however, that the spell would bounce off the shield, which arose from the dedication of my parents and hit him. The shield of love and sacrifice is a powerful old magic that is second to none. This is how I became a Boy-who-survived..."

End of the Fragment

Sirius Black first appeared on the scene of this tragedy and with eyes full of tears came inside and fell to his knees next to the body of his best friend, a man who was a brother to him in everything but blood. He cried softly and started at James Potter's dead, familiar sparks. After a moment he came to his senses and in the last gesture of respect with two fingers of his right hand closed his friend's eyes and with a strong beating heart moved over his body into the destroyed home of friends. He climbed the stairs to the ground floor and headed for the destroyed room. There he also fell on his knees next to the body of his friend, whose eyes were frozen in silent pleading. Unable to look at it, he closed her eyes with his fingers and walked over to the cradle in which young Potter sat. He took him in his arms and then apparated to the Ministry, where he submitted to Veritaserum and said what he knew about that night. The care of little Harry was entrusted to him because, as the godfather, he had the greatest right to do so. Sirius did not wait long, he moved to his home, packed the most necessary things, left a short letter to his boyfriend Remus Lupin, who was currently at work, and moved with his godson outside the UK.

For fifteen years these two did not show up in UK, newspapers wrote about their alleged death for unknown reasons. No one knew that during this time the two were gathering allies, acquiring new skills, and planning to return to join the war, which began again after the return of Voldemort, who returned thanks to one of his servants...