"James, someone's here."
"I know…stay here."
James Potter slowly stood from the comforts of the sofa and his wife's loving arms, he'd heard the noise downstairs as well as she. He didn't want to admit it but he was worried. How could he not have been. Sirius or Remus would have let him know if they were coming. This, this had an ominous feel about it. Something bad. Not just the something bad you feel time and time again, like something's a miss, this was one of those times you could feel in your bones. Brown eyes looked back once more towards Lily before he slowly crept down the flight of stairs. Long digits reaching for the wand always kept in his back pocket.
Brows of dark chocolate knitted together as the stair creak beneath him. Who ever was there would have been alerted to the sound. Cautiously he made his way until reaching the landing. A dark figure stood near the corner the front door open wide to the cold night air. Heart pounded in his chest, he didn't need the lights to kno