This is literally just my dr but I made it a fanfic. When two-month-old July is orphaned at the hands of her psychotic mother, Lily Potter comes to the rescue and saves her life. After spending weeks in the hospital, Lily and James decide that they need to adopt July. They live a happy life for almost a year before terror strikes again and James and Lily die at the hands of the villainous dark lord, Voldemort. July and Harry sit next to each other in their crib, confused and alone when Voldemort strikes them with the Killing Curse. They survive and he perished and- Well, you know the rest. Or do you?