A/N: I started this new story because this idea won't get out of my head unless I write it down. I was inspired by many "wrong chosen one" stories and where Harry becomes Voldemort's heir. I hope my story is different from the others. I hope people like this story and I am still continuing The Maiden and Her Son

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter. I am just borrowing her characters!

January 1979

"Goddammit, Sirius, what the hell?"

"Remus, love, it wasn't what you saw!"

Remus, the resident werewolf, stared angrily at Sirius. His control over the beast inside him was wearing thin, and at that moment, Remus wanted nothing more than to tear apart the girl inside his room. The usually calm man was in a blinding rage, and his amber eyes sparkled with frustration, anger, and hurt.

What did you expect, a werewolf not being hurt that his mate had slept with another?

Sirius, dark, tall, and handsome, was, on the other hand, desperate and scared. It was a one night thing with the girl inside his bedroom. It was a foolish mistake, caused by the fact that his mate was always away, always looking for something more, and something that apparently Sirius could never understand. Sirius mentally scolded himself, Remus's number one prime concern was always Sirius, and he managed to screw that up by acting like his old, immature self. Remus, though, was going to understand, right?

"Remus, please don't look at me like that. It was a mistake, a stupid, stupid mistake."

Remus started to tremble, a part of him wanted to kill the floozy inside his room and another part of him wanted to hurt Sirius, to remind Sirius that he did only belong to Remus and to no one else. Thankfully there was only three weeks before the full moon, and, over the years, Remus learned to control his werewolf impulses. Said werewolf shook his head at his mate.

"No, that wasn't just a stupid mistake," Remus paused, turning away from his mate, "This isn't just a mistake."

Sirius nodded anxiously, not caring what Remus called it, and just wanting to fix everything between the two of them. He stepped forward his beloved werewolf, and wanted to cry when Remus flinched and stepped back. Remus kept on shaking his head in grief, and he ran out the front door.

Sirius chased after him, determined not too late Remus go, but it was too late. Remus reached the apparition point. Sirius stopped and started to yell at Remus. Remus just stared and vanished with a crack.

The girl that remained in their bedroom, the one that Sirius instantly forgot when his beloved stumbled upon them, and the one that Remus wanted to tear apart, hastily picked up her clothing that were on the floor.

While redressing herself, she knew that she had committed a horrid act. She had slept with a man that was basically married, and that "he was drunk and so was I" routine would never excuse it. It was, just as Sirius stated, a stupid mistake. The girl had tears running down her face, crying for the two soul mates that she had ripped apart. Those two had always been meant for each other, everyone at Hogwarts was always, secretly, rooting for Sirius and Remus to get together.

That was part of the problem, though. While at Hogwarts, Sirius had always been the man every girl, and some boys, lusted for. Sirius had been part of a group of four popular Gryffindor boys. James Potter was quite good-looking, but since he only had eyes for Lily Evans, he was usually off-limits. Peter Pettigrew was a stocky, nerdy boy that was adorable, if you were into nerds, but he was the group's basic male cheerleader. Then, there was Remus Lupin. He was cute, boyishly handsome, and very sweet, and unfortunately, was also gay. So, in the end, there was only one hot goy in the group that girls, like her, had a chance with, and that was Sirius Black

So, while the girl was out getting drunk, she noticed the hot, unavailable Mr. Black, and only wanted one night with him. One night with the guy everyone lusted over, and now that night was over, and reality sunk back in her mind. She screwed everything up, just as she always did, and weeks before Lily's birthday. How was she going to tell her closest friend that she could not come and celebrate because she was the reason why Remus and Sirius were over?

The girl walked quietly out of the room, and headed toward the front door. She was ready to yank it open and run for her life. Before she went, a voice called out to her. She turned around to face Sirius Black.

He was sitting down, his head in his hands, and she felt sorry for him. She opened her mouth to say something, but in the end, she knew she had no words to offer him. Sirius, though, looked straight at her, with deadly gray eyes, and she shivered from his cold stare.

"I don't want to ever see you around, Ava. Leave and don't you ever come back. I will kill you if you ever show your face around here."

Ava wanted to brave. She wanted to shout back at Sirius, telling him that she would always see him because of their respective best friends. But Ava was not at all brave, that was a quality she always lacked. There was a reason why she was sorted in the Ravenclaw house; Ava was smart but not brave. So, instead of yelling, Ava just nodded her head and left the apartment the two men had shared.

Ava Williams, a former Ravenclaw and fellow muggleborn to Lily, made a horrible mistake, and she was just going to have to live with that.

July 31st 1980 – August 1st 1980

"Don't worry, Lily, I'm sure she will come."

Lily shook her head, her breathing was faster than normal, and she could not wait before she got these babies out of her.

"She won't come; I haven't talk to Ava face-to-face in nearly a year. She was supposed to come. She was supposed to be here."

James smiled sadly at Lily, not knowing what to exactly say. Sirius scoffed, and James turned to glare at his best friend. Sirius always had something bad to say about Ava, but today, Sirius was just going to have to keep his comment s to himself. Today was special. Today was the day when James was going to be a father.

"What about Remus, is he coming?"

Lily stared frantically at her husband. She wanted everyone that was going to be a part of her children's lives there. That was supposed to be her best friend, Ava, and James's friends: Sirius, Remus, and Peter. James wanted to nod his head, to give Lily the satisfaction that his best friends, his brothers, were going to be there, but he could not. James, himself, did not know if Remus was going to be there. Remus Lupin was drifting slowly away from the group. Even Sirius, Remus's mate, could not explain…or would not explain.

James glanced at Sirius, "Is Remus coming?"

Sirius looked nervous and sad. He shrugged his shoulders and turned away from James. Remus only talked to Sirius when the rest of the group was there. They had not had a one-on-one talk since that night, and it was tearing Sirius into shreds. To have his beloved mate there, but not allowed to speak or touch him was painfully difficult for Sirius. Lily started to groan loudly, her contractions were killing her.

"I swear, Black, I am going to kick your ass when I find out why Remus is not going to come."

Peter patted Sirius on the back, comforting him playfully, "You are so going to die, Padfoot."

Sirius shrugged Peter's hand off, glaring at the three of them. Lily's healer came in, though, before Sirius could say a word.

"Okay, it's time for those babies to come out! Everyone who isn't the husband, please leave the room."

Sirius and Peter left the room after wishing their two friends luck. At the waiting area, Sirius paced back and forth while Peter sat down, looking bored. Sirius was waiting for Remus to show up, so he could corner the werewolf and they can finally talk. Sirius needed Remus in his life, and he knew that Remus could not stand to be apart from Sirius for so long. Suddenly, Albus Dumbledore appeared.

Sirius was surprised, "Hello, Headmaster."

Peter stared at the elder wizard while Dumbledore smiled brightly, "Now, now, Sirius, you may call me Albus, seeing as you have not been in school for over two years."

Sirius smiled sheepishly at Dumbledore, "Sorry, sir, force of habit."

Peter smiled hesitantly at the headmaster, "What are you doing here, sir?"

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with merriment, "In times like these, I feel the most joy when a new child is brought into a world surrounded by people who will love them."

Dumbledore, then, looked around the room and asked, "Where is young Lupin?"

Peter shrugged his shoulders, looking at Sirius. Sirius bit his lip, not knowing what to say. He could not say that Remus was not here because Remus could not stand to even look at Sirius. Then they will all be asking questions on why, and Sirius did not want to admit the fact that he had cheated on the werewolf. Sirius looked down in shame.

"I am right behind you, Professor Dumbledore."

Sirius looked up happily, recognizing the voice immediately. If he was in his dog form, his tail would be wagging excitedly. Remus stood there, saying hello to the three of them, and giving Sirius a quick glance.

Dumbledore smiled brightly, "Good, Good."

Suddenly, James appeared, out of breath, but the four men could see the joy in his eyes.

"It's twin boys. I have twin boys!"

Sirius grabbed James happily, "You are actually a dad, Prongs!"

Peter smiled greatly at his friend, "Congratulations!"

Remus smiled as well, his gentle smile instantly calming James, "Yes, James, Congratulations."

James smiled at everyone, and he turned to Remus with joy, "I'm glad you could make it, Moony. Lily will be happy to see you."

Remus nodded, "I wasn't going to miss this."

James, happy to see that Remus was still Remus, finally noticed Dumbledore, "Sir, I did not know if you were going to be here."

Albus smiled, "Congratulations, James."

James smiled brightly, and he started to jump up and down, making everyone in the room laugh. The Healer appeared outside.

"Lily is asking for you, Mr. Potter."

James's eyes widened, "Right. Everyone come in."

James ran into the room where Lily was. The rest followed him at a slower pace. They saw Lily and James each holding a baby in their arms. Lily looked exhausted but happy, her joy growing when she saw Remus walk in.

"You made it, Remus."

Remus smiled gently, "As I told James, I could not miss this."

Lily smiled happily, holding the child in her arms closely, "This one is Hayden Christopher Potter. We named him after my dad."

James smiled sadly, knowing that was a bittersweet moment as Lily's father died not too long ago. He held the child in his arms closely as well, taking in all of the child's features.

"And this one is Harry James Potter, named after my grandfather."

Sirius nodded knowingly. James promised his dad, not too long after he died, that he would name one of his children after his grandfather. James beckoned for everyone to come closer. Dumbledore stayed behind, though, watching the family closely. Sirius came toward Lily, watching Hayden in fascination. Peter was right behind him.

Remus, on the other hand, was drawn toward Harry. It was like Harry was pulling him in. He watched Harry sleep, marveling at the fact that he looked just like James when he was a baby.

"He could be your twin, James."

James rolled his eyes and laughed, "What are you talking about, Moony?"

Remus laughed quietly, "Your mother used to show your baby pictures, remember? He looks exactly like those pictures."

Harry suddenly opened his eyes, revealing the brilliant green eyes that belong to Lily, "He has your eyes, Lily."

James glanced at Lily, both surprise at Remus's marvel with Harry. Lily nodded, and then looked down at Hayden. She cleared her throat.

"Well, since Ava didn't show up", Lily remarked sadly not noticing the flinch Remus gave or the anger Sirius felt at that name, "I was wondering Sirius if you would be Hayden's godfather."

Sirius nodded happily, "I would like nothing better."

Sirius knew that was an automatic lie. He would gladly give up being Hayden's godfather if Remus would come back to him, but Lily did not need to know that.

James looked at Remus, who was smiling sadly at Harry. "Would you like to hold him, Moony?"

Remus was shocked but nodded, James handed Harry to him, telling him how to hold him. Remus cradled Harry in his arms carefully, caring for the child as if it was his own cub. Dumbledore noticed how Remus was the first of the friends to hold one of the Potter twins. James saw how Remus looked like a natural holding Harry, and he knew that Remus, like Sirius, would give up his life for the boy.

"Moony, would you like to be Harry's godfather?"

Peter glanced sharply at James. Lily was smiling gracefully. Dumbledore looked thoughtful. Sirius, though, was thrilled. If Remus was Harry's godfather, then Remus would come over to the Potters house. Sirius had a chance to corner Remus. Remus looked sadly at James, though, and shook his head.

"I'll be a horrible godfather, Prongs."

James laughed, "You'll make a great godfather, Moony. It's Sirius that I'm worried about."

At that, everyone laughed. Sirius pouted, "Hey, I'll be a great godfather."

Lily giggled, "I'm sure that'll be true."

She, then, handed Hayden over to Sirius, who cradled Hayden carefully. Lily turned toward Remus, one of her closest friends.

"Please, Remus, be Harry's godfather."

Remus looked back at James and then looked at Lily, both faces were earnest. He looked down at the child in his arms, his cub, and he wanted to protect this child from all the horrors of the world. He nodded.

Dumbledore clapped happily, "Wonderful, I will be seeing the five of you later. Congratulations, James and Lily."

Dumbledore stopped clapping, though, and asked, "Lily, which twin is the oldest?"

Lily did not look from Hayden, who was still in Sirius's arms, while answering, "Hayden."

"What time was he born?"

Lily looked away from Hayden and toward her former headmaster, "11:59 p.m., sir, Harry was born at midnight."

August 15, 1980

Ava screamed, her contractions growing worse and worse. Unlike her friend, Lily, she had no husband to comfort her, and she had no friends waiting patiently outside. Ava was all alone.

Ava found out she was pregnant two months after the fiasco at Black's apartment. She had not had sex with anyone after Black. She was too depressed and was drinking heavily. A month after she found out she was pregnant, she went to Black. That conversation did not go well.

(Flashback)

"I told you to not come here."

"I just want to talk."

Sirius stared at her, not allowing her in his home. Ava looked nervously at him, noticing the dark circles under his eyes and the red eyes. She felt more depressed than ever, she did this to him.

"Get out, Williams, or I will kill you."

Ava did not doubt that fact, but she needed to talk to him. Lily always told her that the only way to get news to the pig-headed Black was to use the blunt approach.

"I'm pregnant."

There was silence. Ava looked everywhere except at Sirius. Then he laughed, and it was not his usual carefree bark-like laugh. It was a depressing, cynical, harsh laugh that reminded her of the laugh that Bellatrix Black had when she was laughing at someone's pain. It was a Black laugh, and Ava was afraid that her child would inherit it.

"So what?"

Ava looked up sharply at Sirius, "I just though you would want to know."

"Why? That thing isn't mine." Sirius looked at her hatefully.

Ava was confused, "What are you talking –

Sirius cut her off, "I'm not stupid. You are just a fucking whore. That kid inside of you could be anyone's, but you want to pin it on me. You want to see me suffer."

Ava shook her head, ready to tell him that was not true. Sirius scoffed and headed back inside.

"Get out before I kill you."

Ava wanted to cry, but she knew that it was useless. He slammed the door in her face, and she turned around and headed back. She was now all alone.

(Flashback)

"Ms. Williams, it's time."

Ava nodded unhappily. She was waiting for the moment for these children to get out of her. Like her friend, Lily, Ava found that she was going to have twins. Unlike Lily, though, she was going to have a boy and a girl. It did not matter, though, for Ava was going to give up the children for adoption.

If Black didn't want them, why should she?

The Healer tried to calm her down, but Ava was hysterical. She just wanted these babies out of her, so she can leave. She did not want this hell anymore…

"Ms. Williams, Ms. Williams…"

Ava woke up groggily, not remembering when she blacked out. "What…"

"You became unconscious so I had to do an emergency c-section."

Ava shook her head slowly, trying to remember where she was. She, then, remember her babies.

"The babies…Where…"

The Healer smiled kindly at Ava, "Your babies are fine and healthy. Would you like to hold them?"

Ava wanted to say no, she wanted to tell the damn Healer to take them away from her. But a part of Ava wanted to hold her children. The motherly side that kept on emerging inside of her wanted to see if her children. The Healer took Ava's silence as a yes, and brought out the twins. The Healer showed Ava how to hold her twins, and Ava just nodded. When the babies were placed in her arms, Ava felt complete, as if she was only on earth to hold her children. Maybe this is how mothers felt when they held their newborn baby in their arms.

The healer smiled, "What will you name them?"

Ava was astonished at her new feelings toward her babies. She always believed that she was going to give up the children, but now, she would not let anyone take away her babies. So now she was stuck, what will she name these babies in her arms?

Ava did not want her children to be affiliated with the Black family. She did not want them to have any part of Sirius Black, even if they were his children as well. Yet, she felt that she needed for them to know about their heritage, that they were half-bloods. She wanted to teach them about muggles, but she also knew that they would soon find out that they are also a part of the Noble House of Black. It was then, that Ava remembered a conversation she had with a Black.

(Flashback)

"Hello, Narcissa."

Narcissa Black looked distastefully at Ava before nodding. Ava rolled her eyes, not liking that her Astronomy class held both Slytherins and Ravenclaws. She also did not like that her partner was a pure-blood Slytherin who hated all muggles, yet Narcissa did not talk to her like she wanted to kill Ava. Ava shrugged off her thoughts, and focus on her work. The silence was not uncomfortable, but it was not comfortable either. Ava, while looking at her sheet with star constellations, noticed the Bellatrix's name. Narcissa saw Ava taking a glance at her.

"All Blacks are named after stars. It is tradition."

(Flashback)

Ava bit her lip, remembering the stars from her chart long ago, and she knew that Sirius would definitely go against that tradition. Sirius was the white sheep in the Black family, he was sorted into Gryffindor, he refused to marry into the Greengrass family, and he ran away from home to live with the Potters, who were the exact opposite of the Blacks. Sirius would never allow his children to follow the Black's name tradition.

Which is why Ava would, Ava smiled at the healer, "His name is Cepheus Anthony Williams and her name is Cassiopeia Alyssa Williams."

The healer wrote them down, using light magic, and handed the newly birth certificate to Ava. She, then, took Ava's babies away and placed them in the cot that was beside Ava. Ava took a deep breath, reaching for her wand, and closing her eyes. The healer noticed Ava's distress, and walked toward her.

"Is everything okay, Ms. Williams?"

Ava opened her eyes slowly and smiled sadly, "I'm sorry."

The healer was confused, "Excuse me –

"Obliviate."

The healer's mind cleared and Ava muttered, "You never met Ava Williams or help give birth to twins. You last remember going to work."

Ava, then, summoned a sleeping draught, and poured it down the healer's throat. The healer slumped down. Ava gathered her strength and got up from the bed. She tidy up the room and then gathered her children.

Maybe that is why Narcissa did not mind Ava; Ava used any means necessary to complete her goals, even if that meant wiping the memory of an innocent healer.

October 31st, 1981

"C'mon, Lily, we're going to be late."

Lily smiled at James's cries. She glanced down at Hayden's and Harry's crib. The twins' bond was growing, and Dumbledore advised them to let them share the same crib.

"LILY!"

Lily rolled her eyes while brushing the hair out of Hayden's eyes. He opened them sleepily, and Lily smiled lovingly at her son.

They say parents should not have favorites, that they should love each of their children equally. Lily and James did, for the most part, but Lily could not help that her heart went out to Hayden. That did not mean that Lily did not adore Harry as well, she loved her children fiercely, but she knew that her favorite was Hayden. It was the same with James, though, James's favorite was Harry. Always has been when the healer put Harry in his arms.

James came up the stairs and walked toward the twin's nursery. He smiled sweetly at his wife muttering good-byes to their children. He walked toward Lily, embracing her, and whispered.

"Sirius is waiting downstairs."

Lily nodded, "Must we leave them. They can come too."

James smiled sadly, "The meeting is taking place at Grimmauld Place, and it isn't safe for any child to be there. It is reeking of dark magic."

Lily grimaced, not happy that an Order meeting was taking place in such a dark place. That magic was sickening to her, even more now that she was a Potter. James said it was because the Potter family was a light family, and their magic could not take the dark arts.

"Besides, Peter agreed to watch them, and he is the secret keeper."

Lily, snapped out of her thoughts, nodded once more before she gave each of her boys a kiss. James did the same, and the two walked out of the room. Downstairs waiting for them was Sirius and Peter. Lily looked around the room, noticing that someone was missing.

"Where's Remus?"

James glanced sharply at Sirius, who, in turn, looked down sheepishly at the floor. No one knew exactly what happen between Remus and Sirius, and Sirius was not telling. No, he was more focus on when was the next time he could corner Remus. Remus has evaded Sirius plenty of times before, breaking Sirius's heart into more pieces.

It hurt not being with Remus.

Peter, looking more and more nervous as the seconds passed by, answered Lily, "He is probably already at the meeting. You three should get going."

James and Sirius nodded at their friend's statement, not noticing the nervous waves pouring off their friend. Lily, on the other hand, was very in tune with her surroundings, and was worried about Peter.

"Is everything okay, Peter? You seem a bit nervous…"

Peter gulped, biting down his lip, while trying to appear calm to his friend's wife. "Everything is fine."

Lily narrowed her eyes suspiciously, knowing instantly that Peter was lying. She did not have time, though, to worry about it. She shrugged off her thoughts of Peter's nervousness, Remus's absence, and the feeling that something was about to go wrong. She nodded quickly at Peter's answer.

"Okay, Peter, well the twins are asleep, and they probably won't wake up for awhile. If they do, just give them their bottle, and they'll instantly go to sleep. We'll be back in an hour or so, Albus said that the meeting will not take long."

Peter nodded slowly at Lily's instructions, not appearing like he had taken them in. James and Sirius, though, clapped Peter on the back, again, not noticing Peter's obvious nervousness.

"Yeah, we'll be back in an hour, Wormtail", said Sirius blandly, still hooked on plans on how to get Remus to speak to him.

James smiled at Peter, "Take care of my boys, Wormtail."

That statement in itself wanted to make Peter fling himself at his friend, begging for forgiveness, and telling him not to leave the house tonight. Peter, though, knew that he could not do that, and letting his three friends walk away from their house, not knowing that he was going to betray them, was the ultimate betrayal.

James had entrusted the safety of his only sons to a person he considered his friend. Sirius had entrusted the safety of his best friend's family to a person he considered a brother. Lily had entrusted that person to care for the children she loved deeply. That person, that friend, that brother was going to stabbed them in the back because he was too cowardly to say no.

Peter had never been like the rest of the marauders. He was not as brave, noble, and charming as James. He was not as handsome, equally charming, and charismatic as Sirius. He was not clever, intelligent, loyal, or as kind as Remus. No, Peter was selfish, cowardly, and was always tempted at that thought of more power and safety. At Hogwarts, the marauders offer that power and safety. Peter was able to pull pranks at Slytherins, and walked away scotch-free because he was a marauder. He was invincible when he was surrounded by James and Sirius.

Peter and Remus, while marauders, were different compared to James and Sirius. James and Sirius had instantly clicked when meeting each other, and it was not at all strange that the two of them became best friends. They were handsome, charming, and mischievous. Remus, on the other hand, was not at all like James or Sirius. Remus was more quiet and polite, yet he instantly attracted James and Sirius. Remus became a puzzle at first, the two boys just wanted to figure out who he really was. When they found the answer, Remus became someone they could fully trust and care for. James looked at Remus as a true brother, a brother he would protect with his life, and Sirius looked at Remus as a lover, a person he would spend the rest of his life with. Peter was not at all like Remus.

That is why Peter became a Death Eater.

Lord Voldemort offered Peter a chance at true power, a power that would make James and Sirius regret loving Remus more than him. James and Sirius always saw Peter as a tag along, a member of the group who had nothing else to do but follow and cheer them on. They looked at Peter as an accessory, while they looked at Remus as an equal. That was proven on the night the Potter twins were born, and Remus, instead of Peter, was asked to be a godfather to one of the twins. Peter knew, deep down, that James and Sirius would not see him the same way they saw Remus. So Peter, in order to protect himself and his future, knew that he had to join the winning side.

He had to join Voldemort's cause.

That did not banish Peter's nervousness or sense of remorse. Peter would always consider the marauders as his former friends, his former life, and being the reason why his friend's children deaths would haunt him for the rest of his life. It still did not overthrow at the fact that Voldemort will win this war, and Peter would be at his side.

Suddenly Peter grasped his arm, the pain being too much for him, but it meant that his master had arrived. The door flew opened, and Peter quickly bowed down for the Dark Lord.

"M-m-aster, no one is home."

Lord Voldemort glanced quickly around the room, his red eyes taking in all of his surroundings. He, then, took in the site of the pathetic man, quivering beneath his feel, and smiled sinisterly.

"Crucio."

Peter screamed as if there were thousands of knives piercing into him at the same time, over and over again. The pain overtook Peter, a force that made him shrivel into a being that was truly below the Dark Lord.

Then, it was over, and it left Peter grasping for air. Lord Voldemort walked over to him, and Peter could feel the darkness that Voldemort carried. It was intoxicating that power, that power that brought the prideful of men down to their knees, begging for a taste of that power.

"Where are they, Wormtail?"

Peter took a deep breath, "U-u-upstairs, my lord…The first r-r-r-room to your left."

Voldemort, not caring about his pitiful servant lying before him, headed up the stairs. Ever since Severus told him of a prophecy pertaining to his death, Voldemort has been anticipating the moment where he will destroy the only thing that can end him. He was going to murder the child that has been prophesized to end him, how fortunate.

Voldemort noticed that his servant did not follow him, and he knew that Wormtail did not have the will to watch Voldemort kill the children. That is where Wormtail failed; he did not have the eyes and power for bloodshed.

Voldemort silently stalked toward the nursery, where the two babes laid. His magic blasted the nursery door opened, and Voldemort smirked at the crib that was in the center of the room.

It was in the crib that Voldemort saw the two twin boys, one boy was fidgeting and the other was silently sleeping. The one sleeping, the one that Lily claimed was the favorite of James, the one that had a werewolf as a godfather, the one that they called Harry, opened his eyes, showing Voldemort his emerald green glaze. Harry calmly stared up at Voldemort, an instant connection forming between the two of them.

That is when Voldemort knew that he was the one.

Voldemort placed his wand on baby Harry, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Hayden's eyes instantly opened, his cries sounding out throughout the nursery. The green beam of light blasted from Voldemort's wand and headed toward Harry.

With Hayden's cries came a ball of light magic forming around the twins, encasing them in a long-lost protection that only came from innocence of two helpless children.

Suddenly Voldemort was not there, vanished completely from the Potter's home…