Lord Voldemort stood over the crib that contained Harry and Emily Potter, their parents knocked out. He looked at both of them in what seemed like triumph.

"One of you two will one day defeat me. I cannot allow that. But which one shall I kill first?"

He inspected the two, and he could feel the power coming from the boy, as the little one moved ever so slightly in front of his sister.

"You shall be the one. Your power is amazing, and even though I could take you as my own, I will not risk a new Dark Lord trying to take the throne from me" he stated, before pointing his wand at the boy "Avada Kedavra"

A green light came shooting out of his wand, but it stopped two centimeters from his skin as his eyes glowed red, his body outlined in a crimson color. Before he knew what was happening, the spell was shot back at him, as Harry's hair turned a dazzling white, his eyes remaining almost the same, for blue specks was in his eyes. He passed out as a piece of plaster from the ceiling cur a mark on Emily. At that moment, James ran in, saw his wife and enervated her. Once she was awake, she stood up, and they both turned and looked at their twin kids. Emily, the girl, had a V-shaped cut on her cheek and looked normal, while Harry… His hair was, to use a good saying, as white as snow, and they saw what looked like blue specks in his eyes.

"James, Emily must've saved us all by using Harry's magic, but the loss of so much magic at one time turned his hair white. Yes, that must be what happened" she stated, picking up Emily.

At that moment, Albus Dumbledore walked in.

"James, Lily, I only just got the call. What happened?"

"Albus, we were going to have some dinner when the door was blasted off it's hinges. We heard a sinister laugh, so I told Lily to run. She ran up the stairs, and then He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named came in. He and I dueled for about five minutes, but then I was hit on the head. I woke up and run upstairs, saw Lily knocked out and then woke her up. We then looked at the two children, and we saw that Emily had a scar on her cheek while Harry had white hair"

As James was telling the story, Albus scanned the twins.

"It would appear that Harry is completely drained of magic, which is why he is asleep. Emily, on the other hand, has her magic intact. Emily was the one who saved us. Everyone shall know her name. Emily, the Girl-Who-Lived"

"That's all fine, Albus, but what about Harry?"

"Oh, that's simple. Lock him away. He isn't needed. When Emily is older, she MUST be trained, but he doesn't need training"

The next day, it was all in the news.

Our Savior

By Rita Skeeter

I was called to go to a press conference were I found out that You-Know-Who is defeated. Our Savior is none other than Emily Lily Potter. From what they can piece together,

You-Know-Who broke into the house and dueled against James Potter. Meanwhile, Lily

ran into the children's room and placed them both in the crib. It was about this time when He-Who-Must-Not came into the room, knocked Lily Potter out, and then tried to use the dreaded Killing Curse. But, luckily enough, it was somehow thrown back.

I hope that everyone shall celebrate our freedom.

James looked at the paper and saw Rita's article, pleased that she told the truth. He could hear Harry cry, but why should he care about him? He's nothing.

Six Years Later.

Many things have changed in the Potter household. For one, Harry only ever sees his parents when they bring food or punish him. Emily comes in and blames him for everything. She once tripped, and blamed Harry for doing it on purpose. He was punished even though he was locked in his room. Life was unfair for him. No one cared, for if he made a noise he was punished. At the moment he was asleep, resting from a terrible beating. He was just having a weird dream about being chased by a walking, talking chocolate cake when it changed. Before him stood a weird looking thing. It had horns out of its head, scale like skin, wing like structures, sort of looked like a cape over the things shoulders. A blue face and a jewel in the centre of its forehead. As he looked, it changed into a human. He now had white hair like him. A handsome face white blue eyes. He had this coldness about him and he wore purple clothes.

"Young one. You are not as you appear. You see, in your mother's side of the family, she is related to me. My name, young Harry, is Sparda, and I am a demon. But don't worry about your sister having the powers of a demon, only you are powerful enough for my traits. Harry, listen closely. There are many demons. The more powerful are known as Devils. I myself am a Devil. Many years ago, demons tried to take over from the humans, but I used my own blood, and that of a mortal priestess, to seal all of my own kind into what is know as Hell. But of course, me being a Devil made me be trapped. Now, you are a very special Devil. You see, unknown to your mother, her mother was a descendant of a angel as well as me. Also, even though you should only be slightly non-human, your magic has made you a half devil, half angel. Now, whenever you sleep, I shall train you. As we speak, your body is being repaired and changing. I shall teach you how to fight, to dance, to speak many languages, and much more. Now, Harry, wake up to your true destiny"

Everything went dark…