Disclaimer: I am a big fan of HP and I mess with the story the way I wish. You should read my profile first just in case you don't like my writing and perspective.
This is my first fic so please guide me in improving my writing instead of berating me straight away because as I said this is my fic so the story will obviously be mine. And it would be better if you comment on the writing style instead of story and theme.
Also, I don't have a beta, so there may be some grammatical mistakes. Please try to read past that.
Prologue
The hooded man pointed his wand at the toddler and said the cursed words "Avada Kedavra". As soon as the green light reached the child, it bounced back towards the caster. All that was left was a pile of clothes and a wand where moments ago the man had stood. A mist rose out of the pile and fled the room. No sooner it all happened, a crack was heard and after a few seconds a man with long hair came in and seeing the dead body of the wife of his dead best friend outside the room, he started crying. He lifted the crying baby and started whispering soothing tones as he went down. When he reached for the main door, he saw red light and then everything went black.
After having heard that you-know-who had been spotted in Godric's Hollow, Pierre Martin immediately went to the village. He wasn't a coward, he was an auror and a damn good one at that; not everyone was posted in a foreign country without telling the authorities that they will play host to a foreign security personnel. He had been posted as an undercover agent in the Britain by French Ministry of Magic after having received disturbing reports about two of the aurors that had worked in collaboration with the French aurors some time ago. His job was simple enough; he had to track the Potter family and the Sirius Black. The only problem was that the Potters couldn't be found, but he had found some things about Sirius Black including how he had ran from his home at 16 and had been subsequently disowned.
Right now, he was inside the house that was previously under Fidelius Charm and had been broken completely by excessive use of magic powered by the negative emotions. He was waiting for return of Sirius Black who had gone inside the upper room from where the sound of a crying child was coming. He disillusioned himself and as soon as Sirius made for the main door, he stunned him, and then modified his memory so he will remember that Harry wasn't even present there and then he left with the child. He made his way for France back to the Ministry and after giving his report, he made his way home with Harry, with the permission of his superiors, of course.
Albus Dumbledore was a highly irritated man and that was because he could not find the Potter child. He had recently been approached by his loyal follower Rubeus Hagrid who informed him that, Sirius Black had indeed arrived at the house after the disaster, but he didn't find Harry Potter there. Now after having a quick look around the house himself, he was forced to believe that.
But he needed the child; without him, there will be problems in defeating Voldemort. He was sure that he wasn't dead; first reason that there was no body, second Tom as a young man always wanted to live forever and was obsessed with the idea of immortality so he must have taken measures to ensure that he won't die so easily.
But without the child, there would be no proof that Voldemort is gone. People could believe that Voldemort is still terrorising the people and there would be chaos everywhere. But this situation could be handled; what he was afraid of was that, people could develop doubts over his ability, his experience and stop following him, not to mention when Voldemort came back, he would be unable to use the child to rid of him.
For now, he would tell everyone that Harry has been found and placed somewhere where he will be looked after and no one will be able to harm him. His influence would ensure people will believe that. After that, he would find the child and wait for Voldemort to rise again and then when everyone will be afraid of his terror he will use the child to get rid of him permanently and once again rise in the eyes of public as the vanquisher of the Dark Lord. And Hagrid won't tell a soul if he was asked not to. Thinking that, he went to bed.
Darcey was a very relieved woman; the reason was simple, her husband had just sent her a patronus that he was in France again and he would be coming home within the hour. Ever since Pierre had been posted in Britain, she had been afraid for his safety. But she had to keep her spirits high, not only to keep herself sane but also for her 4 year old daughter Abella; she couldn't be seen by her daughter in a worried state.
When her husband finally arrived, she immediately went to embrace him and relieve him of the child he had said he would be bringing with him in his patronus. At just a year old, little Harry was an adorable kid with brilliant green eyes. It was sad to see that he hadn't even got to know his parents before they were killed. She herself could not have another child because of the complications that occurred during the delivery of Abella which rendered her barren. She would have loved to have Harry as her son and somehow her wish got fulfilled.
Pierre filled her in on the details about the situation in Britain and told her that Harry will be staying with them as their son with the approval of the Ministry. She couldn't question him about Harry not being with his parents' friends or relatives in Britain after having heard the details from his report. The only person Harry should have been staying with in Britain was his mother and she was already dead. Although, they could inform their friend Remus Lupin who was currently resting locked in his apartment, what with this being full moon night. He had joined the French aurors after having been rejected by the British Ministry. The French had a very flexible yet firm Ministry. That was also probably the only reason Voldemort's reign of terror couldn't cross the English Channel whatever his claims had been for world domination.
As far as they knew, Remus was a kind-hearted person who could never do the sort of thing that James and Sirius were involved in. Pierre also informed her that he had already informed Adrian Delacour about the incident of the past couple of hours and other details of his tour of Britain. Apolline, his wife would probably know by now what had transpired on the English soil. After talking for a rather long time, they finally retired for the night. Darcey checked the new addition to their family for the last time for the night and whispered, "Sweet dreams Harry... my son."
