Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter but some of the characters in this fanfiction are mine.
Summary How would the Wizarding World be if Harry Potter had an elder brother looking out for him. Rigel Alexander Orion Potter is a cold, ruthless, dark seer with the ability to change the war.
Author's Note I have been reading fanfiction for a while now and I decided to write mine. Please this is my first attempt at fanfiction. It has yaoi slash and some light violence, so if it is not your thing, please kindly skip. There is no need to leave degrading remarks. I love reviews and I like my readers to be interactive. And yes, this is a Harry Potter's brother fanfiction but it is not a wrong boy who lived. There is also Dumbledore Bashing.
Prologue
Lily Evans shivered when she saw the bald serpentine figure in front of her. The power of the Dark Lord was indeed overwhelming. Wormtail, she hissed bitterly in her mind. That rat had betrayed them. Her mind briefly flew to Rigel, her beautiful boy and his cries of bad Wormy. They had assumed it was a childish hate, had Rigel know. No it must have been a coincidence, She just hope he will not wake up to look for what is causing the noise. She hoped the dreamless sleep potion will work this night.
She had to keep the Dark Lord's attention on her. She was sure her husband was dead. Tears filled her eyes but she blinked them away. The Dark Lord fingered his wand before pointing it at her, "Stand aside".
Lily shook her head, "No, not Harry"
She said standing defensively over the crib.
"Stand aside, you silly girl..Stand aside now"
"Please not Harry"
"Avada Kedavra" He intoned with a smile. A flash of green and Lily Potter was no more.
He looked at the boy meant to vanquish him, He could feel the boy's magical power and it was strong. While he didn't kill children, he couldn't let this one live and destroy his work. As though he could tell he was being stared at, Harry Potter woke up and started babbling. Just for a second, the Dark Lord lowered his wand but the baby looked at him, his green eyes bright with power, for the third time that day, the Dark Lord said the killing curse, just this time the results were not like the rest. He watched the flash of green hit the boy, next it rebounded and headed for him. In shock he could only scream as he was torn from his body.
Sirius rushed to Godric's Hallow, 'no, no, no' he kept saying in his mind. The sight that met him made him shiver, he could feel the dark magic oozing from the house. Reaching the entrance, he saw the body of his best friend. He had to lean on the edge to keep from falling. The face filled with life and joy was just blank. 'Lily, Rigel and Harry'He stepped over James's body.
The house was a mess, he could hear Harry's whimpering. He is alive, joy filled his heart, he ran to his room and gazed at the little boy that lifted his hands to him. Blood was flowing from his forehead, he could feel the residue of magic that could only be the killing curse, Could it be that Harry survived the killing curse, there was no time to think of that now, he used a napkin he found and cleaned it off while whispering 'episky'. The cut healed though a strange lightening bolt remained.
He placed Harry on his hip while gushing him to remain quiet, he pointedly refused to look at Lily's body and made his way to Rigel's room. He opened the door quietly and stepped into his godson's room. A sheen of sweat was on his forehead as he turned around in a seemily disturbing sleep. "Rigel,Rigel" He shook him up. Rigel got up in a start, his eyes wide and frightened, "Siri" he cried, "Where is mommy, daddy"
"Rigel" He said in a soft voice.
"No, I want my mommy" The four year old shook his head rapidly.
Hate and Rage like he has never felt before filled him. He has never hated himself the way he did that night, if only he claimed the black Lordship he would have offered James, a better house, a more secure house, everyone knows that the Blacks are paranoid. He would have stayed the secret keeper, How could he have trusted Peter. That rat, he would show him why he is a Black, how dare him make Rigel and Harry orphans, when he was through with him, he would wish for that sweet reprieve that is death. No one messes with the Marauders.
He was so lost in his thoughts, he did not notice that Harry has already fallen asleep or the tears that soaked his shirt as Rigel broke into loud sobs. What was he to do now?
"Sirius" A large voice shouted from the ground floor. The voice was getting closer, Hagrid. The half giant stood in front of him, Tears were running down his face "Professor Dumbledore said I should get the kids". Sirius swore harshly and gently pried Rigel off his body, he wiped the tears off his eyes," Bambi, I need you to go with Hagrid, I will be right back".
"No, don't leave me"
"I will never leave you, Bambi, I will be right back"
"Mummy and Dadd..."
"Somnus"
"Sirius?''
''It is a basic sleeping spell ,he will be alright, Here, take Harry, I will be right back" He placed the baby gently on the giant's arm.
"Where are you going?"
'To kill a rat' He said in his mind.
As he left the house that day, how was he to know that t would be another seven years before he sees his godson again.
Albus Dumbledore was perplexed. The boy was even more powerful than he thought. A rather severe looking woman who was wearing square glasses knocked and entered the office. She was wearing an emerald cloak,She looked distinctly ruffled.
"Ah, Professor McGonagall"' The old Headmaster greeted, his eyes twinkling terribly.
"Is it true what they say, that little Harry defeated You-Know-Who ,they are calling him the Boy-Who-Lived?''
''A rather fitting name"
Professor McGonagall gasped " So it is true then, that James and Lily are dead"
"Yes", his tone was solemn
"Siruis was taken to Azkaban, I can't believe it, they were so close"
"Not close enough it seems"
"Whats going to happen to Harry and Rigel"
"They will be taken to Petunia in the morning"
"Muggles, Albus"
Albu sat down and folded his hand on the table looking now every bit of his age," I believe Lily sacrificed herself for Harry, that is powerful magic, he needs the blood of a relation to make it work"
"Can't Rigel's presence be enough"
"His closest is the Blacks and the Malfoys, he need to be in a place that would allow him to grow as a normal child, the Wizarding world can't do that for him"
"I hope you know what you are doing" She said at last.
In the morning, Mrs Petunia Dursleys opened her door to a young boy of about four, a crazy old man carrying a baby.
