Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, any of the canon characters, places, spells, or anything else. All I own is this plot.
Synopsis: When Harry's Twin, Charlie, is pronounced the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter fades into the shadows, ignored and scorned by his family and the Wizarding World. But darkness can only be contained for so long, and its almost time for the explosion...
Warnings: Child abuse, possible (and likely) slash, lots of fantasy violence.
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Prologue: Ding Dong The Wizard's Dead
Screaming - oh how he loved the sound of their screaming, but even Voldemort could only hold somebody under the Cruciatus for so long... Which is why he had Bellatrix and Lucius helping him dish out these punishments, chuckling as Bella grinned and cackled with glee while Lucius looked faintly sick. So efficient, a double punishment, for the traitor and for Lucius, and a reward for Bellatrix for bringing him valuable information.
"You may stop." He announced, the two Death Eater's stepping away from the traitor in the middle. Severus Snape had, only a day before, come to inform him of a prophecy about a boy able to defeat him, and today had gone running to Dumbledore with his tail between his legs, wanting to change sides. It would not be allowed.
He walked forwards, smiling at his Bella as she twitched, and eager to cast another curse. Once he stood over the traitor, he nudged the man onto his back with his foot, from where he'd curled up into the fetal position. "It is a shame to lose such a talented potions master." He said, eyes softening slightly before he hissed, his beautiful Nagini slithering out.
"Feast."
Severus screamed in terror and pain as he was bitten, curled around and strangled. Lucius looked away in distress, while Bellatrix watched eagerly, though with some disappointment, having wanted to play with him a bit more.
"Lucius, you are dismissed, you know your orders. Bellatrix, bring me our little betrayer, we leave soon." The Dark Lord ordered, smiling as his satiated familiar slithered lethargically over to him to curl up at his side.
An hour passed until they reached the house in Godric's Hollow, Peter Pettigrew in tow. The Dark Lord, grinned at the dark house, the lights on in the downstairs sitting room. A babysitter, easily disposed of, before his eyes wandered to the second floor of the quaint home, looking for the room housing the boy that could be his downfall.
He looked to his Death Eater, and gave a savage grin before ordering, "Kill the rat, we have no use for him." He said, leaving Bellatrix to her cursing. He knew the body would be mangled, he was counting on it. He would hang the body in the garden, let the Potters know exactly who betrayed them.
A quick blasting curse got rid of the gate to the garden, a simple Alohomora letting him into the house, and a wand in the face of the babysitter gave him the location of the Potter twins. A killing curse had her body thumping to the ground, kicked out the way without a care. She had been all but a squib, weak and useless to him.
He walked upstairs, and followed the woman's directions to the nursery, throwing the door open with a bang, startling one of the boys. That one, with dark hair and strange, almost glowing green eyes, caught his attention over the auburn-haired child still asleep.
The one-year-old looked up at him, eerily intelligent eyes almost saddening him. This was the one, it had to be. His core was strong, of untold power, and killing the child was a loss to the Wizarding World, but there was no other way. He reached out a long finger to lift the boy's chin so he was looking right into the boy's eyes.
"Avada Kedavra," He whispered, the green light hitting the boy's forehead and absorbing, but instead of the light in those green eyes disappearing, they changed, to the exact colour of the killing curse, before the Dark Lord screamed in pain, an unseen force attacking him, ripping his soul from his body. As a last attempt to rid himself of the brat, he cast a strong blasting curse, destroying his body in the process and hitting the child with shrapnel, both of them.
The auburn-haired child woke up with the screams and began to scream too, even louder when two shards of glass embedded themselves in his forehead, leaving a 'V' shaped cut. The boy with the killing curse eyes had a different scar, already a scar and not merely a cut, in the shape of lightning, forking across his face in a storm of pale white lines.
When Bellatrix heard the explosion, she panicked, finishing her cursework and leaving Pettigrew dead in the Potter's Gardens, before disapparating back to her Lord's fortress.
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Breaking! You-Know-Who Dead, Potter Boy Declared Boy-Who-Lived!
During the Ministry For Magic's annual All Hallows Eve Ball, tragedy struck in Godric's Hollow! The cottage of the Potter family was attacked by the Dark Lord itself, James Potter's friend Peter Pettigrew found dead outside and their babysitter Marlene McKinnon the same inside the house.
Most shocking of all, however, was the nursery of the twin Potter children, Charlus 'Charlie' Fleamont Potter and Harry James Potter, was found ransack, blown to pieces, with both boys luckily surviving. It is believed the Dark Lord was targeting the children due to a prophecy, attempting to kill them, but upon trying to kill our own Charlie Potter, his curse backfired and killed him, a bout of magical backlash destroying the room.
Charlie Potter was left with a 'V' shaped scar on his forehead, the mark of You-Know-Who, the only thing left of the Killing Curse. It is unknown how he survived the curse, but many people have theories, about a mother's love and otherworldly protection, but this reporter knows differently.
As mentioned earlier, a prophecy was heard announcing the death of the Dark Lord at the hands of a boy born at the end of July, which our Charlie Potter was! Could Charlie be the Chosen One?
For more on Charlie Potter and the Prophecy, go to page 4
For more on You-Know-Who and his crimes, go to page 6
For more on the Ministry For Magic's Ball, go to page 7
Ministry For Magic's Anual Halloween Ball Attacked!
The annual All Hallows Eve Ball was attacked by a group of Death Eater's halfway through. Though many were killed, the Death Eater's were captured, arrested, and are being tried and sent to Azkaban for imprisonment or Kissing. Most notable among the lost were Alice and Frank Longbottom, who were not killed, but held under the Cruciatus Curse by Rudolphus Lestrange until they lost their minds.
For a list of the deceased and injured, see page 8
For a list of the captured Death Eaters, see page 9
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"Albus, what about Harry?" Lily asked, holding her baby close to her chest. The scars on the fifteen-month-old were incredibly distressing to the young parents, at least they had a reason for Charlie's, but they had none for Harry.
Albus looked at the child, the twinkle gone from his eyes. "I'm sorry, Lily, but I don't know what's wrong with him. Those scars, I've only ever heard of marks like that on one other person." He said, looking down at the child sadly.
"Who?" Lily pressed, worry evident in her voice.
Albus winced as he looked up at the young mother. "Morgan Le Fay."
The desperately confused and upset look on Lily's face and the pained look on James spoke more than words about their feelings on that matter.