DISCLAIMER: I do not , in any shape or form, own Harry Potter or any of it's characters, all the rights goes to J.K Rowling & Warner Bros, I own only my plot.
A.N: First off, I thank everyone that is willing to give this story a chance, it's my first fic so don't expect epicness in the first few chapters, which by the time I have uploaded this one, I will have prepared a few more, it will be just to check for mistakes of any sorts, English is not my first langue, so if any grammar it's wrong, I apologize for that.
This is my AU of Harry Potter, in which he will be 3 years older than canon, this story would happen 17 years later than the original canon, so the attack of Voldemort would be on August 31, 2008.
I changed to some length his name, it will be Thomas Harold Potter, so if you see me write Thomas don't get confused, it's the same guy. He will not be the BWL nor he will have the same friends as canon, hell he will be a totally different Harry/Thomas, you could say he is my Harry, & no I'm not saying that I own The Harry Potter name, I own this version of him though. Now any doubts, constructive critics you have, please review or PM me, & I will answered them at my best.
Now onto the story!
PROLOGUE:
June 31, 2010...
Emerald green eyes studied it's surrondings, hidden in the shadows, with a ressentful, but longing look.
These eyes were those of a Thomas Harold Potter, the older brother of the"Boy-Who-Lived". The little 6 year old boy was watching how his parents were celebrating the birthday of his brother, with his father's best friend, Remus Lupin & Sirius Black, (the latter who is supposed to be his godfather), charge into the living room with their arms full of presents,
the room itself was filled with distant relatives, friends of the family, all of them whom were singing Happy Birthday to their beloved saviour.
He was sick of it, he missed being loved, then again, which child wouldn't? He missed the way his parents treated him, how his father teached him to ride a broom, how his uncles will play with him, but mostly, he missed his mother.
he missed how she embraced him, the way her smile make him feel calm & that somehow, nothing could go wrong when he was around her.
He was broken of his thoughts when he saw his father bring an gigantic birthday cake, with the words:
"Happy Birthday
Charlie!"
written in golden glaze, with a little dragon that spited fireworks from it's mouth.
Deciding that he had enough, he went upstairs to his room, the smallest in the Potter Mansion.
He got to his room, said Goodnight to himself & got under the covers of his bed, only to dream of the fateful night that changed everything.
October 31, 2008...
"Mommy, where are you & daddy going?". Asked a 4 year old Thomas.
"Honey, your father & I will meet some old friends, but we won't be away too long, ok?
Besides, your uncle Wormtail will be taking care of your brother & you tonight". Said a very beautiful woman with fiery red hair & emerald eyes, she had a creme colured skin & a figure with curves in the right places, this was Lily Potter, wife of James Potter & mother of Thomas & Charles Potter.
"I know, but Umca Wormy only eats & sleeps on the couch, & when he does, he makes a lot of noise!"
Exclaimed an exasperated Thomas, throwing his little arms in the air to make clear his point.
Lily smiled at her son's antics, it was so endearing.
"I know, but he is here so you guys won't be alone. Now, I want you to promise me something, if the bad man comes, will you protect your little brother?"
" Yes, mommy, I will defend my brother from the meanie" said Thomas with a determined glint in his little eyes.
Lily reached over & gave him a kiss in the cheek & a hug, which he happily returned.
"Lily, we have to go" said James, a man with unruly jet black hair, hazel eyes covered with round glasses & a strong complexion, he was waiting near the door, with his sweater already on, & her's on his was sorted into Gryffindor, where he befriended Sirius Black, Remus Lupin & Peter Pettigrew. Together, they were known as The Marauders, a group of pranksters by birth, willing to prank everyone, everywhere, with anything that their mischievous minds could think of.
But that was on the past, now they were part of the Order of the Phoenix, a society who's leader was Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft & Wizardry & Leader of the Light, which purpose was defeat the dark forces, commanded by Tom Marvolo Riddle, more commonly known as the Dark Lord Voldemort, the most feared dark wizard in a century.
"Right, Thomas go upstairs to your room & go to sleep ok? we will go to check on you & your brother when we get back. I love you"
" I love you too mommy"
" Defend the fort, little guy"said James coming over to ruffle his son's hair.
"Sure thing, Dad "He smiled once more before going upstairs to play a bit with Danny. After making sure that he went upstairs, they decided to wait until Peter got there. James was patiently waiting, also noting that his wife seemed troubled.
"Lily, What's wrong? "asked James
"I-I don't know, hon, I just have this wierd feeling that something it's about to happen " answered Lily honestly.
"Don't worry love, the kids will be totally fine, Peter may not look like, but he can take care of them.
We'll go to the Order meeting, report everything we know to Albus, & come home with our sons & have dinner, ok?" said a confident James, not knowing that everything will come & bite him in the arse later.
"Ok" said Lily, not completely convinced.
"Good, look that's Peter, let's go" a smiling James then led his wife to the outside door to talk with one of his oldest friend from Hogwarts, Peter Pettigrew.
"Hello James, Lily" greeted Peter, a slight short & chubby man, with sandy brown hair & sickly pale skin.
"Hi Peter, thank you very much for coming tonight".Said Lily, standing beside her husband.
"It's no problem, they are so much fun to be around with"
"About that, watch out, Thomas has set a few traps around the house so be careful"Said a grinning James, proud that his son proved to be quite the prankster.
"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind"
"Ok then, we should get going. thanks again for doing this, Peter. We appreciate it"
"It's nothing, now go or you'll be late"Said a nervous looking Peter, something the couple failed to notice.
"Sure, see you later, Wormtail". said James before he apparated himself & his wife to #12 Grimmuald Place, ancestral home of the Blacks, & the place were the meeting was going to be held.
After watching the couple Disappared, Peter went inside the house, knowing that his Lord will be coming shortly.
"Now that we are all reunited, I declared that the meeting #89 of the Order of the Phoenix has begun"Spoke an elderly man, with bright white hair, & a beard that reached his waist, with twirkling baby blue eyes, who had bright purple robes with shooting stars that moved around. His name was Albus Dumbledore, who lately, has felt every of his one hundred fifty two years. Why? you may ask, well it's thanks to a certain Dark Lord who believed that the wizarding world was his playground, & that he could kill off everyone that he wants, it was giving him the green hairs.
"Now, do you have anything to report? Severus, has Tom made any moves yet?"Asked Dumbledore at his always greasy hairy spy.
"The Dark Lord is thinking that either the Potters or the longbottoms have to be destroyed, he is planning on attacking them"
Answered Severus Snape, a bat-like man with a pointed nose & black onyx nose.
"Alright, do you know when he plans to do it?"asked Dumbledore.
"No, The Dark Lord doesn't trust me enough to reveal his plans to me, but with the information I gathered, it seems that he would go to the Potter home by himself, & he will have the Lestranges go to the Longbottoms".
"Great, thank you Severus, hopefully we will have time to prepare for when Tom moves. Now, somebody else has something to say?"
"Aye, Albus it seems that he is planning an attack to the Bones too"
said Alastor ' Mad Eye ' Moody, a grizzly haired man, with one eye dark brown & the other, a electric blue that seemed to move on it's own, his skin was covered with scars everywhere that you looked at.
"A Death Eater that I captured say it, out of fear or because of his injuries, I don't know"added Mad Eye, with a smile that horribly reassembled a scowl.
Thank you Alastor, now, if nobody has anything else to say, I called this meeting to an end" Dumbledore said, standing up from his sit." Now, James, Lily, Frank & Allison can you come with me a moment?"
The aforementioned couples stood up, & followed the Headmaster to the kitchen of the house.
"As you know, Tom is planning attacks to your families right?"
At this, they nodded.
"Well I believe I know why. It seems that Tom has heard of a prophecy concerning either Thomas, Charles or, Neville"
"Our son, why?" interrupted Allison Longbottom, a brunette woman, with tanned skin, brown eyes, & a shapely figure. She was standing right next her husband, Frank Longbottom, a muscled man, thanks to the auror training, tanned skin & almond eyes.
"Calm down, Allison, let me finish"
said Dumbledore."The prophecy says that the one that will defeat Tom is coming, born as the seventh month dies, born from those who have thrice defead him, The Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power The Dark Lord knows not,
but one will have to die at the hands of the other, because one can't survive if the other lives".
finished solemnly Dumbledore, watching how the fathers & mothers before him comprended the destiny of one of their childs.
"So, which ever of our kids who Voldemort marks, will have to kill him?" Asked James, all ready fearing the answer.
"I'm afraid that is true, I'm sorry"
He waited a few moment to see their reaction, but James who was thinking deeply about the prophecy,
looked up with a expression that screamed terror, finally after a few seconds he looked at Lily & said
"He is attacking the house!"
A few moment earlier, we see Peter Pettigrew watching from the window, as if he was waiting for someone to come. after scaning for a few seconds the street in front of the house, he saw HIM. He saw a black hooded figure across the street, watching the house with something akin to excitement. He didn't need to know who that was, he already know, it was Lord Voldemort, who came to finish the blasted prophecy that Snape talked him about. Peter went out to greet him " My Lord" Pettigrew said, bowing & kissing the hem of the robes of his master.
"Wormtail"said simply a voice under the hood of the robes, that underneath them revealed an aristocratic face, with marked features, jade green eyes that usually held hate & pain, the Dark Lord raised his hand in a lazy manner & wave a few times around himself, the glamour that covered the real appearance of the dark Lord was lifted, showing now a snake-like man, red blood eyes with slits in the middle running vertically, abnormally long fingers, & white pale skin, all in all, it gave him the look of a nightmare that has become real.
"Now, take me to the children". said a hissing voice that sounded like two people talking at the same time.
Wormtail hurried to lead his master to the boys room, when they entered they saw a crib that held a little red haired baby, no older than 15 months, with hazel eyes that resembled his father's. No one noticed the little figure hidden behind the crib.
"Great work, Wormtail, sadly, you're not useful to me anymore"said Voldemort casually, as if he was talking about the weather.
"W-what m-m-master I have done e-everything you asked me" said a fearful Peter, who was trying to put as much distance between himself & the Dark Lord.
"Yes Wormtail, you have but, I don't have anymore uses for you so... Goodbye Peter" said Voldemort who then shot a sickly green light from his wand at Wormtail, who dropped dead at the ground after he was attacked with the most dreaded curse in the world: The Killing Curse, Avada Kedavra.
his wand flew out of his hand & landed beside the crib, just right next to the hand of Thomas.
"Now, you're next Charles Daniel Potter"Before he could take out the baby, an older boy, 4 years old maybe? steped out from the crib, the boy was 3 ft 5 inch high, quite tall for his age. he had raven black hair in gentle spikes, had an angry scowl on his little face, & striking emerald green eyes, that right now resembled the colour of the killing curse.
"You're the meanie who wants to hurt Charlie" estated the boy.
"oh, you've heard of me"mocked the Dark Lord "Yes I am here to kill your brother, boy, but first, let's have fun, ok?" He raised his wand to Crucio the boy, but he did someyhing he didn't expect. The boy had the late's Peter wand in his hand, he pointed to the Dark Lord & from the wand shot the same green curse that has killed thousands of people. In his shock, Voldemort didn't have time to raise a shield, so he was struck fully in the chest.
Thinking he was going to die, he was surprised when he just was thrown into the wall with a great speed, breaking the closet & waking up the baby in the process. When the baby woke up from his sweet slumber, he started to cry. He Hated when children cry! He didn't resisted when he was in the orphanage, He wouldn't do it now!
He stood up, Vanished Thomas to a wall, walked up to the crib, pointed his wand to the heart of the crying baby, & shot once more the killing curse.
After been Vanished to the wall, Thomas saw the bad evil guy point his wand to his brother & shot again that same green light.
"Charlie!" screamed Thomas, trying to do something to help his brother, with little success.
He finally drifted to unconsciousness, not seeing that he started to shine a grey-ish blue, & his little brother, a gold-ish red.
The Dark Lord knew something went wrong, maybe because the baby started to shine, that the house was on fire, or that the pain he was feeling was like no other, he didn't know for sure.
He felt how his body was destroyed, to end like a wrath, a weak soul without physical form, right there he swore vengeance against Charles Daniel Potter, he then dissipated, & faded from view, not to be seeing in many years.
When the Potters & the Order got there, they could only thing of one word: Chaos.
The house was set on fire, the second floor was completely blown up, some of the parts of the roof were in the backyard. After a few moments, they immediately sprang into accion.
Most of the Order Members stay outside to try & submite the fire, others like Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus, the Potters, Hestia Jones & the Longbottoms were to look what happened to the children.
When they arrived to the room, they saw a mostly intact crib, Dumbledore, the Potters, Black & Lupin went to see the baby, while the others noticed that Thomas was in the ground, & went to see how was the boy.
After a minutes, or hours, you couldn't tell, Dumbledore spoke:
"James, Lily, it seems that Charlie here, is the Chosen One".
"How could you possible know Albus?"asked a frantic Lily
"Look at his face"
There, in his forhead, it was a freshly cut in the shape of a lighting bolt.
