Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Only my imagination and ideas.
Gordric's Hollow, Potter Manor, October 31
"Do you have the decoy?" a cold voice hissed into the night. Behind him huddled twenty Death Eaters. They were huddled inside the house next door to the Potter Manor.
"Yes, m'lord. Do you want me to give him the scar?" A huge man asked holding out a bundle.
"I will do it." Voldemort took the boy, who sniveled in fear, and used his wand to slice a scar on the boy's head. Thank Merlin for Silencing Wards, Voldemort grimly thought as the boy hollered at the top of his lungs until Voldemort was forced to stun him.
"Okay let's move out." Voldemort had been watching to many muggle movies. They headed to the door of Potter Manor and a huge man kicked it down. In seconds the Manor was swarming with Death Eaters. Voldemort had a bit of a set back as James Potter put up one hell ova a fight, taking down at least half of the Death Eaters before Voldemort reluctantly was forced to kill him. He was not supposed to kill the Potters but leave them as witnesses of his fake downfall.
He swept up the stairs and heard a baby laughing in the room down the hall. He blasted the door off its hinges and swept inside. He flung the mother aside and looked at his soon to be heir. The boy had shiny hair and brilliant emerald green eyes. Just like his mother's. Speaking of which-
"Relashio! Vulnero! Caecus!" Voldemort was thrown back, cut, and blinded before he had a chance to say 'Voldy Rulez'. (A/N He really does!) He quickly muttered the counter curse and had no choice but to dispatch the red haired beauty. He did not use the Killing Curse he just burst her lungs. She fell back with a gasp and Voldemort turned to the boy. He was laughing and clapping happily. That was when Voldemort felt the unthinkable. Love blossomed through his entire being and it hurt so much. He groaned in agony and reached for his wand. He had to end this torture. He would have to kill the boy.
"Avada Kedavra!" He spoke through clenched teeth. The flash of green light hit the boy full in the face and it rebounded off of him, hit at least ten mirrors, (A/N Harry liked making faces in mirrors) until it finally came into contact with Voldemort. He was blasted to unconsciousness (A/N the spell was weaker because of everything it hit) and part of his soul came off and attached to the only other thing alive; Harry…
1 hour later, Dark Lord HQ
Voldemort awoke with a bulging headache. He was on a bed with a gurgling baby boy. On the boy's head was a lightning shaped scar that looked half healed. Voldemort jumped out of the bed in surprise. The boy was suppose to be dead and yet so was Voldemort himself but he was amazingly better than he had in his whole life. He again felt love pour into his heart but this time there was no pain. (A/N Remember his soul wink, wink. hint, hint) Voldemort picked up the beautiful boy and flung him into the air and caught him. Harry laughed and clapped his tiny hands. He hugged Voldemort and Voldemort's lipless mouth turned into a smile.
When Harry yawned Voldemort rocked him to sleep and left with Harry asleep in his arms. He went to his throne room and placed a thin finger on the Dark Mark engraved on the golden chair. Only a few moments later and about thirty hooded Death Eaters apparated a circle around Voldemort.
"Hello my most faithful Death Eaters. It is time to start the next part of my plan. The Ministry has been infiltrated and most of the Order of Phoenix is dead. We will lay low and I will pretend to be dead while I train my new heir. Now onto matters at hand, all of you will now make the Unbreakable Vow and swear to protect Harry and do as he says so." Voldemort spoke to the assembled Death Eaters.
They filed one by one to make the Unbreakable Vow to protect Harry, not cause him harm in any way, and obey his every command. Some more important Death Eaters were added more responsibilities. Bellatrix Lestrange, Severus Snape, and the Malfoys were selected as his family, to watch over him, and teach him while Voldemort was gone. After it was all done Voldemort pulled out his wand.
"Muto Vultus Eternus!" A silver jet encased Harry and when it disappeared so had the black haired green-eyed boy. In the boys place was a beautiful blue-eyed blond haired boy. In his place was Salem Malfoy Riddle son of Tom Marvolo Riddle A.K.A Lord Voldemort and now his training had begun…
A/N- R&R everyone this is my first Harry fanfic hope it meets your standards. I don't care if you say my story sucks just give me some advice. If you have any ideas i'll be glad to write them. Now onto translations.
Relashio-Charm-not projectile- A charm used to force someone or something to releash that which it holds or grapples by means of shooting fiery sparks out or, underwater, shooting hot bursts of water. Also causes victim of spell to simply release whatever they are holding at the time.
Vulnero-curse- projectile-means to wound. It causes a cut, or the feeling of being hit.
Caecus-hex-projectile-to blind. It blinds the foe and is very affective in a duel.
Muto Vultus Eternus-Charm-not projectile- to change appearance forever. Causes something to change appearance to whatever the caster imagines.