Tears of the Forgotten

Summary: Harry Potter. A name that belongs to a young boy that isn't really known by anyone. Living in the shadow of his older siblings, Harry will face a lot of trials and hardships in his life. Abandoned by his parents at the age of one and forced to live with relatives who hate him, Harry will suffer. But, with his suffering, his loneliness, and his will to not give up, Harry will become strong. Stronger than anyone thought he could be. People will acknowledge him, one day. And on that day, they will regret everything that they've done to him.

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own anything. It all belongs to J.K Rowling. If I decide to put any OC's then those are mine, other than that... nothing.

Warnings: There will be minor mentions of child abuse/neglect, nothing too extreme. I might make this a slash (boy x boy for you who don't know what slash is) fanfic so if you don't like reading slash then you might not want to read this because it's more likely to be a slash fanfiction. If this does turn out slash it most likely will be Voldemort (Tom Riddle Jr.)/Harry Potter, or Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. There will be slight Dumbledore/Weasleys (Molly, Ron, Ginny)/Lily and James bashing. So if you're a fan of Dumbledore, the Weasleys and Lily and James then you can either deal with it or just not read this story. But, there won't be a lot of bashing though, just some.

A/N: Well...this is my first fanfiction so sorry if it's terrible. I've always loved to read Harry Potter fanfiction so I've decided to write one myself. So... I hope you all like it. If it seems like people actually like this story then I'll continue with it...either way I'll continue it though, it's just the amount of times I'll update it will be slow if I find people don't like it. Oh, and can someone please explain to me what a beta is? Please and thank you.

Chapter 1

It was a normal night at Godric's Hallow. Outside you could see children, teens, and adults wearing costumes and trick or treating, trying to get as much candy as they could before the night was over.

James and Lily Potter were at an order meeting while Mary, a squib that lived near them, stayed to take care of their three sons; Leo Nathan Potter, Joel William Potter, and Harry James Potter.

James and Lily were both very attractive people that turned heads wherever they went. James, with his jet-black hair that could never be tamed, his warm brown eyes, and nicely tanned skin, drew the attention of a lot of ladies. Of course that didn't draw away from Lily, as she was just as stunning. Lily, with her long fiery red hair that matched her personality, milky white skin, and emerald green eyes that you could just get lost in if you stare too long, also has her own set of admirers.

Their three sons inherited a mix of their features and were very cute 15 month olds. Leo, the oldest triplet, had his father's dark, messy hair, but you could see red streaks, which he got from his mother. He had brown eyes like his father and was very loud, bubbly, and cried a lot. Much like his brother, Joel, the second born, had his father's eyes, but inherited his mother's fiery red hair and was quite similar to Leo concerning his personality, but he tended to cry and whine less. Harry, the youngest, was quite different than his two older brothers. He inherited his father's dark, messy hair but was the only one to get his mother's emerald eyes. His pale skin contrasted with his hair, and really brought out his eyes. He was quite smaller than his older brothers and tended to be more calm and quiet, which would sometimes cause worry for his parents.

So while James and Lily were at the order meeting, the triplets were in their room sleeping while Mary was in the living room reading a book. The later it got, the worse the weather was outside. It started pouring and was extremely windy. Mary started hearing sounds but convinced herself that it was just the wind causing the tree branches to bang on the window. Though, that didn't stop her from jumping every time a particularly loud sound came up and looking around to make sure that no one was there.

She decided that she would check on the boys to see if they were awake and needed anything. She quietly walked up the stairs and into the boys' room. Upon walking in, she surveyed the room to see if anything was different. The room was a nice sky blue colour with all kinds of designs in light green covering the walls. The walls had pictures of the family from when the kids were first born, pictures of them sleeping in the same crib together, and when they're just spending time together with their godparents. On one side of the room, they kept all the toys that the kids would play with and all their dressers and closets containing their clothes. On the other side, there was a shelf of books that Lily or James would sometimes read to them at night, though they mostly just sang lullabies. In the middle of the room there was one giant crib (instead of three separate ones) where the boys would sleep. James and Lily thought it was cute having them all together so they just put them into one crib.

When Mary reached them, she found herself smiling at what she saw. Leo, Joel, and Harry were all sleeping but were snuggling into each other. Joel was on the right side snuggling into Leo's side while Harry was on the left side snuggling into Leo's other side. Leo had an arm around Joel and Harry's arms and it just looked so cute that Mary couldn't help but squeal. She also saw Leo's lion plushie on top of him, Joel's wolf plushie in his right arm, and Harry's dog plushie in his left arm and just found everything so adorable.

While she was lost in her thoughts, she never heard someone unlock the door and walk up the steps until they reached the boys' room. She finally noticed another presence other than herself and the boys when she heard the door slam open and turned to see a man standing there. Only when she saw the wand he was holding and the smirk on his face did she realize that this wasn't good. Her last thought was 'I have to save the boys' before she saw a green light and crumpled to the floor.

The man who entered the room was by no means ugly. He was 6'5 and had blood red eyes and dark brown, silky hair. He had this mysterious, dark, and dangerous aura surrounding him, which added to his sexiness.

Once Voldemort got rid of the Potter triplets' babysitter, he approached the cot containing the three 15 month olds.

They were all awake due to the sound of the door slamming open and from the sound of Mary's body falling to the floor. Leo and Joel were crying and screaming. They didn't know what was happening, other than that a person they didn't recognize entered the room. Harry, instead of crying like his older brothers, was watching the man calmly; his green eyes glowing a killing curse green instead of their usual emerald.

As Tom observed the three, he felt an odd mix of disgust and curiosity. He watched Leo and Joel screaming and crying with a sneer on his face. 'Filthy brats. Are they trying to make me go deaf with their god awful screaming? The tears and snot on their face is absolutely disgusting.'

Taking his eyes away from the repulsive sight, he looked at the youngest one who was eerily quiet. The youngest one, who he remembered Wormtail calling Harry, wasn't crying or screaming at all. He was just sitting there and watching him.

'Well, at least this brat isn't making me go deaf...'

Blood red clashed with Avada Kedavra green. The two just stared at each other, ignoring everything else. Tom stepped closer to Harry, not taking his eyes off the boy's. When he looked at this boy he couldn't help but feel a pulse in his magic. It gave him an unfamiliar feeling, but he just brushed it off.

"Hmm. I like you, boy. You're not annoying like crybaby #1 and #2 over there. Yes...I sense a lot of potential from you. You would grow into a powerful wizard someday. It's a shame that you might be my downfall, for now I have to get rid of you, and your siblings." Tom said this while pointing his wand at Harry. He decided to kill the boy first because he thought he might as well give him a quick, painless death without having to watch his siblings die. Even though he didn't want to admit it, the boy was growing on him somehow.

"Avada Kedavra."

Instead of dying, when the green light hit his forehead, a bright white light enveloped Harry. Suddenly, he found the green light hurtling toward him instead. Stepping back in surprise, Voldemort ended up tripping on a toy car that Leo had left while playing earlier. The light ended up missing him and hitting the wall behind him. When retelling the events later to his followers, he would say that he skilfully dodged the light instead of tripping over a stupid car one of the brats left on the floor.

'Thank god for that stupid car though.'

After gathering his bearings, Tom noticed that the room was on fire from the reflected spell. Being the ever so clever and sneaky Slytherin he is, Tom quickly decided to leave and fake his death by planting evidence around the room to prove he was here and fell at the hands of one of the triplets.

Knowing that the Order of the Burnt Peacocks would be there soon, Tom quickly got to work and just finished as he heard the door to the house open. He quickly apparated back to his hideout, but not before stealing one last glance at Harry.

Just as Tom left, the door burst open and revealed three people.

A/N: Soooo yeah. Sorry if it sucks. And sorry it's short. I'll try to make the next chapter longer.