Note: There is no prophecy in this story. Not the one we all know, at least. Snape never overheard anything when auditioning for the role of defense against the dark arts teacher. Lord Voldemort never tried to kill baby Harry Potter. James and Lily were killed by the Dark Lord for other reasons, but Harry is unscathed, and has never been marked. The Dark Lord was never vanquished, and Albus Dumbledore is presumed dead.

A/N: This story is kind of a culmination of a lot of a lot of HPTR I've read. I've always liked the idea of HPLV and I thought it would just make sense if HP was friends/lovers with Voldemort when they were both young. And Harry died, but was reborn as Harry Potter. And then that was interesting, because who's side would he be on? All that became this giant plot bunny that will hopefully turn into a story that you guys will enjoy reading. Maybe?

I really enjoy writing this stuff so I hope you enjoy reading it.

~*~Dark Rituals~*~

Miss Macmillan demanded that Hadrian hold her hand for their entire excursion in diagon alley.

The streets were filled with people, slightly hushed, but no where near as afraid as they were of Voldemort. That was a good sign. Voldemort's meticulous security had inspired some confidence, it seemed. Hadrian once again felt himself a little disappointed that he had been left out. At the time, he had not thought. On the grounds of Hogwarts, during the last battle, he saw Albus Dumbledore cast the killing curse straight at Voldemort's back. Using the entire reserves of his magic, he made the necromancer's sacrifice, and threw himself in the way of that green light. Hadrian Evans had died before his body hit the ground.

As he had done the necromancy rituals to shield himself from the normal process of having one's memories removed to enter the afterlife, he had a pleasant stay in "the great beyond", with all his memories intact. Then, of course, his soul was given a rebirth. How quaint that he was born as another dark-haired, orphaned half-blood, also called Hadrian. This time, he was Hadrian Potter. And while he fully knew that Tom would not have lazed the days away since his departure, he was not expecting such a great kingdom to await his return.

Of course, Harry could have visited earlier, he had been alive for eleven years, after all. But he really had no wishes to be around Tom until he was of age—the status of a minor and the looks that accompanied it would make too much of a weakness. So he had waited, done some things, until he was contacted at his muggle relatives residence by a witch with a letter. His Hogwarts letter, of course.

Magic was explained to him, and he acted the correct part, but he was really thinking of diagon alley.

As they walked, it was most of the old stores, many new items had been invented. What he wasn't expecting was a fountain as tall as the nearest shop, one of himself around the age that he died. He was in a dueling pose, his face a mask of innocence and intelligence and seduction and loyalty. A snake was wrapped around his body, its head beside his own stone one. He stared.

"Statue of the great Hadrian Evans—a wizard and powerful necromancer that took down Hogwarts itself." Miss Macmillan explained. She was a young teacher's assistant at Hogwarts in her final year. She shuddered. "His sacrifice is what freed magic, so we are able to practice all types of magic today. Probably who you're named after."

If only she knew…

Tom had made a statue? Of him? But after that little spiel of propaganda it all made sense. Hadrian Evans would be a hero that little kids would look up to. Dueller, powerful, loyal. He noticed how the snake was not Nagini, but more like Voldemort himself. And its coils dug tight on his neck. The dark lord was possessive. And he noticed that there was a ring on his hand that was around the snake. The gaunt ring. The one he had destroyed so he could not be resurrected. And the dark lord was angry.

This was also made to send a message to him. He wanted to be dead? If he came back, he would be held in tighter and tighter coils. He would no longer have that option. It was also a challenge.

Hadrian felt a sick thrill rush through him as he thought of the challenge ahead. He allowed Ms Macmillan to lead him further into diagon alley.

~*~HPLV~*~

A/N: And that's the first chapter! I am looking for a ideas people may have about the main plot for first year. Lord Voldemort is not going to try to break into Hogwarts to get the Philosopher's Stone anymore, so what should Harry be battling?

And any thoughts about the story so far would be lovely.

I was also thinking about updating this regularly. I wanted to say weekly, but do you think that's too spaced out? And what day should it be, if weekly or bi-weekly?

Love y'all,

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