It was a dark,thundery night that dawned on the day of Halloween in the year 1981 when a dark robed figure appeared on the outskirts of Godric's Hollow with fear and darkness radiating off him.

He moved towards a double story house which no one seemed to notice thanks to the Fidelius Charm that the family living there had cast to protect themselves from him, to bad they trusted the wrong person.

Wormtail might not have much uses but he had definitely proven useful on this occasion in revealing the Potter's location and a chance to destroy his future worst enemy when he was defenceless but the question that remained was which child was it as there were at least 3 candidates who would be the one the Potter twins or the Longbottom boy.

All these thoughts were going through his head and before he knew it he had blasted the door open.

"Stupefy" yelled James Potter who had hidden behind a couch in a desperate attempt to give Lily more time.

Voldemort merely dodged the spell and silently casted a reductio at him.

There was a loud explosion and when the dust had cleared James Potter was on the floor unmoving.

He moved up the stairs and blasted the door to the nursery open.

Lily Potter screamed and tried to disarm him but he had already blasted her aside, her unmoving body falling to the floor as the dark lord turned to the first of the two babies and with a great shout he bellowed, " avada kedavra," when something strange seemed to happen as the light rebounded off the child and hit him, then with one final scream he was gone. *

7 years later

Harry Potter stared sadly out of his window in the enormous Potter mansion watching his twin brother, the famous boy who lived, Matthew Potter, a spoilt arrogant want it all, bully play Quidditch ( with his parents supervising) with two of his friends Ron Weasley and Seamus Finnigan, a pure blood and a half blood who both believed themselves better than anyone except Mathew.

One might question why Harry was not out there with everyone else was because he was neglected by his parents and his brother and because they neglected him, everyone else also did with the semi exception being Ron's siblings well Fred and George, Ron's twin brothers, his sister Ginny and the three eldest siblings Percy,Charlie and Bill, when the latter two were here that was, acknowledged his existence and occasionally talked to Harry which was a lot better than his own family.

It was that particular day that Harry made his first friend, it had started out as a normal day except for Mathew having his friends over to play Quidditch, actually coming to think about it, that was pretty normal as well.

Wandering down to the pitch, he asked his father, " hi dad can I go to the muggle library?"

James Potter replied, still looking at his son and his friends playing, " sure, whatever you want."

Harry on the outside remained calm but on the inside he was fuming as his father had not even glanced at him as usual and the only times he did seem to speak to him was to yell at him for something Mathew had done as the boy who lived could not do anything wrong, he thought sarcastically as he began to jog to the local library in the village which was around a five minute walk.

Harry arrived at the libary slightly out of breath with his hands on his knees before gathering himself and went in.

The librarian smiled at him from behind the counter as she watched him go to the children's section but inside she was slightly worried about his lack of friends as he always seemed to come here everyday, she knew he was the younger twin son of Matthew, an arrogant boy and she strongly suspected him to be the reason behind his lack of friends and his parents always spoilt Matthew rotten and she doubted they would notice if he went missing.

Meanwhile Harry was looking for the book the BFG by Roald Dahl but could not seem to find until he stumbled across a bushy haired girl around his age reading a stack of books and the BFG was the next one on her list.

"Excuse me," said Harry as the girl looked up, pointing at the next book he asked, "can I borrow that, I will return it to you when I am done with it."

The girl seemed to brighten up, "sure you can, my name is Hermione Granger," she said holding out her hand.

"Harry Potter," said Harry shaking the hand as her eyes widened.

" as in the son of James and Lily Potter?" She asked and when he nodded as a yes she gave him a small smile,before she asked, " I take it you love reading books then?"

"Yes," Harry confirmed as he got the book he was looking for and a few minutes later they both had a stack of books, talking to each other and agreeing to be friends.

As they approached the counter, the librarian smiled at them as she was glad they seemed to find a friend in each other as they spent so much time alone and although they were the only frequent visitors to the library they did not spend enough time with other children, their age that was.

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