"Lily… run!" whispered James Potter. His last words before he fell down in a crumpled heap. Lily screamed and ran up the staircase clutching two children.

"Percy…" she muttered quietly. Lily took out her wand and flicked it in front of one of the children. The boy disappeared in a flash of green light.

"Harry…" she muttered once more as she clumsily waved her wand. The door to the room creaked open, and the Dark Lord strode inside.

"Lily Evans… hand over the boy and you will not be harmed."

"No… not Harry! Not Harry!" Lily yelled at Voldemort, "Don't harm him!"

"Lily Evans! Hand me the boy!" Voldemort rasped.

"Not Harry! Not Harry!" she cried, grasping Harry tighter than ever. Lily stumbled back, as if she was trying to get away. Voldemort looked at Lily for a while. There was a flash of green light… and it was all over. A single tear ran down Harry's face, although he did not understand what was happening. All he knew is that he wanted his mother to stop sleeping, and his father to get off the floor. He didn't like this pale man who made his father fall, he didn't like him at all. The pale man strode over to him and raised his stick that looked like the one his father used to make colors swirl in the air. Harry saw a flash of green light, and the pale man disappeared.

Harry cried. He wailed for his mother and father. He wailed because of the pain in his forehead. Soon after, a big, hairy man loomed over him and picked he, Harry, up. Maybe he was here to help him find his parents…

The giant man placed Harry in a thick bundle of blankets, and he fell asleep with ease, knowing the big man was here to protect him, not to harm him…

In the years to pass Harry forgot all about his best friend, his brother, he forgot all about Percy. His playmate. He always thought he was an only child… but he had a brother… only forgotten.

Miles away, Sally Jackson held a swaddling baby in her arms. It was not hers, but her friend, Lily's. Along with the baby, she held a note in her hand.

Sally sobbed. Lily was dead, and her son, Percy was an orphan. But Sally knew Percy possessed a great power, a gift. The control over water… and now she knew she had to raise Percy as her own. And from that day on, she vowed to herself never to reveal that Percy's true parents were dead. Percy would take up her maiden name, Jackson. She knew that she had to take care of Percy now that his parents were gone. She knew how to take care of him. But there was one thing Sally didn't know.

Percy had a brother.

Harry James Potter.

These brothers were supposed to be separated forever. But fate chose a different path for them.

They were destined to rejoin each other once more.

But how…?

Hello guys! Please don't kill me for the long hiatus. But guess what! If you've been watching me for a while, you know that I once had a story called Brothers, the plot was Percy and Harry were brothers, remember? If you don't, now you know.

Anyways, I decided to rewrite it into this! Thanks for staying with me in the long run. By the way, be warned that I tend to get lazy with stories and delete them. Don't worry I'll try not to this time.

Well, I hope you enjoy this story and bear with me if... when it finishes. Review!

Review because I get so inspired and happy when I read your critiques good or bad! Thank you!

With hugs and blessings,

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