Alexander Evans wasn't feeling quite up to the mark lately. His back had been aching ever since he returned from his last tour to Sudan. The physician told him that it would eventually return to normal and he believed him so. However serving in the Royal Navy wasn't an easy thing. And it left a lot of scars on his body and psyche. He wasn't even able to attend both of his sister's weddings. But he likely met both of them afterwards. He did it separately. He didn't have the power to bridge the gap between his both sisters.

Lt Alexander Evans was the oldest amongst the three siblings. And he spend most of his time studying in a military boarding. So it wasn't much of a surprise when he joined Navy right after finishing the study of the medicine. He still remembered how much proud his parents were when he became a Doctor and an officer at the same time. He lost them to a plane crash few months back. And with them the connection with his sister's was gone.

He was rather shocked when he learned about magical world and a little bit jealous. However he got over it. Yes, It took time but he never blamed Lily for it. Petunia on the other hand didn't take it very well and grew detached from her family. He tried to talk her out of it but either he had very little convincing powers or she was just that stubborn. So he just gave up on that topic. Besides he was busy with his duties and eventually he got married himself.

His meeting with Lily's husband James Potter had been quite a bit awkward. Both had trouble understanding what the other was trying to say. Of course as a man of science he had a bit of trouble understanding magical terms. However, Despite not being the best of friends both of them had healthy amount of respect and got along for Lily's sake.

Flashback

"So you are a Medical Officer in the British Army I presume?" James enquired with an elegant smile, Alex was feeling a bit awkward but he retained his calmness throughout the conversation, "So the Doctor is like a healer right? Is it hard to become one?"

"It depends actually, But yes people consider it a bit hard to get into!" Alex remarked in a casual tone.

"Well, I guess we don't need most of the healers in wizarding world. If you know a good deal of magic and potions you can easily cure yourself from most of things!" James spoke with a proud grin on his face.

Alex sighed, He needed to change the topic as quick as possible. The conversation seemed to be heading into the dark area.

"So where are you from exactly, Mr Potter?"

"My family's from an old village out west,' James responded with another smile, and he pushed his fingers through his already unkempt-looking hair. 'You've probably never heard of it.'

'I used to be a travelling salesman in my youthful summers.'

'Really? I've never actually had to work.'

'Quite.'

'Anyway, it's called Godric's Hollow. Lots of history and mythology, especially for magical folk. A Muggle like you, though-'

"Ah, It's alright. I would love to visit it someday if I am allowed to..."

"Don't worry mate, I will have Peter or Sirius take you there in next vacation."

Flashback End

And Lily, They never had a special connection to begin with. But there had always been a lot of sibling love and support between them. Which undoubtedly increased after Petunia's fight with her. Then he had been informed about a war which was going on in the magical world. Battle between good wizards and an evil tyrant who wanted to rule the entire world. He never got to learn anything further then that. It was the last message he received from her.

And it has been three years since then...

He took out a bottle of wine from his fridge, His wife Elizabeth was visiting her sick grandparents and the infant Matthew, As he named his son, was traveling alongside her. He would have been traveling with them too, However the doctor advised him not to do anything rash until next few months. Well it sucked to be on the opposite side of the bed. Listening instructions of someone else, That was a low blow for a surgeon like him. He was used to barking orders, Not taking them. Anyways, A few of his classmates had arranged several interviews for him now that he was released from the army. He initially wanted to work in the Metropolitan Hospital where his wife worked as a nurse. But it all depended on how the interview went.

Suddenly he was startled by the sudden ringing of the bell. He felt a bit tensed as he looked at the clock. It was pretty late now. Somewhere past midnight. Who could be visiting him at this times? Feeling slightly confused he stood up , walked to the door and opened it. And switched on the lights.

. "Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall," Alex gasped recalling his sister's mentors instantly . "I wasn't expecting you to come here. Please, come in."

"Ah, Mr Evans! I heard you had an accident in Iran. Glad to see that you are in one piece". Dumbledore greeted him in his usual calming voice. His eyes darted to the picture of Alex and his wife with a newborn but he managed to hide his surprise. "We are sorry for the disturbance but it was absolutely necessary for us to come in person.

"It's alright. Should I fetch you a tea or coffee?" Alex offered, Leading them inside. He knew this wasn't a social call. He didn't have any contact with Lily or the magical world since last three years. Seeing them all of a sudden meant they had some major news. He prayed that it was good.

"I am afraid we are not the bearers of good news!" McGonagall spoke in a grim tone as she settled on an armchair. Dumbledore followed the course.

Alex meanwhile froze on the spot. He didn't know how to deal with this. There was only one meaning to this and he was too scared to even think about this. He just buried his parents, He didn't have the strength to bury his sister. He fell on his knees, Too much exhausted to deal with this

"Lily and James were found dead in their house. You-know-who killed the two of them." Dumbledore patted him on the shoulders, " The two of them is dead!"

"What about their child? They send me a picture of him a year ago...With this guy called Remus!" Alex asked almost impatiently

"Harry is alive," Dumbledore told him. "Something amazing has happened. Voldemort used the killing curse on little Harry but it reflected and ended up affecting himself. So in a way he took down his Parents killer even without knowing it himself."

Alex nodded numbly. What's done was done. Even though the tyrant was gone, The people he killed were never going to come back. Little Harry would have to grow up without his parents.

"However the threat of his followers still remains. There is an ancient magic which requires the person to stay with someone who shares the same blood as him or her!" Dumbledore explained with a sigh, "You were the most obvious choice. James and Lily mentioned you in their will, Both of them agreed you would have made an excellent guardian if anything were to happen to them!"

Alex brushed off the wetness from the corners of his eyes. He responded with a fierce nod. "I will be happy to but...I may never be able to give him the lifestyle and upbringing his father would have given to him."

"Don't sell yourself short Alex! Harry doesn't need to grow up inside a magical household to become a great wizard." McGonagall chided the eldest Evans.

"You are a fine man Alexander Evans and I am pretty sure you will do fine. The only other option we have is Petunia and you know very well how that can turn out!" Dumbledore remarked in an amused tone. Alex facepalmed. Petunia might be his sister but he knew she can hold grudges for years. Besides it was possible that she might not be able to look past the hatred she had for Lilly. Alex felt that a lot of pressure on his shoulders. He knew his wife wouldn't object much to it. But delivering the shocking news to her was quite the task in itself.

In short, He was going to need all the luck in the world .

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Eleven Years later

Matthew Evans sat in the living room. Waiting for his breakfast. His father was off to an emergency surgery . It kinda sucked that his dad was working on the Sundays but that came with being a doctor. He switched on the television. He was tempted to watch an anime but he knew that his mother won't allow it. So he settled on a Tom and Jerry cartoon. He could always binge watch Naruto or DBZ at his friend's house. In short, Matt was a simple and a very balanced boy. He wasn't too good at anything. However at the same time he had always been above average in both sports and studies (His Mother believed he was just a bit distracted). He had dark brown, messy hair and blue eyes, both of which he inherited from his mother. And he was currently playing with his cerials and his sandwich.

"Hey Matt, How's your hand acting up? Smeltings got pretty rough in the football match." Harry spoke while taking a sip of his hot chocolate

"It's fine. Besides we won, So it's all that matters in the end!" Matt chuckled, flinching a bit as he touched his wrist. The bruise was still intact.

"I don't know. Perhaps you should opt for swimming or baseball like me. You are a little bit tiny for football. " Harry remarked teasingly

"Thanks but no thanks, Einstein!" Matt stuck out his tongue playfully.

Harry laughed at his response. Both of them knew strange things tend to happen around. Sometimes it seemed like Uncle Alex knew something but he just seemed to disregard everything. The neighbor's dog who had been terrorizing Matt was suddenly found on the rooftop of the tallest building. And no one knew how it reached there in the first place, Because the place had been locked for years. Then there was the day Aunt Liz discovered that the freezer had been filled to the brim with ice cream. The eldest Evans disregardEd everything as normal. His wife followed the course. So both children assumed that this must be a part of their life.

They resided inside a very comfortable Duplex which was located in the suburbs of Manchester. Both children had their different rooms. Equal in size. There was also the guest room and Alex made a little games room on the balcony. Which served more like the clubhouse for both cousins. Albeit, They were only cousins in names. Harry considered Matt his first and foremost the best friend. Matt mutually felt the same way. Now it would be too much to say that Aunt Liz loved Harry as her own. There was a clear difference between how she treated Matt and how she treated Harry. However, She was very kind and dutiful guardian. She pitied the boy for losing his parents at such a young age and she was indeed very nice to him. However she never tried to fill in the shoes of his mother. Meanwhile Alex did his best to provide for his family and be the best father he can to his son and nephew. He wasn't around most times thanks to work. But he was very much earnest and sincere. It was like having a real dad.

Click

The sound of mailbox broke Harry's chain of thoughs. Matt blinked in confusion, Glancing at the door.

"Both of you! Finish your breakfast . I will get it!" A voice came from inside the kitchen. The woman in question had long, black hair which she wore in a tight ponytail. She was a thirty two year old nurse working at the city's biggest and busiest hospital. Her name was Elizabeth Thomson. Which changed into Evans after marriage. There wasn't some glorious love story involved. They met through common friends. Started dating, broke up, became friends, dated again then eventually married after falling in love. She quickly opened the mailbox and started to sort through the mail. There were a few bills. A greetings card from their distant relatives in the Australia. and two thick letters made of something Harry thought was probably parchment. The first was addressed to Harry in green ink, and she flipped the second over, expecting the same, only to have her jaw drop in surprise.

It was for her son.

Matthew Evans...

She saw the seal on the letter which read Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry's letter read the room on the first floor. While Matt's letter read room near his parents. She looked up in the ceiling on her house, An owl was sitting on the edge.

Droplets of sweat started to form on her forehead, At first she didn't believe in magic and thought her husband was playing a prank on her. When that woman with pointy hat McGonagall or whatever her name was turned her table into horse, She had no other option then believing it.

However, She had forgotten about it with time. There were a few strange incidents but they were ignorable. But she couldn't ignore this now.

It was about time to call her husband.

Okay, This is the first chapter of Matthew Evans and the boy who lived. I hope you like it. I would still appreciate your comments. The worst thing for an author is silence. You can't tell if you're connecting with your readers, if they're getting where you think the story is going or not. And those comments don't have to be praise. Of course, I'd be lying if I tried to say that I don't enjoy the praise. But I actually learn more from the critical comments. Just as long as you're respectful and allow me to respond, you can say anything.