Hadrian Potter: The Rise of Lord Peverell
Hey guys this is my first fanfiction story and it's a story that has been on my mind for quite a while I hope you all like it. Please review and tell me what you think.
Thinking/Spells/Foreign Language
A Fateful Halloween
Lord Voldemort, also known by his filthy muggle name Tom Marvolo Riddle, sneered at the distasteful display in front of him muggles were celebrating Halloween. He glared hatefully at a group of kids dressed in ridiculous costumes and idly fingered his white yew wand beneath his robes. 'Muggles. Such a worthless waste of flesh. I should make them all burn and crumble at my feet.' However he decided not to as doing so would result in giving away his location to the Potters.
Before his bloodlust got the best of him he continued walking towards his destination, his mind wandering towards the prophecy he heard from his loyal death eater Snape. " The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies..."
He sneered at the thought. 'Do they truly believe that mere children can defeat me! I, Lord Voldemort heir to the great Salazar Slytherin, I, the most powerful Dark Lord that has ever lived!' But still, he decided he wouldn't take any chances and continued on to eliminate the three possible candidates for this prophecy Charles Potter, Neville Longbottom, and Hadrian Potter.
He already sent Bellatrix and a group of death eaters to take care of the Longbottoms so the Potters were his only target as of now.
Upon reaching the Potter Manor hidden under the Fidelius Charm, Voldemort gave a wave of his wand easily bypassing the wards thanks to the worthless servant rat of his Peter Pettigrew selling them out. Pointing his wand at the door he softly hissed "Bombarda!" and stepped inside as the door exploded into tiny wooden splinters. Smiling coldly he heard a terrified scream and a muffled thump from within the house and was confronted by Lily and James Potter.
"Lily! It's him! Take the kids and run! I'll hold him off!" James shouted in panic as he dove away from a killing curse sailing straight towards him. Hastily drawing his wand while finishing his roll he glared hatefully at the monster before him.
"Stupefy! Reducto!" James snarled with his hatred, fury, and fear all fueling his spells.
Smiling sadistically with cruel amusement Voldemort easily batted away the spells and laughed darkly. " What's this? Trying to beat me with pathetic kid spells Potter! This will be even easier than I thought! The Dark Lord hissed when he saw three baby faces as Lily Potter hastily ran upstairs.
'The Longbottom child is here as well! Looks like I'll be killing three children with one stone!'
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort snapped.
The sickly green curse of death erupted from his wand and sailed over to the Potter patriarch but James was able summon a chair to him to block it. As the chair was blasted apart he quickly transfigured a nearby sofa into a tiger and ordered it to attack. As amusing as this little duel was he was running out of time so he decided to end it quickly.
"Ardo Exturbo!" Voldemort hissed.
A bright orange ball of light was absorbed into the end of his yew wand and then exploded outwards. James only had a second to blink before the spell bulldozed through his transfigured lion and onto himself. Feeling the impact of the spell he was sent hurling to the wall where he landed with a painful crack. Without as so much a glance towards the little insect he squashed the Dark Lord climbed the stairs until he reached a locked door while hearing Lily trying to secure the room some more. Enjoying her fear and helplessness he waited for a second and then blasted the door apart.
Lily felt huge fear and the need to sob as she continued to barricade the door. Everyone was currently at an order meeting and she had just sent a plea for help using the Patronus Charm. Despite this Lily knew that it was already far too late for them to assist in any way.
Stepping inside the room after blasting the door to bits Voldemort turned his attention to Lily who was standing there wide eyed with tears streaming down her face.
"Get out of the way foolish girl, you are in my way!"
"Please! Not the children! Take me instead!"
As he was about to respond to her pleas the trembling mother quickly flicked her wrist and yelled "Reducto!"
Just as fast if not faster Voldemort quickly batted away the curse and sent a dark laceration curse in retaliation. She quickly conjured a shield but her eyes widened when 3 different curses rammed into her shield and shattered it upon impact. The last curse hit her defenseless body sending her to the wall unconscious just like her husband.
He muttered in disgust. "So pathetic, Dumbledore must be finally going senile if these wanabee soldiers are the best his Order can do." Stepping closer to the children he observed the prophesized children with his glowing malevolent ruby red eyes. Three children lay before him two were wailing and crying in fear while the other was observing him with as much intensity in return.
One of the crying children had reddish brown hair with hazel eyes and the other had brown hair with light brown eyes.
'The red hair one is Charles Potter and the other is the Longbottom brat.'
Snorting in disgust at their irritating wails Voldemort turned his attention to the final child. Unlike the other crying brats this one had messy jet-black hair with fairly pale skin and glowing emerald eyes, reminding him of his favorite death curse.
'Hadrian Potter.' Voldemort whispered.
Staring into his emerald eyes, he felt as if his soul was being judged or what's left of it anyways. Voldemort carefully aimed his wand to the child's forehead. Although he's killed countless people he wanted to see this child's death more than anything.
This must be the prophesized child. Goodbye Hadrian Potter but you could not be allowed to reach your full potential.
He softly whispered "Avada Kedavra" and watched as the sickly green light struck the boy's forehead. As the curse connected Voldemort turned his attention to the other two children and on the off chance that either one of these children were the prophesized child he decided he would have to kill them both.
Getting ready to finish the job Voldemort never saw the prone form of Hadrian Potter glowing with a green light and just as Voldemort incanted the famous two words, "Avada Kedavra", the green light manifesting around Hadrian exploded connecting with the Dark Lord resulting in a yell of pain and anger while hurling his spell away from Charles Potter and Neville Longbottom.
As the Dark Lord felt his tattered soul being ripped away from his body from his perspective it looked like the glowing light came from Charles and Neville. The room exploded with green light as the Dark Lord's body turned to ashes and flying splinters cut Charles' cheek in an "S" formation while scrap metal from the roof hit Neville's cheek resulting in a branded "X" formation.
At the very front of the house, a small mousy rat let out a terrified squeak as the Potter manor's upper level exploded with a flash of green light sending pulses of magical energy in every direction. Shivering with absolute terror it carefully made its way into the house and to the nursery. The Dark Lord was nowhere in sight only a pile of ashes, his dark robes, and his wand remained through the rubble. Acting quickly the rat took the wand inside it's mouth and ran rapidly out of sight into the dark night.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, defeater of the Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the leader of the light in the struggle against Lord Voldemort carefully scanned his longtime friends and allies with his piercing blue eyes.
"Whatever he is planning Voldemort has chosen not to divulge his plans to anybody but himself not even Severus I'm afraid is trusted." Dumbledore spoke while ignoring the flinches made when he mentioned Voldemort's name.
Alastor Moody frowned as he said "The Dark bastard has been quiet for some months, there has been only little raids, nothing big, whatever it is it must be big for him not to trust anybody."
Nodding in tired agreement, Dumbledore let his gaze sweep across the room some were old some were young. Nevertheless each Order member's face had the same tired old look plastered on their face showing that this war was taking its toll.
"On the other hand, the Dark Lord is planning heavy raids on some families." Dedalus Diggle said in a weary voice.
"Which ones? Are they those in the order?" Molly Weasley asked with fear and worry in her tone at the thought of her family being targeted.
Mundungus Fletcher answered "No it seems the Dark Lord is targeting neutral families like the Davis, Greengrass, and Zabini families. Seems he is tired of waiting for a decision on their allegiance. Though they are adamant about staying neutral and refuse to aid him or us for that matter."
"To the Dark Lord there is no such thing as neutrality you are either with him or against him." Amos Diggory sated grimly.
Dumbledore nodded "No doubt these attacks are to send a message to the public and to get his hands on their vast fortunes to help his war effort."
Frank Longbottom groaned in frustration "I don't get it why don't they just join our cause if they're rejecting the Dark Lord.
"They're stubborn and too set in their old ways to change." Remus Lupin added tiredly.
"I do not see Lily or James here. Where are they?" Dumbledore asked looking around.
Alice answered "They are at Potter Manor with Neville. Lily volunteered to look after him along with Charles and Hadrian."
"And Peter?"
"He said-" Whatever Remus was about to say was abruptly stopped as a bright light patronus doe pranced through the door and through its mouth Lily's terrified and panicked voice was heard "Anyone please come quick he's here it's You-Know-Who! Please help!"
"Potter Manor is under attack!" Dumbledore shouted hoarsely as determination seeped through his voice.
"No! Our son and the Potters are there!" Alice shouted in fear for her friends and her only child.
Dumbledore swiftly rose to his feet along with the rest of the Order. He shouted out "We must go at once!" and swiftly apparated to Potter Manor.
'The prophecy children are all at the same place! I cannot allow them to perish or our world is doomed. This must be what Tom had planned all along...I'm such a fool!'
Immediately apparating to Potter Manor the Order arrived with a loud CRACK. The sight that awaited them shocked them the top floor of the manor was completely blown up as the roof had caved in. Alice let out a chocked sob and rain into the house "Neville! Lily! James!"
Snapping out of their shocked horrified trance Dumbledore rapidly led the rest of them inside the house and saw James slumped on the side of the floor unconscious with his head face down. Sirius quickly ran over and checked for a pulse. He was immediately relieved to find that he was alive. "James is still alive! He has 3 broken ribs and a shattered arm!
Nodding in relief Dumbledore ordered someone to take him to St. Mungos and ascended up the stairs. Upon entering the nursery he scanned the room.
Alice rushed past him and shouted. "Neville! Lily!"
The three boys were lying in what was once a nursery. Hadrian was lying face up and quiet while Charles and Neville were wailing and crying their eyes out.
Albus! Wha- what is this?" Remus stammered as he pointed to pile of ashes and a tattered black cloak.
"The prophecy has been fulfilled Voldemort has been vanquished." Dumbledore stated in disbelief as he took the sight in of the three children with clear relief.
After checking on Lily and making sure she was alright he sent her to St. Mungos to be alongside her husband in the hospital. Dumbledore then turned to the three boys. Charles and Neville were crying their eyes out with bleeding scars on their cheeks while Hadrian seemed to be knocked unconscious. Looking more closely he saw Charles had an "S" shaped scar and Neville had a "X" shaped scar on their cheeks, while Hadrian had a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
'The Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal...' Unable to distinguish which one the dark lord had chosen he scanned their scars. To his dismay he couldn't find anything due to the lingering dark magic in the air. Seeking another method he checked their magical cores, Charles and Neville had above-average high cores while Hadrian's core was drastically low.
'There is no way Voldemort would have picked the one with the lowest magical strength. It must be Charles and Neville together then...' It never occurred to him that as a result of blocking the killing curse Hadrian's core would be depleted. And thus, Dumbledore made a decision that altered fate itself and would change the magical world forever.
By now, Potter Manor was filled with Order members, Ministry officials, aurors, and other people who apparated in. Walking outside the house Dumbledore confronted these people and raised Charles Potter and Neville Longbottom into the air so they all could see.
"Lord Voldemort has been defeated! Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Neville Longbottom and Charles Potter! The vanquishers of the Dark Lord and the Boys-Who-Lived!"
The crowd went silent and then as if a cannon went off cheers erupted from everywhere as they celebrated the downfall of the Dark Lord.
3 Months Later...
After announcing the defeat of the Dark Lord Voldemort the Boys-who-Lived were celebrated with gifts, praises, and a bunch of attention. Currently Potter Manor was filled with friends and loved ones, the air and vibe full of joy and freedom something that was absent during the Dark Lord's reign.
Hadrian or Harry as he is called by his family was just sitting on the floor enjoying the new shiny toys that he had just found: a golden snitch and a teddy bear. He laughed and giggled in happiness as he threw them in the air. Charles and Neville seeing Hadrian's fascination tried to take it away from him.
Finally, after a short struggle Charles and Neville took the snitch and teddy bear respectively. Upset at the loss Hadrian tried to get the toys back, however now there was a three way tug-of-war for the toys. As his frustration mounted Hadrian lashed out and his magic responded sending Charles and Neville across the floor where they then bawled their eyes out crying.
The adults talking had their discussion interrupted by a shriek and then saw with shock filled eyes as Charles and Neville were flung away from Hadrian.
Lily quickly ran to her precious savior son and began to comfort him "Shhh it's alright sweetie, mommy's here nothing bad will happen."
"Albus did you see that!" James exclaimed.
"Yes it looks like Harry just did his first accidental magic. I'm astounded he did so at such a young age." Dumbledore furrowed his brows as he pondered this shocking new development.
"He could have hurt his brother and my Neville" Alice said as she picked up Neville and started comforting him too.
"Albus we have to discuss this" said James as he led Lily and Dumbledore to an empty libraryand shut the door.
"What should we do? He almost hurt Charles and Neville!" Lily said in fear.
"We cannot allow anything to happen to them they're our saviors!" James said in a stern voice.
"Perhaps then a distance should be put between them then." Dumbledore suggested.
"But how?"
Maybe Hadrian can spend some time with some other families until he's eleven, then you can reclaim him." Dumbledore suggested once again.
Lily and James spoke quietly to each other for several minutes until a decision was made.
"You are right distance is the best thing for this family right now. Charles is going to be trained by you and we can't afford for Harry to become a distraction or jealous. So that's why we have decide to send Harry to Lily's sister. James explained in a calm delivery.
Dumbledore's eyebrows shot upward in surprise " Are you sure my boy? Surely such measures doesn't need to be undertaken? Why not some other magical families? I'm sure they would gladly take the brother of the Boy-Who-Lived."
"No we cannot afford for Harry to hear about Charles and Neville it might cause him to become jealous. Besides with Lily's sister Harry will be safe from anybody that wishes to harm him to get to Charles."
With a sad sigh Dumbledore turned to them and nodded "Very well Harry will be sent to Lily's sister."
As the Potters left Dumbledore's face grew pensive. While he wanted the worlds savior's to be safe he didn't want Harry to become taken completely out of the magical world either.
'I hope we know what we are doing...I guess only time will tell...'
And so Albus Dumbledore found himself a week later at the doorstep of Number Four of Privet Drive. Gently, he laid down the baby wrapped in a blanket with a note to inform Lily's sister, Petunia of the situation. Before he turned and apparated away he muttered "Good luck Hadrian Potter, I'm sorry but it must be done for the Greater Good. I hope you can forgive an old man for his actions. With one last remorseful look he vanished silently into the night.
And so with this, the wheels of fate were set in motion and Albus Dumbledore would be none the wiser. For the world would lay witness to the rise of Hadrian Potter, the Rise of Lord Peverell.