Infinite Worlds

Ch. Harry's Past

Harry James Potter was born on July 31st 1980. He was a beautiful little boy with shocking black hair, that would never, ever stay tidy and the brightest of bright jade green eyes; which he shared with only one other person in the world, his mother. Soon after Harry has born, a prophecy was made by Sybil Trelawney, one of the only two true prophecies she would ever make. It foresaw the birth of 'the one with the power to defeat the dark lord' and the criterion behind it. Dumbledore found to matches; Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom. They both had the potential for to fulfil the prophecy, to be the destined defeater of the Dark Lord. Both families immediately went into hiding, the Potter's under Fidelius in Godric's Hollow and the Longbottom's retreated to their mansion; activating the full ward systems.

The Fidelius charm is one of the most powerful protection spells in existence; overshadowed only by Blood Magic. It works by locking a secret into the very soul of the Secret Keeper. Anyone who doesn't know the secret could walk right past you, if you were under it, and not even see you there. Unfortunately it has a weakness, there's nothing stopping the Secret Keeper from giving up your location willingly. This was what happened to the Potter's; their Secret Keeper was Peter Pettigrew, loyal servant of the Dark Lord and betrayer to the Light.

And so on that fateful Halloween he betrayed the location of the Potters to Voldemort.

We all know what happened after that… Harry went to the Dursely's, then to Hogwarts. At Hogwarts he fought various battles, all for the purpose of getting closer to destroying the Dark Lord.

Harry's POV.

I could see it in his eyes when he realized I was still alive. Something I never thought I would ever see! Fear! He had killed me for a second time and I wasn't dead. And as I watched the fear and panic grow I grew more confident that I would end him. After all; if Voldemort himself seemed to see his impending doom, it shouldn't be that hard.

And it wasn't, I killed him. Just like that… It was kind of pathetic really. I would've thought he'd have put up more of fight. But he didn't… all he did was scream this strange word; just before the Killing Curse hit him for the final time.

RAZDERATI… that's what he screamed. But it doesn't seem important now ... at all.

End Harry's POV.

And they forgot that last spell and Harry wouldn't think about it until well after he'd died.

A/N: razderati is rend in Croatian… if Google translator works that is.