The Twins-That-Lived
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Harry Potter world. Assume that that won't change throughout the story so I don't have to write this for every chapter.
Summary: Harry and his younger twin Tom defeat Voldemort. Harry is very protective of Tom. Powerful Harry.
Chapter 1: Prologue
The wash of magic was felt throughout the earth. The changes left in its wake went unnoticed. Most Muggles wrote it off as a truck outside or possibly a small earthquake, but the witches, wizards, and assorted sentient magical beings knew what it was. Now they could only wait to see if it brought good news, or great sadness.
At the epicenter of this wave of magic, confusion was the primary feeling. Harry James Potter wasn't sure what had happened. His mother lay crumbled on the floor in front of his crib, and there was a smudge of ash where he could have sworn a man with a huge snake used to be.
Hearing a cry to his left, Harry looked over and saw his brother, Tom Evan Potter. He crawled over and wrapped his younger twin up in a hug. Harry was sure of one thing. He had to protect Tom. Always, no matter what.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Order of Merlin First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards, stood waiting with Minerva McGonagall on Privet Drive in Little Whinging, Surrey. A sudden loud roar filled the air as a dark shape dropped out of the sky and landed with a thump on the ground.
Rubeus Hagrid swung his massive body off the flying motorcycle. "Evenin' Professors! I got the boys here, got them out 'afore the Muggles could show up. Young Sirius was there, loaned me the bike to get them here quick and safe."
Dumbledore momentarily hesitated as he walked toward Hagrid. Why would Hagrid have two boys? In a moment the thought passed. Everyone knew the Potters had twins. "Excellent work, Hagrid. And right on time, too."
"Albus, are you sure about this? These people, I can't even describe how horrible they are. The son is a spoiled brat, I heard him screaming at his mother from all the way down the block! Everyone in our world will know these boys," McGonagall interjected.
"This family is the only living relation these boys have. They will be safer here than anywhere else in the world. They will be able have a normal childhood, and their family will explain everything to them when they are old enough to understand," Dumbledore took the boys from Hagrid and looked down at them. Harry and Tom peered up with their mismatched eyes; both boys had one emerald green eye and one sapphire blue eye. Dumbledore's eyes travelled up and found the twin lightning bolt scars the twins had on their foreheads. "They will bear those scars forever, the mark left by the Killing Curse."
Dumbledore stepped up the path to the front door of #4 Privet Drive and placed the boys on the porch, murmuring a charm to keep them from rolling off by accident. He attached a letter to the blanket, and with a final pat on their jet black heads walked back to McGonagall and Hagrid.
"Well, I would say that it is time for us to join one of the numerous parties taking place. Minerva, Hagrid, how about a drink at the Leaky Cauldron?"
"Well I might be along a little later, Professor. I gotta get this bike back where it belongs first," Hagrid replied.
"I should be getting back to the school, Albus. Someone has to maintain order there," McGonagall acerbically stated.
Dumbledore watched as Hagrid kicked the bike to life and roared up into the sky, before McGonagall spun on the spot and disappeared. Looking back at the twins on the stoop, Dumbledore whispered "Good luck boys. I'll see you at school." With an almost silent pop, Dumbledore disappeared.
All around the country, wizards and witches meeting in secret cheered and toasted Harry and Tom Potter, the Twins-That-Lived.
A/N: This is the first thing I've written in a really long time, any constructive criticism will be very much appreciated. I will definitely try to respond to any and all reviews I get. I hope you enjoy it-