I was planning on writing a fanfic on this plot for quiet a long time. This is my first fanfic's first chapter. Review and let me know what you think of it.

Summary: For the sake of greater good, Dumbledore decided to send Harry away from his family, so that his twin brother, Niall the boy-who-lived can get all the attention, without permission of Lily and James, making them believe that Harry is dead. Now ten year's later, a boy with striking resemblance to James comes at Hogwarts without the knowledge of his own identity. Manipulative Dumbledore, Lily and James are alive.

Chapter 1

Dumbledore stood in front of what used to be Potter' residence in Godric's Hollow, looking at the fallen debris of the house with a faraway look in his eyes. His old face covered in lots of white hair was scrunched up in concentration. Voldemort had attacked this place half an hour ago, in order to destroy the child of prophesy. Dumbledore had assigned James and Lily the responsibility to train charms to new order members. Due to this, they were out of house, leaving their twin boys with a babysitter. Babysitter who is dead, Dumbledore thought.

He proceeded upstairs, towards the nursery of the two boys. Today the answers will come out, Dumbledore thought, if a Potter child survives tonight, he is the prophesy child. If not, then Dumbledore need to find out a way to eliminate two angry parents, Lily and James. He hoped sincerely that a child survives otherwise James, Lily, Sirius and Remus can go against him. After all, it was his idea to make Peter their secret-keeper.

He stopped in front of a door. There, in neat cursive handwriting, words were carved on the door.

This Room Belongs To

Harry James Potter Niall Ethan Potter

Marauders in Making

Enter At Your Own Risk

Dumbledore sighed, knowing this was the doing of James and Sirius. He opened the door, and found two young boys sleeping in two cribs surrounded by dust and debris. He found a black cloak lying in front of him. He went ahead and peered at the two boys, both had jet black hair, fair skin and scars on forehead. The first boy, Niall, had a 'V' shaped scar, whereas the second boy, Harry, Had a Lightning Bolt shaped scar. Both were breathing, but their eyes were closed. One check from Dumbledore, and it was confirmed that both were alive.

This can't be happening, Dumbledore thought, there must be only one prophesy child, not two. He checked their magical aura, and found that Harry's was much lesser than Niall's. He concluded that Niall was the saviour, and he will be the one who would kill Voldemort in the end. But what to do with Harry? He knew Lily and James will never ignore their child because he was not famous. But Niall will need special treatment, Niall will need training.

He then made a decision. For the sake of greater good, he needed Harry out of the way. He remembered, Lily has a sister, and if he wasn't wrong, a wizard hating sister. She'd never allow Harry to come to Hogwarts. The potters are not in contact with them, so Lily will never know what is going in her sister's house.

He decided, for the sake of greater good, he will leave young Harry Potter with his aunt. It was a perfect plan.

In next few minutes, Dumbledore wrote a letter to Petunia Dursley about the tragic death of her sister, apparated to No. 4, Privet drive and left Harry on the doorstep with the letter. He came back, took young Niall out of his crib and went out of the house. A simple incendio and the house was on fire.

Dumbledore was satisfied with his job. After all, it was for the greater good.

To say Lily and James Potter were shocked would be an understatement. When they apparated at the doorstep of their house, they found it burning and surrounding by aurors. They were approached by many aurors, who all gave them their condolences. But both parents had eyes for only one person, Albus Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, what happened?" James asked, while Lily took Niall out of Dumbledore's grasp.

"Where is Harry?" Lily asked, looking around for her second son.

"Lily, James, I think it'd be better if we talk in my office." Dumbledore suggested, getting a bit irritated.

"No, I want my son. Where is Harry?" James shouted.

"James, calm down."

"Prongs!" two figures approached the group.

"Sirius, Remus, how did you get here?" James asked.

"Moody told us. How are Harry and Niall? And what about Kelsy?" Sirius asked.

The group looked at Dumbledore.

"Kelsy?" Dumbledore asked.

"Kelsy Rayn, she was babysitting the boys." Lily replied impatiently.

"Kelsy was killed by Voldemort." Dumbledore replied gravely.

"And Harry?" the concerned parents asked.

"He was burned in the fire, along with Kelsy. I just got in time to save Niall."

"No! No, No, No! Harry is alive. Check properly!" Lily was shouting furiously.

"Lily, control yourself. Little Niall has defeated Voldemort. When Voldemort will come back, Niall needs to be trained, and you need to give him all your attention."

"How did Voldemort got inside?" Remus asked.

"Peter! He was the secret keeper. He betrayed us. That rat. I will kill him." Sirius was howling in anger.

"I don't care! Let Peter go to hell, but I want my Harry back." Lily screamed at Dumbledore.

"I told you, Dumbledore, Let us run away. But you forced us to stay in filidius charm. Peter betrayed us and my son is dead. You promised nothing will happen to our family, you promised." James said, rage clear in his eyes.

This is getting out of hand. "James, what happened cannot be changed. You need to accept the past and move in future." Dumbledore tried to calm them.

Sirius was watching them with a calculating gaze. Something was not right. Harry and Niall were in same room, so how come Niall lived but Harry died. And why is Dumbledore being so inconsiderate. Something is not right.

Meanwhile, Petunia Dursley was getting ready to begin her day. As soon as she opened her door to collect morning paper, she saw a child. She screamed.

"Petunia! What happened?" Vernon came thundering down the stairs.

"Vernon, oh my god, Vernon, there is child at our doorstep."

Petunia screamed in her shrill voice.

"What? Whose is it?" Vernon took out the letter from the basket and read it, his face turning red with each passing word.

"What is it?" Petunia asked.

"Looks like your sister and her good for nothing husband died, and left this burden to us." Vernon looked at the child as if he was a unwanted junk.
"What should we do now?" she asked.

"Do you want to keep this freak with Dudley?" the mere thought sent Vernon chill down his spines.

"No! We need to get him out." She looked horrified at the mere thought of Harry growing up with her precious Duddykinns.

"Well, then I'll leave him in some orphanage in London. The nuisance will be out of our head then." Vernon said, "Get the kid inside, I don't want the neighbours to see this."

Needless to say, in mere twelve hours, Harry James Potter's life was completely overturned.