Harry Potter

A War Worth Fighting For

Authors Note:

I have noticed that I sometimes start a story then abandon it. I will do my best to continue this one albeit it might be a slow update story.

This story is a wrong boy who lived concept. I know that there are a lot of these stories out there, but I'd like to write one for myself.

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Thank you,

KJES

A War Worth Fighting For

Chapter One

It was October 1981. The knowledge of what was to come haunted the Potter's. They knew that he was either going to kill them or kill one of them.

The Potter House consisted of four people.

Lily Potter, a 21 years old mother of two. She was a beautiful woman, with thick dark red hair that fell to her shoulders and bright green almond-shaped eyes. Lily Potter was a woman of sound moral principles and would stand by them no matter what it cost her; though her actions were ineffective.

The second was James Potter, he was also 21 years old. He was a tall, thin man with hazel eyes and untidy black hair that stuck up at the back. James was a clever and talented wizard, bur very mischievous in his youth. He was arrogant and boastful and occasionally bullied and jinxed other students.

The third was young Harry Potter. Harry was only 15 months old and was the splitting image of his father, having inherited his untidy jet-black hair. However, his almond-shaped startlingly green eyes were identical to those of his mother. He was mischievous just like his father. But had similar smart traits, that he had inherited from his mother.

The last member of the Potter family was Edward. He was the younger twin brother to Harry. He was also 15 months, younger by an hour. He was also the splitting image of his father, but his hair was more tamed. He also had his father's hazel eyes. It seemed like he had no similar aspects to his mother. He was the more mischievous if the twins.

They were a family, nothing more to it apart from the fact they were all magical folk. Although they were in hiding, trying to stay alive during the war against one of the most evil and powerful wizards in the magical world, they didn't let it ruin their happiness.

Because of a prophecy, the young twins were in danger. The prophecy read;

One with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…

Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the 7th month dies…

And the Dark Lord will mark as his equal, but he will have the power the Dark Lord knows not…

And either must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live while the other survives…

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.

There lives were at stake because of a prophecy a young divination professor named Sybil Trelawny scribed on the interview for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Harry and Edward Potter were both born as the seventh month dies, July 31st, 1981. Meaning that either of the two could be the 'Chosen One'. Lily and James didn't want that for their children and the only thing they could think of to keep them safe was to go in to hiding, with a select few knowing about their whereabouts, this included, Albus Percival Brian Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School, Sirius Orion Black, the original secret keeper to the Potter's household also the godfather of the eldest twin, Harry. The next to know of their whereabouts was Remus Lupin, the best friend of the Potter's, he was also a werewolf, bitten by a Deatheater (an evil wizard that follows the demands of their leader, Lord Voldemort). Peter Pettigrew was the last to know of their whereabouts. He was a shy kind of guy who always kept to himself. He was the godfather to Edward. The initial plan was to have Remus as the godfather for Edward but because of his lycanthropy disease, magical laws forbade it.

The Potters had been hiding for just under a year when the fateful night on Halloween 1981, tore their family apart.