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Narcissa lie down, blank eyes staring at her cousin:

N.A.B-M. to S.O.B.:

The Dark Lord

and

The one with the power to defeat the Dark Lord approaches…

Born to those who thrice defied him,

He shall walk alone in the shadows of his superior.

Gifted with the power that the Dark Lord knows not,

Gifted with the power that the Dark Lord has.

Gifted with friendship and knowledge, and

Born as the Seventh month dies…,

The Impossible shall happen.

Four forces never to be united, will be.

Their group will go out,

And find and destroy all of the Dark Lord's followers.

There will be four leaders:

One with a life that will last forever:

One with psychic abilities:

One with the serpent's tongue:

And One with a green thumb.

And the Dark Lord shall be driven from his mind

Whilst the Chosen One walks alone in the shadows of his superior…

Until the Seventh month dies…

Fortunately, the Death Eater spy only heard this prophecy up to "Their group will go out"

Gideon Sirius Potter was born on 11:51 PM. Narcissa, Sirius, James, and Lily were so happy. Little Giddykins had low cheekbones and strawberry blonde hair. His eyes were warm Hazel, like his father and he had light freckles dotting his nose. He was rather chubby. At some time between 11:59 and 12:00, the second twin was born —

Harold James Potter had black, messy hair and cold emerald eyes devoid of emotion.

When Harold (or Harry, as James called him), he was gifted with knowledge —

Something that only happened every few years. The only other people, Muggle and Wizard alike were Galileo, Newton, Merlin, Riddle,

And ten or so others…

Unlike Gids. All he heard was "BLAH BLAH-BLAH GIDEON BLAH BLAH BLAH-BLAH-BLAH! GIDEON BLAH BLAH-BLAH BOY BLAH BLAH BLAH-BLAH LIVED BLAH BLAH BLAH! BLAH BLAH! BLAH-BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH? BLAH! GIDEON BLAH BLAH GIDEON BLAH BLAH HARRY!"

He was put in a crib with his brother, but, with his cute crying and vibrant Hazel eyes against Harry's slim frame and cold eyes, "Baby Gids" got all the attention —

But Harry didn't care. He could see auras, and could tell that the old codger was going to manipulate Gideon. What was that guy's name? Albert —, no, Allison, no— it was Dumb – something. Dumberton? No, no, it was Dumbles — Dumbles —, Dumblesdore! No, Dumbledore! Yes, that was it. Dumbledore was the only good person in this group.

The Dumble-dude turned around, and Harry could feel someone trying to scan his mind, though it was protected slightly with natural mind switches. Harry looked away from those twinkled eyes.

As Harry grew up, he learned that he was not loved. His brother, Gideon, whom he was constantly told was much better than him, always abused him. This led to Harry hating his parents.

Why do they treat me like this? I am not good enough for my own parent's love?

Harry fell asleep in his small bunk crying at night, pondering why his parents acted so.

It was at age five that Harry got his first beating.

"STOP CRYING!" James had yelled, then smacked Harry. Harry continued crying until James had taken off his belt and started whipping Harry.

That day changed everything. The Potters would rue the day when they abused on Harold James Potter…

four years ago, when the Potter twins were only one year old…

"Lily! Take Gideon and run! He's here! Peter must have betrayed us!"

Lily ran, completely forgetting her other son. Harry was in the room that Lily went for shelter. "Oh," she said. "Harry."

Harry resisted the urge to smack his forehead in frustration when —

Bang!

"Stand aside, mudblood, I have come for Gideon Pot — Oh, what's this?" asked Tommy Riddle Sr. "Another Potter?" Lily fainted.

Tom picked up Harry, and he, not being able to talk, giggled. "What are you laughing at!"

Harry merely shook his head and chirped: "Abrubububu.." he gurgled and burped. Then he giggled and said, "To—Tom—Tommy!"

"Well, since you're so cute, I will kill you first! Avada Kedavra!" Immediately, Harry's eyes turned cold again as a deep voice seeming to come from nowhere, yet come from Harry at the same time started calling to Voldemort.

(Creature of Darkness and Hate, Dark Lord Tom "Voldemort" Marvolo Riddle. By all that is righteous, I, Harold James Potter banish you for as long as I can! Sinneuo Righteous!

Of course, back then, Harry had thought that it wouldn't sound so fricken CORNY.

And Voldemort had his soul ripped from his body, not being able to remember this encounter. The backlash made Lily's limp body crash into Gideon's, and her triangle-shaped ring left a Delta-like scar on Gideon's forhead.. Harry grew a Phoenix Emblem on his left arm where the Dark Mark would be. It showed a picture of a dress robe (no body included) with a Halo on it above where the head should be holding a phoenix on the tip of where its fingers should be. His magic made it invisible.

And with that, Gideon Potter was pronounced the Boy-Who-Lived. ("It is impossible to get a Delta Scar unless it is a Curse Scar. Harry has no scar at all, and he might be a squib, judging from my scans indicating that he has suffered from mild magical exhaustion.")

Harry was eleven, and he already knew that his parents didn't love him as much as their precious "Gids." Gideon was fairly nice to Harry, until Harry was five and his parents showed blatant favorism towards Gideon. Most of the time, Harry was sent to the Longbottoms, where Augusta Longbottom, Frank Longbottom, and Alice Longbottom were resting. Their son, Neville, was a Hufflepuff at heart.

Long ago, Harry's pure heart was not directed towards his relatives, but to his friends:

Nev, of course, a girl called Ginevra, though everyone called her Ginny, and a girl called Mione Granger, who was muggleborn, though Harry smelled some magic blood in her.

When Harry got home, he received a letter:

Dear Mr. Potter, blah blah blah. Accepted at Hogwarts school of blah blah blah, need to get the following blah blah blah 1000 magical herbs and fungi blah blah cauldron, pewter blah blah first years blah not allowed their own blah brooms from blah.

When Gideon came downstairs, he could find no letter addressed to him. "Mom!" he said, tearing up. "Harry took my Hogwarts Letter!"

"I did not!"

"Liar!"

"Harry, give back his letter!"

"I don't have it, I think he might be a squib!"

"Harry, how dare you call Gideon a squib! I'll have you know that he is the Boy-Who-Lived, and you should respect him!"

"Why should I respect him when he survived a freak accident! You don't even know if it was him!" said Harry, knowing that it had been he who defeated Lord Moldyshorts.

"That's it Harry! You are going straight to the Dungeon!" Lily dragged her son to the door and pushed him in there.

When Harry was finally let out, James had transferred some of his magic to Gideon in a desperate hope that he would not be a squib.

It worked, kind of. Gideon could do magic, though he was weaker than Neville Longbottom, without Harry's training, of course.

They had given Harry some old junk for Harry's school supplies and given gold cauldrons and scales and telescopes for Gideon. They even gave him a Pensieve-Astronomy Chart-Potions BriefCase-in-one, which was something Harry could only dream about. Stupid Gideon only threw it away, however. What an idiot.

When they got on the Hoggy Washy Express, Harry, Neville, Hermione, and Ginny all got on their compartment. They all had a heroic build because of all the training they had done while they were playing with eachother (raiding libraries for information, Occlumency, Legilimency, Animagus, the usual…)

There, they had discovered Hermione was an Immortal, and that Harry was a Parselmouth and Metamagus (kind of like a metamorphmagus, but able to shift shape more easily, and able to gain MAGICAL abilities of whatever he morphs into. Along with that, Metamorphs can only change their appearance while Metamagis can shift shape.), and that Neville was a Herbolowizard (someone who is good with plants) while Ginny was a Telepath.

Unknown to them, the Great Merlin's only prophecy was finally taking it's place in history…

The Quartet was not noticing the other people goggling at them because of their handsome (and in Mione's case, pretty) build. Gideon was jealous, along with his longtime friend Ron Weasley. No one ever thought that they were handsome. The jealous duo said, "Well well, if it isn't my jealous, hogging, fat, arrogant, strutting brother and his Loser Triplant."

No one told him that he got most of that information incorrect. Ron laughed with Gideon, being the follower he was.

Ding! The speaker turned on. We will be arriving at Hogwarts in ten minutes. Please dress accordingly.

When they got onto the boats, they met McGongall and all the other teachers. Finally, the sorting began.

It was a garbled-up, hurried limerick, in which no one could decipher the words.

Today must have been a special year. The Sorting Hat (whom Harry knows has a name — Sebastian) would never had rushed the song. It must have been in a eager to finish the sorting. This time, the Hat itself did the role call.

Abbot, Hannah!

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Bones, Susan!

Harry distinctly heard the hat whisper to Susan, You'll be great someday, the potential is right there in your heart…

"S—! GR—R—!... HUFFLEPUFF!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

Brocklehurst, Mandy!

"SLYTHERIN!"

Brown, Lavender!

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

and on and on it went…

Lovegood, Luna went to Ravenclaw.

….

Patil, Parvati went to Ravenclaw with her twin Padma. Malfoy, Draco went to Slytherin, looking disappointed at being in that house. Two big ugly troll-like Hufflepuff students named Goyle and Crabbe followed him there.

Potter, Gideon!

"Did it say Potter?"

"THE Gid Potter?"

"See his scar?"

"Do you think he'll let me take a picture?"

Ahh, said Sebastian. I know where to put you —

Before he could object, the Hat put Gideon in "HUFFLEPUFF!"

James had his mouth gaping. "I bet it had something to do with that other child! Harvey, or Henry!"

"It's Haren, dear." Said Lily. "And don't worry, we'll request the BEST resorting for Gideon."

Weasley, Ronald!

HUFFLEPUFF!

Then, when everyone thought that the Hat had finished at Zabini, Blaise, the Hat did something unusual. Everyone thought that it had skipped Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, and Hermione Granger because they were squibs, but then —

"Harry Potter!" said the Hat. Not only did it call his name out last, but it said the name first name first.

Ahh, what a nice mind you have. Loyal, no doubt, and intelligence to the maximum. You would put Lady Rowena herself to shame. Bravery is plentiful while the Spirit of Slytherin is begging to have you…

The talk continued on this vein for a half hour until Gideon shouted out, "Maybe he's just a squib, he must be totally weak and —"

"SHUT UP!" shouted the Hat. "For your information, young Mr. Potter here has qualities of all Four Houses, and potential that a tiny pebble, such as you, will never achieve!"

In the end, your bravery and kindness overrule the rest. You will have a place in —

GRYFFINDOR!

The word rang and echoed in the Great Hall. Harry and his Quartet were the only ones clapping — the others were still in shock when the Hat had insulted someone for the first time in History, much less the Boy-Who-Lived. Gideon was still in tears, and James had a fire in his eyes that meant that he and Lily would give his Quartet a hard time in their combined class with Professor Quirrel: Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Ginny Weasley!"

You are much the same. Intelligence and Loyalty all the same. I see some Gryffindor blood in you, but at heart you are a

SLYTHERIN! —

"Neville Longbottom!"

You have lots of potential, yet you save your friends in times of danger. Intelligent you are, you will put your life at stake just to save your friends. Loyalty like that only exists in a —

HUFFLEPUFF!

"Hermione Granger!"

Oh, this will be easy. Said the Hat. You obviously have a place in —

RAVENCLAW!

Sorting Hat Insults Boy-Who-Lived Gideon Potter. Parents Demand Resorting.

Hogwarts has always been a safe place. Why then, has the Sorting Hat been tampered with? Writes Rita Skeeter.

"I was having a fine day until the Sorting Hat insulted my child for no reason." Said James Potter, captain of the Auror Department of the Ministry of Magic. "Right there I knew it had been tampered with.

"It was probably my Brother, Harry Potter." Said Gideon Potter, Boy-Who-Lived and defeated of the Dark Lord He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. "He is always jealous and sticks his face in everything."

Is it possible that Gideon's brother, Harry, could have tampered with the Sorting Hat? Article continues on page 2, 5, and 7.

A red Howler was being carried by an old owl. It dropped it at Ginevra Weasley's desk. It began to smoke.

"Silencio." Ginny said, her voice like a thousand angels. The Howler silenced and Ginny opened the Howler, took the paper out, and read it. Ron looked disappointed that Ginny found a way to get rid of the Howler.

GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY!,

HOW COULD YOU GET INTO SLYTHERIN! I THOUGHT YOUR FATHER WOULD DIE OF SHAME — GENERATIONS OF PUREBLOODS GETTING INTO GRYFFINDOR! YOU HAVE DISGRACED THE WEASLEY NAME! NEXT TIME YOU PUT A TOE OUT OF LINE I WILL BE FORCED TO DISOWN YOU!

Harry patted Ginny's shoulder. "C'mon, why don't you go to your class?"

"Potter," said James in disgust. "What would I get if I were to employ Occlumency against a Boggart?"

"You would see a blank, white, sphere where the Boggart would be, as they used Legilimency to search for a person's fear."

James scowled. "What would I get if I stripped an Acromantula of all its legs?"

"The Acromantula would go into a panic and bite everything it sees."

"What would I get if I injected Wolfsbane into a Transformed Werewolf?"

"In theory, the Wolf would transform back, but it has never been tested before as all the other testers got eaten before the result was seen."

James scowled and gave Harry a huge load of Homework.

While Harry walked away, Gideon and his Servant, Maroon Man, or better known as, Ron Weasley blocked his way.

"Move." Harry said.

Without warning, Gideon took out his wand and said "Furnunculus!" Harry's eyes widened and he said "Protego-Duospellium!" The spell hit the shield and split in two, hitting both opposing students.

"I want Potter expelled!" said James. "He attacked my son without warning!"

"I'm glad you see it through my point of view." Said Harry. "You are correct, Gideon Potter did indeed attack my without warning."

"B- But- Argh!" James spluttered. "I was talking about Gideon! He was innocent, until Ha— HIM attacked Gids!"

"That is not what happened, Albus." Harry said knowingly to Dumbledore. "Wizarding law states that expulsion can only be given if five or more people can give witness under Veritaserum. If Veritaserum is not available and the expulsion is viewed as unfair, the Ministry has the right to sack you."

"DON'T TALK TO DUMBLEDORE THAT WAY!" shouted James and punched Harry in the face. Harry stayed still. It was like this every time James had hit and abused Harry before.

"Well," said Dumbledore. "I do not have authority, you are correct, so you will have one detention with Professor Potter."

"Harry." Said James.

"Why the sudden change in tone?" asked Harry, suspicious.

"I know that you charmed the Hat —, no, no need to lie," he said at Harry's mouth opening. "I was wondering if you could do that to Gideon."

"I did not charm the Hat, and even if I did, I would not manipulate it for the benefit of others, even if the other is my brother."

"Fine then, Potter." James snapped. "Clean up the floor using this toothbrush…."

Needless to say, Harry Potter didn't have many kicks scrubbing the DADA floor using his own toothbrush.

The next day, as Harry was having a Parseltongue chat with Slytherin in a Portrait, Gideon pushed him aside, and Harry flipped backwards gracefully on his feet, his Quartet group glaring at Gideon. "What do you want?" inquired Hermione Granger.

"Shut up, Mudblood."

"Watch your language Mr. Potter." Said Harry.

"I saw you talking with Slytherin." Said Gideon.

Harry paled, but Gideon didn't notice.

"Stop faking it. This is how you do it." He turned to Slytherin and hissed randomly. It mostly came out as "I am sister is mental smarty sugar candy stupid you is I am I am honey nest baby ghffhghfhhghf (the rest was gibberish)."

The Quartet burst into laughter (Harry had taught them how to understand but not how to speak Parseltongue.), Hermione laughing so hard that her hair was changing colors.

"I haven't so much of a laugh ever since Rowena told me that joke about the Goblin, the Elf, and the Priest." Said Neville, clutching his side.

"That was a good one," said Ginny, wiping a tear off his eye and sucking on a Blood Lolipop. "I am beginning to doubt your brother's legitimacy as the boy who defeated the Dark Lord. Isn't egli tale un idiota? (Isn't he such an idiot?)" Ginny said, adding the translation spell they created into effect.

"Ja , Ja. (Yes, Yes.)" said Neville, also using the translating spell. "Kanna Jag har en av den här Blod - spricka Slickepinne? (Can I have one of those Blood-flavored Lollipops?)"

"Ir à frente , meu amigo. (Go ahead, my friend.)" said Hermione. It was a very crude spell. "Faz qualquer pessoa querer um Ácido Doce? (Does anyone want an Acid Pop?)"

"Nei takk. (No thanks)." Said Harry. "La oss gå. (Let's go.)"

"Hold it!" said Gideon. "I challenge you to a Midnight Duel! Meet me in the Trophy Room, that's always unlocked. Ron will be my second."

"Ms. Granger will be my second." Said Harry.

When they walked away, Harry told them. "He's not going to come."

"Hey, Potter!" shouted Gideon from the other end of the hall. "I bet you'll grow up to serve You-Know-Who. DEATH EATER SCUM!"

"Funny," Harry shouted back. "I would expect the Boy-Who-Lived to be able to say Voldemort's name."

Of course, Harry and co didn't go to the Midnight Duel. Instead, they snuck through the passageways to get to Hogsmeade. They did not notice beady Hazel eyes watching them, saying "Mischief Managed!" before hastily sticking an old parchment into his robes and following them.

Gideon followed Harry and his Quartet into an abandoned house. What he saw shocked him.

"…ecromancy is considered a Dark Art," said Harry. "But the way I'll teach you, it will not be manipulation of dead souls. I will teach you the Lighter Side of Necromancy. This way you can use both the Dark and the Light Side. The first step in Necromancy —"

Gideon was about to run away when Harry saw him. Gideon, frozen with fear, got Obliviated and sent home.

They had finished mastering Necromancy (Neville was still amazed at how natural it came to them) when they heard a voice growl out.

"MORSMORDRE!"

Neville was about to come out and attack them. "What do you think we are, Mary-Sues?" asked Harry. "We are not strong enough yet to kill Adult Death Eaters, fool! We cannot protect you from these forces!"

"I'm still going in!" Neville said rashly. "Those guys hospitalized my parents! Permanently!"

"I can understand your anger, Neville, but —"

Too late. Neville had already gone.