THICKER THAN BLOOD

Harry Potter/ Naruto crossover!

Summary: Two were born. One was declared the savior; the other was not and left to be forgotten. Lives are changed and not even the cross-road –world distance could see the end.

I have no clue what the heck am I doing, guys! Seriously, I don't. I shouldn't be putting this up, I shouldn't be having this insane idea. Seriously, I already have 15+ stories up and ten to really focus on, but no this just had to hit me.

I say this now so I don't have to repeat this as if I'm a mocking bird. I own absolutely nothing, but my imagination and any original characters; events from Harry Potter or Naruto are not mine.

*I am not giving anything away so, please read. Also, Voldemort attacking the Potters' happens three months after they were born not a year, but the way they survive is still the same.

Three months ago two babies were born. Yes, that's right. Three months ago before this Halloween night; James and lily Potter gave birth to two healthy baby boys.

They both had black hair; both were going to be great someday. However, both of them were different, both of them were going to have different paths.

And, tonight of all nights, on this Halloween night were the wizards and witches played was going to make it happen because he, he launched ready to get rid of the prophecy that foretold of his demise.

"No, Lily! Go, go to the boys! I'll hold him off!"

Lily rushed to where the nursery lay and left her husband to go to her boys however, the snake-like man was quick in killing off her husband and was slowly walking up the stairs with a malicious smile.

It was too late none of her cries of mercy, or her begging to spare them was enough, but her last sacrifice saved the two however, it vanquished the Dark Lord temporarily until he would rise again.

Both boys looked around unsure of what was happening as fires raged, but a sound a sound of another who was crying, more of screamed to the heavens, got the attention of one; the first born, while the other remain neutral to the man who was holding his mother.

"Ah! A-ah!" the first born tried to reach out, but the man did not notice him and was soon gone.

At midnight a giant man by the name of Hagrid riding a motorcycle carefully carried the two bundles of the boys towards his given destination. He dropped down as quietly as he could as he did not want to wake them up. "They fell asleep as we were riding. Try not to wake em'."

"Thank you Hagrid," Dumbledore said quietly as possible. He was a great man and only wanted what was best for the wizarding world and the two boys. However, Dumbledore stroked his beard; perhaps putting them together wasn't a good idea.

Squashing away any troubles (even the most crucial of information), Dumbledore picked up the quiet child- "I am sorry, my boy, but this is for the best. Good bye, young Harry Potter."

Before young Harry could wake he was placed on the doorstep of the orphanage.

"May, you and your brother be reunited once again."

With a feigned mournful heart the proud and powerful wizard Dumbledore disappeared back to the wizarding world and Hogwarts.

Being the former heads wife and the current heads mother had many perks. No one questioned where and when one would return. Her son, Fugaku was tending to the clans needs and wants while her daughter-in-law doted and train to an extent (Mikoto was no longer an active Jōnin) their young six year old, Itachi.

Thinking of the boy she shook her head with a fond smile. However, her smile dropped as she spotted a babe innocently lying against the nearest window of an orphanage. Someone dropped him there so someone would find him, Isis Uchiha gathered that much.

She was in England just to travel the world and see what lay beyond the hidden countries, but she wasn't expecting a babe –kneeing closer she found that he could easily pass for an Uchiha.

Being a former ninja she knew to take in everything, but there was nothing else. No letter, nothing. Well, it looked like the little one was coming with her.

Petunia Dursley woke up at five in the morning. Something felt off, she just knew it, but could not place it. Opening the door to find the eldest babe that belonged to her sister of all people was not something she was expecting.

Grabbing the babe quickly after reading the letter she closed the doors to her home and screamed for her husband.

"What's the matter, Pet?" After hearing the news the big-man paled.

Mikoto knew that after Itachi was born she couldn't have any more children. She was sadden by that thought as she wanted another to dote on as her eldest was growing up to fast, but, perhaps that was her fate.

Her mother –in-law came busting in with a huge grin as if she was given the world to hold in her grasp. "Mikoto-dear, where is Fugakau? I need to talk to both of you."

Mikoto noticed the babe in Isis arms. "Mother, is that?" No longer could words come out her throat as the old female monarch of Uchiha clan nodded with a smile.

Fugaku walked in from working at the office and was quite surprise to see his mother with a babe in her hand. Last time he remembered she was traveling overseas to see the world.

Isis lips curled upwards as her black eyes showed with amusement. "After traveling for some time, I have deemed that I have traveled enough. See here," she gestured to the babe with black unruly hair with closed, sleeping green eyes. "I found this little guy, but he has no home, name of identification, basically…" She trailed off to let the information to sink in.

Mikoto looked to her husband with a pleading hope and Fugaku gave in. "If no one takes him within the year he will be our son."

Mikoto frowned along with Isis who agreed with one condition. She would take him in until they would decide on what to do. However, nearly a year passed and no one took the babe in and Grandma Isis dotted him like she would have if he was her real grandson.

Unfortunately, one night in July she passed away and Fugaku who was hiding his happiness took him; performing and old-old forbidden jutsu that his mother passed down just before she died. That day was sad, but the night was of joy, that particular day was July 23rd.

"It was never official," Fugaku started as he finished up the ritual getting rid of most of the 'magic' dark or no. He looked at his son who was now officially his by blood. The boy still had black unruly hair, but with pointed strands sticking upwards, but his emerald eyes that they were beginning to love faded and were now black and the scar that adorned his once fair skin was gone. "But, now, son I re-welcome you. You are an Uchiha forever and forever you will carry that name. So, welcome my son, welcome Uchiha, Sasuke."

Mikoto smiled and hugged her husband with tears once more trailing down her cheeks. She too performed the ritual; happy to be his mother officially. "Yes, welcome, and happy birthday, Sasuke." She took Sasuke from Fugaku and they headed away from the neko shrine and back toward the Uchiha compound were their eldest was waiting.

"Itachi," Mikoto spoke holding Sasuke with love. Itachi who was seven looked on with joy. "It's your little brother's birthday."

"Happy birthday, Sasuke."

And, Mikoto knew that Itachi was going to be a wonderful older brother.

Meanwhile in England way across the world, far from where they were, a young baby who would be known as 'it', 'freak', and more belittling names, but named Charles Potter was not receiving the same treatment even though he would be turning one within eight days' time.

"It's asleep." Petunia whispered as if she didn't want to deal with it any more than she had to.

Vernon made a sound that resembled one of disgust. "Threw that damn thing away, but too bad we can't do the same to it."

Petunia looked thoughtful. "Maybe not, but we can try. You know," she said, her nose twitching. "Try to get the freak to be normal." The word normal was said as if it was going to be daunting task.

"Fine, if you think so, Pet."

Eight days later and Petunia actually was being nice to Charles. It was his birthday and he was only one. "You're just a baby, lucky you." She growled out, ignoring his curious emerald eyes. It wasn't the fact that it was his birthday or anything; it was the fact that she, Petunia Dursley didn't have the heart to be cruel to one so young. "But, just wait till you get older, boy."

That wasn't a threat that was a promise.

TBC….