It all belongs to J.K. Rowling, but if she was to offer it to me I would definetly take it!
Harry is living on the streets with Siruis, until something happens. Then, he has to move in with the Weasleys. The first thing he notices is the red head in the corner...Ginny? Things lead to things which will eventually lead to other things. The story is going to span from when he is three months old until I decide to kill him and I am not big on killing Harry so if you are going to read the whole fic you might want to go get some popcorn. R&R!
Three-month-old, Harry Potter sat weeping in what us to be is living room. His parents, Lily and James Potter had just given their lives in order to salvage their son.
James had given up a nasty fight, while Lily had ran, not trying to save her life, but trying to save her son's. She had run upstairs to get the Floopowder so she could get her beloved son to safety.
The only setback was only days before she had cleaned the bedroom and put everything in a "special" spot so that she wouldn't forget where anything was at, but she forgot where she put the Floopowder. She searched and searched for the powder with no avail. Just as she threw a glass bottle at the wall in rage she heard footsteps that seemed to be almost gliding up the stairs. She knew right away that it was Voldemort. She also knew that she wasn't going to find the powder. Lily grabbed her only son and ran to the furthest corner of the room.
"Give me the boy and I shall spare your life….," said a raspy voice that came out of the black-hooded figure that was standing in front of them.
"NO!" she screamed as tears fled down her cheeks.
She wasn't thinking about her life, or the life that her husband had just lost, she was only focusing on saving the young infant that she currently had cradled in her arms.
"Ah well, Avada Kedavra!", Before Lily even had time to close her eyes the jet of green light hit her straight on
Lily hit the ground, the baby still in her arms.
"Well, well, well, you must be the one who is supposed to conquer me one day. Yes, well, we don't look so tough right now, do we? Our mummy and daddy have just become the most recent people to die at the wrath of the almighty king of kings, haven't they?"
At this Harry began to cry. He didn't understand what this odd man was saying, but he knew that his mommy had fallen asleep crying and he didn't like that.
"Awwwww…baby, don't cry now."Voldemort cooed, " Awww, to hell with it! You can cry all you want because no one can here you!"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"