Luporum Amorem: The Love Of The Wolves
Prologue:
It was Halloween; Lord Voldemort was walking down the street in Godric's Hallow. His spy Wormtail was watching the Potter brats, twins Evander and Harrison. His loyal follower, Bellatrix Lestrange, was taking care of the Longbottom boy, Neville. He entered the home of the Potter's, sneering at Wormtail he drawled, "Where are they?" "U-u-up-p-s-stairs, i-in t-the n-nur-rs-s-er-ry, M-my L-lord." Wormtail simpered. He walked upstairs into the nursery, sneering at the red wallpaper with golden lions on it. He turned to the two cribs in the middle of the room; Evander and Harrison were written in elegant script on the cribs. Evander was a chubby, red haired, hazel eyed, boy who had woken up and started screaming. Harrison however was quiet, had messy black hair, Avada Kedavra emerald eyes, which as he watched turned red, brown, then blue. 'A metamorphmagus, this must be the child who will vanquish me.' Lord Voldemort thought pointing his wand at Harrison and speaking clearly said, "Avada Kedavra." The spell suddenly bounced off a golden shield with wolves etched on it, and rebounded onto it's caster as well as causing a piece of ceiling to fall. The only signs that Lord Voldemort was defeated was a pile of ash, a robe, and his wand, also a wolf shaped burn on Harrisons left hip and a cut in the shape of an L on Evander's forehead.
