Author Note: I hope you enjoy this story. It's been nagging at me for a few weeks. Please read and review. However much I do like creative critacism I (as many people will agree) do not like flames.
Disclaimor: I don't own Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings.
AN: One more thing before I get started. If anything is in elvish I'll put it in double quotes. You'll see soon.
Summary: Lily was pregnant again. She and James had left Harry James Potter and his older twin Horace Douglas Potter with a young nanny on that faithful night. How will James and Lily treat Harry, and the younger children when Dumbledore made the mistake of naming Horace as the boy-who-lived. And to make things more interesting what happened to the Nanny? Who is Hollieondrah's actual parents? And what trouble can Hope drag her brothers into this time?
Warning: Abuse, and a dark Harry. (Remember darkness does not always mean evil; just as light does not equal good.)
Prologue:
Lord Voldemort's pov
I wasn't expecting the mudblood and the blood traitor to be home. That rat Petigrew had told me that the woman was pregnant again. I smiled thinly to myself.
As I opened the door I heard a woman singing from somewhere upstairs. I followed the sound through the house. Once there I could see a woman holding a fussing toddler. The boy had black hair and green eyes. So he must be Harry James Potter. I thought to myself. Another boy lay sleeping peacefully. He had red hair and hazel eyes. Horace Douglas Potter was the name that the rat gave me. As if I'd spare him; I already decided to kill him after I killed the boys. I didn't need to worry about him sniveling to that great fool Dumbledore.
The young woman had seen me and had put the boy down. She stood before him and glared at me. I laughed at this pathetic girl. She could not defy me and get away with it. "Avada Kedavra," I said and lazily flicked my wand at her.
The woman collapsed and I turned my attention to the two boys laying their. To my shock the black haired boy was now sitting in front of his twin, as if he could save him. I smiled evilly at the boy and said, "As you wish Harry Potter. I will kill you first. Avada Kedavra!"
I watched in fascination as the beautiful green light shot towards the toddler. I no longer felt any emotion while it came to killing people. Why should I feel anything now then? Wonder spread through me as I realized the boy's eyes were the same color as the curse.
I had just realized this when the curse shot back at me. A pure white light covered the toddler, and as excruciating pain filled me I heard a voice speak to him. "The Valar are with you young child," the voice said and the young woman rose and vanished through a door that had appeared.
Bellatrix Lestrange pov
I felt my master leaving his body. I knew he was not dead. He would return with my aid, but I could not do anything quite yet. First I had to find a home for a future child. I knew of only one person I could trust to find a home. After the child was gone I would start my mission and find my lord.
James Potter pov
Lily let out another cry and our beautiful baby girl was out. The nurse took her and cleaned her up. I went and sat near my wife and took her hand. "Just be glad it wasn't another pair of twins," I joked smiling down at her.
When the nurse asked for her name Lily replied almost immediately, "Her names Hope Avila Potter." The nurse wrote the name as I frowned at my wife. "Why'd you pick that name?" I asked. "Because we must Hope for a lot tonight, and Avila means beautiful." I smiled and had to agree with my wife. The child had black hair as I did and my son Harry. Her eyes were also green, again like Harry's and Lily's. I had a feeling Hope was going to grow up to be a heart breaker.
Lily was just getting ready to leave when I felt the wards snapping. However by the time we got there the damage was done. The Nanny wasn't even there.
Normal pov
As Dumbledore arrived to the Potters summons he took in the damage. Things were going to be fun around here for a while.
Dumbledore examined the two toddlers for a couple hours. Finally he held up the red haired boy. "I would like to declaire Horace Douglas Potter as the Boy-who-lived."
James and Lily cheered taking their first born in their arms and lavishing him with kisses. They had forgotten their younger son and new-born daughter. Harry crawled over to Hope and curiously patted her cheek with a small hand. Hope caught his finger and he giggled.
AN: If you don't understand anything just review and I'll answer before I post the next chapter. You'll find out who Hollieondra is in the next couple chapters. Also even though Harry will be dark he will do anything to protect his siblings; as you could see in this chapter. Please review and tell me what you think. Oh, before I forget, I wrote this in people's point of views. I won't be doing this often. I thought it would make a better prologue than if I wrote it in a normal third person point of view. However unless I deem it appropriate I will not be doing that kind of writing.