Title: Light in the Shadow

Summary: Harry's has lived his life over shadowed by his sister, neglect forced him into himself and his mind crossed the barrier into another world. He now has access to people just like him and he how will he survive when everyone sees him as a shadow to the supposed girl-who-lived?

Rating: R (For dark and unfriendly content)

Status: 1 chapters written, 1 chapters posted

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Notes: Um...this is a random project that I have wanted to start for a very long time, expect random updates, and possibly frequent.

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Have you ever met someone that from the moment you met them, you knew they were special? I have, loads of times, but I've never met someone quite like him, Harry Potter I mean. There are very few, that from the moment they are born can be said to be seen as special and that great things can one day be expected of them. Harry was born at around the same time as one Neville Longbottom and a prophecy decreed that one of them would be marked by the Dark Lord and be the only one with the power to defeat him.

In the happy story we know Harry triumphs many times, despite his former life with the Dursleys. But that was all just a fantasy, a piece of fiction wrote to keep you happy and now I tell you what really happened.

Harry Potter was born to Lily and James Potter, he spent two happy years love by his parents and his two godfathers, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. He had his mother's eyes, his father's hair and nose. But two years later his sister was born, a little red-headed girl with a soft face that resembled her mothers more than her fathers, she had freckled, pale skin and the dark brown eyes of her father. About the only similar trait.

One night, Lily and James had gone out, it was a special dinner to celebrate their fifth anniversary. The little boy Harry was sat in his cot, completely silent, he looked over at his sister, the vision was blurred but from what he could see through his big emerald eyes he could tell his sister was there. He watched her toss and turn and suddenly there was bang from downstairs, an almighty crash and thundering on the stairs.

His sister was a light sleeper he knew and within seconds she was awake and bowling. There was a small that looked like a muggle speaker, except it was magically enhanced to connect with its twin no matter where it was. A little red light began to flash, beating like heart, blood red, just as the door to the nursery flew open and resounded off the wall leaving a crack and the plaster fell from the ceiling.

There was a horrible, high pitched cackling and all Harry could see was a mass of black moving towards him, a white oval carved into it and two red slits, glaring at him. He scrambled for the edge of his cot, reached his hand out for his sister, only a metre away but for him, so small, it seemed so far. Like trying to climb the stairs he though. There was another harsh laugh, sweat poured from his brow, he didn't know how but he knew that whatever that thing was, it wasn't good.

His sister cried louder, her eyes tightly shut and her tears soaking the covers beneath, "So this is the defender, this is what they call their hope," Harry didn't understand what that meant, he only knew a handful of names and scattered words. But the words were cruel, venom dripping from the tone and a shiver ran up his spine. This voice was nothing like the soft, warm one his mother would use to comfort him.

"Mama!" he cried desperately on impulse as he saw a flurry of movement and heard the swish of a cloak. Suddenly, there was a bright green light growing larger and larger, a muttered incantation followed and the last thing the boy remembered was a searing pain in his forehead and high pitched screech.

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The muggles and magic folk alike poured out of their homes in Godric's Hollow, the next door neighbour had heard the voices outside. They had gone to their window and peaked round the windows to see a mass of people gathered outside the Potter's house. They had grabbed the phone and called emergency services, people in different coloured nightgowns already littered the street and there was a fire engine, a police car and an ambulance there too. The lights were flashing like beacons but the sirens had long been put out.

Lily and James leapt out of their taxi just as Sirius came round the corner with Remus on the back of his motorcycle, he climbed off and took off his helmet. "Bloody hell Prongs, what happened here?" he demanded suddenly, looking at the mass of rubble that had been the Potter's house.

"We found them!" a voice called.

Lily sobbed and rushed, pushing through the stunned crowd crying, "My babies, are they alright, of my babies."

The man in the long yellow jacket and helmet held up two wrapped bundles, Lily snatched them up and cradled them close to her chest. James came up behind her and leaned over her shoulder, "Are they alright?" he asked, but they weren't, or at least they didn't look it.

A paramedic came up to them, "I'll take them if I may miss, you know, check 'em up and all," Lily nodded, hiccupping slightly as she handed the two still and silent bodies to the man in the white coat. She turned and buried her face deep into James' chest. Sirius and Remus followed suit, Remus rubbing Lily's back gently and Sirius patting James on the shoulder, all completely silent.

The police had finished their questioning, they decided to leave Lily and James till tomorrow. They hoarded the shocked habitants back into their homes before leaving, going home to their own safe families and warm homes. The firemen were satisfied that there was no chance of the fire restarting and confident that aside from the black robes they found by the children there was nothing else in there to suggest someone was trapped. They climbed into the front of the engine and backed out slowly.

Remus followed these events quietly with his eyes and was the first to notice the paramedic coming back. He tapped Lily on the shoulder she looked at him and then noticed the other man. She rushed to him and said quietly, "How are they?" she asked.

"Well the girl is fine," the other three crowded round to here the news, "there's a cut on her left upper chest that shaped almost like an exclamation mark," Lily and James gasped both looking at each other.

"No, she couldn't be," Remus heaved a great sigh and after looking at them and waiting to see if they'd finished the paramedic continued.

"She has a few other grazes but otherwise seems to be fine, she was found on top of the boy which makes it surprising that he should have a cut on his forehead and several burns," he noticed their affirming looks but ignored them, "we've bandaged them up and now all they need is attention and care."

"That's easy enough," Lily said shakily, "but…" she indicated the house.

"You can stay with us," Sirius said suddenly, Remus nodded and Lily flung her arms round him, James, being a man was less inclined to show that much affection so he settled for shaking Remus' hand.

"Thank-you Sirius," Lily smiled and kissed his cheek gently.

"Anytime, now let's get those two home," with one last look at the rubble they called a taxi and while Sirius and Remus led the way on Sirius' motorcycle, Lily, James, Harry and his younger sister Elizabeth followed in the taxi.

And so begins the life of Harry Potter; older brother to the supposed, girl-who-lived…

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I hope you enjoyed the prologue, I'm going to watch a very funny tv program on rich kids getting dumped in penniless environments, I'm thinking maybe Draco x Ginny here, what do you people think?