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AN: i know this isn't a new chappie, but my exams are starting soon so i wont be updating for some time, but i'll try. a very great mate of mine has agreed to beta this for me, right now he's going over my other storys. Thanks Mitch, ya the best .

"Are you sure you don't mind watching the twins for us Peter"

"Yes Lily. You two need time away from the boys and be around people your own age. And what better place then the Ministry's Halloween party." The small and wide man knew as Peter Pettigrew said looking up at Lily Evan-Potter.

She was wearing an off the shoulders, full length, cream evening dress. Lily's fiery red hair was in a tight bun with strands falling into her bright green eyes. You couldn't tell she had, had twin boys earlier in the year by looking at her.

"Peters right Lily. You need this and you can see you're friends. The Longbottom's are going." James said coming drown the stairs. He was wearing a black muggle tuxedo, which went well with Lily's dress. His hair was still looking like a bird's nest; not even magic could make it lay flat. He's tux's showed off the well-sculpted muscles of his body- a side affect from all the Quidditch he had played at school and from being an Auror.

"I know James, but I don't want to leave the twins alone for too long. You know someone has been giving You-Know-Who information about the Order. And this could be a perfect opportunity for him to come and kill –"

"Love, stop worrying yourself"

"-One of the boys. You know he knows about the prophecy or at least some of it…" she said looking at him with watery eyes.

"I know love, I know. But we need this and we can trust Peter. He won't let anything harm them." He replied in a smoothing voice.

"Thank you James. I'll guard them with my life. You better get going, it's already eight and the Ministry car will leave in a few minutes." Peter walked them to the door.

What they didn't know was that the Order spy was Peter and that his Master was going to pay a little visit to the boys. One of them had the power to kill him, or destroy his body.

There was more way's then one to become immortal and Voldemort had many way's to make sure he couldn't die.

Walking up the stair's, Peter quickly found the nursery that held the twins. He took them down to the living room to get a better look at them. Lily and James were both paranoid that at anytime something could came along and kill one of their twins; but then again, the Longbottom's were the same. Being told that there's a prophecy that say's one of you're children has to kill a Dark Lord could do things to your head. Peter was lucky that he was able to convince the Potter's to leave and go to the party.

His excuses: it would look suspicious if they weren't there, no one else but the Order members know about the prophecy, and the Potter's were well known for going to social gatherings. And with that, Peter had finally been able to convince them to go.

It was hard to believe that the two little boys in front of him were twins. The only thing that was the same was the wild hair.

The older of the two, Henry, had wild chestnut colour hair, which always looked like a bird's nest like his fathers. His eyes were a dull and sparkled with mischief. Even though he still had baby fat on his face, he had a pointed face and pale thin lips. He was half an inch taller then Harry and only being quite when he got what he wanted.

Harry on the other hand was completely the opposite. His hair, while being wild, looked wind-blown and was black with natural midnight blue highlights. His eyes were an unnatural bight emerald green. His face was heart shaped and he had full red lips. He was a quiet child, but was always giggling at the people around him, although he didn't like strangers, he opened up to people very quickly.

Peter hoped that his Master would pick the right child to kill. James and Lily were his friends and he didn't want them to lose both of their children. Henry was Sirius godson and Harry was Remuses, both boys' had a aura of power about them, so it was hard to tell which one was the one the prophecy talked about. Telling his master where the Potter's lived was hard, but living a double life was harder. When everyone got together, he had to make up some lie because he had a Death Eater meeting; at first it wasn't that difficult, but when Voldemort heard there was a prophecy, he wanted to know how many people where born at that time and where they lived, then he went and killed them. He begged Voldemort not to kill Lily and James because they were his friends and in time, when Voldemort takes over, they would understand why one of their children had to die.

They believed the nonsense that Dumbledore said. That muggles' and muggle-borns' should be treated like equals and should be allowed to know about the wizard world. But they were wrong, muggle-born witches and wizards shouldn't be allowed to go to Hogwarts or the wizard world because they came and thought they were better then the purebloods, they didn't follow traditions and thought things should change, become modern like the muggle world; but the muggles were destroying their world. That was where Peter drew the line. The only muggle-born who thought themselves as equals was Lily, but then again James wouldn't stop talking about her in school and she was kind enough to him when he had problems and so over time he started to like her, she also took the time to learn about the pureblood tradition.

What Voldemort had in mind was what most purebloods wanted. A world where muggle-borns respected those who were better then them. Where only purebloods went to Hogwarts and the muggle-borns went to a small school were they learned the important stuff; like cleaning charms, the history, all the traditions, how to look after children and healing charms/potions, because most muggle-borns went back to their world, or married purebloods or half-bloods, had kids and looked after them. Just look at Lily, she was Head-girl, top of every class and even in her muggle school she was the best in her class, but as soon as their year left school, she married James and became a housewife. Three years later and she had the twins. She also moaned a lot about some of the things she missed about the muggle world.

It was ten a clock when Voldemort came. Peter left the boys in front of the fire and opened the door. There stood his master in all his glory, a dead muggle floating behind him.

"Where are they?" he asked in a cold voice.

"In the living room Master." He replied, bowing as his master past him. That was when he noticed the grey wolf with a black line of fur from his nose to the tip of his tail. It was

Fenrir Greyback. In his werewolf form. With a copper collar on.

"Master?"

"What Wormtail?" he asked standing over the sleeping twins.

"Why is Greyback here?" he asked, his Gryffindor courage leaving him.

"Because today is a full moon, and I wanted to test that collar. It should make him a sort of pet. I tell him to do something and he does it. Because of that prophecy, there's always a chance the killing curse might … backfire. My body would turn to dust and I would need a host, which would be you. I've given Greyback the order that should anything happen to my body, he is to bite the child that I aimed at."

"That's brilliant Master." Peter said in an awe-filled voice.

"No. Its called common sense. We've killed everyone but the Potter's and Longbottom's. In case you're to dumb to realize the muggle is to be charmed to look like you, so that everyone thinks your dead. And rats are one of the least noticed animals around. Perfect spies."

Lifting his wand, he aimed for harry and fired the Killing Curse. Harry's eyes flashed white as a shield formed around him, rebounding the curse back to Voldemort, but causing a deep cut to appear. As the shield formed, the wards around house went off, alarming everyone at the Ministry about what was going on. Voldemort refused to scream as his body was turned to ash and what was left of his soul was pushed out. As his soul was floating away, Peter walked into it and let Voldemort take control of his body. The muggle was charmed to look like Peter and Greyback bite into young Harry's arm, passing his werewolf curse onto him. Harry fainted because of a overload of magic in his body and blood loss. Henry woke up, screaming as he experienced the pain his twin fell victim too, all thanks to the special bond that only twins shared.

Ten minutes later, Lily and James returned home. With them was Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, the Minster of Magic, five Order members, five of the best-trained Aurors, a small team of trained Healers and some reporters who were at the party. Everyone could feel the powerful dark magic coming from the house. Fearing the worst, everyone rushed in only to be greeted by the sight of Peter Pettigrew dead.Pettigrew, one of their sons unconscious and bleeding from a deep looking cut from just below his left eye, that stretched across his face into his hairline. Henry was screaming, holding his smaller twin. The twins were next to a pile of ash.

"W…what happened?" a stunned James said, while Lily picked up the boys and took them to the Healers.

"He's dead." A blacked hair Healer said, standing over the fake Peter's body.

Dumbledore went over to the ash and mumbled an identifying spell. The results appeared on a sheet of parchment. "It seems to me, that Voldemort came, trying to kill one of your sons and little Henry destroyed his body" he said in a clam voice.

"What! That cant be true…" the Minster said.

"You saw the Dark Mark over this house, we can all feel the powerful dark magic in the air and here is the results of the identifying spell." Dumbledore gave the parchment to the Minster.

"Lady's and gentleman, let me introduce to all to the savoir of the wizardry world. Henry Remus Potter."

The next day, every witch and wizard in the world was celebrating the defeat of the darkest Lord to ever exist. Their hero was a four-month-old boy by the name of Henry R. Potter. But no one noticed the bite marks on young Harry's left forearm or how he wouldn't touch anything silver. But the thing they should've noticed was how his magic grow more quickly and how wild it became.
Ok peps, this is only the first chappie redone, other stories will be edited soon. Only three more weeks left at school (YAY!does happy dance round room), after school finishs i'll be able to update more ofen and be able to stay up all night if i have to (i tend to getgood ideaswhen i start to fall asleep and can't remember then in the mornings).

Here is also the timeline (as I said, this is completely A.U)

The Potter's had twin boys on 31st of July 1990, Henry was born at 11 and Harry was born at 12.

Voldemort attacked the Potter's on 31st of October 1990.

The rest is a secret for now.

Thanks for all the names,if ya got an idea for one feel free to tell me.

Please, please, please review puppy-dog eyes ( they make me feel like writing new chappies)

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