A/N This is my first fanfiction so don't be mean! Please R&R and no flames!
Prologue
"Alohomora" whispered Voldemort. He smiled, if one could call that a smile. Tonight would be the night, he would kill the one in the prophecy, and he would be invincible. Not even Dumbledore would be able to stop him.
It had been hard, trying to figure out which one was the Chosen One- Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, or Jonathan Potter, but since the second Potter had been born later than his first twin, Voldemort had chosen Jonathan. His spy, Peter Pettigrew, or better known as Wormtail, had told him of the Potter's hideout in Godric's Hollow after he had threatened to kill him.
He smirked, it was simply amusing to see how just one Crucio would make them scream and tell him their secrets. He went inside the halls of the unguarded house. James and Lily Potter were at an "Order" meeting. Peter had given them a false note and they had emptied the house.
Peter had given the Longbottoms the note too. Bellatrix Lestrange would kill the other boy, Neville. Then, when Frank and Alice Longbottoms get back, his faithful servant would finish them off too. The Longbottoms Aurors had been a thorn in his side, always capturing his Death Eaters.
He went upstairs and entered a room. There were 2 cribs. One for Jonathan and the other one for Harry. Voldemort cackled. This was just too easy. The two babies woke up, startled at first then started to wail. Then a window shattered and covered the two twins and they started to cry even harder.
"Silencio!"
Now they were getting annoying. But Voldemort smirked, he would finish off these weaklings and he would be undefeatable.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"James, I think something is wrong. Peter said that there would be an Order meeting here and I don't see anyone except for us." Lily said to her husband. James sighed.
"I agree. If there really was a meeting, Dumbledore would've been here by now. Are you sure that this isn't a false alarm?" Alice asked suspiciously.
"Maybe Peter got the date wrong. He might've made a mistake." James defended one of his best friends.
Frank glanced at James and sighed," Let's just go back and I'll ask Dumbledore about this."
The tension was so thick a knife could've cut through the atmosphere.
"Alright, let's go back." Lily agreed and they Disapparated back to their own homes, not knowing that the night would change the world forever.
5 minutes earlier.
The fatal curse flew at Jonathan Potter. Suddenly, Harry gave out a cry and an aura of darkness- so strong that it could've killed Voldemort- radiated from him and he jumped in front of his brother.
There was a surge, a magical surge so strong that it blew Voldemort back. He looked back at the Potter boy with shock.
'No, that boy should not be allowed to live. He is too powerful for his own good!' thought Voldemort.
But his greed got in the way.
'Yes, he is powerful, but with right guidance and people, he could become one of my most loyal and powerful servants!'
"Stupefy!"
The Potter brat seemed reluctant to be Stunned, so he shot another Stunner that successfully put him down. The other twin was just crying silently, with a scar on his forehead in the shape of a crescent moon when the window had shattered. Voldemort did not know it at the time, but Jonathan Potter would soon be a celebrity for "surviving an encounter with Voldemort with his powerful magic."
He took the Potter boy and levitated him with a charm and Disapparated with a loud crack and they were gone.
2 minutes earlier, before James and Lily was about to come back.
Sirius Black whistled along as he walked down the street to Godric's Hollow. He was going to visit his godson with a present in his arm. James and Lily had told him that they were going somewhere and didn't bother to tell him where they were going- so Sirius was going to check up on their twins.
'I can't believe Prongs and Lily are on an Order mission again,' he whined to himself, or so he thought.
As he got closer he noticed that the door was opened and he heard two words that he never wanted to hear.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Sirius paled in fear and ran to the house.
'But how? Peter's the Secret Keeper and he would never betra-'
He figured it out. Moony was not the traitor as they had suspected. It was been Wormtail.
Sirius growled. Wormtail would pay for this. He needed to tell this to Lily and James. As he got closer to the house, he saw a Death Eater guarding the door- Wormtail.
"WORMTAIL! You traitor! How dare you?" he roared.
"S-Sirius! I didn't mean to! You-Know-Who made me! You don't know how scary-"
"I don't give a damn if you were scared or not! Anyone of us would've gladly died to protect our friends! Stupefy!"Sirius growled.
Wormtail ducked and sent a Bludgeoning Hex.
"Protego! Stupefy! Confingo! Diffendo!"
Wormtail had blocked the first two with his shield but the third one had gotten through.
He whimpered as the Severing Charm had gotten his wand arm. Sirius sent two more Stunner quickly and bought down the traitor.
"Incarcerous. Expelliarmus."
Sirius took the fallen wand and left Wormtail and went inside the house only to hear two things. He heard Voldemort's cackle and the sound of Disapparation.
"No, it can't be." He whispered as he ran up to his godson's room. What he found there shocked him and changed him for life as he only saw Jonathan but no Harry. He broke down and sobbed, knowing that he had failed everyone- Dumbledore, Remus, and mostly James and Lily.
And that had been how James and Lily found him, with Dumbledore. Alice and Frank had been killed by Bellatrix Lestrange. Neville had disappeared like Harry had. James had fainted in shock, not able to absorb what had happened in the last few minutes, and Lily had sobbed for hours.
Later Dumbledore declared Jonathan Potter the Boy-Who-Lived for he had encountered Voldemort and had survived and had also injured Voldemort grievously, if the blood on the floor was anything.
It had been Harry's blood but Dumbledore didn't check and had just banished the blood. Little did they know, that Dumbledore's mistake about the BWL would change their lives forever.
Riddle Mansion, Little Hangleton
Voldemort sat on his throne listening to reports on the raids he had assigned.
"Master, please forgive us, Xenopilus and his wife managed to escape with a portkey-"
"Failure is NOT forgiven, Avery! Crucio!"
Avery's scream rang out in the room. Voldemort kept the Cruciatus Curse and lifted it after a minute.
"My Lord, please forgive me for my failure" Avery managed to wheeze out.
"Get out of my sight and tell Bella to come in." Voldemort spat out.
Avery painfully bowed down and told Bella to come in. She came in and bowed down and kissed the hem of his robe.
"Bella, was the mission successful?" Voldemort asked, not in the mood for another failure.
"My Lord, I have successfully killed the Longbottoms but I have brought the boy. Please let me explain.
When I was about to kill him, he radiated an aura of darkness that rivaled of yours Master. I- I thought that he could be of use to our cause and brought him under my care." Bellatrix reported to her master.
Voldemort thought for a moment and then nodded," Very good Bella. Make sure you train him in the Dark Arts. I expect you to train him very well. Do not fail me." He finished coldly.
"Yes, My Lord. I will train him with all my might."
"Oh, and Bella, take Harry Potter from my room and train him with the Longbottom boy. He has done the same thing that the Longbottom boy has done and I expect them to be loyal to me when they have grown."
"Y-yes, my Lord. I will do what you have told me to do." She kissed the hem of his robes again and left.
As Bellatrix was leaving, Voldemort smirked. The two boys were going to grow up to be powerful. You didn't need a Seer to know that. He would make them his right hand, everyone would be afraid of them.
They would do everything that his Inner Circle could not do. Also, they were the heirs of two very wealthy and powerful families. They would be a great force to be reckoned with.
A/N- I know that this was rather short. But this is my first fic! So please R&R and no flames!
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