AN: This is my second story, so please be nice!
Warnings: There will be no Dumbledore or potter bashing. It's goanna be a forced relationship between harry and voldemort, I'll explain more in the story.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Chapter 1 - Taken
The Halloween of 1981 is where our story begins. A humble cottage is where our hero lives. Said hero is named Harry James Potter, not that many people will remember this fact for he will soon cease to exist.
James and lily potter took great pride form there one year old son, and loved him greatly. But they knew that even their love could not protect him from what is to come for even they did not see it coming.
"Honey, where's my wand?" said a young beautiful woman with fiery red hair and cool crystal clear emerald eyes.
"Um, did you leave it in Harry's room?" asked an equally handsome man with messy black/brown hair and calculating hazel eyes.
"No I remember having it when I came down stairs." She said with a worried look on her face.
Sensing his wife's worry James quickly walked to her and with a cool clear voice spoke, "I'm sure it's here somewhere, don't worry dear."
"I'm not worried, it's just I hate to have to constantly hide!" she yelled out in frustration.
"It won't be forever dear, and when it's over we can go back home. Promise" he said as he guided his distressed wife towards the couch.
Little did they know that it was a promise that would never come true. For just outside the house stood a lone figure, said figure was waiting for the arrival of one of his followers. Said follower arrived just a second after, "Ah, peter nice of you to join me."
"Forgive me my lord, but something came up" said the cowering man.
"Never mind that fool, we have more important matters to attend to." Said the figure ignoring any more drabble form the man.
At that moment peter drew his wand and fired a silent spell towards the unsuspecting house, which the moment it touched blasted half of the poor house apart, efficiently knocking out the only grownups within.
"Well done peter." spoke the dark figure.
No sooner had he said that, a piercing cry that could only be from a child, the moment that the figure heard said cry he got an evil laugh that could freeze hell itself.
Quickly he walked towards the cry and no sooner passed the bodies of James and Lily potter. Giving an evil laugh he continued until he came to a crib with a child no older than one.
The moment that the man came near the crib the cry stopped, the young child looked at him with so much hate that if looked could kill he would be three feet under.
"Most people expect me to kill you, but I will make you into the perfect weapon. You will be my greatest death eater!"
"My lord, maybe it would be wiser to end the boy's life now before he's old enough to defend himself." Said peter.
"YOU DARE QUESTION ME!" yelled the dark lord.
"No my lord!, please forgive me!"
"Because of your insolence I will end your life here!" he spoke with so much venom it was surprising that peter didn't die just from the words alone, "AVADA KEDAVRA" the green light speed so fast towards the little man that he couldn't even register his own death before he hit the groaned with a thud.
Turning back to the child he picked him up and aparated away before the order could capture him.
In a few hours two people would wake up to sad faces and the worst news parents could hear.
Harry James Potter was missing and their good friend peter was found dead not ten steps away from the crib.
But little did they know that within the womb of young lily potter, not one but two little children were waiting for their turn in life. A childhood that little Harry potter would never get.