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Shades of Darkness
Chapter 1:
The house at Godric's Hallow was severely damaged and looked ready to collapse. Somewhere in the house, a baby was crying. Hagrid rushed into the house, heedless of its deteriorating condition and quickly went upstairs. There he saw the baby, with raven hair, green eyes, and a lightning shaped scar on his forehead…and Harry Potter could not stop crying despite all Hagrid could do. The gentle half-giant carried the still crying Harry out of the house to see Sirius Black arrive on his motorcycle
"Hagrid," Sirius croaked over Harry's screams "Is it…is it true?"
"Aye it is," Hagrid said "Lily and James are dead. It's a bloody miracle that Harry is still alive though I didn't see You-Know-Who anywhere"
"Let me take Harry," Sirius said, wiping away tears "I am his godfather, after all."
"I'm sorry, Sirius," Hadrid said "But Professor Dumbledore wants Harry at his muggle relatives."
"I see…" Sirius said, making a mental note to talk to Dumbledore after he had captured Pettigrew "Take my bike."
"Thank you," Hagrid said and took off on the motorcycle with Harry Potter who had still not stopped crying and screaming. Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief when Harry finally fell asleep over Bristol.
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Dumbledore, McGonagall and Hagrid left a sleeping Harry Potter on the doorstep, totally and completely unaware of the images passing through young Harry's mind…or what had really transpired at Godric's Hallow. Voldemort had tried to make Harry a horcrux out his mother's murder. Voldemort, however, had not anticipated Lily's love for her son. Nor had he anticipated the effect it would have on the ritual. No one could've expected that Voldemort's soul fragment would merge with Harry Potter's soul, creating a being that was both Harry Potter and Tom Riddle and yet at the same time neither… and also something else entirely….a being that was truly more than the sum of its parts.