Warnings: This is slash Draco/Harry. There will be other slash couples and het couples.
This is not fully compliant with OotP, HBP, and DH.
Disclaimer: Not matter how much I wish I owned Harry Potter and characters we all know its never going to happen. They belong to JK Rowling and I am just borrowing them for the time being to do with as I wish. I am not making any money from this either. The title of this story came from the song waiting for a superman by the flaming lips.
Miriam screamed as her son was taken from her arms. The son she had spent twenty- three hours trying to give birth to. The son she had sang to at night as she lay fully pregnant in the arms of her love. Her beautiful green eyed son was gone and there was a possibility she would never see him again.
She would never know his first word; never see him take his first steps. She would know nothing of him other than he was a green eyed beauty like his father. Miriam sobbed for the loss of her son but there was nothing she could do about it now. In the royal family, children born out of wedlock were simply unaccepted and not loved. She loved her son's father and she would have done anything to be with him but her heritage prevented them from ever being together. Now she had lost everything she loved and all she could do was cry because once again her father had played a cruel trick on her and this time come out the victor.
Albus had been highly surprised when one day while walking casually in an inconspicuous alley in Hogsmead (sp) he had come upon a little baby wrapped in sky blue blanket next to a dumpster. He was just on his way to Honeydukes to restock his supply of lemon drops when he heard the cry of a young babe. To say he was shocked was an understatement. His deer caught in the headlights expression was definitely a straight giveaway to that notion. He could not begin to fathom why a person would just abandon an innocent little child where anything could get to him. He looked around and after seeing that no one was in the vicinity picked up the little baby and held it to his chest. He looked down at it only to be met with a blast of brilliant emerald green. It was then that his face morphed into an expression of contemplation and then decision. One family was sure up for the surprise of their lives.
James and Lily Potter were just sitting down to dinner when the one and only Albus Dumbledore dropped in for a visit. Of course since they were living in dark times they automatically assumed that something was wrong.
"Albus has something happened?" Lily asked with worry in her voice.
"Of course not my dear. Of course not." Dumbledore immediately replied. Of course he did not stop there. We all know how he likes to listen to himself talk.
"We are in grave and dangerous times and it is times like this when you never think an ounce of happiness may occur but I come to you with wonderful news." He started. It is hard to believe that he was just getting started too.
"I have found you a baby!" He exclaimed with a smile as if he had just said the best thing in the universe. Even the pin-drop silence that occurred next did could not dim the blinding twinkle in his eye and the goofy grin on his face.
"A baby?" James asked breaking the silence.
"Yes, yes a baby." Albus replied.
"But Albus, we cannot keep a baby right now. With my job and James' work as an Auror we barely have time for each other much less a baby." Lily reasoned with the slightly barmy old man.
"Bloody hell. A baby?" James said still to shocked for words. But if he had listened to the conversation going on around him he would have seen that Dumbledore was slowly but surely winning Lily over to the idea of a baby. He would have recognized the signs of an overly excited Lily and would have been able to dissuade her from Albus' ridiculous idea but alas he was too late and that is why three hours later after having been faced with Lily's shinning eyes and pouting lips he found himself holding a small baby boy, with green eyes and raven black hair in his arms. In that moment he felt truly trapped. Well I guess this is goodbye to my youth and happy Fridays at Zeus' beer and wine,' he thought 'and hello to parenthood with dirty napkins, screaming babies, and sleepless nights. What have I got my self into?'
Lily had been reluctant at first to adopt the baby but now she wondered why. He was the cutest little boy she had ever laid her eyes on. His eyes, the deepest emerald green she had ever seen, showed an intelligence you would not expect of one his age. He hardly ever made much of a fuss, and he was a cheerful little boy. She was the happiest she had ever been and James, no matter how much he vehemently denied it, was falling for his charm just as much as she was. Sirius, Remus, and Peter had been by and they had all been enamored by him. Her little Harry. It had been hard to come up with a name for him but Harry fit him just fine. Harry James Potter. Her little darling angel.
Even in the light of their happiness darkness still managed to overpower the light. This tragedy was the one of James and Lily Potter. Betrayed by their close friend and murdered in their own house. The evil man to commit such discrepancies was defeated by the power of a strong protection charm that was placed over young Harry.
Upon arrival to the scene Dumbledore took stock of the situation and made his own deductions and that is where we find Harry Potter now. Living in the hell-hole of a place called the Dursley's house in the summer of '96 right the night before his 16th birthday.
AN- this is just the prologue of my story. I hope you like it and I have mostly half of the story in my head and the rest I'll just figure out as I go. I'm probably going to upload the next chapter in like a couple of hours. I already have it all written out. Please tell me what you think about this. This is the first ever fanfic I have ever written as I mentioned before and well I try. anyway RR.
Thanks for reading. : )
Kuro.