To the victor go the spoils.

Who would have ever thought that, a mere one year old child can be victorious in the long war of good versus evil and receive the spoils of the war? And what goes to the loser? Well Voldemort, had his punishment of dying. Harry James Potter, well, he got anything which the victor, his twin brother, Cole Howard Potter, didn't want.

At the mere age of one, Peter Pettigrew had betrayed his friends, giving the location the Potter family was hiding at. The result: Voldemort blew himself up after shooting the killing curse at the twins. Both twins were knocked out from the impact and being one year olds could not tell people exactly who was the correct victor. So, the leader of the light, Albus Dumbledore, took upon the responsibility to discover who the hero of the light is.

Cole sported a small scar in a shape of a V above the end of his right eyebrow. Harry had a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Dumbledore named Cole Howard Potter as the hero who defeated the most evil darkness due to the V, a symbol of Voldemort's attack on Cole.

Life for the two brothers changed forever, the moment Dumbledore gave his verdict to the public.

Cole Howard Potter, for the next eleven years, lived in the glamour and glory with his parents, in a secluded location. He received the best of clothes, best of toys, the affections of the wizarding world, and the undying love of his parents. Cole Potter received the spoils of the small battle he was in at the age of one. Cole has red, unruly hair, and brown eyes. His smile was like that of his father's, always up to mischief. His temper and stubbornness also took after his father. Lily Potter, was not surprised when Cole took after her husband's talent of pranks and attitude toward academics. Overall, Cole lived a comfortable, lavish life, becoming the boy who got what he wanted most of the time. The boy-who-lived had a great pull in the magical world, since he was the savior.

Harry James Potter was a different story. Up till the age of eight, Harry Potter had been given several glances from his parents. A few of them were affection or of love. His godfather, Sirius Black, remained hospitable with him, giving Harry presents on Christmas and his birthday. Harry knew that he was never going to be the apple of his parents' eye or ever receive love from his parents.

Then, Harry's life took a sharp turn on his 8th birthday, the last birthday he spent with the Potter Family.

July 31st, 1988: At Rovell Hill Manor

Rovell Hill Manor is the residence of the Potter Family. It was created and warded by Godric Gryffindor as a gift to Rowena Ravenclaw. However, since there has not been any known descendant of Ravenclaw, the estate was given to the Potter Family, who carry Gryffindor's blood.

As the birthday boy: Cole Potter was running to his mother, he exclaimed "Mum! Are the Weasleys coming today?"

"Yes, my dear birthday boy," answered Lily Potter with a joyful smile. "Your father and Uncle Sirius is setting up the mini Quidditch stadium with safety charms so you boys can play later."

"Safety charms? Mum! I'm eight years old! Ron and I don't need safety charms! They always ruin the game when I want to dive!"

"I'll have nothing of that Cole, You're still too young! You should be lucky I even agreed to this in the first place"

"But I'm the boy-who-lived! Shouldn't I get be able to get what I want on my birthday! Mum!Mum! Pleeeeeassse!" Cole answered back showing puppy dog eyes.

Just then the Weasley clan flooed into the living room. At the sound of Cole's cries, Molly Weasley swiftly walked towards Cole and Lily.

"Lily dear, just let him have this one. He is the boy-who-lived and it is his birthday. My boys used to do this too, and they turned out just fine," Molly said to Lily with a soft, endearing tone.

"Oh alright then, no safety charms, but your father and I will be watching you play very closely." Lily sighed, giving into Cole's demands.

"Thanks Mum! You're the best mum in the world! Thank you too Mrs. Weasley." Cole said as he ran off with Ron to play in the backyard.

Unbeknownst to both Molly and Lily, Harry had heard the exchange between the two and Cole. Standing by the entry way of the kitchen, Harry made his appearance known.

"You know, mum, fighting with Cole only to give into his demands isn't good for your health."

"Oh, Harry, it's OK, it's his birthday. I'll just say no to him another time."

"When you do, get take a muggle video tape of it for me. I'll believe you when I see it," replied Harry, in a doubtful fashion. "If you need anything, mum, just find me at the library."

"Wait, Harry! We don't talk much and I rarely see you. What are you up to in that library?"

"Nothing that you should concern yourself with mum, as you haven't worried about me in the past seven years of my life," Harry replied, in a distancing manner.

"Just wait Harry," Lily told her son as she went to a kitchen draw near the sink.

Lily then pulled out a neatly wrapped small box from the draw and handed it to Harry. "This is your gift."

Harry cautiously took it from his mother's hand and opened the box. The box contained a nicely fashioned ring. The ring was made from silver and had a simple design. It had a black onyx rectangular stone that when worn, would stretch from one side of the finger to the other side of the finger. On the black stone was a green engraving of a pair of wings. Engraved on the inside of the ring were the characters: 保护者. Harry looked up to Lily in bewilderment as to why his mum would give him something like this.

Lily, seeing Harry's facial expression, elaborated, "I saw you had some books about magical rings on the table of the library. I went to Diagon Alley earlier last week to get this for you." "The characters inside the ring mean protector. It's a magical ring that would alert you if you digested any potions and absorbs some jinxes."

"Umm, thanks mum." Harry then walked over to his mum and cautiously hugged her. In his mind he thinks, "This is a surprise. I guess somewhere in her, she can be a mum to me too." And just for a few seconds, Harry smiled at the possibility that things might be changing to his favor. After, letting his mum go, Harry walked back upstairs of the manor and into his room. His room was a standard bedroom. However, unlike his twin brother's, it was not filled with posters, it did not have chests of toys, a closet for toys, or a television. Harry's bedroom was almost a complete polar opposite of Cole's. It was simple bedroom, with objects that fulfilled his basic needs. A desk and a lamp, with parchment and quills laid out for usage. It had a simple bed that faced the balcony and many shelves that lined the walls of his bedroom. The shelves were filled with books on magic and muggles, and some novels.

"Well, that was a surprise. Might as well try the ring on." Harry said in a low voice, as he was still confused about the moment he had with his mum. Harry slid the ring onto the middle finger of his left hand and stared at it for a while.

"This color does suit me. Black and green, like my hair and eyes." Harry then walks over to the doors of the balcony, slides it open, and walks out the rail. He first looks up to the sky and takes a long sigh. The balcony, which had white wooden rails, also had an invisible shelter above it, to protect it from rain. The balcony was Harry's peaceful place, where he would sit down on his extremely comfortable chair and read. Today, sitting at the balcony was anything but peaceful. All Harry could hear were the screams and wails of laughter of the Potter and Weasley family playing Quidditch in the backward, which was inevitable since his balcony faced the backyard.

Harry looked down onto the Quidditch stadium James had built and whispered to himself, "The snitch is right above Cole's ear, how can he not see it? Nor hear it?"

Immediately after finishing that thought, Harry looked down onto the ring and smiled, it was a token of affection from his mum. However, with his head down, Harry did not see the bludger flying toward his face. And being the eight year old he is, he was not able to react fast enough to Sirius scream, "HARRY! LOOK OUT!"

In a mere second, the bludger had collided into Harry's right arm, and a painful wail was heard throughout Rovell Hill Manor. Harry fell to the ground and only saw the blue sky and the pops of the apparations done to get to him. He saw his godfather, father, Remus and his mum hovering over him. But the shock of the experience took away his ability to stay awake, caused him to faint.

In four hours, Harry Potter was subjected to various potions, healers and magical core inspectors. However, after four and a half hours of the accident, Harry awoke to a heated conversation.

"No Albus! I will not let you do that!" yelled Lily. "I do not agree! He should stay here with us, so we can help him!"

"Lily, you have to understand Albus' reasons. Harry is of no use to our world. Without magic, he will become ostracized," said James Potter. "For god sakes Lily, he can't do magic, he's a squib!"

"No! It doesn't matter, he's our son, He's Cole's brother! He's your first born son!" yelled back Lily.

At this moment, Harry chose to croak out a response, "I'm a squib?" At this, all faces turned to Harry. Everyone, even those who Harry thought would never give him a glance, even his father, gave Harry a look of pity.

"We did a test and found no traces of magic in your core. The bludger accident took too much of your magic to keep you alive, to the point where, there is not enough to allow you to continue to use magic," explained Albus. "This world is a harsh place, and even though you are Cole's brother, you will have to put up with the upmost scrutiny. You cannot attend Hogwarts or practice magic. The most you can contribute to this world is through the practice of potions, which is still not a great occupation."

"I'm so sorry Harry, that bludger was never supposed to leave the stadium, we never could've known that that would have happened," Sirius said with guilt in his tone.

"However, Harry, it is not the end of your life in the muggle world," Albus said, "It is still possible for you to lead a perfectly normal life outside of the wizardry world."

"Which is why, Albus is suggesting that we send you to America. He says that there is a muggle family there that we can trust to keep you safe. They will be your legal guardians in America, and you would go to a muggle school, and earn a muggle profession," explained James. "We can still visit you whenever possible."

"You're sending me away?" replied Harry as he looked at his mum.

"I don't want this anymore than you do Harry, but Albus says we can still be a family. We can visit you, and you can make normal friends there," said Lily. "I'm so sorry Harry."

Harry looked away from his mum, leaned back down onto his bed, and said, "Please let the door hit you on your way out."

In a matter of days, after Harry was able to gain his bones back and heal his arm. Harry packed away several books, including the book on magical rings, some of his favorite novels, clothes, and whatever else he can fit in two suitcases and his backpack. He was then apparated by his parents and Albus to the front of a two story house with a metal green gate. He was introduced to the couple that would be his new guardians, Prudence and Peter Jameson. The two families became acquainted till it was time to leave. James and Albus said their goodbyes to Harry and apparated back to the manor. However, Lily stayed behind for a few minutes more.

"I'm sorry Harry. I never thought this would ever happen," Lily said shaking. She held out the ring she had given Harry on the morning of the terrible accident, "Please take the ring Harry, so I at least know you're safe."

Harry took the ring from his mum's hand and gave her a hug while whispering, "I'll be back mum, I promise."

Six months after Harry's relocation to America: January 22, 1989

Albus Dumbledore, hated making mistakes and looking after the consequences. This time, his mistake may have lead to the loss of his greatest asset, Cole Potter. So with a heavy heart, Albus flooed into Rovell Hill Manor. Lily,who had been sitting at the couch watching the television with Cole, was alarmed at the sudden entrance of her old headmaster.

"Albus! What is this surprising visit for?" asked Lily.

"I have grave news for you and James," said Albus. "Cole, may you go fetch your father for me?" With that, Cole huffed at being disturbed and went to go get his father. Lily, still standing there, was afraid of what was to come.

"Albus, what a surprise. What's going on?" James asked as he entered the living room.

"There was an explosion at the Jameson's residence, caused by electrical wires gone wrong," said Albus. He looked at the expressions of Lily and James Potter and saw wheels turning in their heads, and a look of immediate sorrow. "We were unable to identify the bodies at the residence. I'm sorry for your loss."

For four hours, Lily shook in the arms of her husband. Nothing was able to break her away from the depression she was in, not even Cole. James, who was not even close to Harry, felt a twinge of regret and sorrow at the loss of his first born son. Only when Annie Potter came into the room did Lily break free from James's grasp. Annie Potter was the third child of the Potter family, and an almost complete replica of her mother, except she had brown eyes. When Harry was sent away, Annie had cried instantly at the loss of her older brother. Harry had given Annie the tightest and longest hug of all to her, as Annie was the apple of his eye. Lily scooped Annie up and began holding her as she continued crying. Annie, being only 5, did not understand the gravity of the situation and in return hugged her mum and said, "Harry is going to come back soon and make you stop crying mum. I know it." With those words, Lily looked back to Annie and simply nodded, in hope that what her daughter said would be true.

Unbeknownst to the wizardry world, Harry Potter was walking the streets of Los Angeles with his new guardian beside him.

Three years since Harry Potters "Death": April 21st 1991

It has been three years since the death of a Harry Potter. It has also been three years since an eight year old boy was found by Caleb Alex Dawson. Caleb Dawson is a 5' 10" in height, had striking blue eyes and sandy, brown hair styled short and mature. Caleb knew and lived in the wizarding world until the death of his soul mate and best friend. Since then he left the American wizarding world, despite their protests. He went into hiding, traveling to various locations within and out of the United States. However, he was sucked back into wizardry, when he found an eight year old boy in front of his classic black Pontiac trans am 455 super duty. Caleb thought back to the day his life changed again.

*Memory starts*

"Sir, it's dangerous to leave your possession in your car like that. You wouldn't want any mug…- people- to see that," Harry said tilting his head to the wand laid out in the open on the front passenger seat of the car.

"You're?" questioned Caleb.

"Yes, I am," Harry answered back quickly.

"Why are you here kid? You look like you haven't taken a shower or eaten in days," Caleb asked while inspecting Harry. "You're not from around here are you? You're from England?"

"Yeah, and I look like this because I haven't eaten or showered in days," Harry answered back.

"Want a ride to my place? Your parents aren't looking for you?" asked Caleb. Harry only stared back at Caleb, contemplating on what to say. "I'm an orphan and don't have a last name or family." Caleb looked back onto Harry, trying to see if he was telling the truth, or if this was another ploy by the American Wizardry Ministry. Caleb then took Harry to a local Starbucks and began having a conversation with him. And since then, Caleb took Harry in and created a new identity for Harry and adopted him as Harrison Jacob Dawson.

*Memory ends*

"Oi dad, you going to keep staring at me like that?" yelled Harrison, or Harry for short. Caleb didn't realize that he had been staring at his son for that long and quickly looked back onto his plate. "Sorry about that Harry, just thinking back to the day I met you." Harry instantly stared back at his dad, "A lot has happened since then dad. Changes that we weren't expecting."

"It's your birthday today Harry, your eleventh birthday none-the-less."

"I know dad, and I also know that that letter is coming here today. I'm still technically British."

"You don't have to go. I'll teach you here while you go to school. You were accepted to Premier Academy Harry! Freaking genius!" Caleb looked into his son's eye and knew that Harry was keeping something from him. "Something's wrong and you're not telling me."

"Remember how I told you, all those years ago when we met, How I didn't have a family?" Caleb only nodded back.

"They're still alive, they just don't think I am," Harry continued. Caleb only looked at Harry with an inquisitive expression, so Harry continued with what had happened on his eighth birthday and what had been his life in the U.S till he had met Caleb.

"I knew already Harry!" laughed out Caleb, "I had you checked up, but since you never told me yourself. I assumed that you didn't want to return to your actual family." Harry only showed Caleb a "I want to shoot you right now" face. Caleb still continued, "Sorry I didn't tell you, but since you didn't tell me either, I thought it was fair. Besides, we know what the truth is."

"So, now that I know you know. What should I do?" asked Harry.

"It's your decision Harry, either way I still want you to be my son. Go back when you're ready to face them. You have time."

Harry then looked out the window and he saw an Owl with a letter. Harry took the letter from the owl and looked at the Hogwarts emblem. "You going to open it Harry?" asked Caleb.

"I know what it is going to say," said Harry, "But I also know what I am going to do." Harry then went to go get a parchment and quill, wrote a reply, and gave it to the owl to send back to Hogwarts. "I'm not going. You can teach me, and when I'm ready I'll go back as Harrison Jacob Dawson. The father and son stood up and observed as the owl flew away with their reply. At the same time, they both knew that their real adventure had just begun.

A/N: Hi, this is a beta'd chapter of the first chapter. Thanks LPlover93 for betaing ;]. Please review, it really helps me continue writing.