Summary : What will happen when Magic herself blesses Harry Potter and guides him to his Destiny? *Drum Rolls* Here's presenting 'Destiny's Child'! Ignored Harry Potter for his brother Liam Potter! Good James and Lily but Neglecting. Super! Powerful! Awesome! Elemental! Harry.
Dumbledore/Weasleys (mostly Ron, Ginny and Molly)/Hermione bashing (quite a lot in later chapters if I may add)
Disclaimer: All the Characters given below except for Liam belongs to J. . I own nothing though like every other HP fan I wish I did!
Ch: 1 The Night Everything Changed
Chapter 1 : Destiny's Child
The Godric's Hollow.
1. The place where THE great Godric Gryffindor grew up to become one day a founder of Hogwarts.
2. The Place where the great leader of light, Albus Dumbledore grew up along with his siblings, Arianna and Aberforth.
3. The place which houses the ancient Potter manor existing and belonging to the house of Potter even before the ages of Hogwarts.
Who would've thought that this auspicious place could home the beginning of mistakes that would eventually lead to the destruction of light, taming of dark and the manifestation of Grey!
It was Halloween, 30Th October. The head of Potter House, James Potter, member of the Auror Corps was currently sitting at the kitchen table waiting for his wife, Lily Potter nee Evans.
The aforementioned lady was putting her twin sons, Liam and Harry to sleep. As she rocked Liam back and forth expecting him to sleep, she couldn't help but stare at her eldest son, Harry.
He was one of the most beautiful babies she had ever seen, even more than Liam if she dare say.
He had jet-black, shiny hair which was messy just like his father though in a handsome sort of way.
His skin was milky, pale not the kind you would see in vampires, but they had an amazing kind of glow to them.
His eyes though were the most beautiful part of his face. His eyes were shape of almonds and were emerald green ('The Avada Kedavra green' she thought though she would never admit it), just like Lily's.
Only mere hours after his birth she had noticed that Harry's eyes changed colors according to his mood. They could turn from dark profound green to light grass green in mere seconds.
His eyes made you feel as if you were being inspected and they were looking deep down in your soul.
The strange thing was that Harry rarely cried, while Liam cried often like any normal child.
She then turned to her younger son, Liam.
He had a mass of shocking red hair which was (fortunately') tamed and manageable ('Thank Merlin! Lily thought).
He had his father's Hazel, fish shaped eyes that always sparkled with mischief.
His skin was tan and soft.
One look and she knew that Liam would be just like his father,-a prankster while Harry would be like her, studious and intelligent.
Another thing Lily knew for sure was that both her sons were going to be heart breakers when they grew up and that whatever happened she would always love them the same and equally.
'Pity she wouldn't really complete that promise of hers.' The lady in sparkling navy blue gown thought. The lady had jet-black, smooth, shiny straight hair that curled and formed ringlets at the end near her waist. She had the most beautiful crystal blue eyes, the color that you would see on exceptionally clear day, though not many people knew that they could turn stormy blue once angered. But that may have happened because she rarely got angry. She had the most patience anyone could have. But once she got angry she was force to be reckoned. Her whole hourglass figure was currently glowing with unrestrained magic and anyone standing near her could feel their hair standing up their neck, her whole body was alight with magic.
(Well...um...Well...Strayed away from the topic. Well, Back to Britain, Godric's Hollow, Potter Manor, Nursery and final stop Lily and Liam and Harry. Here we go)
"Lily? Are you coming?" She heard her husband call from below.
She put Liam in the crib, closed the doors of the nursery and then went down to the kitchen where her husband was waiting for her.
Just as she sat down a loud ringing noise started.
The wards of the Potter Manor had fallen.
Lily's green eyes met James panic filled hazel ones.
"Lily go, go up take care of the children. Take them through the emergency portkey. I'll hold him for as long as I can." James shouted as he got up his wand.
Lily nodded and she scrambled up the stairs to the nursery. With a last fleeting look at her husband she closed the doors of the room and ran to the cribs.
Liam was crying at the top of his voice while Harry was just drinking in the scene.
"Hush baby! Shhh Liam. Everything will be fine my dear." She said.
"Licornum Horribilis Extremus" Voldemort said as he saw James Potter come towards him. He laughed maniacally as he saw Lord Potter fall to the ground spasming and shouting.
He then walked towards the nursery.
"Alohomora"
A simple flick of his wrist and the nursery door swung open to reveal a red headed woman consoling her crying children?...child? The other one, the black haired one was just looking at her curiously.
The woman turned and spread her hands in front of them as if the action would protect them. She should know better.
"Licornum Horribilis Extremus" He said. She too fell down like her husband like a puppet.
He then turned his wand on the children thinking which one to kill first. He read their magical auras and was shocked to say the least. The black haired child, Harry? Was practically reeking of magic and his core almost blinded Voldemort. While the red haired one, Liam? Though above average was nothing compared to his brother.
Harry Potter was shining like a supernova. He turned his Yew and Phoenix feathered wand towards the black haired baby and said the cursed words.
"Avada Kedavra" he whispered softly already smirking at his such easy win.
To his much fascination and shock, a bright blue light covered the child. It soon became too hard for Voldemort to breathe, the air felt heavy with magic that Voldemort didn't even wield let alone use.
The green light that had just come from his wand and had vanished into the sea of blue magic suddenly shot out and lashed towards Voldemort. He didn't even have any time to duck or dodge the curse, it's rebounding in itself was astonishing. Before he could even move a muscle or give a twitch a cold rush of wind came against his face and soon Voldemort was feeling as he was under a thousand Cruciatuses.
He screamed and spasmed until he felt no more. His last thought, 'I will have my revenge, Heir Potter.' as he slipped into the realm of Morpheus. For the first time in weeks, Harry cried.
The nursery burst cracked due to the magical backlash and striked Liam's forehead when it formed a jagged sort of scar in the shape of V, the blood flowing freely.
Soon Sirius and James burst into the room. James cried on seeing his wife on the floor.
"Ennervate" He all but shouted and hugged her as she sat up and cried on his shoulders.
"Liam and Harry, James? Have you checked on them?" she asked as tears freely rolled down her cheeks.
Sirius walked over them to give the couple some time to mourn when he heard. And then in a second his mind registered with the noise and he almost wept in joy and relief.
"Hey, Prongs Liam and Harry, they are alive." Sirius cried in shock.
Lily and James got up hurriedly and consoled the babies till they were asleep. "Episkey" James said when he saw that Liam had blood on his face.
Albus Dumbledore soon rushed through. He gave a sigh of relief when he saw the family alive and noticed the children sleeping peacefully in their parent's arms.
'And now the final step towards my half victory. Let's determine who will be my pawn? Let's see! Let the child defeat Tom and then I'll make sure that he dies, so the world only knows me!' He thought. Although he had a quite grave expression on his face internally he was laughing maniacally.
The kind of laughter that would make Lord Voldemort's cackles looks sane. And because he couldn't quite do it now or he would be transported to the St. Mungo's if he did he resorted to suppress it within him long enough to reach his office at Hogwarts to let loose.
He came over to read their core as he had to determine the Boy-Who-Lived.
He saw that while Liam had above average core and magical prowess. Harry's was just above a level of squib. 'What happened?' He thought.
He also noticed that Liam had a jagged scar while Harry had none.
He lifted up Liam in his arms just as the Order of 'Overstuffed Turkeys' entered the room.
"Hail the Boy-Who-Lived. Hail the savior of the wizarding world. All hail the Chosen one." He proclaimed.
Everybody stared in astonishment at the red headed boy and cheered for him.
Everyone failed to notice the faint lightning shaped scar on Harry's forehead under his black bangs.
Nobody noticed the dark magic swirling around his scar.
Dumbledore didn't even consider the possibility of magical exhaustion.
Nobody noticed Little Harry crying for his mom's warmth as she put his down to hug her soon-to-be-only-son, Liam.
Nobody noticed that within a minute of Dumbledore checking him, he came back to his original magical power, his core stabilized.
Nobody noticed all this. Nobody.
Except for that Lady in sparkling navy blue gown.
"Soon, my hero, soon. I'm sorry that you'll have to suffer so much in the your path to success but I'm sure you'll succeed. I'm sure all this rough treatment will make you all the more determined to your cause. I'm sure someday, people will know as who you are, my son! I'll help you, I swear! You have much to do, my dear. But for the time being, sleep. Sleep!" She whispered softly.
So softly that everyone just felt a draught due to the magic contained in her voice. Everyone except Harry.
He heard her.
He understood her.
He knew what she was talking about.
She was the good Lady.
And the last thing that went through Little Harry's for now little brain was whether his mother would pick him up and sing him lullaby.
Nobody saw or noticed all this as they were busy treating Liam like a god to take a notice of the other twin who was the real Boy-Who-Lived.
And on that day the Wizarding World due to one Albus Dumbledore made its greatest mistake in history.
They rejoiced and partied as the real Boy-Who-Lived lay forgotten all by himself.
This was a sign of the things to come. Things that wouldn't change for the next 10 years.
And so begins the tale of Destiny's child, Harry James Potter.
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