I do not own Harry Potter, this is a fan fiction.
In the darkest of nights two families got together with their most respected friend, to cast a spell, a spell to hide their location from one of the most evil of dark lords. This man inspired such dread, such utter fear that not even his name was mentioned out loud. The problem began when these two families were mentioned in a prophecy that foretold the defeat and death of this very feared dark lord. They would each go under the Fidelis Charm, it was to hide their locations and only a single person would know the location. The person was Peter Pettigrew.
"Dumbledore, are you sure he can not simply torture the location out of him? If I remember correctly he was to never the most brave or strong in our year!?" Peter almost looked insulted by the words of the Longbottom patriarch. Sirius told him while he was not the strongest he was loyal. This made the man relax somewhat, but he did not apologize for his insulting words. Peter would remember this.
Many months passed and James and Lily Potter decided to take an extra precaution. They had planned to go and live in their summer home, in godric hollow, but instead they decided to go and live near a veela flock in France. For Lily had a secret only her husband knew. Lily was the illegitimate daughter of Nicholas Flamel and a your veela that had been his childhood sweetheart. Only the decision of the elders made it impossible for the two to be accepted as mates.
You see back then the veela and especially the elders did not trust Nicholas at all. Their own seer had seen that he was destined to Martha woman 10 years older than him. That the two would help their grandchild, a boy of kind heart, with the wisdom of the wisest of owls, and the sight of the bravest of eagles. A child truly rare,a male veela.
The day finally came and both Neville and Harry were born in the same day, but different locations. The other difference was that Lily suffered a great deal more during the birth of her son, it was later realized the reason. Unlike most children Harry was born with a fully active magic core. His magic reserves and power were that of a full adult, and on the level of Dumbledore himself. This made raising him difficult, but to make matters worse he was a male veeela.
Peter Pettigrew was told to tell the dark lord the location of the child of the prophesy. Peter had been bullied his first few months at Hogwarts, but that was when he met Remus, Sirius and James. The three best friends he could ever want. Now his master was demanding that he betrays James, meaning that he would kill him and his son. Peter would never do that to a fellow marauder. So told him the location of the Longbottoms, he hoped that this would buy them enough time for James to move his family to safety.
When Voldemort finally reached the Longbottom's home he was met by Alice and Frank Longbottom, they both welcomed him to see if his son was indeed his equal as the prophecy had stated. Voldemort could not believe their intentions. "How do I know this is truly your child? What parent would risk their child in this manner?"
Alice was the one that responded to him, "A pair of cowardly ones, once you see that my boy could he never be your equal, you will see it is the child if that freak Lily the one you are after my lord. We swear on our life and magic that the child present in this home is our son!" Immediately the signs of their pledge appeared on them. Voldemort scanned the child and found it to be a weak, pathetic child, nowhere near his lowest servant let alone his equal. "Your child shall live, It is not the child that threatens my plans. I will leave but remember you will owe me for this kindness."
Voldemort went to where Peter was hiding. "Tell me the location of the Potters, wormtail!?" Peter told him to go and have Nagini make love to him instead. "Why will you not tell me the location of the Potters wormtail!? Why do you defend them!?" Peter took out his own wand and with his wand I. Hand he said, "marauder rules, we do not betray our own!? I would rather die that betray my good friend James Potter." Peter cast an incredibly powerful blasting curse, it hit Voldemort and himself. The blast incinerated both to ashes.
Voldermort would have died had it not been for the horcruxes he made, as a wraith he waited to find a useful pawn, the entire magical world celebrated the death of the who just not be named that day. The prophecy was believed to be false. For he who must not be named did not mark either children, but Alice Longbottom was quick to say that her child was the reason Voldermort was no more, that he resisted the killing curse and that they found voldemorts smoking robes when they came from buying a diapers, they were not there so since they had gone to buy more.
It was thanks to these words and few smoking remains that Neville was recognized as a hero and called him the boy who lived. Being the parents of such a hero had benefits, benefits such as a better position among the aurors, speech and appearances at ministry events, and a lot of fame and public recognition. They never again had to pay for anything at their local shops or in Diagon Alley. Such was the life for the parents of Neville Longbottom.
One the other side of the world the Potters finally learned that He Who Must Not Be Named was finally dead. James did not want to believe it,but Lily told him it would be easier to raise their son back in their home at Godric Hollow. He asked why not return to the manor? "James, the death eaters would surely come looking for us there. We can not risk our son's life, he is a truly rare child. I told you how rare was for one of my kind to give birth to a son. We have mostly daughters, the flock is already thinking of a possible mate for him, or several. I will not have my child's mate be decided by another."
The family left as they came in the dark of the night. The elder knew that would happen and knew that she too understood, after all she had been a mother once, to a beautiful daughter who she named Apolline and who was later mate to the minister of magic in France, Francis Delacour. She also knew that her granddaughter and the young male veela were indeed destined to meet. So she would always keep Harry Potter in her prayers.
The life of the Longbottoms was one of wealth, influence and much admiration. James worked as an auror, but Frank always seemed to used said influence to prevent James from ever receiving a single promotion, all his reports doctored to make him at most barely able to do the work as an auror. Frank Longbottom was having his revenge for being the one to marry the radiant beauty of Gryffindor, Lily Flamel.
Alice did her part as well, she made it impossible for Lily to obtain gainful employment. She mentioned that something that was not human such not be able to work along decent pure blooded wizards like herself. Alice hated her because she was not the one her husband wanted to marry,no he had wanted to marry the veela freak, only because her magic recognized james as her mate that she was able to gain the attention of Frank. But deep down she was jealous of her continuing beauty.
Lily being unable to find a job, she dedicated her time to taking care of their home, garden and family. As soon as Harry was able to speak, she began to teach Harry everything and anything. She felt her child might need in the future. Occlumency proved to be the easiest of subjects for young Harry to master. He finished learning it by the time he was four years old. He learned transfiguration spells when he was five, and charms by the age of six. His parents could not possibly be prouder of their son's accomplishments.
His parents always kept it secret, in fear that the Longbottoms might become offended that their child was doing a lot better than the boy who lived. So James always downplayed what his son could do, which in turn made Frank very happy to hear what an utter useless idiot the child of his most hated auror under his command had. Little by little James invested his own money, not touching a knot of his family's wealth. All to give the false impression that they were extremely poor,something that Frank loved to point out at every single meeting.
Harry began to learn to fly by the age of seven, and the funny thing was that he could out fly his father, his father played professional quidditch for Ireland and his mother his biggest and most loyal supporter. That is how they met after their graduation, little did he know the reason she was so supportive was because her magic recognized him as her mate, and they bonded long before they actually made love for the first time.
Lucius Malfoy cornered Alice once day and demanded want they were playing at, having their child recognized as the one responsible for their lord's death. "Lucius, think for a second, we both know our master is alive, but as long as they believe him dead. He is free to slowly heal and recover. Who would suspect the boy who lived of being his servant? My son Neville shall be always our dark lord's most loyal servant in payment of his kindness on our family that day."
Lucius saw that indeed the boy who lived would prove to be useful for their dark lord. "Very well, Alice keep your life of wealth, but remember we are always watching you!? Betray our master and you will wish you had died on that day." Alice told him that she would always be loyal.
Lucius from that day would always try and help the Longbottoms and he did so because the only difference between himself and them was that he had the mark. But they were ever the same, loyal to their dark master. Frank always gave him ample warning in case an Auror would conduct a surprise inspection and always planted dark magic items in his potential rivals, James according to him was a poor good for nothing, so he posed no danger to himself, and being the lowest rank Auror he could not even conduct an investigation without his approval.
Neville grew up believing in everything his mother told him, they told him how righteous the dark lord was, fighting against all odds to restore the pureblooded families to their rightful position of power, and those of mid blood were nothing more than future servants, if not slaves. Neville grew up idolizing the dark lord. He also grew up feeling like the sun came out just to light his face, arrogant because he could get anything he wanted and never pay for it.. Arrogant because the common people of the magical word worshipped the ground he walked because he was the boy who lived.
Thus continued until Harry became 11 years old, and thus he received the letter that he was accepted to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Harry knew his parent's simply did not have much in the way of money, so he asked for the bare essentials and did not ask for new books, he simply took his father's or mother's books, depending which was the less worn out.
The Potters apparated near a local exit of the nearby subway. They all walked towards the train station at King's cross. Harry only had a worn down old suitcase and the owl he found while playing outside. The white owl would simply not leave his side, so they decided she would be his personal owl, which Harry named Hedwig after a name his mother mentioned in one of his lessons.
They all walked through the barrier and managed to get to the platform number 9 3/4. They waited for the signs of the train and as soon soon as Neville bordered he was allowed to get in, he looked for a compartment there were only two available. One was where Neville was talking to a red haired boy and when he tried to enter Neville pushed him out, saying that only pure bloods could sit with him. Hearing that Draco and his gang entered and began to talk to each other like they were life long friends.
He entered the next compartment, and there he saw a brown haired young girl, and she was busy reading a book called Hogwarts, a magical history. "Nice book, tells you a lot of what to expect in Hogwarts, the name is Potter, Harry Potter. Please to meet you." She looked up and while sharing a handshake she told him, "I am Hermione Granger, muggle born hope that does not bother you." Harry told him that it did not bother him in the least. The two began talking about their favorite books.