Prologue

Lily Potter née Evans has never hated hospitals as much as she did now. Now normally she would find the white walls comforting not sterile and creepy. Normally though she wasn't giving birth and screaming herself hoarse.

Her husband, James Potter, was pacing outside of her room with his three best friends Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. The four self-proclaimed marauders heard the screaming coming from the room and knew they could do nothing to help. For James Potter it all seemed surreal, he was in between bursting into the room or pulling out his hair. One would think that waiting for seven years for your future wife to fall in love with you would make a patient man, but waiting for his wife to give birth to his sons just pushed the wrong buttons.

"Sir, I have to ask you to stop pacing," a healer nervously told James

"Are you having a laugh? Our CHILDREN are about to be birthed and you're telling us to be calm!" Sirius nearly yelled at the worker.

Remus was about to say something, only to be interrupted by shouting.

"JAMES CHARLUS POTTER YOU BETTER GET IN HERE" Lily screamed.

Warily opening the door, James is greeted by the beautiful, exhausted picture of his wife and in her arms are two twin boys. James hurriedly rushes to them followed shortly by Sirius, Peter, and then Remus who was nervous about being around children.

"So what are you going to name the little progslets?" asked Sirius.

"The first born" Lilly pointed to the one who was already sprouting tufts of black hair, "is Hadrian Orchid Potter the second child" now pointing to the one who clearly had his father's eyes, a soft dark chocolate, "is Stevenson Stephanotis Potter" Lily then preceded to close her eyes in exhaust.

"Why the flower names?" asked Peter.

"Family tradition from Lil's side; though luckily enough I convinced her not to have their first names be flowers" James answered, with Lily too tired to do so herself.

"What in merlin's name Stephanotis?" Sirius eloquently asked.

"Obviously a flower you troll" retorted Remus.

"I resent that Moony, I can in fact quite confidently say I am far more handsome then any troll you have encountered" Sirius responded.

"As if there's anything you don't say confidently" muttered Peter.

A glare from Lily quickly shut them all up. The healer who had been previously standing awkwardly by the doorway then preceded to say "Hadrian was born at 11:59 pm, on July 31 while Stevenson was born at 1:09 am on August 1."

"Thank you ma'am" Lily responded never taking her eyes of her little babies. Hadrian had her bright green eyes and his father's raven coloured hair, though fortunately he didn't seem to have inherited the Potter mess; he was still too young to properly define any other features. Steavenson meanwhile was a bald little newborn that had his father's dark chocolate eyes, everyone just assumed he would be ginger like his mother or black haired like his father.

_seven months later _

Eventually Stevenson did grow some hair, but to everyone's surprise it was he had his aunt Petunia's ash blond hair, and with his father's mess. Hadrian also clearly became the cuter of the two, though that did not mean Stevenson wasn't cute just not as cute.

Eventually the family decided to move into James family home, Potter Manor, after months of running around in hiding. At first they thought about moving into Godric's Hollow but with the twins it was a bit small. It was also argued that with the manor they wouldn't have to solely have to rely on the fidelius charm.

Potter Manor was on a land that was a total of twenty acres and was surrounded by thick dark forests. The home was made in the early 1700s and seemed more like a castle than a manor, with its stone walls and watch towers. The manor had the most gorgeous gardens which was covered in Orchids, Roses, Stephanotises, Asian Lily's, and Wisteria. After Lily visited this beautiful area she immediately knew what she was going to name her children. Wisteria and Rose if they were girls and Orchid and Stephanotis if they were boys.

Hadrian was a quite baby, or perhaps he just seemed silent compared to his brother. Stevenson had to be almost always carried or otherwise he would turn into a sobbing mess, James and Lily took him to healers who just said he has an upset stomach, never telling what the cause of the issue was. Both twins could already speak in full sentences while the first born seemed to use them more frequently, Hadrian's first words being Padfoot much to Sirius's delight; while Stevenson's first words were mummy which made Lily tear up.

_Halloween_

It was just another day in the Potter household, with the house elves working on the feast for Hollows Eve. The twins were in the pallor being read to by their mother who was reading them Red Riding Hood much to James dismay since she called The story of Beetle and Bard "to gruesome" but reads them a story of a murderous wolf.

"Completely ludicrous" James muttered.

"I am not reading my babies a story about DEATH JAMES" Lily all but screamed the last bit.

"It's not about death" James whined, though he would deny it with all his life.

Lily was just about to retort until she felt a chilly breeze. "James did you leave the door open?" scolded Lily.

"No why do you always blame me for these things" James complained.

"Perhaps because it is always related to you, or did you forget about the time the window was left open for five hours because someone thought it would be a brilliant idea-" Lily was then interrupted the sound of someone walking of boots.

"Lily take the boy's and run" James whispered.

"I'm not about to leave you-" Lily started only for James to point at the twins.

Running up to the nursery Lily put the boys in Stevenson's crib. She then started block the door, turning to her babies she recites a Latin ritual that was classified as "dark" do to its blood magic and self-sacrificing nature. The door was blown to bits, the blockade doing nothing to deter him from his path.

"Stand aside you foolish girl" he said with disgust obvious in his voice.

"Please not my babies, I beg you" Lily pleaded.

"Stand aside you mudblood" the dark lord growled out.

"Take me instead please, have mercy!" Lily knew she had to die for the ritual to work and was fully prepared, 'anything for my children' Lily thought.

"Very well, you wish for death then I shall give you death, Avada Kedavra" a burst of green light engulfed Lily, and she dropped to the ground.

Lord Voldemort then looked into the crib.

A baby with soft looking black hair and intelligent knowing green eyes stared at him while the one with the blond version of the Potter mess that they call hair and curious brown eyes looked at his mother. Unnerved by the staring Voldemort pointed his wand at the green eyed child and said the words "Avada Kedavra". The spell hit the child right in the forehead a little to the left, and before the Dark Lord could get over his shock of the child still being alive the fatal spell rebounded and hit him. In the explosion of power rubble fell down onto the children, one piece scarring the blond twin in the shape of a v right in the middle of his forehead.

Far away in the headmaster's office Dumbledore was startled by the alarms that warned him dark magic had been used at Potter Manor. Apparating to the forest outside the manor and rushing inside he sees the dead corpse of one James Potter sprawled out in front of the stairs, walking up the stairs in a far more solemn mood he reaches the nursery. On the walls you could still see the dragons fly around in a night sky setting, oblivious to the body of sweet Lily Potter and the sobbing of her two sons. Dumbledore looks at the two children and turns to Hadrian the obvious prophecy child since he was born exactly when the seventh month dies. Looking at the little thing that was crying its eyes out Dumbledore casts a few diagnostic spells discovering dark magic was used on him just as he suspected was the case, the spell left only a small lighting mark scar on his forehead though one odd thing about it was that it was glowing exactly like the lighting the scar resembled. Choosing then to look at the younger twin, who had the bleeding letter v in the middle of his forehead. Dumbledore is struck with a brilliant idea, an idea that would make chosen one and the prophecy child easy to mould so he would never stray from the light side, and that he would never become so arrogant that he would ignore him, Dumbledore. This 'brilliant' plan was to declare young Stevenson Potter as the one who killed the dark lord! It was not like anyone other than himself, Snape, and Voldemort knew of the prophecy, and knew that it was impossible for the younger Potter to be the defeater. They will mark him as the boy who lived the one who saved them all.

While Dumbledore was scheming this 'amazing' plan he did not bother to think about how the people will come to Stevenson to save them when Voldemort returns or how the true chosen one would react to having a famous twin or even what he would do with the twins. Dumbledore checked if the deceased Potters put any protections on their boys, and much to his shock blood wards were on them! Dark Magic! Despite the fact that they were dark Dumbledore could not deny that they were strong and would protect both twins from any death eater who wanted vengeance but he had to bring them to a place with one Lily Potter's blood.

Standing in front of number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whingeing. With only a basket in hand that had a thick blanket with a permanent heating charm on it and underneath that blanket two little boys were sleeping inside. On that very basket there was a note that detailed the wards around the Dursley family and by taking these boys in it would protect everyone in the house. It also went on to apologies for Petunias loss. Anyone who had a semblance of sympathy for either the aunt or young boys would have waited and knocked and actually described the situation; unfortunately, Dumbledore does not fit into that description despite putting all hope on one of those little baby's and having put everyone else's hope on the other child.

Putting the boy's basket in between the milk cartons Dumbledore disappears to go tell the whole magical world their terror, nightmare, enemy, and Lord was gone all thanks to Stevenson Potter. This night was the mark of celebration for many, but for some like Sirius Black it was a day of devastation and the day he was betrayed by not only a close friend but also a role model, Albus Dumbledore. For Remus Lupin it was the day he lost all hope of ever having friendship again. And for Peter Pettigrew it was the day he lost everything and marked the day he would spend the rest of his time living as a rat for fear of the truth coming out.