A Broken Promise

A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Prologue

Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling. Only Noah belongs to me. I only write this for enjoyment.

In Godrick's Hollow is a house that is full of mysteries, spells, and magic. In this house lived James and Lily Potter, both excited because they were having another baby. Harry Potter, however, was nervous and unhappy, sad that his mommy and daddy would be taken away from him. So, this is where it all started. This is where Harry Potter began the greatest journey of his life- and it all started when he was just 1 year old…

"Mummy, Daddy?" Harry asked, because he was mature enough to talk, as he sat on Lily's lap. The redheaded girl looked down into her son's emerald eyes and smiled gently at him.

"Yes Harry?" She asked.

Harry touched her stomach, and asked, "Will you love and play with the new baby more than me?" James, who was sitting next to Lily, looked surprised. Yet, he answered without hesitation,

"Of course not Harry! We will always love you equally- no matter what. Harry, you are very special to us. We will never forget that!" James spoke with clear confidence in his voice.

"Promise?" The toddler asked, nervous that his parents would lose his affection for him.

"Promise." Lily said, smiling at her cute son.

9 months later

James waited outside the hospital room, frantic and worried for his wife. Lily was still giving birth, five hours into labor. He paced as Harry watched from his godfather, Sirius's lap. "Dada? You okay?" He asked worried.

James put on a convincing smile for his son to show that he was fine, but inside he was worried. He just wanted everything to be all right. If things went smoothly, Harry's birthday would only be one day after his younger sibling. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the healer called him in.

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Potter. You have a new son, and he was born on exactly July 31, 11:59." The nurse smiled at the couple, who were extremely glad to see their new son.

Lily asked her husband weakly, "What should we name him?"

James looked into his son's hazel eyes and saw his rosy cheeks blush. He cried loudly, wanting to get home to his new parents. "Noah. Noah Lupin Potter."

Remus, the new baby's godfather, smiled as he watched Noah Potter, his namesake. Meanwhile, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, was sitting in his chair in awe, as he heard of the Potter's new baby. This baby was the chosen one- the child of the prophecy. Recently, he heard Trelawney's prophecy: 'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ...' He packed his things and traveled to St. Mungo's hospital to inform the Potter family of their newly born savior.

Suddenly, the door to the hospital room swung open, and the headmaster of Hogwarts entered, his eyes twinkling for a moment as he observed the new baby, paying no attention to little Harry who was sitting patiently on the side.

"Mr. and Mrs. Potter. I have news to bestow upon you- your child, Noah Lupin Potter will be the savior of the wizarding world."
Lily and James Potter sat in silence, unable to believe the words they had just heard. Their child would vanquish the dark lord. Their child would be the defeater of the dark lord.

Finally, it was Lily who broke the silence. "Why not Harry?"

Dumbledore seemed astounded by those words- and offended. He thought of many reasons- Noah was more powerful, Noah was kinder, Noah was gentler. But, to break it to Lily and James nicely he said, "Because, Noah was born at the end of the seventh month- July 31, 11:58, to be exact. Harry was born on August 1st, 12:00. That is why. You and James, Noah's parents, have thrice defied Lord Voldemort. He will be marked as an equal. He will be the world's savior! "

Finally, after an eternity, James seemed to accept it all. "This is great! What should we do to help him?" James asked eagerly. Lily, while playing with her older son, listened as well.

Dumbledore hesitated, then said, "You must give as much attention as possible to him. It's for the greater good." Though James seemed eager to agree to this, Lily's eyes were about to overflow with tears. Her older son wouldn't be neglected- not if she could help it. She vowed to herself- yet another promise- that she would never be caught up with all the fame or praise. Harry was just as special as Noah. Lily kept repeating that to herself that night as all the others celebrated. For the first time in his life, Harry was pushed to the side. James forgot about him- he didn't ignore him, no. He forgot about him. But, Lily remembered to keep her promise that night. So, she went onto the side as well. And she loved Harry with all her might. Little did Harry know that would be one of the last years in his life he was loved. Or remembered. Or cared for. Or not neglected.