Chapter 1

"talking"

'thinking'

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Kuroshitsuji they belong to their original writers I am only a fan of there work

It was a cloudy night in Godric Hollow, but it was quite warm and very lovely. But for the Potters and there twins, Harry Potter and Alex Potter it would be a terrible, terrible night to remember. Harry is a quiet child but love his patents a lot, has black hair but in the right light its blue. Harry has a Beautiful Emerald eye with a sapphire blue ring around it. Alex is a red headed baby with a bit of a big head, has hazel brown eyes with flacks of green that reminds you of dirt that has a little bit of grass on it. Harry and Alex had a premature birth, both were supposed to be born on August the 14 but because of stress from the last 3 months, were born on the 31 of July, because of this, they had some complications like: it is said by the med-witch that a lot of magic was concentrate in Harry's right eye and would most likely never open but it, it was not common but not rare, there is a chance that when he is older that he may be able to open it. Alex was a bit luckier and can't move his left pinkie.

James and Lily where out with Remus and Sirius for a night, they asked Peter if he would like to come but he said that he would babysit the twins. When they were out, Peter took his Lord to the cottage, yes you heard right, Lord. Peter was a traitor, he only sold the Potters out because he was a coward and did not want to die, even if his friends would never betray him.

"Peter were are the Potter Brats?" hissed, Peters lord, Voldemort. "T-they are this way, m-milord'' stuttered, the filthy rat. Going up the stairs, Voldemort and the rat came to the nursery. Harry and Alex were in there crib when a dark scary man and wormtail came in. Alex started crying trying to get the attention of wormtail. Alex always liked attention and know that if he cried they would come and pay attention to him.

Voldemort stared with disgust, the little brat was crying red-haired brat that Peter said was called Alex, not that he cared. He turned his gaze to the black haired child (Harry if he was right) when he noticed the child was not crying but glaring at him and Peter with suspicion and hate. Voldemort know that this child would destroy him when he is older with a power he 'did not know' or something like that.

Harry looked at wormtail and the snake-man, he never did like wormtail and the snake-man was creepy and felt dirty. Ever since Harry always know thing that he should not know like what type of tea mum was drinking and had a rough 'feel' of other people's auras.

Voldemort feeling pleased with himself that he could finally himself a big enemy in the future. "time to die Potter, it would have been grand if you could join me but there would be a chance that you would betray me and that would not be good, would it?" Voldemort muttered to himself. "Say good bye Potter. Avad-" Voldemort couldn't finish his sentence when large black feathers started raining down on them 'where the hell did these feathers come from' Voldemort thought.

What Voldemort did not know was that Harry could 'see' the foul energy that was aimed at him with the intention to kill. Harry instinctively open his right eye that was closed and under his black hair that framed his face and covering his right eye had unknowingly sent a distressed signal to a dark being that has been waiting for a very, very long time.

Note: this is my first story. Please tell me what you think and what I should put in it