Harry Potter - My Life

Authors Note - Well, that's the first chapter up! And here is the second one! I hope you enjoy this one too! Its longer xx

Chapter 1

The Master of Death... Sound ominous... Sound Terrifying... Sounds powerful... Sounds Dark... You expect, hearing this, which I'd be some great, tall, dark, powerful figure that glares at you from the shadows... No, I leave all that to my husband.
Yep, you heard correct. Husband.

Now I can almost hear you think. "The great saviour of the Wizarding world, The Boy-Who-Lived... Gay?! No, it can't be right; I must have read it wrong."
But alas you did not read it wrong. I did say Husband, which means, I'm gay. And proud.

But anyway, I'm skipping ahead of myself in my story. Way ahead. To be able to tell you how I became the master of Death, who also has a husband, I must start from the beginning... The start of my life...

Okay maybe not the exact start from where I was conceived (horrible thought, my parents having sex... Ewe) not when I was Born ... But a year and a half or so later.
Well, I was born 31st July, 11:59 pm so I was born as 7 months dies. So, a year and a half later would be 31st October... Halloween.
Strange things always seemed to happen on Halloween, even before I was born. But let's not think too much on that.

It was Halloween eve; the clock almost reaching the witching hour, where all magic is at its strongest.
There was a family of 3 living in a quaint house on the corner of Godricks Hallow, not Far from where Bathilda Bagshot now resides. This family, from the outside, looked like a normal, everyday, young couple with a cute baby with the largest and most exotic green eye's anyone had ever seen. But, truthfully, this family was not normal.

Not by most Muggle's standards anyway. You see, this family were magical. Yes, magical. They were wizards and witches. Even the cute little baby, but he hadn't grown much into his powers yet, only doing what most wizards called, accidental Magic. Anyway, this family, while normal by their standards, still hold a Dark secret. Well, not secret per say, but they were hidden away, so what they had and where they were, had to be a Secret.

They were in hiding. Right now, Wizarding England was at war. The Dark side Verses the Light Side. Voldermort and his Death Eaters against Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix.
And Voldermort was winning. No one really knew how, but with his vast amount of supporters, human and magical creature alike, he had the upper hand.
He had taken precautions and he was going to win, and nothing and nobody was going to stand in his way. Nobody. And this is where the family comes in. They were the Potters. James and Lily Potter, as well as Little Harry Potter.

A spy for Voldermort had overheard something. Something of great importance. But in his rush to please his master, he didn't wait to hear the end. But, in the end it wouldn't have mattered Anyway... Nothing, by this point, would be able to change his mind.
What his Spy had overheard, a Prophesy foretold by Sybil Trelawney the soon to be Divination Teacher at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry and was viewed by the Hogwarts headmaster Mr Albus Dumbledore himself.

This prophesy foretold that a child born as seven month dies would have the power the Dark Lord knows not and be the savoir of the Wizarding world saving them all.

Voldermort, hearing this, put out a search for children born at the end of July. At this time there were only 2. Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom.

And, the part of the prophecy the spy didn't hear, was that the Dark Lord will mark him as his Equal.
But Dumbledore knew exactly what this meant, and look precautionary actions, and placed both Families in Hiding. The Potters went under a spell called the Fidilus Charm and Placed Sirius Black as secret Keeper, so no one can find the house unless he tells them the exact address. And the Longbottom's were hidden away, although not under Fidilus Charm.

But this did not Deter Voldermort, no quite the contrary. It made him strive to work harder in finding them, because nothing would stop him from Railing the Wizarding world.
Out of the two families he picked the Potters to go to deal with them, personally, because Harry was born exactly as seven Months die, whereas Neville was born on the 30th July.

This was about half a year after they were both born and nothing happened until a year later.
Voldermort sent a few of his Followers to the Longbottom's. Bellatrix LeStrange; Rodolphus LeStrange; Rabastian LeStrange and Barty Crouch Jr. He sent them there to kill them off, but he knew they wouldn't just kill them...

They Would get to play with them first…

Authors Note – I hope you like this chapter. It is only slightly longer than the last one but they are building up and the next one will soon follow.

Thanks to all who are reading my stories, I am so glad that you like them

-Kitty