Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, kinda obvious. :

A year and a half later……

Lily couldn't have been happier, she had a wonderful husband who loved her, and a gorgeous son who bordered on genius. At one and a half years old he was already a talker, she just knew that he would leave everyone in the dust when he reached Hogwarts.

She bustled around in the living room of the safe house setting up the last of the decorations as James and Angelus watched her from the couch. They were going to call their first born son Harry, but Lily thought that Angelus fit their baby boy much better and James knew better then to argue with this lovely wife.

Tonight was Halloween and even though they had been placed under Fidelus, Lily was determined to make the night special for Angelus. She had spent hours trying to make sure that everything was as perfect as it could be, with enchanted Jack o Lanterns and little flying paper bats, among the magical decorations. She wanted the first Halloween that Angelus might remember to be perfect.

"Momma, I'm hungry." Angelus loved that his mother was trying so hard but he knew that today was not going to be a good day to celebrate if he couldn't figure out a way around fate. He knew that with all of the preparations before he came back a AK wouldn't touch him, but if he could not find a way to get his parents out of the way, everything would be wasted. He would not loose his family again.

It was only after dinner with his family that he began to get desperate, in the end he resorted to the most childish behavior he could think of, he threw a tantrum. Of course that tantrum included breaking glass, fierce winds, and a shaking house. He would not stop until his parents both agreed to get him things from two separate stores, they called Wortail as he was the only one that knew the location of their house, he couldn't change that event if he wanted everything else to play out the way he wanted it to.

As soon as his parents left him alone with the little traitor, Peter's eyes shifted to the door, and sure enough it soon blew open to reveal none other then old Snake Face himself. "Wormtail, I take it the Potter's left you to protect their precious little child, how sweet." He slowly approached until he was looking down at me, he looked closer to the diary version then the creepy snake version that he had known and 'loved'. He face changed from smug to stunned in a flash. "Wormtail, leave me." Wormtail scurried out of the house as if the very hounds of hell were on his heels. "Your power is intoxicating, child. Perhaps there is another way for this night to end."

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Wormtail paced outside of Godric's Hollow as his guilt grew. James had always been there, he always included Peter, even when the others wanted to leave him behind. He didn't want to betray him, but You-Know-Who was so much more powerful then anyone that Peter had ever met. He had not gone to You-Know-Who had come for him, he had offered him power and position, all he had to do was pass on information about the Order. It had seemed like such a small thing to do, the Order never really did anything truly important other then to counter the smaller Death Eater raids, hardly even worth the effort.

Now though, he found himself regretting his decisions, Angelus was such a sweet child. The boy was irresistible, he had yet to meet anyone who could resist the child and he could only hope that You-Know-Who would be no different.

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Voldemort paced before the child, he had been expecting a pure light brat, a child he could easily focus his hate on. This was no such child. The magic that flowed within this child was both light and dark, an amazing combination that left him almost breathless. He, for the first time, was having second thoughts. This child was supposed to be his downfall, the only one that could stop his campaign, but could he really trust the source of that information. He trusted that Severus had told him the truth about what he had heard, but the Trelawney woman was know for being one of the few in her family that did not have the gift. Could he trust that his spy had conveniently been outside of a hotel room when she had given her first prophecy?

No, perhaps this was a opportunity to improve his position. He needed to reorganize, to clean out his ranks and to bolster his support. He would go underground, recreating his armies and making new alliances right under that old man's nose. Yes, that would be the best course of action, and if the prophecy turned out to be true, he would be in a better position to make sure it turned out in his favor.

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When Lily and James got home they ran to their burning home in terror, only to find their baby boy in the front lawn holding a rather infamous wand as he stared at a pile of robes in surprise. They quickly summoned the Order and after putting out the flames Dumbledore lightly questioned their baby boy, after a few minutes Dumbledore reached a conclusion. "It appears as if Wormtail has turned to the Darkside on this night, Voldemort," many in the crowd flinched, "was allowed access into the house and attacked young Angelus. The pure power of this child's light managed to banish him from his own body on this very night. Angelus shall from this day be known as the Boy-Who-Lived!" The crowd of Order members cheered wildly at his proclamation.

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Angelus almost couldn't resist rolling his eyes at the old man, talk about melodramatic. He had been shocked that Voldemort had not tried to kill him, and even more shocked when he set the scene to look as if he had tried and been banished. He had made sure that the scene was without flaw, even leaving traces of the killing curse around Angelus to make it look as if he had been hit. Angelus was reluctantly impressed with how quickly the man had plotted. Of course the man had no idea that Angelus could talk and therefore ruin his entire plan, but as it worked for Angelus as well, he went with it. After all, if he blew Voldemort's cover he would no doubt come for his family again, and Angelus would not put them in danger like that.

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Far away from the commotion a small rat was making his way through the woods. His Lord had told him that he was to find a way to either prove or disprove the prophecy that had originally sent him after the Potters and he was more then happy to comply. Hopefully he would be able to prove that it was a crock, then his friends could stay out of the way of his Lord and none of them would have to die, though he would probably have to drug James and Sirius to keep them out of battle. Remus would go anywhere that Angelus was, and Lily would do anything, even sell her soul to protect her baby.

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Short, I know, but this is the carryover to his childhood. The next chapter starts a few years later in his life, so I cut it off to keep from getting confusing.

Please review, and here's a question for all of you. Do you think that I should give Harry/Angelus siblings or keep him as the only child? There will also be an open poll for the identities of his other mates on my profile page, so enjoy.