Twelve year old Harry Potter was lying on the floor of his tiny bedroom breathing heavily at the pain in his body. His arm was broken and lying in an awkward position and his body was covered in bruises and cuts which were leaking all over his clothing. He couldn't breath properly and one of his eyes was swollen shut. All of this happened because he got another Hogwarts letter for his second year. His 'family' weren't happy about the fact he was going to that 'freak' school again.

Harry coughed and blood poured out of his mouth. "BOY BE QUITE!" Vernon Dursley bellowed from downstairs. Harry groaned quietly and placed his face in his pillow trying to muffle the coughing.

"Please," Harry whispered blood falling from his mouth as he looked at the window where he had let out Hedwig with a letter to his dead parents saying he would be joining them soon. "Please mum, dad come and take me with you," and with that Harry fainted.

Narcissa Malfoy was writing to Dumbledore thanking him for all the help he gave them to help them come out as spies. They in turn had told Dumbledore about the Horcruxes and about the one which had been stolen from their library not three months ago. Her son Draco was sitting on the table across from her excitedly telling her husband about potions class with his godfather Severus Snape. Suddenly a white owl flew in through the open window and landed in-front of her. "That's Potters owl," Draco said looking up at the owl. Both Narcissa and Lucius looked at each other in shock.

"Draco could you leave the room for a moment please?" Narcissa asked. Draco nodded and turned to his father.

"Can I flew Uncle Sev?" he asked and Lucius nodded causing the twelve-year-old to run out of the room. Lucius took the envelope with shaking fingers and Narcissa gave the owl some toast but the owl did not fly away.

Both adults took a deep breath and opened the letter.

Dear mum and dad,

I don't think I can hold on anymore. Everything hurts and I can't breathe properly. There's so much blood mum help me. Please come and take me away with you.

I know your dead but I think I'm going to be soon. Some boy-who-lived I am, I'm going to die because of being a wizard not because I'm going to 'save' the world from evil.

Please mum. . . dad please come and take me with you.

I love you.

Love

Harry

Lucius and Narcissa looked at each other in shock both jumping up at the same time and rushing to the living room where Draco was floo calling his Uncle. "Draco let me talk to your uncle now," Lucius demanded. Draco pulled his head out and ran over to his mother who was shaking.

"Mum whats going on?" he asked.

"Nothing sweetheart. Can you go and get you brother for me please?" she asked. Draco nodded and walked up the three flights of stairs to the nursery where his two-year old brother was sleeping.

Meanwhile in the floo Severus had called Dumbledore down to hear the conversation from Lucius. "We got a letter delivered to us by Harry Potter. A letter written for his dead parents. He's dyeing being abused by his relatives," Lucius said in a rush. Severus snorted.

"He's probably doing it attention," he said.

"No one can fake blood on parchment Severus. Also there's something we need to tell you. As you know Narcissa gave birth to twins and one was still-born?" Lucius asked.

"Yes," Severus replied.

"Well he wasn't. Narcissa knew our whole family would be killed if we had more than one child or if we had a girl. She was sharing a ward with one of her best friends Lily Potter who had given birth to a still-born boy. Both swapped their babies and changed the appearance. Harry James Potter died in birth not Cetus Sirius Malfoy," Lucius continued.

"Are you telling us that the boy-who-lived is actually Cetus Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked in shock.

"Yes," Lucius hissed.

"Step back we're coming through," Dumbledore said. Lucius did as asked and soon both Severus and Dumbledore were in Malfoy manner. "Let's go and get your son," he said.

Harry was pulled out of his dead faint when somebody thumped him in the head. He yelped and coughed up more blood. "FREAK GET UP AND MAKE BREAKFAST!" Vernon yelled. Harry tried to agree but all he could do was gurgle more blood in his mouth and over his chin, he couldn't move either. "WELL HURRY UP YOU LAZY BASTERED!" he hissed. Harry shook his head trying to tell Vernon he couldn't move. "YOU LITTLE FREAK DON'T SAY NO TO ME!" Vernon screeched and raised his fist to hit Harry again only to be blasted back by a sudden force of magic.

"Get off my son!" Lucius Malfoy yelled and Harry blacked out again thinking 'What the hell?'