When the Unmentionable Happens
~AN: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews! I appreciate the support! In this chapter I kind of write Harry so that he acts older than he is because I'm not sure how to portray him in his proper age. I want him to be older but it wouldn't fit story line wise if he was older.
~Previously: With a glare the tall man strode forward until he was nose to nose with his peer, "Mark my words, James Potter, one day you will regret this. You'll wish you were never born rather than suffer as you shall. Guess what? Karma's a bitch!" and with a soft pop he disappeared from the room leaving the two, now parents, alone with the helpless babe and no clue what to do with it. ~
A quick fire-call and ten minutes later Albus Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey quickly entered the house. The leader of the light talked with the now father quietly in the corner while the nurse checked over the baby and mother. Both groups gave each other nervous looks every few seconds and the tension in the air could have been cut with a knife. Finally, both were declared healthy, the nurse obliviated, and sent on her way. Out of the dark purple with hot pink stared robes came several books on baby care and packages with necessities to last until the parents could get out and go shopping. The nurses parting comment had been that the baby might be hungry so mom and child headed into the kitchen to fix a bottle of formula milk while the guy with the messy hair spun a horror story.
"It was horrible, Albus! About ten months ago he approached Lily and asked if we wanted a child. We were overjoyed at the idea and immediately agreed. That's when he told us that Lily would carry a child for him and that we could tell no one it wasn't our child. We were forced to sign a magically bonding contract or get obliviated and give up the chance of a child. He gave Lily this horrid potion that he claimed would result in her pregnancy, but she got sick. We were terrified and whenever we tried to tell you we 'conveniently' forgot. He came to check on her and the baby's progress every month or two whenever I wasn't around. I had perfect faith in my wife she would never betray me. I installed monitoring charms around the place because I didn't trust him.
About four months in, Lily started to show. When he came for the check-up we announced we had picked out at name for our child. He laughed and asked if we had even read the contract we signed. When we told him not really he told us to fetch our copy and read it then ask any questions. The contract stated that we wouldn't get the child, it was his and that we would get a reward at the end if the baby was born healthy."
"The utter nerve of that bastard!" mumbled the old man kindly, all the while thinking how perfectly this would fit into his plan.
"Mind your language around the baby. I won't allow that vulgar behavior in the same room as my child!" demanded the woman who had just walked back into the room with the now calmly watching baby.
There was something unusual about that child. It seemed as though he understand exactly what was going on even though it was impossible as he had been born merely and hour beforehand. His eyes were unique as well; the right was the color of his mother's a deep emerald green while the left was the color of his father's a crystal sapphire.
Over the next few months Harry, as the child was being called, began to develop at a startling pace. He could understand commands, make what he wanted known by means other than crying, and he could crawl places on his own. Lily and James had almost forgotten that he was created using a potion and came to think of him as their own flesh and blood. They claimed credit for his unusual behavior and planned ahead for his bright future with the help of his Godparents, two of the family's oldest friends.
Both men were overjoyed to claim the role; each deriving pleasure in their own way. Remus enjoyed spoiling the boy and ensured he never went without anything, be it food, clothes, or the latest toy he looked longingly at in the window. He planed to make sure the boy would always know how to survive reality though and was never a spoiled rotten brat. He had to protect the newest member of his pack. Sirius, however, was another story. He found his godson to be beautiful, and not in the normal baby cute way either. He often volunteered to give the five month old baths and put him to bed. No one noticed, or if they did, they didn't say anything.
All continued well until the little boy was 16 months old. That's when everything went wrong. Well, worse than it had before. That fateful Halloween night was when the little boy's blood father decided to claim the child.
~AN This is a really short chapter and i wish it was longer but the next one will be pretty big.
