Work of fanfiction just for fun and as usual at war with my spelling checker

A.N.

Removed the last chapters bit of a lesson for me to not write on medication an being half asleep I fail to learn this the first rewrite part three I like a review about it. But I think this fic is cursed.

It was Halloween 1981 in the town of Godric Hollow children were going along the houses trick or treating and their spirits where high.

As always they thought that this year would earn them the best hoard ever.

In one of the houses hidden by magic a man looked through the window and smiled. Hopefully his daughters would enjoy Halloween in a couple of years.

Both where a sleep in the nursery right now having been put to bed by their mother. His girls would be vast asleep in a moment maybe he and Lily could celebrate Halloween their own way. He smiled at this thought and walked in to the kitchen checking the stock they had, The bottle he had hid was still there with luck both Dorea and Hazel would sleep through the night. Knowing them Dorea would be awake around four rousing her younger sister to.

His wife entered the kitchen and saw her husband holding a bottle of her favourite wine.

"Planning anything." She said while smiling.

"A seduction."

"And who will you seduce?" She asked.

"A beautiful redhead." He said.

"Good answer."

While they were having their moment the front door was blown from its hinges.

"Knock, knock," an eerie voice called.

Pulling away from his wife James reached for his wand

Looking at Lily he said "Go,"

Even before he finished speaking Lily had dashed for the stairs.

Walking in to the living room James came face to face with a certain dark lord and a man he had loved as a brother.

"Trick or treat Potter please do the treat you will live longer"

"Well that's going to be a problem I prefer the trick." With that he swished his wand animating most of the furniture. Like an conductor he directed the furniture to assault the two intruders

Lord Voldemort and his minion struggled with the assault. James took to the offense and casted hex after hex at them.

While a certain dark lord fought the man heads one a certain rat faced person sneaked himself in a position behind James

"Stupefy." He casted silently he saw his former friend fall to the ground.

"Well done Wormtail." His master praised him.

"Thank you master." The man simpered.

"Stay here and make sure this idiot does not wake up."

"Yes master." The man simpered

Lord Voldemort ascended the stairs.

He heard two babies crying he hated that sound those things did only two things befoul themselves and cry. Well he would solve the problem the children had. Breathing was such a nasty habit for his enemies.

Walking to the nursery he was stopped by a redheaded woman pointing a wand at him.

He smirked at that before he could cast a spell he a barrage of spells and hexes came his way.

"Stay away from my children." The redheaded woman said.

"You can have more under my regime but you will be shared my dear."

"Over my dead body."

"Well some of my minions for some reason prefer Inferi."

The barrage of spells only increased.

"Miss Potter this might almost be an exercise for me." Voldemort laughed. While he forced her back through the door of the nursery.

Dodging, shielding and batting spells away.

A banishing curse made Lily hit a wall. Making her fall to the ground.

"Why can't I get servants like those Potters." The dark lord mused to himself.

Well prisoners under his regime would have no rights. he decided. There would be at least couple of loyal Potters in his next generation of minions.

People like that should only have children he could mould for his plans after all.

"Well who do we have here the ladies that could both be the one to defeat me. I hope both of you don't mind a pre-emptive strike." He said while grinning like the maniac he was.

The looks he received should not be on faces of babies. Even at the orphanage he had grown up in baby's did not have facial expressions of pure loathing.

"Well my dears it was nice having this chat. But I got things to do a world to conquer." After saying this he pointed his wand and cast the killing curse at one of them.

What happened next surprised him both girls were surrounded by a dome of magic and what happened scared him the curse he just cast rebounded back to him.

Lord Voldemort screamed when he was hit by his own curse. After a moment of pain his body had been reduced to ashes.

This went unnoticed by both babies that had passed out after the feat nobody would believe that had happened.

Downstairs Peter passed out from the backlash that he received from the dark mark on his arm.

Hogwarts P.O.V.

Sitting in his office talking with his spy in the Death eaters. He heard an alarm going off.

Looking at the gadget that made the sound he gasped. The Potters fidelius was broken.

"Come Severus we must hurry." Both men ran down the stairs of the ancient castle. Both thinking different thoughts.

Albus Dumbledore was worried for his friends.

Severus Snape was a different matter he felt glee and hoped that the parents would be seriously injured that would teach Lily to not betray him again.

He had loved her like a sister and she could not forgive him over a comment said in anger.

Before they could leave the castle they ran into the groundskeeper.

Albus yelled "Come Hagrid James and Lily are in trouble."

The gentle half giant turned around and followed them.

When they reached the border of the wards Dumbledore picked up a tree branch

"Portus."

"Gentlemen take a hold please." All three touched the branch

And with an pop they disappeared.

Godrics Hollow

The three man appeared before the cottage that Albus had loaned to the Potters. All three men stormed inside with Albus in the lead.

They found James Potter lying in the living room.

Peter standing guard started to cast a chain curses at them but was easily stunned by a gigantic fist belonging to a certain half giant.

Dumbledore and Snape ran upstairs leaving Hagrid to watch over Peter and a still stunned James.

Entering the nursery they spotted Lily laying against a wall and the twins fast asleep both dead to the world.

"well the prophecy came true but which one is it." Snape grumbled

"I don't know my boy maybe they fought him together." Dumbledore said

"Impossible headmaster." Snape snarled

"How so my boy the power he does not know could be the love of a sibling."

"Love is no power it is an illusion." Snape snarled.

'My boy." Before he could finish an oblivating spell hit him

"you have found Dorea and her mother as the only survivors even the body of her twin was destroyed. And you have not seen me this evening" Dumbledore looked dreamily at him. Taking the other girl in his arms he walked downstairs

He was met there by Hagrid, a revived James and Sirius Black. He smiled at the events that would come, vengeance was a bitch. Before the three men could react they were hit with oblivation spells.

"Hagrid you will remember arriving after Dumbledore finding James and Lily alive.

You will not remember seeing me or Pettigrew. This evening"

The half giant fought the commands for a moment before he succumbed to the orders he was given.

Turning to his old tormentors he said." In fifteen minutes you will go and hunt the person that betrayed your friends." Sirius Black nodded dreamily.

"James you will awake after twenty minutes and will not remember seeing me."

Enervating his fellow death eater he yelled "Get lost you idiot! The master has fallen." Peter did not think twice and ran from the house of his former friends.

"Coward." Severus grumbled when he left said house.

Looking at the baby in his arms he pondered where he should place her if one of them did not became the equal of the dark lord his former master would not be defeated. Orphanages where not an option she could be easily adopted by a loving family.

After a moment an idea came to him. While it was cruel to the child it was necessary.

Apparating to his destination he walked to the front door in a muggle street. Placing the child on the front step he casted a couple of protective charms on the child. Conjuring some parchment and an quill and ink he wrote a letter telling the woman residing in the house about the dead of her sister and her family.

"Sorry Hazel, but it is for the safety of a lot of people." He whispered while stroking the child's head seeing for the first time the scar on her forehead . walking to the street he apparated away.

The early years

Four Privet drive

Little Hazel had a bit of a strange life if anyone would ask her.

Living with her uncle, aunt and cousin. In what would be described as a proper British neighbourhood In Little Whinging in a proper cookie cutter street.

She was a girl that everyone complimented on always helping her aunt with chores or playing in the small local park . Well if you missed she was wearing boy clothes that where cast offs of her cousin.

At school she was a well behaved and good student.

Pretty normal you would say?

Well things are not always what they are to appear some people like to keep up a good appearance for the outside world.

At home her uncle yelled at her and told her almost every day that's she was as useless as her parents and should have died with them. He also told her she should earn her keep and help her aunt with the chores so that unlike her mother she could be a proper woman.

Her aunt was ordering her around like she was their maid.

Her cousin was the only one remotely nice to her. When he went to school he protected her a bit because his father said that even freak girls were delicate and she helped him with his homework, helping him getting good grades.

So long she did her chores and kept her grades and those of Dudley up everything was ok.

Except one thing her room was a cupboard, the cupboard under the stairs.

The Potter's house.

Little Dorea lived in a nice house had a nice room. Here she lived with her parents and her baby brother.

She was also a famous girl but she hated the fame. Because the fame had come with a price.

Her parents tried to protect her from it but sometimes it did not help.

At school she was taught by Mrs. Weasley a no nonsense woman that had put quite abrupt a stop on the fawning over her.

She was a good student and mostly well behaved except when she was in the company of a her teachers twin sons.

Her best friends where her god brother Neville and the youngest Weasley boy named Ron.

When she was at home she helped her mother brew potions or helped their house elves a bit or just that much she was allowed by Belle, Laura and Alfred.

Her only regular choir was keeping her room neat and watching little Sirius named after a friend of her parents' who was killed after she defeated the dark lord.

But one night for both girls changed everything. It was the night of the thirty one of July 1988.

Dorea was exhausted why that old fossil of a headmaster always demanded they had a ball at her birthday and her parents agreed with him she never understood.

She made herself ready to go to bed and within a moment she was fast asleep.

Little Whinging.

When she was five Hazel had asked when her birthday was during breakfast, she was told she was not worthy of celebrating it so she did not need to know the date by her uncle and it had earned her a night without food for asking not necessary questions.

When she had arrived at school after the summer vacation she was asked by her friends how her birthday had been because they had been on holiday.

She smiled and said it had been alright.

Her cousin had sneaked with Piers to the filing cabinet and found out that her birthday was the thirty one of July.

Piers who knew a bit of what went on at their home was surprised when the girl hugged them both and said. "thank you"

Looking at Dudley he asked" She did not know her own birthday?"

Dudley nodded "dad says she is not allowed to celebrate it. So she did not need to know it"

Piers gasped "That's cruel."

"The only nice things they did for her was taking her in, getting her glasses and telling her not to ask unnecessary questions." Dudley said

It became a bit of a secret of the kids at the school that Hazel had a bad home life.

Those that were at home in the summer came asking on her birthday if she and Dudley could come play outside because they needed a few more kids

But on the night of her birthday the thirty one of July 1988 when she fell asleep something happened.