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Chapter 1: Voldemort's defeat
The night that Harry and Ethan Potter where born James and Lily chose there faviorte child.
James took a liking into Ethan because of how good he is a Quiddtch. Both of there twins got brooms from Siruis Black on Christmas one day and Ethan was a natural. Harry on the other hand was struggling a bit. Lily tired to help her son but since she doesn't play Qudditch it didn't go so well.
Lily took a liking into Harry. She saw his intelligence and how curious he was about the world. When ever Siruis or Remus came over and talk to the Potters about the order Harry was sometimes wanting to learn about the outside world. But since Harry is to young Lily gave him books that he can read because suprignly enough Harry can already read a couple of books.
Other then that the Potters where a happy family of four. Two parents and twins.
Harry looked liked his father but has Lily's green emerald eyes. Ethan on the other hand looked like Lily but had James hazel eyes. When ever the Potters went out people would comment on how cute the twins where. How Harry looked like James but has Lily's eyes and Ethan for how he look like Lily with the red hair and has James eyes.
Then everything change. Lily and James learn that there was a Phrochey about the twins or Neville Longbottom; there friends Alice and Frank Longbottoms son.
So James asked his best mate almost like brother in all but blood if he could be secret keeper; Sirius Black since he was Ethan's Godfather whole Remus on the other hand was Harry's. Siruis though declined because of his close friendship with him. So James, Lily, and Siruis asked Peter Pettigrew if he can be secret keeper.
So it was on Halloween night that the Potters were completely relaxed. Their secret keeper, Peter Pettigrew, was spending the night with his mother in their fidelius charm, they were told, so they had no worry's anyone could be attacked.
James waved his wand around, making bubbles come out of the end. Harry and Ethan giggled and laughed, jumping to get the bubbles, while Lily watched on and laughed, taking pictures with her camera.
The family was enjoying themselves thoroughly, when the front door flew off its hinges and sailed past them in the hallway. James jumped to his feet, wand in hand, and Lily ran in and scooped up the boys.
"Lily!" shouted James, running past her and into the hallway. "It's him! Grab the kids and GO!"
"BUT JAMES!" she called after him, but she could already see a barrage of curses and spells flying past the door.
Ethan started crying at the noise, and she quickly grabbed a pacifier and put it in his mouth. Now was not the time for distraction.
James knew that running to fight Voldemort was a terrible idea, and it was obvious he was going to die. But he knew it was worth it if they survived. He could never live with himself if they died.
"Ah, James Potter." Voldemort sneered as James came rushing into the hallway. "You know that you will die, but you still keep fighting."
He chuckled and stepped into the hallway, his black cloak swishing behind him, red eyes visible beneath the hood.
James glared at him. "You will never win this war; no matter how many wizards you kill. I am the same, I will keep fighting until the end."
"Too bad you will DIE TODAY! AVADA KADAVERA!" shouted Voldemort.
James ducked below the curse and pointed his wand at Voldemort "STUPEFY!"
"CURICO!"
"IMPEDIMENTA!"
And the barrage of spells continued as Lily peaked her head into the hallway. Protecting Harry and Ethan with her arms and ducking her head, she ran into the fray and towards the stairway. She screamed as a spell flew past her and shattered the picture in front of her.
"LILY!" James cried. He turned towards her, shouting "PROTEGRO!"
A shimmering transparent shield formed in front of her, just stopping a nasty stinging hex from hitting her.
"James, LOOK OUT!" cried Lily.
James turned, and barley avoided a Conjunctivitus Curse. "GO, LILY!" cried James, shooting a well-aimed Diffindo.
Lily turned and ran up the stairway, still holding Harry and Landry from harms way.
James turned back towards Voldemort with a sad smile on his face. "You're to late. They'll be safe before you ever get to them."
Voldemort had pure fury on his face. "INCARCEROUS, STUPEFY!"
James, unprepared, fell to the ground as he was tied up with ropes and stunned. Voldemort cast him a disdained look. He would have killed him, but that annoying and utterly useless rat, Pettigrew, made him swear not to kill Lily and James before giving him the location of the house.
Voldemort proceeded up the stairs, hearing the shifting of boxes, and the wails of a child. 'Ah, so their portkey didn't work,' he thought with an evil smirk. That, of course, was due to the anti-apparition wards.
Reaching the top, Voldemort blasted the door open and destroyed the boxes in his way. The muggle born women, not even worthy to be called a squib, in his opinion, screamed and threw herself in front of the children, as if that would stop him.
"Please, show mercy, not Harry and Ethan, take me instead!" She cried.
"Step aside, silly girl, I said, STEP ASIDE!"
"No, no, please, show mercy, not Harry and Ethan, I'll do anything!" This girl was irritating him, he decided, and he cast another stupefy curse, along with a 'Locomotor Mortis!' With Lily out of the way, Voldemort turned towards Harry and Ethan. "So one of you is supposed to defeat me one day," he muttered. He observed the different ways the children were reacting to him.
The one, Ethan, was wailing his head off at the sight of a scary man shooting red light at his mother. Harry, on the other side, was gazing at Voldemort with surprising defiance for a too year old. He was the one, Harry, decided Voldemort. Harry looked at lot more mature than Ethan, with books around an actual bed. Ethan just had posters everywhere and an enormous crib smack down in the center of it.
"Ah, so little Harry, ready to die now?" Voldemort taunted.
He was expecting Harry to cry, scream, and hide under his covers. He was NOT expecting him to stand up and glare at Voldemort.
"What did oui do to mummy and daddy?!" he asked angrily, not quite able to say you.
Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry, "So, you've inherited your mothers anger, and your fathers persistence, I see. Such would've done well in the ranks of my Deatheaters. Too bad you're going to die. AVADA KEDAVERA!" He shouted.
Instead of killing Harry on the spot, as it should've, Voldemort saw a strange golden, shimmering shield erupt in front of Harry, deflecting and successfully rebounding the spell towards Voldemort. Unprepared, Voldemort was hit with the curse, and, with an anguished scream, disappeared in a flash of green and silver light.
Poor little fell down, unprepared for the sudden drain in his magical core. The ceiling started to tremble and cave in on the twins. Gasping, Harry willed the roof to stay up, using up vast amounts of energy. Harry fell to his knees under such strain. Harry looked up upon hearing his brother cry with even more anger and pain then before. A chunk of the crib had hit his brother on the cheek, creating a 'V' shaped cut. If just to make his brother stop crying, Harry used whatever ounces of magic he had left to heal it. But without the proper amount of magic, it was only partially healed, leaving a very noticeable scar. Harry himself had a lightning bolt scar on his head that was hidden under his vast amount of under the strain of holding the ceiling up and healing his brother, Harry fell into a deep recover sleep.
Albus Dumbledore was having a very nice day in his office, with Fawkes the phoenix, and a few delicious lemon drops. It was the Halloween feast, and Voldemort hadn't attacked anyone for almost a month now. That was, until his alarms for the Potter house went off. Jumping to his feet, he grabbed Fawkes tail, and appeared in front of the Potter residents. The house was falling down. There were flames licking the windows, and chunks of the walls were missing.
Running into the ruins, Dumbledore saw James Potter, his former student and a trouble making marauder, tied up in ropes, and seemingly unconscious. Casting a quick 'enervate,' Dumbledore loosened the ropes and proceeded to tear them James feebly stirred, Dumbledore shook him, not too roughly.
"James," said Dumbledore.
"what happened Dumbledore?" questioned James confusedly, then suddenly, shot straight up, "LILY!" he cried. "Dumbledore,"he turned back to the purple robed man. "You-know-who was here! He attacked us!"
Dumbledore needed no more explanation. Gesturing for James to follow him, they sprinted up the stairs to the kid's room, to find the door blasted open.
Running into the room, they found Lily collapsed on the floor in front of Ethan, Harry slumped in-between the bed and the floor, and Ethan wailing his head off.
"LILY!" James yelled, running to aid his wife.
Dumbledore took in the scene more carefully, checking for traces of magic. There was a little on Harry, but when Dumbledore went on to check his magical ore, he was astonished. It was so small; Harry was on the borderline of a squib! Ethan, on the other hand, had large traces of magic on him, with an average magical core. When Dumbledore looked up at the ceiling, he jumped back in surprise!
It was creaking and groaning as vines of magic wrapped around it, trying to support it. Dumbledore quickly used a few spells to sustain and repair the roof. Looking at Ethan in awe, Dumbledore saw a curious shaped cut on his cheek. Moving closer he found a scar, shaped to the letter V. This was it! Ethan must be the boy! Hearing a groan and a shout of happiness behind him, Dumbledore turned to see Lily sitting up, rubbing her head, as James held her in a suffocating hug. So, Voldemort had kept them alive, why?
"Oh, Lily, I was so worried!" said James, trying to brush away a few tears.
"James, I'm ok, but, what about the kids?" she asked, suddenly startled into jumping to her feet.
"Relax, my dear girl," Dumbledore said soothingly. "Harry and Ethan are just fine."
Lily looked at him, confused. "Wait, they are?"
"Yes, but I've found something you'll find intriguing." Dumbledore turned to Ethan and picked him up. "May I present to you, Landry, the boy-who-lived!"
Lily and James looked at Dumbledore in shock. Then, they both rushed forward to embrace Ethan.
"Oh, my little boy saved his brother from you-know-who." She started sobbing and held James and Ethan, worried they would both disappear in a second if she wasn't holding onto them.
And that's how Harry woke up. He looked on sadly. Didn't his mommy want to see if he was ok? Harry struggled to his feet, but fell down with a cry. His mother and father didn't even notice him. Harry used the bed to hold himself up, his legs shacking under the strain. He tried to walk over to his mom, dad, and brother, but fell to his knees. He felt so sleepy, so very sleepy.
"Mummy?" he whispered.
Lily turned to see her youngest son on his knees, his hands and knees scratched severally, and his little green eyes filled with questioning sadness. 'We didn't even check to see if he was ok' Lily thought , horrified.