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31 July, 1980

The sound of wails could be heard, as new life had just been brought to the world. A man with raven-black hair could be seen pacing the floor constantly glancing at the eyes shone anticipated joy, behind his circular rimmed glasses. Next to him on a tattered bed, a lady with sparkling green eyes and ginger-hair which fanned out across her pillow, turned to look at the man.

"James," she whispered, "do stop pacing, you're making me dizzy."

" I'm sorry tiger-lily," he replied smiling gently at the woman, "I just can't wait to see my kids."

Lily opened her mouth to say something but at that moment two nurses came in, each carrying a little, sleeping baby boy.

"Mr. and Mrs. Potter here are your twin boys," said the first nurse, "we have checked them over and can confidently tell you that they are both very healthy boys."/p

James quickly went to take the boys off the nurses and then handing one over to his wife.

The second nurse then said. "Sir the one that you are holding was born first, what would you like to name him?"

The man looked down at the child in his arm and declared, "He shall be named Mason Arlo Potter."

"Yes sir, and miss what shall the other one be called?" inquired the nurse.

As she was speaking the child cradled in Lily's arm opened his eyes to reveal the most shockingly green eyes, that were so like his mother's, and let a small noise that sounded so close to a laugh.

"Harry... Harry James Potter." she said smiling down at the child then up at her two other boys. At that moment she had never felt so happy. She felt complete finally and thought that nothing could ever stop that.

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31 October (Halloween), 1981

Since then, things had changed. The Potters as well as the Longbottom family took a low profile, as their most trusted friend had also advised them to go into hiding telling them he would explain it all in due time. Also because He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was running rampage on everyone, searching for something or someone, and saying that they did not get along was the understatement of a century.

Tonight Lily and James Potter had been called in for a urgent Order meeting and had left their children with their new secret keeper- Peter Pettigrew - to look after them.

At the meeting

The Potters arrived to find everyone already there sitting at the sides of a large dining table, while the head of the Oder - Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore - sat at the top of the table.

"Sorry we're late Albus." said James as they walked in.

"It is quite alright, do sit down James... Lily." Replied Dumbledore, looking at each of them in turn before gesturing to the remaining seats.

After they sat down Dumbledore spoke again.

"I can assume you are all wondering why I have called you all here," he stated and they all nodded, "well, you are all here because the earth foresees a great change that will happen tonight, one that will work in our favour and help us defeat Lord Voldemort." Everyone winced when they heard the name but listened intently. Dumbledore carried on, " I'm sorry to say this but Alice, James ,Lily... the prophesy shall begin tonight but with one of your children.

They look at each other confused. Alice Longbottom was the first to break the silence. " What prophesy Albus?" she asked, scared to find out the answer.

Looking at them all through his half-moon spectacles, he replied, " The prophesy is one of which that may bring an end to Tom Riddle. It goes: "

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies...

and unfortunately your children all fit into this and we can only wait until Tom marks his equal then we may choose our next course of action."

Fear struck through the hearts of everyone as they heard this and the air turned thick with worry and fear. They began talking loudly at each other wondering what might happen while the 3 parents that we named turned pale with fear for their children.

Suddenly, Dumbledore gasp and an unearthly shudder passed through him. Everyone stopped and looked at him. He opened his eyes, looked straight at James and Lily and whispered, "It has happened James, Lily you must go now and attend to your children, the scene which you shall find, I can not imagine; if anything is wrong, you can always come to me I shall be in my office.

Lily's eyes widened with worry laced into them, then apparated out of the room before Dumbledore had even finished speaking and James soon followed, close behind.

"With that I draw this meeting to a close." Dumbledore stated and then was gone, leaving everyone else that was left hoping that things would not be as bad as they seemed for their friends.

With the twins during the meeting

Harry's POV

I watched as Father and Mother left leaving us with the small mousy man who I really don't like. He seemed too sketchy but unfortunately I am too young to voice my opinions right now. The man often glanced at me and Mason then he would would look at the clock seemingly eager for something, so when he left, I was quite glad. My brother, who is laying next to me, has already fallen asleep and is snoring soundly, oblivious to everything.

We don't really look like or act alike in my opinion so I often ended up wondering deeply about how we were twins and while I do, I often catch my mother looking at me weirdly. In fact whenever I am thinking deeply about something I my mother looking at me with a strange look of fascination. The clear differences with me and my brother are that my brother has ginger hair like our mother and brown eyes like our father. While I have the infamous, untamable, raven-black hair of our father and the sparkling emerald-green eyes of our mother. Not to mention that Mason is slightly bigger than him and louder while I prefer to be with my mother reading a book.

I let out a soft sigh and look out the window to the night sky which looks truly beautiful tonight and I wonder just when my parents might come back.

Peter's POV

The clock was ticking. Soon I will have to go a pick up master and bring him to these kids though have no idea about what he wants with them. The younger of the twins won't go to sleep instead he focuses on staring at me with his eyes which oddly seem to hold more intelligence than a child his age should have, it's unnerving. I turn away and look at the clock. Finally...

It. Is. Time

Harry's POV

After a while the mousy man comes back but this time a with a strange hooded man who has blood red eyes. The red eyed man comes and stands in front of our crib and pulled out a stick thing from his robe. He pointed it at Mason but I am not going to let anybody hurt my brother, so since I couldn't tell him to 'go away', I crawled over to my brother and using the bars on our cot, I stood up and looked at him directly into his eyes. As I did that he teared his gaze away from Mason and looked at me. A weird expression flickered in his eyes and ans suddenly the stick thing was pointing at me. Why would anyone be holding a stick and wearing a hood? How can someone have red eyes? I have so many questions for this man.

He then shouts something, I then see a beam of green light then darkness. I hear the mirror burst into shards and then Mason's crying. As the darkness gets bigger, the sound of Mason crying gets fainter until I only hear my breathing and the pounding of my heart. My head hurts so bad but... but.. but I feel to tired to...

No one's POV

Lily and James apparated to their house to find the door wide open and Peter no where to be seen. They ran to the twin's room to find broken glass everywhere, Mason screaming and crying, Harry knocked out cold and every little thing in the room scattered from there original place. ( emBasically it looked like a tornado had taken a trip through there).

They rushed towards their children and picked them up. Lily breathed a sigh of relief when she checked Harry and found that he was still breathing and okay, all he had was a silver scar on his forehead that looked like a lightning bolt. Meanwhile James consoled and cleaned the screaming child. Once he had finished he found that Mason also had a scar but this one looked like a equal sign.

They both made the decision took see Dumbledore as soon as dawn broke.

1 August 1981

0400 hours

Dumbledore hadn't been able to get much sleep, he had been up thinking about what he might do if one of the twins were to be the chosen one. Fawkes, The fire-colored Phoenix, let out a soft trill and flew around Dumbledore before resting back onto it's perch. He smiled at the bird and walked over to the window, picking up a lemon drop along the way. He was addicted to the muggle sweet and kept a bowl full of them on his desk. The old man watched as the first ray of sunlight burst over the horizon.

He couldn't wait any longer and as he decided to go and see the Potters the door slammed open and in came Lily and James carrying Mason and Harry.

"Albus, he's dead." stated Lily breathlessly

"One of our boys defeated him!" exclaimed James proudly.

"How?" Albus inquired.
"It seems as if T-Tom R-Riddle sent a killing curse to them but it rebounded unto him, killing him instantly." Lily replied.

Dumbledore grinned no beamed at this and asked, " Which one of them was it?"

James and Lily looked at each other. " That's the thing..." Lily said.

"We don't know." finished of James.

Dumbledore's grin did not falter, instead he asked if he could check to figure it out. They agreed. Dumbledore took Mason first and the straight away his eyes were draw to = shaped scar on his cheek.
" The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal.' " /emhe muttered, "The dark Lord will mark him as his equal... equal...," with a light in his eyes he said much louder, "Tom has marked Mason as his equal therefore Mason is The-Boy-Who-Lived, he will be needing lots of care and attention as he grows up and lots of preparation for his upcoming battle for I fear Tom Riddle is not quite dead as he is kept alive by his horcruxes." he started pacing the floor as he said this.

James grinned like the Cheshire cat as he looked at son was the one who had defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and would fight him again when he was older. He was so Lily was looking at Harry who laid in her arms looking up at her.

"What about Harry?" she whispered.
Dumbledore stopped and looked at Harry and said painfully calm, "He shall have to go somewhere else like to your sister, for he shall surely get jealous of Mason and try to sabotage him and it shall not end well."
Lily said, "I will not let my son go to those.. those magic hating muggles!" her voice rising an octave louder as she spoke.

Albus flinched as she spoke but none the less repeated the idea. "Only until he has to go back to Hogwarts Lily and then you can have him back." Lily wavered. Seeing he was breaking through he carried on, "Only for a short while and then you spend the time you want with him again."

"Fine" she muttered, "but let me tell you I will not hesitate to eunuchize you if I find out that he has been mistreated or harm in any way, UNDERSTAND!" she shouted threateningly. Knowing fully well Lily would fulfill her word Dumbledore nodded. She carefully gave Harry to Dumbledore, who had given Mason back to his father, and after many kisses, hug, 'I love you' and ' I'll miss you' they left leaving Dumbledore with Harry.

Dumbledore smiled. It wasn't fun lying to them but it was all for the greater good he told himself. With Harry at his aunts and uncle leading a neglected life, when he came back to him he would be perfectly easy to mold into his perfect weapon.

All for the greater good.

Putting Harry into basket with a fully detailed letter, Dumbledore apparated to No. Privet Drive before leaving Harry on the now Harry had fallen asleep, with one last look at the sleeping boy he muttered...
"For the greater good."