Godrics Hollow, October 1992

It was a quiet night in Godrics Hollow, as both James and Lily Potter stared at the open book in front of them, for the last few months they had been trying to have a child, but so far they were having no luck. After a few months, they had decided to go to Saint Mungo's, and see if they would be able to find any reasons as to why they were experiencing issues conceiving, unfortunately, they did. It appeared that Lily was being affected by an old blood curse, one she had inherited from a wizard in her line from centuries ago, it appeared that the Evans line went back quite far, but it was filled with Squibs, being the first witch from that line for a few centuries, the blood curse had awoken in her. James appeared to be suffering from an odd piece of dark magic, during a death eater skirmish, James had been hit with a nasty curse that destroyed any chances of having children.

After hearing this news, they were both distraught, Lily more so, they had both always wanted children, but to hear they couldn't, broke something inside of them. Lily, however, was not willing to give up, and after 3 weeks of searching through the Black and Potter family Libraries, she had found something, the very book they were both staring at.

"Are you sure about this Lils", James Potter asked, as he looked over to his wife, the love of his life. Lily looked back at him, her Green eyes staring into his brown, "Yes James, I have checked and rechecked, according to this ancestor of yours that completed this ritual, this is a VERY old fertility ritual. Each of us will be required to pray to a divine god or goddesses, if they accept, they will use their divinity to allow us to conceive, we just need to make sure we pray to the correct Gods and Goddesses, one whose aspects we already abide by" She replied, with a small smile on her lips, just the thought of having a child filled her with such warmth, she felt like she was glowing.

With a nod of his head, Lily and James repeated what they had to do, and went into separate rooms to complete the ritual. For Lily she went into the spare bedroom and began to chant in Ancient Greek, for Lily, she was calling out to the Goddess Athena, someone she had idolized growing up, being a goddess of wisdom, war, and crafts, she had instantly formed a connection to her, as Lily herself was known for her intelligence, wisdom, love of creating new things, and her fierce nature when in battle, especially when defending her family. For James, he was chanting in old Norse, it was an old Potter family secret, but around 900 Years ago, one of James's ancestors had met a Norse Deity and aided the God in battle, since then, the Potters had prayed to the Norse gods to Honor them, and in times of Great need, deciding to see if luck would strike twice, James would Pray to them for aid.

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Mount Olympus

Athena was currently sitting in her library, within one of the many halls in her Temple, her Library was one that rivaled the great Library of Alexandria, as she began to read a book on Old Greek Philosophers, she felt a mortal trying to connect to her, as she closed her eyes, she followed the connection to see what was happening. As she connected to the mortal, her mind was assaulted with the intent behind the ritual, it would appear that one of Hectate's chosen had intended to ask her help with a fertility ritual, normally she would ignore this request, but with the connection, she learned the history of the mortal magic user, and what she found surprised Athena, this was a mortal that had embodied many of her aspects, Lily Potter was an Intelligent, strong-willed woman who stood by her convictions. She was also a very adept crafter, having created multiple new potions and spells using her magic. As she studied the mortal, she decided to embody the mortal, this would allow her divinity to overcome the blood curse, and with Lily's Permission, Athena took control of Lily and walked into their bedroom. Unknown to Lily or Athena, the Norse God had agreed with James's request, and like Athena, had taken control and using his Divine essence, took control of James' Body

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St Mungos July 1993

A scream of pain and agony was all that could be heard from room 302, as Lily Potter nee Evans was currently giving birth to her son. After the ritual, they mad managed to conceive, the joy this brought the pair of them was unmeasurable. Once he learned he was going to be a Father, James became even more protective of Lily, he was with her all the time, always checking on her. If Lily was honest, she was a little annoyed with the overbearing attitude, but she knew her husband was just worried for the both of them. Once they had told Sirius, Remus and Peter, it all felt real, Sirus was overjoyed for them, having known about the issue they were having and opened up the library from the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Remus too was happy for the pair, but being the more serious one of the marauders, he was not jumping up and down like a puppy, just as Sirius was, Peter just congratulated them.

James was just pacing back and forward as his Wife was screaming in pain, he wished he could help her, but the nurses had said that they couldn't risk using potions or spells at this stage of Labour, so James simply walked over to Lily, gripped her hand and tried to bring as much comfort to his wife as he could.

After 6, Long hours of Labour, their son was born, he had very light brown hair, a combination of Lily and James hair, his eyes were Emerald green, just like Lily's, but they also had a slight touch of Grey and Blue in them. James didn't care, as he held his son, he just looked down on him and smiled. After placing him back with Lily to suckle, he gently kissed her forehead "Have you thought of a name Lils?", James whispered to her, not wanting to jostle his son from his first meal.

Lily tiredly looked up to her husband, "I've been thinking of a name for a while now, it's from an Old story book I had as a child, I always like the name", Lily replied, her exhaustion evident as she tiredly replied, her hair in disarray and sticking to her sweaty forehead. James smiled down at her, and knelt down so he was eye level with her, and as he gripped her hand asked, "What the name Lily-Flower".

With a slight blush from hearing her affectionate nickname James had created for her, "Haraldir", as though hearing his name, Haraldir stopped nursing and looked up at his parents, and gave them a big toothless grin and a small childish giggle. Seeing this made both James and Lily laugh, as Haraldir went back to suckle, James muttered, "Haraldir it is then, and how about Harry for short". Lily just nodded and stroked the small amount of hair her son had.

Shortly after this, a quiet knock was heard at the door, James knew who it was instantly, he knew they had been waiting outside the whole time, as he told them to come in, Sirus and Remus quickly barged into the room, only to stop in their tracks when they saw the small bundle in Lily arms. With slight trepidation, they walked over to the couple, and as they approached, Harry let out a little yawn and cuddle Lily to sleep. Seeing this, both Sirus and Remus smiled at the new parents, Lily carefully handed Harry over to Sirus, who froze when he held him, and James couldn't help but chuckle, "Relax Padfoot, you can't be this frightened of your godson".

Hearing this Sirius froze even worse, and he stared at James, and in a shakey voice asked "w..what", Lily smiled and chucked at him "Will you Sirus Orion Black, be Haraldir's godfather". All Sirius could do was nod, and tenderly kiss his godson's head.

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The last year had been like a dream for the Potters, they had taken to being parents like a fish to water. Even at the age of one, they were certain their son was something special, for one he was smart, at this age he could already say small words, his very first being pa'foo, causing Sirius to gloat to no end, but he could now say simple things like Mama, Dada, and milk. This filled Lily with such pride, she had secretly hoped Harry would take after her, even though she loved James, he was not the best-behaved child.

Their son was also very strong, one night they had found him standing up at the bars on his crib crying, and where he had gripped them, it caused the wood to crack. This was not the only thing they noticed, their son's magic was strong, very strong, multiple times they would see a small fluffy toy float across the room and into his small chubby hands, one time Lily had been walking to him with a warm bottle, and as he saw the bottle his face lit up, causing Lily to smile with him before she could move, the bottle was ripped from her hand, and gently landed in front of Harry for him to drink from. After telling this to James, she explained she was worried he could injure himself, and suggested putting a binding on his magic until he was older, but James swiftly shot this down, he did not want to risk anything happening to his son's magic.

As Lily looked down at her son, she smiled and made silly faces at him, causing him to laugh and clap his hands in happiness, Lily loved the sound of Harry's laughter, it always filled her with warmth. She was slightly startled when their fireplace lit up green and out walked her husband, he made a beeline straight to them and gently picked up Harry, causing him to yell "dada", James smiled and said, "Hello little man", and cuddled his son.

Seeing this made Lily smile, she loved her small family, "Hey Lils, Albus said he was going to pop by later",

Lily looked at James with slight confusion, while they were good friends with Albus, he wasn't someone who would just pop by, "Really, did he way why".

James just shook his head, "Not sure, said he would come by, wanted to talk to us about something".

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Later that night

"Are you sure Albus", Lily asked, her face ashen, just as James had said, Albus had come by earlier, but with grave news, it appeared that a prophecy had been made, one that would affect their family, As Albus said the whole prophecy, Lily couldn't stop shaking, frightened for her family.

"I certain Lily, the prophecy said 'Born to those who had thrice defied him, and born as the seven month dies' Both yourself and James have defied Tom on multiple occasions, and young harry was born on the last day on July, the only other family this could be related to would be the Longbottom's, their son Nevill was just two days older than young Harry".

James couldn't move, he was terrified, "What would you suggest Albus"

"Have you ever heard of the Fidelous Charm".

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October 31st, 1994

After learning of the prophecy, the Potters and the Longbottoms were quickly put under the Fidelous charm, a charm that would allow them to hide from the world at large. For their secret keeper, they had originally wanted it to be Sirius, they all knew he would die before giving them up, but in the end, Sirus had come up with a plan, and they decided to tell others that it was Sirius, who would also go into hiding, but in reality, it would be Peter.

James and Lily were both sitting in their Longue, with Harry sitting on their legs, James was making multiple puffs of colorful smoke appear from his wand, which Harry would giggle at and try to catch, unfortunately, this scene was soon interrupted, as their caterwauling charm went off, Lily quickly picked up Harry and James looked to them, there was only one way someone could have gotten to the property, "Lily it's him, Take Harry and Run" she didn't hesitate and quickly ran to the nursery and to their emergency Portkeys, and she entered the nursery, she could hear the front door exploded, and with it, Voldermort entered the Cottage.

Seeing him enter, James attacked using every spell he knew, from simple spells to high-level battle transfiguration, he knew he wouldn't win, but he had to buy them time, unfortunately for him, Voldermort quickly took care of the spells and was soon attacking James. James defended himself well, even managing to get the upper hand for a short while, but suddenly Voldermort cast three spells at James with such speed, that he could defend fully, the first was a blood boiling hex, that he had managed to swat away, the send was a rotting curse that he had managed waive under, but as he stood, he had no chance to move as the Killing curse struck his chest, and as his body fell, Voldermort walked past him up the stairs. Invisible to all others, one of the Valkyries came and collected James, he had earned his place in Valhalla.

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As Lily rushed into the nursery, she grasped the small pendant with the Portkey, but it would not activate 'Wards' She thought, she couldn't apparate either, she was trapped, she quickly put Harry down in his crib, and swiftly placed many protection charms on the door as she could, she knew it would not be enough, but she had to hope. Lily looked back to little Harry, he was standing up in his crib, she knelt down in front of the bars and quietly told him, "Harry you are loved, so loved, harry mama loves you, dada loves you". Harry began to smile at her, but before she could smile back, the door to the nursery was destroyed and with it, Voldermort walked in.

Seeing him, Lily's body was racked with fear, but she would not move, she would not let him have Harry, as she protectively stood in front of his crib, she stared at him, "Not Harry, not him, take him, please not him". Voldermort said nothing, just looked at her, "Please, please I beg you, if you must kill someone kill me, not my Harry", again Voldermort simply looked at her, he then swiftly took out his wand, and with a silent killing curse, Lily Potters body fell to the floor, the last thing she saw, was her son looking up at her.

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"Silly girl", Voldermort uttered as he stared down at the lifeless form of Lily Potter, he quickly ignored her and walked over to the crib, 'So this will be my downfall' he thought humorously. As he looked down at the child, he said nothing, but once again aimed his wand, and with a silent spell, the killing curse lept from his wand and went to Harry.

However, unlike all the other times, Voldemort did not see the child die, as before his eyes, just as the killing curse was about to strike the child, a large, golden shield appeared surrounding the child, and before he could move, his very own killing curse rebounded and struck him, destroying his body, and causing his soul to flee the scene.

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Sirius couldn't move, that evening he had decided to check on Peter, but when he arrived, he found the place empty, he immediately was worried, there was no sign of struggle and he quickly got back on his bike, and as fast as he could, he used his bike to fly to Godric's Hollow. The sight before him brought tears to his eyes, the cottage was destroyed, there was a part of the ceiling that had been destroyed, and snow was beginning to fall. Sirius quickly walked into the house, only to stop at the site before him, James, His brother in all but blood was lying on the floor, his eyes unseeing, Sirus felt a part of himself die with him, 'Lily' and as quickly as the thought came, Sirius was running up the stairs to the nursery, only to find Lily Potters body, lying on the nursery floor, before he could move, he heard a small voice in the corner "pa'foo". hearing this, Sirius turned to it, only to miraculously find Harry standing in his crib, he quickly ran over to his grandson, who thankfully appeared to be okay.

With Harry in his hands, Sirius exited the cottage, and as he looked at the devastation, all could feel was rage, Peter had done this before he could move, someone called his name "Sirius", turning around he was surprised to see Hagrid, "Hagrid, what are you doing here".

"Professor Dumbledore asked me to come here, he said the Wards fell and wanted someone to check on what was happening".

Sirius just nodded to him, and passed Harry over to Hagrid, "Take him to Dumbledore, I have a rat to find, take my bike, it will be Safer with Harry"

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As Albus Dumbledore strode down the empty street of Private drive, his thoughts went to the Potters, after feeling the wards break, he had sent Hagrid to investigate, with Hagrid being a part giant, his skin was naturally resistant to spell fire, and with his strength and size, he would be able to handle most things. He had told Hagrid to collect Harry and bring him here, it was the only place the child had a family. As he stood in front of the house, a small Meow was heard at his side.

"Hello Minerva", As soon as he finished, the cat Animagus transformed back into the stoic Professor McGonigal, however, she was not as stoic as normal, she had tear marks streaming from her eyes, and with Shaky breath asked Albus, "Please tell me its not true Albus, not Lily and James", they had been two of her favorite students, with James's natural flair for Transfiguration, and Lilys Intelligence, they had been two students she loved to converse with, she was even one of the few to attend their wedding, and to see little Harry.

"I'm afraid it is Minerva", As Albus finished, he hung his head, he felt like he had failed the Potters, even with the Fidelous, he had placed multiple alert charms on the house, and on the Potters, it was how he had known Lily and James were dead, but young Harry had survived. Hearing this, Minerva shed a few silent tears, mourning the loss of her students, "And little Harry, are you sure you should be placing him here".

Albus nodded, "I'm certain, he should be with his family, and here I will be able to place blood wards", Minerva gasped hearing this, "Blood Wards Albus, are you sure". Blood wards were some of the most extreme wards known to Wizard kind, with these, Harry would be as safe as possible within these walls.

"Albus nodded again, "Yes I'm sure, he will be well protected" before anyone could speak, a loud wailing engine was heard overhead, As they both looked to the sky, a very large man appeared on a flying motorcycle, with the moon as his backdrop, Hagrid landed the flying motorcycle just in front of them. "No problems were there Hagrid"

Hagrid shook his head, "No sir, young Sirius was there with Harry, he gave me this bike to get the little tyke to safety". as he finished, Hagrid gently picked up the small bundle that was nestled against his chest, peeling back the blanket, both Albus and Minerva saw little Harry Potter, safe and sound, "The little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol".

Albus gently picked harry up, keeping him swaddled in his baby blue blanket, and with Harry, he walked up the drive to number 4. He gently placed harry on the front door, and placed a warming charm on him, to ensure he didn't get cold. "Are you certain Albus", again he just nodded and took out the envelope that he had written to Petunia to explain what had happened and gently placed it with Harry's blanket, "I'm certain Minerva, he will be safe here", they all just nodded, and as Hagrid and Minerva shed a few tears, they both left, silently waiting the day they would see little Harry again.

As Albus walked to the edge of the property line, he took out his wand, and with a few waves of the Elder wand, the blood wards were erected, and a blood red dome came into existence around the house and exterior, the blood red color shone for a few moments until they disappeared. Happy the wards were set, and Harry safe, he looked back at young harry, and with another wave of his wand, he caused the doorbell to ring, and with a swift twist, apparated away.

What he didn't notice, what none seemed to notice, was the two Large Ravens that were sitting on the lamp post watching them, once Albus had left, the ravens nodded to each other and took flight until they disappeared in a column of smoke.

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For Harry, his life at private drive was not what he could call a happy one, whilst he was never beaten or abused, he was ignored. For as long as he could remember, he had simply been an addition to the Dursley Family, they had quickly given him the smaller of their spare bedrooms, they fed and clothed him, but that was as far as they went with him. For the last 7 years, he had simply been a burden for them, he never felt loved, or even liked here, but that was not the only issue Harry had.

As Harry was growing up, strange things happened to him, he remembered when he was 4, and a very large dog had appeared, as though it formed from the shadows, and after spotting Harry, it began to foam at the mouth, its eyes glowed red, and its fur turned into charcoal black. It began to run at him, as though it wanted to attack him, what Harry did not know, what that the Dog was really a monster, a hell hound. As the dog ran to him, Harry's magic responded to his fear and his desire to get as far away as possible, and he disappeared, only to reappear back in his bedroom.

When he reappeared there, he was scared and began to shake, eventually, he calmed down, and was able to control his breathing. Once he was calm, he thought about what had happened to him, 'How did I do that?' That was the start of Harry exploring these weird powers of his, over the last 3 years he was able to manipulate objects, he could make them move closer or further away from him, he could make things float, and he was able to create lights from his palm. He also discovered he was strong, very strong, it had happened when he was cleaning his room, and without thinking of what he was doing, he lifted one end of his bed to hoover under it, it was only after he had finished had he realized what he had done, over the years he gotten stronger, he could now lift his entire bed with just one hand.

Another instance was when a strange man approached him at the school playground, when Harry saw him, for some reason the man looked weird, one moment he looked like a regular man, the next his image flickered, and the man looked like a walking skeleton. He quickly approached Harry, as he did, all of Harry's instincts screamed at him to run, so he did, but as fast as he ran, the man was ways following, silently. Harry was running, but all too soon, he was trapped, and as the man walked closer, his image finally flickered out and all Harry could see was a skeleton, but it still had rotting flesh hanging from its bones, as the man approached him, Harry began to panic, and soon the skeleton was only a few feet away, but before it could move further, Harry's magic had reached out, and thanks to the storm overhead, it had connected to the storm and had caused a bolt of lightning to strike down from the sky and strike the skeleton, as it was hit, it exploded, turning it into a cloud of golden dust that floated with the wind, Harry tried to tell his teachers about what had happened, but they just looked at him and told him to stop telling lies.

Harry's struggles didn't stop with weird things coming after him, in school he struggled, he was diagnosed with mild Dyslexia and ADHD, and for Harry, wherever he tried to read, the words would just rearrange themselves on the page, if he concentrated he could get the words to stop moving but it took a lot out of him. With his ADHD he couldn't sit still, he was always restless, this angered some of his teachers, but most were tolerant of him. Thankfully for Harry, he was very good at Maths, he could solve most complex equations his teacher asked him to do, and it was mainly his written work that he struggled with. Harry was also very gifted at arts and crafts, he loved creating new things, especially pottery, he always loved designing new ceramics, and he was proudly displaying one of his Vases on the shelf on his bedroom wall.

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Harry was currently walking into class, it was one of his favorites, History, he loved reading about the past, from Ancient battles, lost civilizations, and Ancient Religions, he loved to learn all about them. As he sat in the class, he tried to ignore his cousin Dudley, Dudley had a large group of friends, he was a very large child, so large that he was hanging over his own seat, due to his size, most of the kids were afraid of him, and because Dudley had told everyone how weird Harry was and about all the issues Harry had, most kids stayed away from him, either out of fear from Dudley or because of his ADHD, because of this, Harry was a very lonely child.

As he sat at his desk, he was surprised when, instead of his usual teacher, Mr. Scott, a middle-aged man wheeled himself in using an electric wheelchair, he had long brown hair, a short beard and as he placed his bags on the desk, he looked over to the students, "Hello Class, my name is Mr. Brunner, and I will be your new History Teacher"

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