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Godric's Hollow Oct 31st. 1981 Harry's room

We see a redhead scrambling around the room barricading the door and after that was done she started chanting in some sort of ancient dialect. This was Lily Potter nee Evans, she was preparing something that had a slim chance of saving her son. Right as she finished chanting she heard the thump of her husband dropping to the floor outside of the bedroom. "Heed my plea, Lord Ananasi." She said before the door to the room was blown in.

Standing in the doorway, wearing a dark cloak that cast his face in shadow, was Lord Voldemort calm as a cucumber as if he didn't just kill a man. "Stand aside." He said, voice as smooth as silk. "Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" Lily said, pleading with the dark Lord.

"Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside, now!" Voldemort hissed at her as she stood in front of him, blocking her son from the man that wanted to murder him.

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead.!" Lily continued to plead to Voldemort hoping that the chant she said beforehand was real and she didn't just doom her son. Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at her "Stand aside, your life has been promised to another!" He said.

"Not Harry, have mercy. Please have mercy." She said one last time and right as Voldemort was whispering the words that had ended so many families, time froze around them. Appearing in the middle of the room between Voldemort and Lily were three people.

One of them was a man that stood at 6' 7" and wore a loincloth that seemed to be made out of spider webs. The man was of darker skin, almost the color of milk chocolate and he carried a staff that was about as tall as him and had a white crystal fixated on top of it. This was Ananasi, The God of Spiders and Tricksters.

The last two people were both females and the first of those was a woman that stood at 5' 7" and had tan skin that looked like it had been kissed by the sun. She wore a cloak that sparkled with stars and a blood red blindfold covering her eyes and thick tome chained to one of her hands. This was Lady Fate, Watcher of Destinies and mother to the three Moirai.

The last person was 6 foot even and wore a pitch black cloak that hid her face from view. Whenever she moved the cloak shifted and seemed to disappear from view causing her to seemingly slip out of existence. This was Mistress Death, the final thing that would be alive in this universe and the one that would lock it up after it enters heat death.

She was looking at Voldemort with such hate that if his Horcruxes weren't keeping him tethered to the mortal plane then he would have dropped dead and been in the tender mercies of her. Turning to the infant sitting in the crib, she gave a slight smile and a faintly whispered "Master.'

As the three beings stood in the room Ananasi walked over to baby Harry and smiled at him and laid his hand on the infant's head and whispered something that neither Fate or Death heard. "Be blessed with the abilities of the various spiders and may you live beyond this night and do great things." He said and stepped back and watched as fate gave him a stern glare.

Raising his hands, he said "Hey, don't blame me. She was the one that called for me." Before pointing at Lily. Sighing, Fate just nodded and said "This was one of the many possibilities that could have happened for tonight. The main one that would have happened was her dying and creating a shield that protected him" pointing at Harry and continued, "And would keep him alive until he eventually spread it to his fellow witches and wizards during the final battle of Hogwarts."

Death chimed in here and said "Yes, protecting him and keeping him away from me for the next seventeen years until the old fool gave him an option to go back!" By the time she reached the end of her sentence she was almost yelling. Calming down, she continued "Not even mentioning that he wouldn't take up the mantle of Master of Death and I would be left with a purple stalker for the next two decades."

Ananasi meanwhile was looking around the room and saw the woman guarding his new champion. "Fate." He said, garnering her attention, "Is there a way to preserve the woman's body and soul, so she may come back later?"

Debating about it, she replied "There may be a way, but may I ask why? Why do you care about this mortal woman?" Taking a moment to think about it, he answered her saying "So many of my champions across the web have suffered terrible fates. This one is just an infant and does not deserve that fate."

Before Fate could say anything Death roared out "NO! SHE IS MEANT TO DIE THIS NIGHT. DO NOT CHEAT ME, TRICKSTER GOD!" Fate and Ananasi had never seen Death like this before, but they both nodded and watched as she Disappeared.

Turning to Ananasi, Fate said "The best thing that I could do is make sure that Lily's soul is used to hold Voldemort's fragment at bay. Until it eventually is removed later in the future."

Nodding, Ananasi exploded into various spiders and left back to the center of the web. Left all alone, Fate walked over to Lily and muttered something under her breath and after she was done dissolved into particles of light.

After she was gone time resumed and Voldemort finished the spell "AVADA KEDAVRA" and a jet of emerald green light shot out of his wand and impacted Lily in the chest. Watching her drop to the floor he moved to Harry and stepped over her body. As he did he missed a faint blue mist exit from Lily's body and enter Harry's body.

"So, this is what is supposed to defeat me? A baby?" Voldemort said, looking at the tiny insignificant creature that had started crying at its mother not responding to him.

Pointing his wand at the infant he said the one spell that would doom him to a formless body for the next ten and a half years "AVADA KEDAVRA." and as the spell flew to Harry a barrier in the form of a multicolored web appeared in front of him and reflected the spell back at him at twice the speed and slightly altered.

Stunned by what had happened, Voldemort reacted too slowly and was hit by his own curse and his soul ejected from his body. Watching as his body was burned to ashes by the altered curse he fled from the area, not knowing that he left behind a sliver of his soul that latched onto his greatest foe.

Little Whinging, Surrey No.4 Privet Drive

Nov 1st. 1981

Midnight

After the Potter's were killed Hagrid arrived and pulled Harry out of his room and was about to make his way out of Godric's Hollow, when Sirius arrived on his flying motorcycle and gave it to Hagrid, so he could get Harry to safety, not knowing that this would be the last time he saw his godson for twelve years.

Arriving in front of the Dursleys' place Hagrid was met with Dumbldore and McGonagall and he greeted them after climbing off the motorcycle "Professor Dumbldore, Professor McGonagall." Dumbldore, seeing Harry there, held out his arms and Hagrid handed him over to him. After looking him over he saw that there was a strange mark on his forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt "Can you remove it, Albus?" McGonagall asked him.

"Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't." Dumbledore remarked, "Scar can be incredibly useful. I have one above my left knee that is an exact replica of the London underground."

Walking up to the Dursleys' front door he set Harry down and reached into his robes and took out a letter and placed it in the folds of his blankets. Pulling out his wand, he cast a warming spell and a protection spell over the child, so that he would stay safe and warm on this cold November night.

As he left, Dumbledore didn't know that when Harry showed up to Hogwarts that he would be not what he expected. As Harry laid there he had no way of knowing that all around the country there would be witches and wizards raising a glass and saying in hushed voices "All hail Harry Potter, The-boy-who-lived." The following morning as Petunia was putting the milk bottle out for the milkman she let out an ear piercing scream and ran back into the house.

Little Whinging, Surrey June 10th. 1991

The last 9 and a half years have been interesting for Harry Potter. He found when he started school that he was incredibly smart. He was able to understand everything that the teacher instructed them on and he found that was incredibly gifted with building things. The first time he had gotten a good score on a test he rushed back to the Dursleys and showed them. The look

of disgust and hate on Petunia and Vernons face confused Harry, but when Vernon went to beat him he felt a ringing sensation in his head. Moving out of the way and just shoving Vernon he accidentally threw Vernon through the wall of the living room into the hallway.

Seeing what he did Harry ran out of the house and all the way to the local library. When he got there he found a secluded area and grabbed a book to distract him from the fact he just managed to throw an adult five times his size through a wall. When he calmed down enough he made his way back home and found the Dursleys gone. 'They must have taken Vernon to the hospital.' He thought to himself.

Moving to the kitchen he opened the fridge and grabbed some leftovers to eat for dinner. After eating he started picking up the debris and taking it out to the trash. While he was doing this he found bits and pieces of technology laying in it, so picking it up He put it away in his cupboard.

After he was done the Dursleys returned and gave him a wide berth. "I'm going to continue to do well in school. There's nothing you can do to stop that." He told them and watched as Dudley looked at his mother confused, "Oh, I'm also taking the second bedroom." he said before making his way up the stairs and opened the door, only to see that there was a bunch of broken toys and electronics. Grinning, he set about taking the toys and dumping them in the trash and setting the electronics in a corner to be looked at and repaired later.

After that Harry progressed fast in school to the point that he was able to skip grades and still keep up with everyone else. By the time he was eleven he had just finished year 13 of school and was meeting the principal on the last day of school."We've been glad to have you here for the last few years, Harry. Do you have any clue about where you'll be going to college?" She asked him.

"I'll probably take a few years off of school to decompress, but I'm willing to keep my options open. Probably do some independent studies." Harry said with as much confidence as a ten year old could muster.

Rising from her desk, she extended a hand and said "Well, if you need a recommendation then I'll be happy to give one." as they shook hands. Leaving the school, Harry made his way to one of the few abandoned warehouses in Surrey and after making sure no one was looking, he hopped up onto the wall and climbed to one of the windows and entered. Making his way down from the second floor he looked at his various inventions that he had made over the years.

Scattered around the room were computers that were more advanced than the ones coming out at the moment. There were a bunch of wires leading from somewhere deeper in the building plugged into the computers and following the wires Harry saw his prized possession. He called it Nuform, a clean energy reactor that was powered by Harry himself.

3 months ago

He was able to power it by using something he discovered a few months ago. He was working one day on trying to figure out how to power his reactor and was getting frustrated and punching the wall he found that his fist was covered in some sort of orange electricity.

Experimenting with it he found that he could power small electronics with it and deciding to try it out, he focused on his hand and the feeling of that new power and watched as that orange electricity sprang to life on his hand. Placing his hand on the Nuform reactor he watched as his lightning jumped into it and he felt it drain into it for a whole minute before he felt it stop.

Rushing over to the computer that was made to monitor the energy when he eventually figured out a way to power it. He saw that everything looked alright and nothing looked like it was about to go critical, seeing that he jumped up and cheered at a success and sat there smiling for an hour.

Present

Harry smiled at the memory of him finishing his reactor, he headed back to the main area and started working on some of his other projects. "Lily!" He called out and a voice replied from one of the computers "Hello Harry. How was school today?"

After Harry realized that he couldn't be there to watch over the reactor 24/7 he made a self learning program over the course of the last few months and named it after his mother. "School was great. Last day of it and I still have a few years before I need to think of college"

Harry was planning on being a business major when he eventually went to college and planned to start up a small business after he was finished, he was thinking of calling it Potter Industries or P.I for short. It would be a company that worked on making the world a better place.

A week later June 24th. 1991

It was Dudley's birthday and Harry was in the kitchen making his own breakfast when he heard the mail get dropped in through the slot. After making sure that his food was done he put it on a plate and went to get the mail. Grabbing the mail, he saw that there were only three things in the pile of mail. A postcard from Vernon's sister, a brown envelope that looked like a bill and a letter that was addressed to him.

Written in green ink it said

Mr.H. Potter The second bedroom on the left 4. Privet Drive Little Whinging, Surrey