Chapter 1
Voldemort smiled cruelly as the Potters left their house not noticing him because of the strong notice me not charms that he casted. As soon as the elder Potters were gone he took of the wards and walked to the house before entering the house quietly. Voldemort knew exactly what all the wards was and knew an alarm will go of as soon as any foreign magic is casted so he moved quickly and silently. "Master, the twins are in their room." Peter Pettigrew said and quickly lead Voldemort to the room. The closer Voldemort got the more he felt his own body struggling to follow his instructions. When he finally got to the twins room he was exhausted and just wanted to get this done with it. Looking around the room he saw two children and Pettigrew quickly told him their names Harold (Harry) Potter and Alaric Potter. He first looked at Alaric he looked just like his blood traitor of a father, black messy hair and brown eyes, but he was chubby and was more round. However Harry he had more of a Black look that clearly came from his grandmother silky black hair that shined Auburn under the light, pale skin and a lean form and sharp facial features but what caught Voldemort of guard was his eyes. They were a dark Avada Kedavra green but they shown with power and were glaring at him but it felt like he was glaring at his soul. Without a second thought he raised his wand but as he said those words he felt a part of his soul leave his body and right before his eyes it entered the child and the spell stopped halfway and shot back at him. He was so stunned that he didn't have time to react and his body disappeared leaving a dark shadow in its place that fled the wreck that was a house. Pettergriw quickly grabbed his masters wand and clock hiding it after casting spell all over the house making it look like a battle happened there before casting spells on him and the cast a powerful protective spell to knock him out. All the way Harry observed everything and went over to his crying brother sitting behind him and holding him to calm him down and healing the wound on his cheek. Ignoring his own wound that wiped off on Alaric's shirt. A couple of seconds later Dumbledoor stormed in seeing the wreckage and Peter on the floor he didn't suspect the rat but this night he made the biggest mistake ever he named Alaric the boy who lived and took Harold away to his muggle relatives. Declaring Harold James Potter dead when his parents got there. The next day the papers was full of articles worshipping the boy who lived Alaric Bruce Potter, whilst Harry cried under a staircase in a broom cupboard as he had mentioned his parents and got a beating from his uncle who said they were dead and even if they were alive they wouldn't want a freak like him.