Chapter One – The-Boy-Who-Lived
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or its characters.
WARNINGS: SLASH: HPDM, RLSB, SSJP. MENTIONS OF ABUSE AND NONCON. ANY OTHER WARNINGS WILL BE IN THE TOP OF THE CHAPTERS!
Lily Evans had lived an enchanted life, she had wonderful parents who supported her and her sister in everything they did, she had a huge house with a big back garden, and she had had a best friend who was just like her! He could do magic too. Her life had only got better when she received her Hogwarts letter, it was proof that she and Severus weren't making up ridiculous games like Petunia claimed.
In the first years at Hogwarts only James Potter and his friends (aside from Remus who was the sweetest boy) ruined the experience, but she had Severus to help get through it all. Then in fifth year she had fallen in love with James Potter and though Severus wouldn't talk to her for it she refused to give up on her first love just because Severus didn't like him.
After Hogwarts they had married and she had had two perfect twin boys. They were wonderful children. Ethan was loud and boisterous while Harry, sweet little Harry was quiet and docile and smaller than his twin due to Ethan taking more nutrients in the womb but everyone could see how much the boys loved each other even at eighteen months old.
The only thing that dampened her perfect life then was Voldemort, they had to go into hiding because one of her boys could be the reason for the downfall of the Dark Lord, well it was either them or Neville Longbottom. They had chosen Peter as their secret keeper because no one would expect it. Or so they thought.
It was a quiet night; both boys were down for the night. James had been called to an Order meeting. Lily was reading the Prophet, more and more Muggleborn attacks had been happening, she swallowed the lump in her throat and put the paper down rubbing her hand over her eyes. She just wanted all of this to end. She placed the paper down and made her way to bed checking in on her boys as she went. They were both sleeping peacefully.
She was making her way to her bedroom when a loud crash startled her into awareness. A bright flash of red light lit up the stairs, without thinking she ran into her sons' room. Within a minute the Dark Lord himself was in the room, her eyes widened however when she saw who was at his side.
"Peter!" She gasped and the rat just smirked at her.
"Now, now dear Lily. Surely you realise what must happen. Hand over your sons and you will stay alive. I shall even allow you to breed again with your disgrace of a husband." The thin twisted smile on Voldemort's face made her shudder and she glared at him lifting her wand into a duelling position. Only James and Sirius had ever been able to beat her at duelling. Voldemort just laughed and cast expelliarmus. Her wand flew from her hand and she gasped at the sheer force with which it left, the power was like nothing she had ever felt before. Within the next moment Voldemort hit her with petrificus totalus and she fell to the floor her eyes still wide in horror as she froze in place.
Voldemort smirked once again and walked over to the two boys. Both of which had woken at this point. The larger child was screaming and crying at the top of his lungs whereas the small one just watched him. Lily tried to struggle against the curse but to no avail.
"I'll get rid of the loud one first, and then the other and then I'll kill you." He hissed. "Avada Kedavra!"
What happened next no one could have expected. A shield of pure white magic surrounded the crying baby in a cocoon. The green curse rebounded off of it and was directed right back to its sender. Pettigrew shrieked as his Master crumbled to dust and his soul screamed an ear piercing scream as it was sucked out of the body, the dark mass swirled around the room once, it swept over her boys and she heard Harry cry out, her baby Harry but then it seemed to collapse in on itself and with an ear piercing scream it vanished. Pettigrew shifted into his animagus form and scurried away.
Lily gasped, Ethan, he was the 'power the dark lord knew not'. He was the boy-who-lived. She longed to go to her sons and pick them up but she knew she would have to wait for someone to come and release her. What she failed to see however, was the tiny hand that gripped the older twin's ankle, the hand that the power was flowing from.
Exhausted Harry fell asleep, letting the magic cease. He ignored his twin's cries, his Mother's struggles and the scar which had formed on his forehead.
"Lily you have to think it through. It's the best thing for both of your sons." Dumbledore was using his best coaxing voice. Lily was thinking about it, that was the most heart-breaking thing. Ethan had been declared the boy-who-lived and Dumbledore, convinced that the Dark Lord would be back wanted her to allow him to be trained. But in order to do so he wanted her to give up her other son, Harry had a scar on his forehead from when the soul had tried to get to him but it couldn't be removed as he hadn't been protected by Ethan's magic. Harry would always be a target; the two brothers were so close; he would be the first tool used against Ethan. She knew what she had to do.
"James will never agree with it." She whispered her eyes glancing to the crib which had been summoned for the two boys. Ethan was playing with a magical dragon letting it fly around him in circles while Harry sat watching his brother.
"He does not have to." Dumbledore declared. "Under the old blood-magic laws it only takes a mother's consent to give up a child. But even then it would not be forever, just until the boys are old enough to enter Hogwarts."
Lily nodded. She looked at the document Dumbledore wanted her to sign, it would declare that she entrusted her son to carers who would look over him until the age of eleven. She took the quill up in a shaking hand and signed the paper. Then unable to look at her youngest son she picked up Ethan ignoring his screams and yells for 'Hawy'. She took him away, leaving the younger twin to stare after her and his brother.
Dumbledore smiled in relief, there was no way that Ethan could be trained properly with Harry being a distraction towards him, it was better to separate them now before even more heartbreak had to happen.
He wrapped the younger twin into a blanket, placed the prewritten letter within the folds and apparated, the Hogwarts' wards allowing him to pass through them from his office only, he apparated to a little suburban village. All of the houses were whitewashed and had the same general style, the gardens were perfectly kept and all of them looked pristine. He walked to a specific one of these houses and placed the now sleeping child on the doorstep. Number 4, Privet Drive, Little Whinging.
The child would be a distraction to his brother no more.