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'anyone other than humans' thoughts'

Chapter 1: Aura for Dummies

Dark clouds swirled overhead, as if they were forming a tornado. At the bottom of these clouds, a man emerged from the black wisps that shot down from above. He was wearing a hooded robe, but underneath, you could see eyes as red as rubies. His skin was beyond albino, as it seemed to almost match the color of chalk. The man seemed to be saturated with bloodlust, and everyone took extra measure to avoid him as he walked down the dirt path. The fact that he had now brandished his wand also helped keep others away from him. Although, the street was almost barren, scattered with one or two people here and there. The man smiled from under his hood, baring fangs for any who were brave enough to try and see underneath.

'I've done a better job than I first believed. For my reign to inspire this much fear, even in the great Godric's Hollow. Ha! Pathetic fools should be lucky I don't slaughter the whole town in one grand gesture. No, I prefer this. It's more quiet this way.' Voldemort thought to himself.

He stopped, finally reaching his destination sooner than he anticipated. A giant manor stood before him, and Voldemort could only snarl in response.

'It was here the whole bloody time! If it weren't for that rat Wormtail, we would have never found Potter manor. That's inconsequential now. Respect will be shown to the mudblood and blood traitor, as well as their spawn!'

Meanwhile, inside the manor, a husband and wife were just putting their children to bed. Lily Potter nee Evans, had been married to James for almost two years now, and even though their circumstances were not the greatest, she couldn't help but love moments like this. Both of them each had a child in their arms, and were putting them into their footie pajamas, before setting them to rest in their cribs. They were wearing identical pajamas, making it so that it was a little confusing to tell them apart, but Lily would not be stopped. They looked even more adorable matching.

Harry had tufts of black hair growing in, and his eyes had inherited his mother's emerald green color. She loved looking into Harry's eyes, as she had finally found what people found so appealing about hers. Matthew had drawn more from James' side of the tree in terms of his features. The only thing he inherited from Lily was the fiery red hair that had been another one of her trademark features growing up.

'These boys are going to break so many hearts when they grow up.' Lily thought to herself proudly.

After all, it was her genes that gave them such unique features, not that her husband was lacking. Hers were just more prominent.

After both of them were finished, they put the children in their cribs, and they turned to look at each other. James had such a broad grin on his face, it threatened to split his face in two.

"Have I told you how much I love you, and our kids?" James whispered, making Lily smile back at him. She leaned forward and pressed a small kiss on his lips.

"It could stand to be repeated." Lily said with a small smirk playing on her lips. James smiled back, and then returned the kiss she gave him earlier.

"I love you Lily Potter. Never forget it. I love you and the beautiful children you've given to me." James said, making Lily's heart melt. She loved when James got sweet like this. Unfortunately, they were pulled from their moment when a loud alarm bell sounded through the manor. James swore, and then ran downstairs, where he found the reason the alarms were being tripped. By this point, both children had woken up, and were wailing for the noise to stop.

"Lily, the rat's betrayed us! Get the children and activate the emergency portkey!" James roared from the bottom of the steps. "I'll hold him off for as long as I can!"

Lily did as she was told. Even she knew not to argue, as not even the both of them would be able to match Voldemort. She grabbed her two boys carefully from their cribs, and tried not to focus on the sounds of their front door being blown open. She then gathered her wand, and tapped the small gold chain on her neck, and sounded off the password, "Sanctuary". However, her mind starting going into overdrive, as she didn't feel that tug behind her navel that was usually associated with portkeys. Voldemort must have found a way to prevent their usage through a ward. Sure enough, when she ran her wand around the room, there was the presence of not only anti-apparition wards, but a new type of ward she had never seen before.

"Do you like the new ward? I invented it myself. You may put the children down. I've got a special plan for them." a deep voice said in a mocking tone. Lily turned her back, only to come face to face with Lord Voldemort himself, levitating her (she hoped) unconscious husband. She turned her back and went to put her children back down in their cribs. As she was putting Matthew down, she tried to slowly reach for her wand, only for it to fly slowly out of her hands, into the hands of Lord Voldemort.

"Come now girl, don't you know I've felled opponents far more skilled than you. You're not as clever as them by any means." Voldemort said snarkily, making Lily curse to herself before putting Harry down in his crib. She then turned to Voldemort, trying to ignore both of her children were still crying for her embrace.

"Please, spare-" she was cut off as Voldemort silenced her. She was then slammed backward into the wall, where James followed on her left. They were both facing the cribs where their children lay, but Lily was the only one conscious, although she was highly relieved to see James' chest moving up and down. Right now, she could only pray for miracles.

"We're going to play a game. Since you have infants, I was thinking of peek-a-boo. You see, I'm going to stun you both, and then I'm going to kill your children. When you wake up, they'll be dead. Fun will be had by all. Well, at least by me. After all, thrice you have declined my offer of friendship. And then-" he casted Ennervate on James, before silencing him, and then continuing. "You stomp on my ideals by you," he pointed at James, "a pureblood marrying a filthy mudblood." At this, he glared at Lily, only for James to have a smirk on his face at this. Voldemort saw, and then grew a smirk as well.

"Crucio!" the dark lord roared, making James' face twist into a pained expression, before the spell finally ended, and he panted heavily, though silently.

"Now, as I just explained to your wife, I'm going to kill your children. Let's see if you still have all that bravado then." Voldemort finished, watching as James looked like he was yelling, but it was useless, as the man could not break through the silencing charm. Turning toward the two infants, both who were still yelling, he couldn't help but release a snarl. He silenced the both of them, and then smirked. Now everything was quiet. Still. He could finally rid himself of the children of prophecy.

'Time to die, spawn. May you rot in hell, where I shall never join you. Oh, I almost forgot in my excitement.' Voldemort smirked.

He waved his wand toward the two Potters on the wall, and watched a red beam of light hit each of them in the chest, effectively knocking them out, and leaving him to his devices. However, he faltered as one of the children in front of him was glowing blue. This didn't deter him fully though, as he prepared his wand to fire the killing curse.

Harry was scared. He knew he was crying, but no noise was coming out, which was disorienting the infant. The man in front of him was pointing something at him, but all he saw was the man outlined in red. He liked blue. Blue meant people fed him and rocked him to sleep. Red meant people who didn't feed him or play with him. He wanted blue.

'Fear not child. The power of aura is within you.'

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort roared, shooting the spell at Harry, but Voldemort was stunned, when the spell was caught by a being made entirely of the blue light that was surrounding the Potter boy. Voldemort tried firing another killing curse, but the same result occurred, making Voldemort almost as nervous as when he fought Dumbledore.

'You dare try to extinguish my life force?! I am life itself!' the being raged, swirling a blue sphere of energy and hurling it into Voldemort, causing the wizard to fly into the wall behind him, leaving spiderweb cracks.

'You know nothing of the forces you've tried to tamper with tonight. You even thought to embed a piece of your soul into my host. Preposterous!' the being raged, more forcefully than before.

Voldemort managed to pull himself off the wall and apply Episkey spells to anywhere that needed severe attention. However, the being was indeed powerful, but he was not the Dark Lord for naught! He brandished his wand toward the being, and started firing the darkest spells he knew. Everything from elemental curses, to insanity inducing hexes, to the Cruciatus curse, and nothing affected the being of all. Finally, Voldemort decided that he would have to use a spell that he couldn't control at all, if he were to survive tonight. He had been experimenting with it, but tonight, he would have to see if it would have positive results.

'Are you finished wizard? I will be finishing you off. You may have your last words if you wish.' the being said, making Voldemort fume.

"I don't know what monstrosity of magic you are, being! But rest assured, I shall not be dying here tonight, or at all! Pyrocimata Fiendus Atrum!" Voldemort bellowed, releasing fiendfyre from his the tip of his wand. However, it wasn't normal fiendfyre.

No, this fiendfyre was black in color, and took the shape of magical creatures, instead of animals found in nature. It had a magically enhanced property that the being couldn't discern, and it braced itself as it formed a shield across the width of room, blocking the fire from reaching the children or the two adults on the wall.

'You will pay for abusing my mercy, wizard! Know the fear of the aura!' the being roared, as it swirled the fire into almost a funnel-like shape, and brought it into itself. The being was then turned from the light blue to a pitch black color, and it's eyes turned red, instead of the white that they were.

'I will now be taking your life force. May you find yourself in Tartarus for eternity!' the being said, holding his hand out, and a black wisp of energy went from Voldemort into the beings' hand.

Voldemort felt himself getting weaker, but as a last resort, fired one last killing curse at the other twin, and the being couldn't absorb all of the spell, before it hit the child. When it did, Matthew fell silent, and then started crying again, showing that he was still alive. Voldemort could barely contain the surprise shown on his face, as another one of the Potters had defied the norm. The only residue from the spell was a lightning bolt scar on Matthew's forehead.

The being finally pulled the last of Voldemort's life force from him, and the Dark Lord felt himself grow tired, as he slumped to the floor, effectively dead for all intents and purposes. The being however, was struggling.

'Too much dark energy concentrated inside. All of the other aura colors are fading from the spectrum, which means the boy might become the chosen one. The one who can master the dark aura, and tame the powers that come from it. I only hope he too, does not succumb to the fate as the others who have tried to master this power.' the being thought with finality, as his form receded back into Harry. The infant's eyes turned completely black, losing all white, before they returned back to their usual emerald green.

Both boys were silent, as a man in brightly colored robes burst into the room, and was astounded at what he saw. He gently removed both Potters from the wall, and checked for signs of life. Once he gauged that they were both alive, he swiftly woke them up. Before he could start asking questions, a man with curly black hair burst in, roaring at the top of his lungs.

"James! Mate, please be alive!" Sirius Black yelled, making Matthew start to cry, but Harry strangely remained silent. Lily yelled at the man.

"Sirius, shut up, we're fine! Now lower your voice." Lily said, picking both of her children up, and hugging them close to her chest. She didn't stop kissing them on their foreheads until a few minutes had passed.

Another man burst into the room, and James looked up, before donning a guilty expression on his face. It was Remus Lupin, the man who they suspected to be in league with Fenrir Greyback, the murderous werewolf associated with Voldemort. He walked over to Remus and hugged the man.

"I'm so sorry Remus, we thought-" he couldn't finish his statement as the werewolf had cut him off.

"No harm done, James. I'm just glad you're alive. What happened here?" Remus questioned, making Dumbledore speak up.

"I was about to ask the same thing, Remus. Sirius, if you would please hand me the portkey I gave you earlier, we will all adjourn to headquarters, where we can hopefully figure out what has happened her tonight, as well as give Lily and James, as well as their children, a look over for injuries that may have occurred.

They all agreed on the course of action, and Lily grabbed Harry, while James took Matthew, and they all huddled around Dumbledore, who gave the password for the portkey. They appeared at Sirius' ancestral home, 12 Grimmauld Place. It was perfect due to the large amount of room it had, and the fact that it once belonged to a dark family. Most of Voldemort's servants had glossed over it. They had put the Fidelius charm on it as well, so even if they did think of the place, they would never find it.

Minerva McGonagall was sitting in the kitchen of the large manor, when she saw the Potters materialize with their children, and the search party that had went out to look for them. She immediately went to Lily, and carefully enveloped her in a hug, noting that she had a child in her arms. The red haired woman leaned into it, as she was exhausted from the night's ordeal. She then led both her and James to a very large sitting chair, and conjured two cribs for the boys. She then sat down herself, relief flooding her that her former students were still very much in the land of the living.

Dumbledore let them have a few moments to breathe, before he continued his previous line of questioning from Potter Manor.

"I can only imagine how terribly drained you both are from this ordeal," he stopped to take a breath "but I must insist that you try and recall what happened at your manor tonight." Dumbledore said, with the look of utmost urgency on his face.

"That's the thing Albus, after Voldemort pinned us to the wall, and stunned us, there's nothing we can tell you. We were both unconscious. The only ones who know what happened are the boys and Voldemort. And half of that party is dead, preferably for good." James said, looking down at his boys, and noticing that Matthew had a scar on his forehead. "There might be your answer Albus. Maybe the prophecy kicked in." Albus took a glance down at Matthew, and seeing the scar on his forehead.

"You may be right James. If this is the case, then this is not the last we will have seen of Voldemort." Albus said, making Remus look around in confusion.

"Um...I know I probably wasn't around, but am I allowed to know about this?" Remus said, making James wince as he remembered how he treated one of his best friends.

"The prophecy basically states that there will be a child born on the last day of July, who will kill or be killed by Voldemort. The child will have the power of ancients, and will be able to bring light to the wizarding world. However, there's a warning that if the child isn't kept away from the dark, then the dark will be all consuming, and engulf the child in eternal darkness. The child must battle constantly with the darkness inside in order to control the darkness around themselves. That's it in a nutshell, right Albus?" James said, making the older man nod to himself.

'They must never learn the final part of the prophecy. If the child falls prey to the darkness, it will spell the end of the wizarding world as we know it. I will make it my final mission to make sure that never happens.' Albus thought with a grim expression on his face.

"James, might I have a word with you and Lily?" Albus said, giving a pointed stare to the other occupants of the room. They all took the cue, and excused themselves from the room. When they were alone, Lily saw the way that Albus was looking at her children, and it gave her shivers.

"What did you want to talk about, Albus?" Lily asked, picking Harry up from his crib, to hold him in her arms. The small baby snuggled closer into his mother's embrace, and kept soundly snoozing.

"I wish for you to place Harry with friends or relatives, in order to focus solely on raising Matthew. Now that the boy has successfully vanquished one of the worst dark lords of the century, I'm afraid that he will be an icon for our world. In that respect, I believe that he should be focused on individually, without the added distraction of having a sibling." Dumbledore said, making James and Lily scowl at the old man.

"Why would we give up one of our children Albus?! Just because Matthew is bound to become famous because of this, doesn't mean that we would love Harry any less!" Lily roared at the man, before shushing, trying to get Harry to go back to sleep.

Meanwhile, outside the manor, a man with an extravagant top hat, with a yellow symbol in the center, and a staff about six feet long stood silently, a blue glow faintly surrounding him and his companion. His companion, was not even human. It was a blue dog creature with ears pointed upward, and standing on two feet. It had a spike coming out of each of its paws, and a headband like strap wrapped around its eyes, with holes to see through.

"Well Lucario, should we interrupt this very heated engagement?" the man asked his companion, who merely nodded. The two of them then phased out of the street, before appearing right in the middle of the Grimmauld Place den, where Albus, James, and Lily sat there shocked that a man apparated out of nowhere. The manor was supposed to be under the Fidelius charm.

Within seconds, the man had three wands pointed at him, and he was surprised the woman had her wand out too, even though she was carrying a baby. The man sighed, and let his staff drop to the floor, and the resounding sound drew the others from the kitchen, only to immediately draw their wands on the strange man as well. The dog like creature mimicked the one it came with, and put it's hands up in the air. The man saw what Lucario did, and put his hands up as well. He started to laugh neverously.

"Uh...we come in peace?" the man said, making all of them harden their glares, making the man sigh. He should have done this more tactfully.

'I should've expected this. They're at the end of a very long war. I should've known that they wouldn't have just welcomed me with open arms, especially after I tell them my piece. Oh well, when in doubt, wing it.' the man thought with a smirk.

"Greetings, I'm Sir Aaron, and this is my compatriot and friend, Lucario. I am one of the Aura Guardians that sit upon the Kaios mountains in Japan. It is here that I come with greetings from as our princess, the Lady Geneve, wishes for you to relinquish your son into our care, so that he may be trained in his powers of aura. Normally, we would wait until the child has had an outburst of aura, but your child's aura is unusually strong at such a young age." Aaron finished, making everyone in the room gape in shock, but Dumbledore had a glint in his eyes.

'Perfect! This is exactly the opportunity Matthew needs in order to stand strong in the fight against Voldemort. It had to be Matthew, for who else would have been able to harness whatever this power of aura is? Surely not the other boy for sure.' Albus thought with a triumphant grin.

"Not that we don't believe you, but we don't believe you. What in the nine hells is aura anyway? How do we know you didn't just escape the psychiatric ward at St. Mungo's?" James said to the man, his wand still pointed at his head, waiting to cast a Reducto at a moment's notice. At this, a look of realization came over Aaron's face, and he sighed. This was going to take longer than he expected.

Aaron, dropped to his butt, and sat cross legged. Lucario did the same thing, and the rest of them lowered their wands, but kept them out. If he was sitting down, his mobility had literally been chopped to only a quarter of what it was standing.

"To begin, aura is life. More specifically, the energy of life. Aura exists in every human being on the planet, and can be harnessed from nature itself. Also, it is said that auras vary in colors, showing different emotions, elements, and even abilities. The power of aura is limitless, and if trained properly, has no bounds." at this point, Aaron stopped to take a breather, and then asked for some water.

Minerva didn't know if she wanted to acknowledge his request, but before she could say yes, an elf appeared with a glass of water. Aaron took the glass gratefully, and downed it, before thanking Kreacher, and was about to return to the story, before he was stopped.

"How did you know his name?" Sirius asked, wand raised again, before Aaron chuckled, and then glowed a faint blue.

"Like I said. Limitless. However, don't let my face or physique fool you. I am over 500 years old. I've dedicated my whole life to learning the power of aura, and all that it has to offer. That is why I do the bidding of our princess, and find budding aura users, and bring them to our training grounds, where they are given space to develop their own unique brand of aura ability. After that, they may freely stay, or go back to their normal lives. Well, as normal as it can get." Aaron stopped, with a chuckle. Everyone looked as if they were following along, but Lily had a question.

"You said you normally wait to come find new aura users? Then why are you here now? We only have infants." Lily said, making Sir Aaron's eyes furrow, and his mouth turn downward.

"It is unfortunate that I am here, yet fortunate as well. Normally, the power of aura manifests itself at age 13 or 14 in the form of an outburst of energy that we can sense. However, one of these children has manifested their aura alarmingly early. If the power is not controlled at an early age, it can wield disastrous results for the wielder of the power, as well as those who surround them. I am here to discern which child I will be taking back with me to the Kaios mountains." Aaron said, with a hard stare at the people surrounding him with their wands.

"Now just hold on a minute! Couldn't whichever one of them has the aura just learn to control it here? I mean, it can't be too much harder than magic, could it?" James said, making Aaron laugh uproariously.

"You're trying to compare aura to the parlor tricks you do with the focus of a wooden stick? You would've thought they would've made a more functional focus by now, like a ring or necklace? Regardless, don't presume that your magic holds a candle to the power of aura. You're grossly out of your league here." Aaron said with a glare toward James, and then he stood up, causing all of them to point their wands toward him.

"Be at ease. I'm merely going to see which one of them has the aura. Besides, my weapon is down there." he said, pointing to his staff, and they relaxed their wands, still trying to question him as he walked over to the boys.

"What if they didn't go with you? How bad are the effects if they remain untrained in aura?" Lily asked, prepared to make sure he wasn't getting her baby.

Aaron ran a hand over Matthew, seeing the old man with the long beard look up expectantly. However, that was not the child he sought. He then walked over to Harry, deciding to finally answer Lily's question before he scanned Harry's aura.

"Think of the phrase, 'absolute power corrupts absolutely'. Anyone who isn't trained in aura, and all of a sudden develops these superhuman abilities, suddenly find themselves makeshift gods. And then it is up to me to either try and reform them, or kill them. Most usually refuse to change their ways though." he finished with a smile, but his eyes said something else entirely to Lily.

Moving over to Harry, Aaron already figured that this would be the child that he was seeking, but he was not prepared for what he found. The boy had a sentient being formed completely of aura living inside of him. He pulled his hand back with a jolt, and then turned toward Lucario, who was still sitting down.

"Lucario, come!" Aaron said with a harsh tone, making the dog-like being move toward his friend's side. They both scanned Harry, making everyone else in the room realize that Harry was the child who had the aura Aaron was seeking. Albus was furious that it was not Matthew, the child who had conquered their Dark Lord, but Albus could not do anything about the situation.

Aaron and Lucario both unleashed their aura over Harry, trying to figure out what that thing was inside of him, before both of them relinquished their efforts. The being was of pure black aura, and seemed to be unconscious at the moment. That was, until Aaron heard something speak to him through his mind.

'Aura Guardian, what need do you have of me?' the being asked, making Aaron school his face into a neutral expression, regardless of how surprised he was right now.

'What are you doing within that child? Surely one so pure shouldn't have an aura so tainted? How have you warped the boys' aura?!' Aaron roared at the being, making the being snarl.

'Do not presume you know what has transpired tonight, guardian! Their was a great evil I had to protect my host, as well as his loved ones from, and in order to do so, I absorbed energies so dark, they actually managed to warp the boy's aura. Because of this, the boy, who at first had the aura of the rainbow, now has the aura of darkness.' the being said, making Lucario snarl.

'Are you sure there was no other option for you to stop their Dark Lord, then just absorbing the energy? Surely the boy is powerful enough to perform an aura sphere if you live inside of him!' Lucario growled at the being mentally, making the being roar back in outrage.

'I tried fool! But the boy is barely a year old. He has not been trained in aura, and as powerful as I am, I am still bound by some limitations, through my host! Now, instead of lecturing me on what I could have done, you can be glad the boy still takes breath!' the being said, before he promptly shoved Lucario and Aaron out of his mind, causing the two to rub their foreheads at the migraine that ensued.

'Well, that explains a lot. What are we going to tell the princess? She's been distrustful of dark auras since her mother was killed by Danny when he was consumed by it.' Aaron said through a mental link, making Lucario scowl.

'You don't have to tell me, I was there! And this is a very precarious situation.' Lucario said, making Aaron smirk.

'You don't have to be redundant. I got that already.' he thought, making Lucario scowl at him. 'Nevertheless, I believe that we should take him with us. I'll have to personally guarantee this one, as I'm sure the princess will be weary with him around.' Aaron said, making Lucario nod.

'So be it. Let us proceed.' Lucario put, making Aaron nod his head.

By the time he left the mental link, and looked around, Lily had picked up Harry, and held her close to her chest. James, Remus, Sirius, McGonagall, and even Dumbledore had picked up their wands and pointed them at the man. Each of them glowing with a spell just waiting to be cast. Aaron sighed, and thought he'd try to reason with them once more, before he resorted to more neanderthal means.

"Look, that boy needs to come with us. Harry, right? He is blessed with the power of aura few are capable of, and it can only grow once it's nurtured." Aaron said, before taking a long pause. He closed his eyes, and then opened them again, only for his eyes to be completely blue, power glowing from the irises. "I warn you now, I have been authorized to use as lethal of force that I see fit. Should you be determined to meet your end, I will happily oblige." Aaron said, his voice taking a hollow echo that sounded through the whole den.

All of them looked at each other, before James slowly lowered his wand. He didn't want to relinquish complete control like this, and there had to be some way to keep his son, or at least get his son back if he did go. He looked at the man, who until just an hour ago, seemed completely harmless. Now here he was looking like an omniscient being, who could smite them all with holy retribution. He sighed, and then began to speak.

"Look, how long would we have to lose Harry for? It wouldn't be for his whole life would it?" James asked, making Lily give him an incredulous look.

"NO! James, I don't know what spell hit you, but I am not giving up our son! I-" she was cut off mid sentence as she suddenly slumped to the ground. James looked over, and saw Lucario's eyes glowing blue just like his friends'. James turned to the two with a fury few have lived past, and then snarled at the two, "what did you do to her?!"

"Be at peace, James. Lucario has merely put her to sleep. I could have done the same to all of you, but I don't fashion myself a kidnapper. If you look closely, you will see her chest rising and falling. A lovely chest it is too." Aaron said with a suggestive wink, causing James to glare at the man hatefully, making Aaron look a little sheepish.

"Okay, not the best time for humor then. Look, I see Harry coming back home by the time he is 11 years old. Just in time for your magical school training, which he will also need. Just because he has the aura, doesn't mean he is not also a wizard, for that magic runs in his blood." Aaron paused, as he saw James give a sigh of relief. James realized he was getting somewhere, and allowed Aaron to continue his speech.

"He will just be brought up around aura, which will teach him not only how to harness it, but also how to respect it, and cherish the power he has been given. You will not lose your son, I assure you." Aaron said, with Lucario nodding his head on the side of him. James looked torn, and then asked Lucario to wake his wife up, while he went and handed Harry to them. The dog-like creature did so, and she was a little dazed, before she saw the look on James' face. Something had changed while she was knocked out.

"James! What happened? Did he take Harry?!" Lily stammered as she hurled all these things at her husband, but she saw that Aaron and Lucario were still there. However, she also saw that Aaron had a hold of Harry, and she looked around the room seeing that everyone had a somber expression on their face, except for Sirius.

"James, you can't really believe all of this shit, mate! So he put Lily to sleep! Ever hear of wandless magic?! Sure it's rare, but it's bloody possible! You don't just go an hand off your son, before you even verify what they've said." Sirius roared, causing Lily to look over to James.

"Did you really give them Harry? Why?! What would compel you to make such a bloody stupid decision on your own?!" Lily shrieked at James, making the man wince at her tone, but then she stopped as she heard Aaron clearing his throat.

"Look, I know that this is sudden, and unexpected, and that your son just barely turned a year old. However, it is for his good, as well as your own." once he finished, he turned over to Sirius, who was still scowling after his outburst. "Mr. Black, I assure you, aura is completely genuine, and not this wandless magic you seem to think I'm using. However, if you require a more potent demonstration..." he left the statement hanging as he handed Harry off to Lucario, who took extra care to hold Harry, while avoiding him with his spikes.

Aaron held his hand out, and his staff materialized into it immediately, before his whole body started to glow blue, and an invisible wind started to swirl around him, before he picked his staff up and slammed it into the ground. That was when a brilliant flash of light emanated from the staff, and when it finally died down, Harry, Aaron, and Lucario, were all gone. Lily and James held each other tight, as Lily's eyes poured tears. She had just lost one of her sons, her babies. She couldn't contain it anymore, and sobbed into James' chest, as bore the brunt of her sorrow. He knew he had made the right choice, but why couldn't he convince himself to believe that right now. He just held his wife and hoped Harry would have a childhood that he deserved to have.

Dumbledore had found himself pensive, even through the sounds of Lily's sobbing. Matthew was the child of prophecy, but Harry had a power that seemed to trump even magic of old. Could it be that he was mistaken about the child of prophecy? He then shook those thoughts out of his head. Voldemort had been killed, and the only one who bore a mark to show for it, was Matthew Potter. He had to be the child of prophecy. Yes, Dumbeldore was certain of this. Once Lily had tired herself out sobbing, it was Sirius who broke the silence that permeated the room.

"Was I the only one who found that really cool?" the black haired man, only to be slapped upside the head by Remus.

"Yeah, it was pretty awesome." the werewolf said with a grin.

10 years later...

The Potter manor was full of merriment today, as the sound of children permeated the yard behind the manor. Neville Longbottom, Susan Bones, Ron Weasley, and Matthew Potter were all comparing their chocolate card collections. Suddenly, there was a call for cake, and all three kids ran up to the table, where the cake was set down by James Potter.

It was a bright, and sunny July 31'st, and Matthew Potter was enjoying his eleventh birthday party. He was even more excited that he was finally old enough to get a wand, and that he was going to buy one tomorrow. Today, he was just happy that he got to have cake, and presents. Mostly the presents though. After all, he had conquered the Dark Lord, so why shouldn't he have presents?

He was told that he had a brother who had to be taken away at a young age, and he didn't even know why. His parents had just said that it was important at the time. He was given special training by his parents, and his uncle Remus, and uncle Sirius. So of course that would further his belief that he was special, even if he had to eventually share with someone else. His parents would still love him more. They let him have everything he wanted.

And besides, everyone even knew his name. His best friend Ron Weasley, knew his name before he even became friends with him. Now they were best mates. His sister was a bit weird, but that was alright, because she was a girl. They were strange things anyway.

He saw his mom making extravagant preparations today, even compared to most his other birthday parties. And he also saw another name on the cake. It was Harry. That was the name of his other brother, Matthew remembered. He wondered why they were putting it on the cake now, when they had avoided it every other year. It was pushed to the back his mind though, when everyone came over to sing the birthday song to him. He liked this, as he was the center of attention. His parents had looked a little sad though, and he didn't know why. Could it have been because Harry wasn't there?

Suddenly, there was a bright blue light in the middle of the yard, and wind starting making a vortex around where the light was situated. That's when the light drew into itself, compressing into a small ball, before exploding outward, releasing a bright flash, that took away everyone's sight for a few seconds. Everyone still brought their wands out, not knowing what to expect. Everyone except James, Lily, Sirius, and Remus. They all smiled, as they figured just exactly who it would be.

"Sorry about being so late. I found a black cat while teleporting, so I had to go around the other half of the world, before coming through here. They're bad luck, you know." Sir Aaron said, his appearance not having changed since the last time that they saw him. Lucario was also with him, but Lily and James were focused on the small boy that was next to Lucario.

Black pants with a red t-shirt. Black fingerless gloves, and shaggy hair going all over the place, but most of it being tied haphazardly into a ponytail. He also had on what looked to be like black combat boots. His skin had developed a slight tan, and his left eye was blood red. He had a small scar just under his left eye, and his smile looked like it could've brightened a whole room. Aaron smiled, as he saw Lily Potter run up to the boy and evenlop him in a hug, James following shortly after.

"My baby! My baby is finally back home!" Lily cried, sobbing all over Harry's shirt, but the boy merely hugged his mother back, not knowing what else to do. James enveloped them both, and then let go slowly, as he looked his boy over. He looked healthy, and there were no signs of abuse he could see. He could excuse a scar or two, because that was just part of growing up.

"Right on schedule, slightly. But I'm back." Harry said, still captured in his mother's embrace. It seemed like a fresh start for the Potters.

And cut! A.N: So this is my idea for Harry being gifted with the power of aura. Yes, I used Lucario, for those of you who are familiar with Pkmn, but he will be the only pkmn in the story. No riolu, or other psychic types, nada.

2. Just him, as he's Aaron's companion. For everyone curious about my information on aura, search aura manipulation on the superpower wiki. You'd be surprised at some of the things aura can do, which is why I kept it very brief.

3. I'm not going to try and have superpowered Harry. Why? Because then the Dark Lord would have to be superpowered in order to keep things balanced, and that would take a lot of work figuring out how Voldemort would even develop aura, let alone master it further than Harry who had been grown in it.

4. Also, for those who are curious about Harry's training before Hogwarts, I'm a big fan of the flashback during a need to know moment, person. So when he does something aura related, you'll get a flashback. That, or I'll do it like arrow, and have a flashback tie into the whole chapter.

5. One last thing. Yes, Lily and James did NOT want to give up Harry. From everything you hear about them, why in their right minds would they give up their child. Especially being new parents. Dumbledore only has so much influence. I see other wrong boy who lived fics, and I get the stupidest reasons for abandoning Harry. It annoys me, so I'll try and be different. But there will be some cliches in here. That's all folks. Hope you liked the first chapter.