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Harry James Potter was born July 31st, 1980.

But what if Harry James Potter died October 31, 1981 along with his parents, Lily and James Potter? Will no one have the power to vanquish the Dark Lord?

After Voldemort killed the Potters there was nothing stopping him from taking over the Ministry. He did with ease and ruled the Wizarding World easily. But he had always wanted to teach at Hogwarts, so after he finished at the Ministry, he went to Hogwarts, the only place left that had a chance of stopping him.

"You'll never get away with this Tom!" Dumbledore yelled to Voldemort as he swept into the building, scattering the remaining students.

"Oh, but I already have, you insolent fool. Don't think you can stop me. I am LORD VOLDEMORT! NO ONE CAN STOP ME! I DEFEATED DEATH!" Voldemort pointed his wand at Dumbledore's face, but Dumbledore did not move.

"You may have defeated death, but you have yet to defeat life. I know things you will never know. I know of love, friendship, and family. You cannot know that." Dumbledore's wand was now pointing at Voldemort. Dumbledore looked old and fragile standing next to Voldemort. Professor McGonagall made to go help Dumbledore, but with a flick of Voldemort's wand, she was sprawled across the floor.

"Minerva!" Professor Flitwick ran over to her to try to help, but Voldemort was already bored with her. He turned his attention back to Dumbledore.

"Step aside Dumbledore. If you do, I won't have to kill you. We could be a great team. Imagine it. We could rule the world. You have your teaching here and I control the Ministry. This world would be ours, Dumbledore! I know a man of your stature has imagined such things. You and I are the best wizards this world has ever seen." Voldemort lowered his wand a little, as if surrendering.

"I would NEVER join you Tom!" Dumbledore gripped his wand tighter. "You're pure evil and I could NEVER be in league with someone like you."

"Dear Dumbledore. The evil comment is but flattery. However, you must remember. My name is not Tom. I am Lord Voldemort! Though I know some people call me He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, or You-Know-Who, so really, it is your choice." Voldemort raised his wand again, acknowledging that Dumbledore would not accept his truce.

"You will always be Tom to me. When I took you from the orphanage, I knew you would be nothing but trouble to us at Hogwarts. I hoped that you would turn yourself around, but you proved my hopes false." Dumbledore stepped toward Voldemort menacingly.

Voldemort laughed in a nonchalant way. "Dumbledore," he said. "If you refuse to help me, then I have choice. I must kill you."

"Then I must stop you." Dumbledore calmly replied.

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After the battle and all the dust had settled, it was clear who the winner was. After all, the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord had already been killed.