Hi! This is my first ever fanfiction, I have been on fanfiction for a while but I haven't written a story, well actually I have but I don't have any ideas for them until this one so please R&R the story chapters may be a bit short, sorry I haven't mastered the art of story writing!

Disclaimer: I do not Harry Potter nor Katekyo Hitman Reborn if I did then I wouldn't be writing fanfics instead I would be bathing in a bathtub of money MWAHAHA but alas it was not meant to be

Chapter 1-

As the Seventh Month Dies

Lily Potter nee Evans was the perfect candidate to be a mother, loving and caring, filled with so much warmth and kindness yet strict when the line is crossed, and so when the tests came out positive you can imagine her jumping with an ever existent joy that all mothers seemed to have until the terrible twos came and kicked in. She had very nearly sucked the life out of James Potter, very much like a dementor sucks souls, when she hugged him to death, well I did say nearly it is to a much obvious note that he did not in fact die, fortunately or perhaps unfortunately if you happen to be one Severus Snape or some other guy who just hates him.

Though in present time James Potter was thoroughly wishing to every deity he knew that he should've died in that bone-crushing hug, because as of right now he found himself under attack by a barrage of poisoned words and wrist-breaking grip that threatened to at the least leave a very purple bruise and at the worst snap his hand off entirely.

"Honey… Please.." He cried out painfully, was that a bone he heard snap?

"Don't you dare honey me James Potter! This is your all YOUR DAMN FUCKING FAULT! YOU SLEAZY BASTARD-" And so forth came the nastiest words from hell below

"Now Mrs Potter just one more push and we'll move to get your other child out! Quickly!" The nurse yelled feeling ever so slight a pity to the Mr Potter. Only a slight. Men should feel the pain too.

After three gruelling hours for both Mr and Mrs Potter (though who had the most pain only Merlin/God above would know) their baby twins were brought to them the youngest –a boy- with black locks of the Potter curse hair and warm chocolate eyes that sparked with curiosity and mischief, born at 12:06 on the morning of the 1st August and the oldest –a girl- with wisps of black hair with a reddish tint and the most amazing green emerald eyes that shone with intelligence and power, born at 11:59 before the clock stroke midnight on the 31st July

"What are their names?" Questioned the nurse, smiling peacefully at the picturesque family

The couple looked to each other and nodded "we decided for our son he is to be named Alexander Christian and for our daughter Artemisia Chrysanthe " they spoke in unison adoring their children in silent love as each held one of their own.

"So where's my godchildren?" called a certain dog animagus as he entered the room followed by a sheepish yet barely contained eager werewolf.

"Oi Padfoot! Here they are the cutest children in the whole world!" declared James as he presented his first-born child "Look! Look! The most precious and most adorablest daughter in the Universe" he didn't know how true those words were

"And over there" he shook his head to Lily who was smiling happily cooing at her baby boy " The most handsome and most beloved son in the Universe"

Opening her emerald eyes little Artemisia glanced at the dog animagus, Sirius Black, holding out her chubby little hands translating into the known sign in the baby language for 'hold me' and so Sirius Black did.

Adjusting her weight into his arms he held Artemisia close "Hello pup, I'm Sirius Black and I am your godfather, we'll have a lot of fun just you wait, I'll show you the ropes in pranking and –" That's as far as he got for at that moment Artemisia gurgled cutely and… spat at his face.

Lily covered her mouth in order to at least stifle her laughter while James, Artemisia and Alexander, who was watching the whole thing from his spot in Lily's arms, burst out laughing and Remus who chuckling fondly at his best friends antics.

"Oh Padfoot she got you good!" James chortled as he caught his breath and then busted out laughing again, Lily no longer hiding her amusement giggled at the scene.

However Sirius stood there stunned and frozen till he processed whatever happened with his mind. Quickly wiping the baby spit with one arm, he held the baby as if she was a reincarnation of Merlin "I'm so proud!" He announced spinning Artemisia around joyfully as if she did something so immensely wonderful "My pup is gonna be the most wonderful prankster ever to have ever pranked me! Padfoot of the Marauders! Only as a baby too"

That just set them off again with Remus laughing outright too!

Well except Lily, she's pretty annoyed right now

"Sirius Orion Black! You will never ever turn my baby into a prankster like you! Do you hear me! SIRIUS!" All in vain too…

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On the Halloween night 2000 at the setting of Godric's Hallow, a family stayed hidden, a family who had been warned beforehand that one of their children could be the prophesised child.

Part of this family was a little baby girl called Artemisia protective older sister of Alexander, she at the age of one and a half knew how to speak proper sentences; just cause she was awesome! Her mummy and daddy had been so proud; they said she was their little genius! Alexander was her little brother and she loved playing with him, she would teach him how talk and speak but he was only a little ways along she had been teaching him for a week now and so far his gurgles were starting to sound like words!

"Now sweetheart, Uncle Peter is going to be babysitting you and your brother while mummy and daddy are out okay?" Lily said to her baby girl as she set her in the cot next to her already sleeping brother

"But momma I don't want you to go!" Artemisia cried – usually she would never cry, big girl's don't cry silly, but today she had a bad feeling, she had a funny feeling pulling on her stomach that was making her feel sick, she just knew something bad was gonna happen but she didn't know what.

"Come on Misia be a good girl alright? It's only for a little while, there! Good girl! Bye sweetheart see you later!" Lily said as she calmed Artemisia down and left the room

Artemisia stared as her mummy walked out, why couldn't she understand what she was trying to tell her?

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Peter Pettigrew was for all purposes a coward and he knew it! He was ever so grateful to James, Sirius and Remus for ever taking him in and he was ever so sorry it had to turn out this way, but it couldn't be helped Voldemort was becoming stronger every hour, not just days, hours! And he was ever so frightening what could he do? He didn't want to give up little Artemisia and Alexander, they were such sweet young'uns and Artemisia just had this special thing that made you love her and Alexander had this curiosity trick that would send everyone into a fit of giggles. He loved them both like his own but he could never be brave it was a wonder how he got into Gryffindor in the first place , really!

"Pettigrew!" Called the cloaked face of his master "the location!" He ordered

"Yes my Lord! It is in 13 Godric's Hallow" And all of a sudden Voldemort could see what he could not before (And no it wasn't his head, it was far too much up his ass to be able to be seen)

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Voldemort entered the silent house, he could already feel the ancient magic trapped inside a being, endless amounts of raw power, delectable! It wasn't just a pure light magic but strings of harmony of magicks wrapped into one- the prophesized child.

He walked up the stairs to the nursery and to his surprise he found wise emerald eyes glowing back at him, he was stuck there for maybe a minute or two before he regained his senses and pointed his wand at the girl "You are the prophesized child are you not?" He felt stupid asking a baby this but its not like anyone will know?

"I dunno, what does prophesized mean? My mummy wouldn't let me read the older books, says I'm too young" Artemisia said childishly and then as if she had come into recognition she gasped in shock.

Voldemort smirked smugly when he saw this, even babies knew about him and feared hi-
"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers!" she squealed, Voldemort grew a tick mark.

Artemisia looked as if a light bulb were flashing above her head "Mister, are you strange?" she asked

"I most definitely am not!" Voldemort sounded indignant

Artemisia let out a sigh of relief "That's good, you're not a stranger then"

Voldemort grinned maliciously "No, but I am going to be your killer, such a waste to have all those power go to waste" he sighed as if ruefully "but, oh well, it must be done" He looked at her again into those deep endless orbs and felt his heartstrings(that he didn't even know he had) surprisingly pull, and it hurt. He didn't know why but thought 'this is the child's magic if I kill her the pain will be gone' "I am sorry Artemisia" he whispered with as much passion as he could, he pointed his wand at her and said "Avada Kedavra" The last thing he saw were the ever benevolent eyes of the loveable little girl

~~0~~

Green lights flashed outside Godric's Hollow as simultaneous pops popped around it, there where once stood a loving house now stood a wreck.

Lily cried "James are we… too late?"

"No Lils we can't be let's go check" James said trying to sound brave but you could hear the straining tears that threatened to fall

"Misia! Alex!" They called, when they reached the nursery room they found a little baby boy, their Alexander, crying helplessly with a scar from some flying debris upon his cheek making a 'V' shape, he was sitting beside his sister trying to get her to wake up, she was fast asleep and if they had looked they would've noticed a lightening scar engraved and bleeding on her forehead

Dumbledore stepped into the room and made the biggest mistake in all of his life which will change the future of the world forever "I now declare Alexander Potter The-Boy-Who-Lived "

Artemisia rubbed her eyes looking at all the adults surrounding her brother "Where's mister Not-Stranger?" she asked but no-one listened

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Okay I know so far this seems like the usual Wrong-Child-Who-Lived thing but honestly it's not it will get more interesting trust me!

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Lapsis Angelus Jullienne