Disclaimer: All recognized characters and elements goes to J.K Rowling

WARNING: Swearing, mentions of slash (side characters)-nothing explicit-, questionable grammar, unusual update schedules, high risk of never being completed (or maybe in ten years?)

I am not a serious writer, seriously. If that hadn't been obvious before, now you know. I just spew random ideas onto word docs so yeah, I am not reliable at all when it comes to updates.

Okay so, this is a brother fic. I know, overused plot but everyone has got to have their own brother fic. So here we go!

"C'mon Harry, be careful okay?" James Potter said softly as he lifted his two, almost three, year old son up.

Hadrian James Potter-Black peered down at the small bundle resting peacefully in his mother's arms. For the past few hours he had been wondering where his mother had gone. Now he knew: she had gone out to get him this new toy!

The toddler's vibrant emerald green eyes moved up and clashed with an identical pair of eyes. His reached for the toy, "Toy! My toy?"

Lily Potter née Evans laughed and her tired face lit up, "No, no darling, this is your new brother, not a toy."

Hadrian frowned in thought as he stared at the bundle, "Bwo-bro-"

"Bro-ther. Brother." James pronounced clearly.

"Bro-tar. Bro-ther. Brother?"

Both of his parents beamed at him and Hadrian gave them a toothy grin, "Brother!" He said again as he lifted a chubby hand towards this brother thing.

"Careful Harry." Lily said as she allowed Hadrian to gently poke the baby wrapped in the bundle of blankets.

Hadrian reared back in shock when the baby stirred in his sleep.

James and Lily Potter chuckled at Hadrian's startled expression, "Everything's okay Harry, Heath's just sleeping." Lily said placidly.

"Heath! I like that!" A loud voice sounded from the door leading into the private hospital room.

"Sirius!" James greeted as a handsome man bounded into the room.

"Siri!" Hadrian yelled as his attention was immediately drawn to his godfather.

"Hello Prongslet!" Sirius Black exclaimed as he picked Hadrian up and spun him around causing the toddler to shriek with delight.

"Sirius!" Remus Lupin scolded as he entered the hospital room followed closely by the fourth and final member of the prankster group known as the Marauders, "You'll wake the baby."

"Too late." Peter Pettigrew squeaked as his eyes darted towards the now loudly wailing newborn in Lily's arms.

"Shhh… baby. Hush now. Mummy's here." Lily cooed as she calmed the baby down.

"Right, right. Sorry." Sirius whispered loudly. He flinched when Lily finally tore her loving gaze away from her newborn son and instead glared at him venomously.

"Let's go out. We should give Lils and the baby some time to rest." James said as dropped a kiss on his wife's head before leading his friends and eldest son out of the room.

Once outside, James collapsed into the nearest chair and heaved a sigh of relief.

"You okay James?" Remus asked as he sat down next to him, the rest of them also settled down. Even little Hadrian was quiet and wide-eyed as he watched his father.

"Fine. Fine." The hazel eyed man said as he ruffled his hair tiredly.

"So Heath?" Peter asked.

James grinned, "Yup. Heath Remus Potter. Heath for following Lily's family's tradition of having flower names… well I wasn't about to name my son Rose, that's just too cruel. Potter for the family, obviously. And… Remus. For his godfather." James turned and locked eyes with the werewolf and felt a small smile tug at his lips when Remus' eyes widened in shock.

"J-James?"

"Lily and I want you to be godfather." James announced, "You know, since Sirius is Harry's," He motioned to the toddler sitting on said man's lap, "and so it's only fair that you get to be Heath's. We figured that our third kid will have Peter as godfather." James added as he shot the short pudgy man a quick smile.

"So what do you say Moony?"

"Are you serious?-"

"-Nope I am!-" Sirius cut in. He was ignored by all three men but didn't pout too much because was rewarded a giggle from his godson.

"-I will be honored." Remus finished.

"Good. Awesome." James beamed at them happily.

"I'm sorry James, Lily." Albus Dumbledore said with a sad look.

The young couple was obviously distraught by the information they had just received.

Lily Potter's eyes were watery and it was obvious that she was trying very hard to blink back the tears threatening to fall. James Potter's face was pale and his whole frame was stiff with fear and anger.

"And you won't tell us the prophecy?" James asked, his voice trembled slightly as he grasped his wife's hand.

"No." the Headmaster shook his head gravely, "I'm afraid I cannot burden you two with it.-"

He hurriedly continued on before he could be interrupted, "- The less number of people who know about it the less harm it can do."

Lily sucked in a rattling breath as she tried to calm herself, "I-I. Okay. Okay. What do we do then?"

Albus gave them another sad look, "I suggest that you and your family go into hiding."

"Hiding?!" James practically spat out, "I can't do that! I need to-"

"-All you need to do is keep your family safe." Albus said with finality.

The raven haired man visibly deflated at those words, "Yeah. You're right."

Albus smiled at him encouragingly, "First thing we need to do is to set up a safe house for you three-"

"-three?" Lily exclaimed, "What about Harry?"

Her bright green eyes narrowed dangerously and Albus clicked his mouth shut.

"I refuse- We refuse to be separated from our son. Both of our sons." Lily said stiffly.

"Very well." Albus conceded knowing that convincing the Potters to part with their eldest son is a lost cause, "Then we shall relocated all four of you to a safe house, perhaps that cottage your family has in Godric's Hallow?"

James nodded thoughtfully.

"And then, I will cast the Fidelius Charm over it. I volunteer to be your Secret Keeper." Albus continued.

"No. That's not necessary." James said, "We will ask one of our friends to be our Secret Keeper."

"As you wish." Albus agreed reluctantly, "But be careful of who you choose."

"Are you sure this spy can be trusted?" Alastor Moody snarled as his magical eye scanned the room, quickly yet carefully examining all nineteen members, excluding himself, that make up the Order of Phoenix's inner circle. Alice and Frank Longbottom, Lily and James Potter, Sirius Black, Dorcas Meadows, Emmeline Vance, Hestia Jones, the three McKinnon siblings, Edgar Bones, Wallace Brown, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Jonah Kelly, Poppy Pomfrey, Filius Flitwick, Minerva McGonagall, and lastly Albus Dumbledore.

The leader of the Order of Phoenix sat at the head of the table with his hands clasped neatly in front of him, "Yes Alastor. The spy passes me reliable information."

No one in the room missed the fact that the aged Headmaster had only vouched for the reliability of the information, not the spy's.

Suddenly as startled gasp had the whole room looking towards James Potter. The young man's hazel eyes were wide with dread as he shot up from his seat in between his wife and his best friend.

"Prongs?" Sirius asked as he eyed his friend warily.

"The wards. No. No. No." James muttered as he ran towards the apparition point at the corner of the room, before anyone could say a single word, he had vanished with a loud crack.

Lily Potter suddenly paled as she finally pieced together her husband's word, "Oh Merlin. Heath. Hadrian!"

She scrambled out of her seat as the other Order members began moving, finally catching on to the situation.

Suddenly a loud crack echoed through the room and Lily let out a shriek of surprise when a house elf dressed in a clean pillowcase with the Potter crest printed on it appeared in front of her.

"Master! Mistress!" The house elf cried out as her wide tennis ball eyes took in the various witches and wizards reaching for their wands.

"Tippy!" Lily exclaimed as she recognized the family house elf. Her eyes widened, "Harry! Harry! Oh Merlin. Harry?!"

The red haired woman lunged for the unconscious boy as she frantically searched for a heartbeat. A wave of relief rushed through her when she finally found it beating strongly under her hand.

"Lily!" She looked up to find Sirius and Madame Pomfrey hovering over her, 'C'mon. We have to go, everyone else already left for Godric's Hallow. Leave Harry here with Poppy to watch over. C'mon!"

Lily gave her unconscious son one last squeeze before passing him over to the mediwitch.

The boy-who-lived.

James stood with his family as they huddled under a large tree. He could feel Lily shiver as she clutched their son closer to her chest.

Their son.

The son that had somehow survived a killing curse. The son that had defeated the most powerful Dark Lord in centuries.

Their son.

Heath Remus Potter.

James sucked in a shaky breath and let it out slowly. His eyes fastened onto a still form lying on the stretcher. A man was hunched over the stretcher and James could see the tremors that racked the man's shoulders.

"Go." Lily said, her voice cracked as she too looked at the two figures.

James slowly unwound his arm from around his wife's waist. He moved towards the stretcher. His mind felt hazy and his body was moving sluggishly.

Finally. He reached it. His eyes roved over the cuffed leather shoes, the thin grey robes, and finally it settled on the wide amber eyes. Once filled with warmth and intelligence. Now it's forever frozen in that state of fierceness and protectiveness.

"R-Remus." Jams whispered as he stared at his friend.

James finally collapsed. His whole body went numb as the reality of the loss slowly sunk in. He felt cold hands grasp at his robes and he turned to meet red rimmed storm grey eyes.

"I'll kill him." Sirius whispered as tears continue to escape from his swollen eyes, "I'll kill him."

James chuckled bitterly and the chuckle turned into laughter. Soon he was laughing hysterically, completely out of control. At last the laughter died down and then… the dam broke. Promises, prayers, curse words, they fell from his lips as his whole body shook with rage and grief.

His head became heavy and throbbed with pain as he buried his face into Sirius' shoulders.

And he cried.

That night on Halloween. The Wizarding World was set free. They celebrated and laughed as they gave toast to Heath Potter, the boy-who-lived. Some even smiled as they drank to the courage and sacrifice of Remus Lupin, a werewolf.

That night on Halloween. The Longbottoms mourned for the murder of Augusta Longbottom, but they thanked Merlin for the survival of their only child.

That night on Halloween. Severus Snape mourned for the loss of his best friend and love. Because now, he has truly lost Lily Evans.

That night on Halloween. Peter Pettigrew mourned for the loss of his family, his friends, and his freedom. He has now truly sealed his fate.

That night on Halloween. Albus Dumbledore mourned for the loss of innocence. But everything has to be done for the Greater Good.

That night on Halloween. Sirius Black mourned for the loss of two of his closest friends. Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. One dead. Another he vows to see dead.

That night on Halloween. James and Lily Potter mourned for the loss of Remus Lupin. They mourned for the heavy burden that their youngest son is fated to endure.

That night on Halloween. Hadrian James Potter-Black woke up and was greeted by the kind eyes of a mediwitch. He looked around and couldn't find his parents.

That night on Halloween. Everything changed.

Coming up next: Hadrian (Harry's) childhood

In case you haven't noticed yet, I have shit grammar. So... SORRY.

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