Natus Vincere

AN:- So, this'll be quite a dark fic with extremely abusive! Dursleys, Harry is NOT the BWL, Neville is so WBWL! Lots of OOC characters and a reminder that this is a fanfic so there'll be stuff that is obviously quite made up.

'Thoughts'

"speech"

{Parseltongue}

Chapter 1

09: 23 pm 31st October 1980, Godric's Hollow, England.

The stormy winds were whipping past him as he, the Dark lord Voldemort, formerly known as Tom Marvolo Riddle strode towards the Potter Cottage where resided one of the two candidates referred in the prophecy that foretold his downfall.

'Impossible' he thought, 'The very idea that HE, Lord Voldemort could be defeated by mere babes, he who had gone through great lengths to achieve not only power but also Immortality, Death couldn't catch him, he was immune to it, HE IS LORD VOLDEMORT'.

He was broken out of his thoughts as he reached his destination, just outside the cottage near the Wards boundary, 'so weak' he thought, 'so confident in their friend that they put up such flimsy protection, ah, wormtail, a fitting name for a coward, he told us all he needed to.' With a quick gesture of his wand he used the Killing Curse to rip through the wards, and strode forward to enter the house.

Inside the Potter Cottage.

The atmosphere in the potter cottage was, as usual for nowadays, a contradictory mixture of tense and lightness, the tenseness brewed from the ongoing war was affected the light atmosphere produced by the infectious and ignorant innocence crawling from the child in it. What was not usual was the number of people present in the cottage, namely the addition of 3 Longbottoms, Alice, Frank, and Neville respectively. Along with the Cottage's namesake and permanent residents the Potters James, Lily, and Hadrian a.k.a Harry, a.k.a Prongslet.

All of them were present in the nursery where the children were playing with blocks and the adults were keeping a watch on them and discussing simultaneously.

"aww, they're getting along so well" cooed Lily potter, watching her son play with Neville.

"hmm, They are god brothers technically, of course they get along" commented Alice, watching her son, her light of her life, basking in the lightness produced by both the kids which was draining away some of her tension.

Both the males were watching this scene with an understanding in their eyes, the ongoing violence had been taking a toll on their psyche too, and the scene of not only their children innocently playing with each other but their wives draining tension served to soothe them too, and as their old twinkle eyed friend was used to saying love was indeed a powerful force.

"it's a good thing both of you could make it over here today so that we could discuss about it" began Lily.

It immediately set the atmosphere on edge, the addition of the omnious Prophecy had became a source of much distress for both of the families, it had been raising their paranoia and fear for their families especially the little ones.

"Yes" continued Alice "do you really believe it will work?, I mean I'm not doubting you but still…"

"Ali I understand what you're saying and to be honest, I believe there's only about 85 – 90% chance but I'd say its better than nothing" replied Lily.

"of course, it never hurts to be extra prepared rather than unprepared." agreed Frank.

"it's just that this whole situation has me on edge, I just wish for it to get over" commented Alice.

'so do I' thought the other three occupants of the room.

"well, I'd say that….." began James but he was interrupted by booming sound of the wards falling that resounded through the cottage.

All the four adults now looked highly alarmed and the resounding boom had also caused the toddlers to be distressed and promptly they started crying.

"Lily stay with the kids, Frank, Alice lets go & check the situation" barked James as he headed towards the front door with the longbottom couple following him.

All Lily could hope was that the three aurors would fare well.

Seeing Voldemort enter the house james bellowed "Lily takes the kids and go!"

All three of the aurors went for their wands, their professional grade holsters sliding their wands in their palms faster than blinking, yet before the three could comprehend what was happening a sickly green light flashed in front of them and james fell to the floor like a puppet cut from his strings. Without pausing to take this in, without letting the shock overwhelm them, the Longbottom duo engaged Voldemort in a duel.

While all this was happening Lily potter was in the nursery, at first she tried to take the kids and apparate out of house which would soon become a battlefield, but nothing happened with a sinking feeling she realized that they must have put up anti-apparation wards, despite her apprehension she tried to use the emergency portkeys they had and much to her dismay her apprehensions turned out to be true and the port keys were rendered useless. 'Now my only option is to rely on it, all I can hope for is that the kids remain safe'.

On the duel front things had been rough for the remaining 2 aurors, despite the fact that they were some of the fastest and strongest fighters of their generation they were having a hard time fighting the dark lord who was winning despite being outnumbered. The first to fall was Alice, brave Alice, who fell to a dark cutting curse to her throat resulting in her choking on her own, as her body slid to the ground. Watching his wife fall to the ground, the scene proved too much for Frank and he hesitated, just for a single second, yet he hesitated, his intentions to rain pain and death upon the murderer of his wife burning like an inferno were doused with a bone exploding hex landing true on his sternum and ending the duel in the darklord's favor.

As the sounds of the duelling stopped Lily realized what was going to happen soon and gathered every last drop of her willpower and stood in front of the crib where the toddlers were still wailing from their distress.

'ah, how the universe has aligned to favor me, me the lord voldemort, I had expected to find only one child of prophecy today yet I get the opportunity to deal with them both, ah how the fates have favored me, and now once I deal with them I will be truly rendered immortal with no one able to kill me, but first my promise to my faithful servant Severus' thought voldemort as he entered the nursery and saw lily potter shielding the 2 children.

"Stand aside and live, Lily Potter" commanded Voldemort.

"No, please take me and spare the children." Pleaded Lily, desperation clear in her voice.

"stand aside, you foolish girl!" commanded Voldemort yet again.

"NO!" replied Lily resolutely.

And then in a flash of green just like her husband Lily Potter departed to the next great adventure. And then while the dark lord was proceeding to deal with the children he gave the body of now departed Lily Potter a final look, an act which caused him to miss the faint wisp light that radiated from the youngest Potter.

And then his eyes fell on the toddlers, wherein he decided to first deal with the Potter spawn whom he was here to deal with originally and then he could deal with the Longbottom spawn, and with a great bellow of "Avada Kedavra!" the sickly green flash which took down the Potter parents raced towards the last Potter but as it connected with him something unexpected happened, the spell rebounded from him and faster than the dark lord could comprehend it struck him true, the magical backlash destroying his body as if it were made of paper, and his spirit which was forcefully ejected from its former vessel howled in agony and fled the scene of carnage but it failed to notice the small bit of him that seperated from the main body and attached itself to his target like the leech it was.

Fifteen minutes later Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, stumbled onto a scene which would be a place where he would commit the biggest mistake of his life, finding 4 of his young friends and students dead and their children in a crib both crying and injured, the Potter child's forehead looked as if someone had cracked it open to forcefully drive something in it or to be more precise like a lightning bolt, and then when he looked at the longbottom child there was a a bleeding injury on his forehead too, one that looked like a V and upon seeing that all Albus could think about were the words of prophecy "and he shall be marked as his equal" and suddenly there weren't 2 children but the chosen one and the other child, the champion of light and the other child, and then came the pronouncement of Neville Longbottom, The-Boy-Who-Lived.

And in the late night of 1st of November while Neville Longbottom was being tended to by his grieving grandmother his god brother was left on the doorsteps of a muggle household to be forgotten for the next ten years.