Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. It belongs to JK Rowling.

A/N: Okay, this is my first ever fanfiction so please be nice. I have read a lot of stories on this site so if a few themes seem familiar it is because they are so. I do not intend to plagiarise any work, but there are some overused themes that will be found in this fiction. I don't even remember half the stuff that I have read so it is possible for things to be similar but the twist in the story is all my own. At lease I hope there is a twist, can never be sure with how this will come out. Any way on with the show.

WARNING: There might be slash M/M/M in this fiction, but even if there is it will not be explicit at all. Probably will hint towards the relationship. If this changes at any time I will let you know.

CHAPTER 1.

It was Halloween night. A time when the veil between the dead and alive was very thin. A time where darkness was at its strongest. Thus it was at this time that The Dark Lord Voldemort decided to destroy the one being that might have a chance of getting in his way. The prophesy, which his loyal spy had told him, spoke of a boy whose parents had thrice defied him, who would have the power to destroy him. After searching for a while, he found three boys who fit the description, a Longbottom brat and two Potter twins.

At first he had decided to leave the boys be and wait till they grew up to see who would best fit the description. His right hand Lucius had agreed with this plan, but in the last couple of months he had felt that it was vitally important that he find the brat and destroy him. The feeling had gotten worse when he heard that the Potters and Longbottom had gone into hiding. It was imperative that he figure out whom the prophesy talked about. After much deliberation he had decided on the Potters as he knew that the Potters were an old family, older than the Longbottom's, while the mudblood was just short of a genius. If anyone were to produce a powerful child it would be them. He refused to believe that the kids halfblood status had any holding in his decision.

Lucius his faithful had tried to stop him but he did not understand...He did not understand, he had to destroy the brat... He had to. The Potter's made it easier by choosing Wormtail as the secret Keeper. They were practically telling him to attack. He could not let an opportunity like this go. He knew that the potters would be at Hogwarts at an order meeting and had left the kids with Peter. How foolishly naïve.

Such were the thoughts going to the mind of one Tom Marvolo Riddle, his thought process hindered by a single thought, to finish the boy before he could become trouble. He looked at the small cottage in the middle of Gordic's Hollow and entered the house, the gate creaking into the dark night. He walked towards the door just as it opened and the weakling that he was was practically shivering in fear. Oh he loved to cause fear but followers who feared him too much were useless, still it was better that they feared him. How else would the light fear him if his own followers could not? How he wanted to crucio this vermin but no no he had to destroy the boy first, the boy first.

"Where are the Boys Wormtail ?" he demanded.

"In the Nursery my Lord," Peter whimpered pathetically "Upstairs."

"Do you know which boy it is, the one which Dumbledore has decided will defeat me?".

"My L-L-Lord, They all think Sebastian is the one who would defeat you".

"Which one is that, you fool ?" the dark lord practically snarled.

"With the red ha-". It was difficult to have this conversation. he just wanted to go upstairs and kill the boy. HHHmmm actually why not kill both. Yes that is what he would do. So on deciding this Voldemort moved upstairs cutting Wormtail off.

Wormtail tried to follow "Stay behind and watch for the order, let me know the moment they arrive. Imbecile!"

So saying he walked towards the nursery. The house was silent but he could still hear Wormtail mumbling to himself for the potters to forgive him. He detested having to keep such filth around but then again they had their uses. Voldemort entered the nursery, it was donned in red and gold, with two cribs pushed next to each other. Gryffindors in the making no doubt. He walked up to the cribs to take his first look at the boys. One had red hair and was asleep, the other had messy jet black hair and eyes the colour of Emerald. The little boy looked at him with those enchanting eyes of his and he could see the power behind those eyes. "Yes, I can see how powerful you are and how magnificent you will be."

He could not remember which boy it was, although he did not need to know the boy's name, he just had to kill him, yes just kill him.

No no , he had to wait, he had to find out which boy it was. He was killing both so why did it matter, it was not like the boy was going to answer back. "Do you know your name boy?" He asked just to get the voice in his head to stop, yes, yes now he would kill the boy.

He raised his wand and just as he was about to voice the curse "Arry"... He blinked. The child looked up at him, grinning a toothy smile and took hold of his hand, "Arry." He shook the boy's hand away and stumbled back.

It could have been a moment when he heard voices from downstairs and the sound of running feet. Thinking his time over he looked at the child.

"Avada Kedavra."

The curse left his wand and went towards the boy. It hit the boy on his chest and rebounded?

Voldemort was too shocked to move when the curse came towards him. Above the noise of the screaming child he felt himself pushed forward as if by force and the beam of green hit the window pane and the drapes caught fire. Coming out of his shock he turned towards the door only to see Lucius Malfoy, his right hand man glaring at him with his wand out. He quickly tried to put out the fire but it was useless. It was like something had taken hold of the fire and it had a will of its own. The fire was spreading too fast for him to do anything. Lucius who had also been trying quickly came to his side, looked at the screaming children and the one who had accomplished the feat, cleaned away the traces of his magic, took hold of his lord and apparated away.

He was unaware that the fire spread until the whole house starting trembling, only the crib and the surrounding area remained clear. Little Harry had fought valiantly to protect himself and his brother but in his exhaustion could not do more and the fire came close to the crying Sebastian and burned his hand as it was wailing about. There was a sudden noise as the house fell on itself and the fire died out and everything was silent once more.

Little Harry slept, safe, not knowing that life as he knew it was about to be forever changed.

A/N: So? What do you think. I liked it. I am sure there are a lot of grammar and other mistakes. Please let me know and I will try to change. Oh there might be problems with chapters cause I have never used this thing before. Okay I just reviewed it and tried to remove the glaring obvious errors that I had made. Hope I can post it properly again.