THE ELDER POTTER

CHAPTER 1

The Potter family. A family that holds much happiness. If one were to look at the family, they would find an average family. A mother working in the kitchen. A father reading in his study. A boy playing in the den with his flush toys.

But if one was to peel away the layers of the house, one would find a dark corner in this light family. In the smallest bedroom of the house lies a child of four years. His name is Hadrian, or Harry for short. He is the eldest potter child, and yet, most of the world does not

even know of his existence.

Sadly, his parents have been neglecting him for roughly 3 years now, ever since his little siblings "saved" the British Wizarding world. However, the real story, is much different than what is told...

Three years ago...

A dark, lone figure approached a small home in Godric's Hollow."James, can you go check up on the kids," Lily asked.

"Sur-" James started before he felt a wave of shiver run through his body, indicating that the wards around the house have been breached. Fear settled in his heart as he saw who had breached the wards."Lily go! It's Voldemort! I'll hold him off! Reducto!" James yelled. Lily ran upstairs, ignoring the spellfire behind her.

"Ah James. Good to see you again. I hope I'm not interupting?" Voldemort asked while dodging a spell James had thrown. "Get the hell out of my home!" James yelled before casting another spell. "I'm sorry James, but I have a meeting with your children, and i most certainly can't be late." Voldemort said before casting a spell that threw James through the wall, essentially knocking him out. Upstairs lily had made a rudimentary barricade with some furniture and some hastily drawn runes. "Expecto Patronum!" She yelled conjuring a small doe. "Go to Professor Dumbledore, tell him we've been attacked!" She told the patronus before it disappeared leaving mist behind. "What messy wards you have Lily, but i guess you only had so much time. Reducto." Voldemort said calmly, shredding through Lily wards. "Move aside girl, you've been promised to another." Voldemort said, levelling his wand at the witch. "No, I won't let you touch

them!" Lily yelled, throwing a reducto at the wizard. Voldemort blocked before casting his own reducto, sending Lily into the wall, knocking her unconscious.

With Lily out of the way, Voldemort turned towards Harry and Jayden. "So one of you is supposed to defeat me one day," he muttered. He observed the different ways the children were reacting to him.

The one, Jayden, was wailing his head off at the sight of a scary man shooting red light at his mother. Harry, on the other side, was gazing at Voldemort with surprising defiance for 2 year old. He was the one, Harry, decided Voldemort. Harry looked at lot more mature than Jayden, with books around an actual bed. Jayden just had posters everywhere and an enormous crib smack down in the center of it. "Ah, so little Harry, ready to die now?" taunted Voldemort. He was expecting Harry to cry, scream, and hide under his

covers. He was NOT expecting him to stand up and glare at Voldemort. "What did you do to mummy and daddy?!" he asked angrily, as his emerald eyes stsrted glowing dark green, the colour of AVADA KEDAVERA curse. Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry, "So, you've inherited your mothers anger, and your fathers persistence, I see. Such would've well in the ranks of my Deatheaters. Too bad you're going to die. AVADA KEDAVERA!" He shouted. Instead of killing Harry on the spot, as it should've, Voldemort saw a strange golden, shimmering shield erupt in front of Harry,

deflecting and successfully rebounding the spell towards Voldemort. Unprepared, Voldemort was hit with the curse, and, with an anguished scream, disappeared in a flash of green and silver light.

Poor little boy fell down, unprepared for the sudden drain in his magical core. The ceiling started to tremble and cave in on the twins. Gasping, Harry willed the roof to stay up, using up vast amounts of energy. Harry fell to his knees under such strain. Harry looked upon hearing his brother cry with even more anger and pain then before. A chunk of the crib had hit his brother on the cheek, creat 'V' shaped cut. If just to make his brother stop crying, Harry used whatever ounces of magic he had left to heal it. But without the proper amount of magic, it was only partially healed, leaving a very noticeable scar. Harry himself had a lightning bolt scar on his head that was hidden under his vast amount of raven black hair. Upon using vast amount of his magic, Harry fell into a deep recover sleep.

Albus Dumbledore was having a very nice day in his office, with Fawkes the phoenix, and a few delicious lemon drops. It was the Halloween feast, and Voldemort hadn't attacked anyone for almost a month now. That was, until his alarms for the Potter house went off. Jumping to his feet, he grabbed Fawkes' tail, and appeared in front of the Potter residents. The house was falling down. There were flames licking

the windows, and chunks of the walls were missing.

Running into the ruins, Dumbledore saw James Potter, his former student and a trouble making marauder, tied up in ropes, and seemingly unconscious. Casting a quick 'enervate,' Dumbledore loosened the ropes and proceeded to tear them. James feebly stirred, so Dumbledore shook him, not too roughly," James" said Dumbledore, "what happened?!" "Dumbledore," questioned James confusedly then suddenly, shot straight up, "LILY!" he cried." Dumbledore," he turned back to the purple robed man," You-know-who was here attacked us!" Dumbledore needed no more explanation. Gesturing for James to follow him, they sprinted up the stairs to the kid's room to find the door blasted open.

Running into the room, they found Lily collapsed on the floor in front of Jayden, Harry slumped in-between the bed and the floor, and Jayden wailing his head off. "LILY!" James yelled, running to aid his wife. Dumbledore took in the scene more carefully, checking for traces of magic. There was a little on Harry, but when Dumbledore went on to check his magical ore, he was astonished. It was small; it seemed Harry had magical core just above a squib! Jayden, on the other hand, had large traces of magic on him, with an average magical core. When Dumbledore looked up at the ceiling, he jumped back in surprise!

It was creaking and groaning as vines of magic wrapped around it, trying to support it. Dumbledore quickly used a few spells to sustain and repair the roof. Looking at Jayden in awe, Dumbledore saw a cut on his cheek. Moving closer he found a scar, shaped to the letter V. This was it! Jayden must be the boy! Hearing a groan and a shout of happiness behind him, Dumbledore turned to see Lily sitting up, rubbing her head, as James held her in a suffocating hug. So, Voldemort had kept them alive, why? "Oh, Lily, I was so worried!" said James, trying to brush away a few tears. "James, I'm ok, but, what about the kids?!" she said, suddenly startled into jumping to her feet.

"Relax, my dear girl," Dumbledore said soothingly, "Harry and Jayden are just fine." Lily looked at him, confused," Wait, they are?", "Yes, but I've found something you'll find intriguing." Dumbledore turned to Jayden and picked him up. "May I present to you, Jayden the boy-who-lived!". Lily and James looked at Dumbledore in shock. Then, they both rushed forward to embrace Jayden. "Oh, my little boy saved his bro from you-know-who," she started sobbing and held James and Jayden, worried they would both disappear in a second if she wasn't holding onto them.

And that's how Harry woke up. He looked on sadly. Didn't his mommy want to see if he was ok? Harry struggled to his feet, but fell down with a cry. His mother and father didn't even notice him. Harry used the bed to hold himself up, his legs shacking under the strain. He tried to walk over to his mom, dad, and brother, but fell to his knees. He felt so sleepy, so very sleepy. "Mummy?" he whispered, Lily turned to see her elder son on his knees, his hands and knees scratched severally, and his little green eyes filled with questioning sadness. 'We didn't even check to see if he was ok' thought Lily, horrified.

Lily picked up Harry and exhaled in relief to see that he was just unconscious. Dumbledore entered the room casted few spells in the room."They are fine. It

seems that Voldemort was destroyed, I can only sense a small amount of his energy." He said as he made his way over to the twins. "Where's James?" Lily asked. "I sent James to St. Mungo's. When I found him he was partially through your kitchen wall as for the children, that it seems that Jayden's magical core is similar to that of an average wizard." Dumbledore said. "And Harry?" Lily asked. Dumbledore was silent for a moment. "Young Harry, I 'm afraid, has a very different condition. Physically he is fine, but his core seems to have shrunk." Dumbledore explained, causing Lily to gasp in shock. "Will he be okay?" She asked. "I believe Voldemort, in his final moments, tried to steal Harry's magic in order to protect himself. It seems that whatever Jayden did stopped that, as they stopped Voldemort. I believe he will be fine, but he will never be as strong as his siblings. His core just above a squib level." Dumbledore said.

What had happened was that when Voldemort gave Lily the option to move aside, she chose to protect her children. Magic, being the ever living being it is, used closest magical core that was Hadrian's. Using the boys core, magic stopped the curses and shoot the overpowered, and unstable, killing curse back at the dark lord. The excess energy from the explosion flew through the air and into the open wounds that rubble from the falling roof caused. The wounds were sealed shut, but remained visable due to what little magic that remained from the dark lord rushing towards Hadrian inside his lihtening bolt scar.