Summary: Rose Dorea Potter and James Charlus Potter, the Potter Twins, were born on the night of July 31st, 1980, as "The Seventh Month Dies". A year later, Voldemort attacked them and died, with Dumbledore proclaiming James the Boy Who Lived. But unknown to the rest of the Wizarding World, that would be a mistake.

Warning: Dumbledore Bashing(He won't be a full villain, just manipulative), Weasley(Molly, Ron, and maybe Percy) Bashing, A bit of "Wizarding World Bashing" and Child Neglect, along with Femslash, Harem, and some Violence.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the Harry Potter/Wizarding World characters, books, or the movies. Which is good, because I would make it much less child-friendly.

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"Normal Speech."/"Whisper."/"Yelling!"/"Parseltongue."/

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Prologue

The morning of August 1st was like almost any other day for the Leader of the Light Grand Sorcerer Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Order of Merlin (first class), Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot. Dressed in a pair of dark purple robes with green flames at the base, most people might mistake him for a muggle dressed up in costume. But no, in fact, this was a man who had battled two Dark Lords in the last 35 years. And now, with a cup of tea in one hand and the Elder Wand in the other...he contemplated the events of the night before.

One of his favorite young students, James Potter and Lily Evans, had gotten married two years prior and it had been a joyous day. But, the night before he had seen them far happier than that day by far. He had arrived somewhat late but was shocked to find two children in the arms of the Potters. Twins. A very respected and worshipped thing in the Wizarding World. The number two means Harmony...Balance...and Love. And of course, there was so much of that in the room. He had run a magical diagnostic on the children, learning that each had the potential for so much magic. James would easily be above other wizards...on the level of a mage or perhaps even a sorcerer if he strived for it. Rose, one the other hand had a slightly higher score...putting her at already above a child five times her age. She could well become a Grand Sorcerer herself. But, it wasn't that uncommon...girls tended to mature faster than boys but boys would usually continue on developing longer. Between the two of them, she had been born first...by a whole two minutes according to James. Both were loved and cooed over by James and Lily, who he believed would be amazing parents.

Albus Dumbledore was stumped, to say the least. Two of the most powerful children he had seen in years, and they were twins. When Trelawney had told him that a child was to be born to rival the Dark Lord...he had assumed it would be the Potter's, but with two of them, he was suspecting the Longbottom's son would be the key. But, he would place both families under protection, to keep them safe. He just couldn't shake this feeling...like he should have questioned something. No matter, it wasn't really important.

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I'll leave it there for now. I would like to mention that the "Something" was the Two Minutes.

Rose was born at 11:59 pm. James was born at 12:01 am.