AN: Hi guys. This is my first fanfiction that I have put on the internet, but it is NOT my first fanfiction. I love reviews and constructive critcism, but please no flamers. Please enjoy the fanfiction and I will post more!

Disclaimer: I have NO own of Harry Potter what so ever. I only own my OC Benjamin Potter.

Pregnant Lily Potter was in St. Mungo's Hospital on July 31st 1980. She was about to give birth to two twin boys. It was 11:57 pm when the first cry was heard in the room in which Lily Potter was in. Her first child looked like a boy version of herself however with James's eyes. Her second son was born 2 minutes after that at 11:59 pm. The second boy was the opposite of the first. He was an exact copy of James however he had her emerald coloured eyes. A nurse cleaned them up and placed them in her arms.

"So what will their names be?" the nurse asked Lily.

"This one will be named Benjamin James Potter." Lily told the nurse pointing to her eldest son. "This one will be named Harry Severus Potter." and she pointed to her youngest. Lily knew that if James was present he would not have approved of Harry's middle name. There was some unfinished enmity between James Potter and Severus Snape. However, Lily felt as if she should honour her first friend.

The next morning Lily Potter walked out of her hospital room and handed Benjamin to her husband. She told James the names of their two sons and as she predicted he did not approve of Harry's middle name. He practically growled when she told him. She ignored him and asked the man next to James, "Sirius will you be Benjamin's godfather? Remus will you be Harry's?"

"Of course!" Sirius answered like an excited puppy.

"It would be my pleasure." Remus responded happily.

Lily separated Remus from the others and told him, "Remus I hope it would be okay with you if I also ask Severus to be Harry's godfather." There was no crestfallen or downcast look on Remus's face, instead there was a look of understanding.

"Of course it's okay Lily. Severus deserves to be Harry's godfather as much as I do." Remus told her putting her hand on her shoulder. "Just do what you think is right. James will understand." Remus hugged her and then they walked by to James and Sirius. The four of them walked out of St. Mungo's, Sirius holding Benjamin and Remus holding Harry while James had his arm wrapped protectively around Lily. They apparated to Potter Manor and started to decorate the nursery. Lily used the Levitation Charm to levitate paintbrushes and painted the walls of the nursery soft baby blue. James, as he was skilled at Transfiguration, was transfiguring objects into a crib, stuffed animals, a bookshelf and children's toys. Sirius and Remus helped out when needed, but they mainly took care of the twins. Eventually the nursery was finished and Sirius and Remus returned to Black Manor. James and Lily placed the sleeping children in their new crib and they went to eat lunch.

For the next 15 months everything was normal besides the fact that they were in hiding from Lord Voldemort. Little did they know that there would be one day that their whole life would change. However for better or for worse was unknown.

It was October 31st 1981, Halloween night. The Dark Lord, Voldemort, was walking down a street in Godric's Hollow during the dead of the night. 'Of course.' the Dark Lord scoffed. 'They have to live where that infernal Gryffindor did.' Of course being Halloween nobody thought his pale white skin, snake-like face, and ruby eyes were real. They believed it was just a decoration. Someone even told him he had a "cool costume." Stupid Muggles.

He had decided to kill off the three potential boys of the so called prophecy predicting his downfall. He knew that the prophecy wasn't true because after all he is the Dark Lord, but still, one cannot be too cautious of a prophecy. The prophecy predicted a boy who was born as the seventh month dies would over through him which could only be Neville Longbottom, Alice and Frank Longbottom's brat, and Benjamin Potter or Harry Potter, Lily and James Potter's precious twins. He made his way to Potter Manor, stepping through the threshold with a hungry glint in his gleaming red eyes. He looked around the main floor and cursed. 'Stupid Wormtail!' he thought angrily. 'He told me that the Potters would be here tonight. Might as well kill that babysitter instead.' "AVADA KEDAVRA!" was shouted and the twenty-something year old girl dropped dead on the floor.

He strutted into the nursery twirling his wand with his fingers deciding if he should torture the boys then kill them or just kill them. In the end he decided to kill them swiftly so he could leave and bask in his glory. The dark wizard looked at the crib positioned in front of the baby blue walls and laughed maliciously. 'This is going to be fun.' he thought. He saw the twins in the crib immediately. One had red hair and hazel eyes. That was Benjamin, who was bawling his little lungs out. The other one though had black hair and green saucer shaped eyes staring up at him. He didn't look or seem sad, just curious and filled with anger. He stepped in front of his older brother as if to protect him. Voldemort laughed and told him, "That's not going to help. You're just going to die first, little Harry." He pointed his wand and yelled "AVADA KEDAVRA!" once more. However this time was different. Young Harry Potter had achieved what all other wizards failed at. He had somehow reflected the Unforgivable Curse and hurled it straight back at Voldemort, killing the Dark Lord once and for all, or so it seemed. Although, little Harry did not leave unscathed. Upon his forehead was a thin lightning shaped scar and his magical core was drained causing him to faint. Benjamin did not go unscathed either. However the S-shaped scar that lay upon his hand was a cause of falling debris from the ceiling.

Half an hour later, James and Lily Potter arrived back at Potter Manor to find the babysitter dead and the nursery in ruins. They rushed into the room and saw Benjamin crying while Harry was lying in the crib barely moving. They first went to Harry, but in seeing that he was fine they went to look at Benjamin. Upon Benjamin's hand they saw the S-shaped scar on his hand and believed it to be a result of Lord Voldemort's killing curse. However, the Potters could not be sure, and they were not sure until Albus Dumbledore flooed into their house. The old man examined both twins and proclaimed Benjamin Potter, the 15-month old baby boy, to be the Boy-Who-Lived once he saw the bloody cut upon his hand. The boy who had supposedly rid the world of Lord Voldemort forever.

If Dumbledore had bothered to look closely enough, he would have noticed that young Harry also had a scar. Also, if he had used his magic – he was a wizard after all - he would have realized that Harry's scar, unlike Benjamin's, was radiating Dark Magic. He would have also realized that Harry's magical core was drained while Benjamin's was nearly full. However, Albus Dumbledore had not noticed that. He, the most powerful wizard, the Leader of the Light Side, the Grand Sorcerer, the Supreme Mugwump, the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, had not noticed that he had chosen the wrong child to be the savior of the Wizarding World. Of course, many people make mistakes, it's just part of human nature. Or in this case wizard nature. Though nobody has made this big of a mistake. How would the Wizarding World survive if all of their faith was put into the wrong person? How would the other Potter child fare while his brother basked in the spotlight? The Wizarding World would eventually find out. All because he, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, had made his first mistake.