October 31st 1980,
The night was quiet; the children were sleeping quietly in their cribs when suddenly the door was blasted off its hinges. A pretty girl of about 18 stood with her arms outstretched.
“No…I won’t let you have them.”
Voldemort smirked. Really. This little girl was nothing to him. One swish of his wand, a flare of green light and she was gone. Her body fell like a puppet whose strings had been cut. He then turned his attention to the children. They were both sleeping side by side, and they were identical so it was impossible to tell which one would be the child of prophecy.
Might as well not leave any open chances, it was best to kill both of them. However just as Voldemort raised his wand to do the deed, he noticed that one child had opened his eyes. Voldemort stared at the emerald green eyes, and he could feel this child’s magic. It called to him, and he could sense that this would be a powerful child one day.
Shaking his head, he raised his wand and pointed it at the child.
The green light rushed towards the child, and for one split second Voldemort smirked. He’d done it…after his followers took care of the Longbottoms then that would be the end of every prophecy child and would leave him the strongest.
However the smirk soon left his face. A shimmering gold shield popped up, blocking the curse and rebounding it back towards him. He had no time to block and the curse hit him and with a scream he knew no more. The following explosion blew up the house, causing debris to fall and strike the other twin who started crying. The other twin overcome with magical fatigue and the pain caused by a scar on his forehead fell down next to his twin, and fell into a deep sleep.
Order Headquarters, same night,
“Are you sure we did the right thing James?” This question came from a pretty red haired, green-eyed beauty by the name of Lily Potter.
“It’s fine Lils. Harry and Aiden will be fine.” James Potter put his arm around his wife’s shoulder’s leaning in close to whisper in her ear. “Come on…who knows what kind of mischief we can get into…”
“James!” She blushed, but smiled and leaned into her husband’s embrace. James opened the door to headquarters and a dark haired, handsome gentleman met them by the name of Sirius Black.
“JAMES! I thought you would never get here.” Sirius closed his eyes and gave a deep theatrical sigh, “I think I might die from all this seriousness…no one knows how to appreciate a good joke.”
James laughed and then grinned, “What’d you do?”
Sirius was about to speak but was cut off by a yell.
They all turned around, and Lily had to hold in a laugh. Remus Lupin was…well he was looking very interesting. Sirius had charmed his hair to be so long that it fell to the ground, coupled with a hair-curling spell, and then it was a hot pink. It didn’t stop there though; as Sirius had given Remus a new pair of robes that were purple and flashed pink hearts on them. James wasn’t so successful and had to grab onto Sirius, as they were laughing so hard.
“Geez Moony…what did you do to deserve this?”
Remus frowned and crossed his arms, but with the way he looked only served to make both James and Sirius laugh harder. Remus got this glint in his eyes, he smirked then under his breath said a spell that had both Sirius and James hoisted in the air and upside down.
Lily laughed and continued to walk to where the meeting would take place. Those three, but she wouldn’t have it any other way.
Out in the hall a staring contest was being held.
“Moony…come on man…”
“Aghh…Moony…it was just a joke.”
Remus shook his head, “not until Sirius changes me back.”
James slapped Sirius on the back. “Pads…change him back.”
Sirius grumbled, but got out his wand and soon Remus was back to his old self, robes included. He smiled and said the counter curse, causing James and Sirius to drop to the floor in a rather ungraceful manner.
They made their way to the meeting room, and James noticed that most everyone was here. Turning to his two friends he asked, “Where’s Peter?”
Remus shrugged, while Sirius frowned. Something didn’t feel right. However Dumbledore was calling the meeting to attention so he put the thought aside and went to sit next to James and Lily.
It was halfway through the meeting that both James and Lily felt the wards around their housebreak and a strong magical outlash.
Lily stood up in a flash and not caring that they were in the middle of a meeting shouted. “The twins!” She flashed out, leaving behind a bevy of unanswered questions.
“What was that?” Asked Sirius. He looked around and saw others with the same expression on their faces. Dumbledore however, looked concerned. “Frank and Alice…take Kingsley and Moody and check on your son.” They nodded and they flashed out. Dumbledore nodded at James, who along with Sirius and Remus flashed out back to Godric’s Hollow.
Arriving on the scene that had been their house Lily could barely do anything but stand in shock and cry. James came next to her and gathered her in her arms, and she just cried silently.
“Shh,” he whispered in her ears.
“Prongs…Lily-flower…” Sirius looked at the house in agony. There was no way that two babies could have survived that. Remus was just as in pain as Sirius was; thinking about two little black haired boys with the only way to tell them apart was through the eyes.
They stood that way, each one lost in their own despair when all of the sudden a cry rang out.
Lily pulled away from James’ arms and their eyes met.
They rushed to the broken down house, and up the stairs to the nursery. Sirius and Remus right behind them. Lily gasped when she saw the body. She tried not to let the tears show, but they came anyway. Kimberly was the daughter of their next-door neighbor, and she had just graduated from school with plans to attend Oxford in the fall.
The crying came again, this time more urgent. James moved the rubble and let out a sigh of relief. Both boys were lying side-by-side, with Harry curled around Aiden, whom was the one crying. He picked up Aiden and handed the boy to his mother. Lily cradled him close to her breast, noticing the cut on his shoulder.
James picked up Harry, who sensing his father was near turned and cuddled closer feeling safe in James’s arms. He frowned as he noticed a cut on Harry’s forehead in the shape of a lightening bolt.
“Well…I do believe that one of these children had done the impossible.”
Dumbledore spoke from the damaged doorway.
“What do you mean?” Sirius demanded.
Dumbledore simply glanced at the twins in their parent’s arms. “There is dark magic residue…that can only mean one thing. Voldemort has been defeated.”
Lily bit her lip, “if that’s true…which one was it?”
Dumbledore smiled, “seeing as Aiden has a scar on his shoulder, I can only believe that Aiden was the one who vanquished Voldemort. Aiden is the boy-who-lived.”
Lily looked down at Aiden then looked at Harry. “What about Harry?”
Dumbledore gave a sad smile. “Well, I believe that for the time being maybe it might be best if we give Harry…”
James snorted. He could see right through Dumbledore’s lie. Sirius frowned and crossed his arms, not liking where this was going. Remus himself gave off an aura of madness, in the same boat as James and Sirius.
Both Lily and Dumbledore turned to James. “No.”
“But,” Dumbledore protested. “How will Harry feel with Aiden getting all this special treatment?”
James gave a silent look to Lily to let him deal with this. “I stand firm in what I said. Harry stays with his family.”
Dumbledore inwardly sighed but could see the resolve in the eyes all around him. He might have lost the battle but he would have his way…one way or another. “Very well,” and with that Dumbledore turned and left.
“Take the boys to Madame Pomfrey, and make sure that Dumbledore doesn’t interfere.”
Sirius took Harry while Remus took Aiden, both men nodded and left for the Hogwarts infirmary. Lily was confused, and wanted to be with her babies but knew that James had something important to tell her.
James met her eyes. “I’m not sure Dumbledore was right.”
Confusion marked her eyes, and she wasn’t quite sure where he was going with this.
“Harry also had a scar.”
Lily gasped. So that’s what James meant. If both boys were marked with a scar then there was a chance that it could be either Harry or Aiden. “What are we going to do James?”
James closed his eyes before opening them. Lily could see a new determined expression in them, and knew that something had changed in her husband.
“I think it will be better if we stayed in hiding and tried to give the boys a normal childhood, and when the time comes…teach both boys together.”
Lily was in agreement. It was true that she wanted her children to have as normal a life as possible, and if this were the way to do that then she would agree in a heartbeat.
James placed his forehead on hers and for a few moments they just basked in the presence of each other.
“Let’s go…I want to hold my sons.”