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Summary: Lily and James don't die that October night in 1981. Instead, they live on in Godric's Hollow and have three more children after Harry. Now, eight years later, when Dudley Dursley and his little sister Diana Dursley show signs of magic, they are disowned by their parents. Will the Potters take them in? This is my version of what could have happened. (There are inconsistencies with what is showed concerning the Potters' death in Deathly Hallows, because I started this story before DH came out, so please forgive me any mistakes you find irking).
Chapter One: A twist in fate
When Dumbledore had informed the Potters eight years ago that someone very close to them was working for Voldemort, and it would be prudent to use the newly created Fidelius Charm and go into hiding, James and Lily Potter along with their nine month old son Harry, made their closest family friend, Sirius Black, their secret keeper, and lived quite happily, feeling for sure that with Sirius as their secret keeper, nothing could happen to them. Then one day, a few months after Harry's first birthday, Sirius came over to Godric's Hollow, worry written all over his face. He told James and Lily that he felt he was too easy of a choice for the secret keeper position. Everyone knew Sirius was James's closest friend, and would expect him to be the secret keeper. Voldemort was no exception. What if Voldemort kidnapped him and forced him to tell the Potters' location? Sirius would never tell willingly, but what if Voldemort used Imperius, Verituserum, or other methods?
James and Lily became worried also after Sirius ended his explanation. It made sense. Then Sirius said they should secretly change the secret keeper to Peter Pettigrew, their other friend, and also a fellow Marauder. James wasn't sure. He trusted Peter with all his heart, but'there was no one he trusted more that Sirius. When James suggested Remus, their third friend, Sirius disagreed. Ever since the war with Voldemort had begun, many werewolves had joined him. What was the proof that Remus didn't? Also, Remus had been very secretive lately and had rarely met with any of his friends. Was he in death eater meetings? James didn't believe Remus was a death eater, but he agreed for Sirius's sake. Lately, Sirius and Remus hadn't been getting along. What James didn't tell Sirius was that yesterday he had gone over to Remus's flat, and Remus had voiced doubts that Sirius was a death eater, because the entire Black family was. It hurt James a lot that both of his closest friends doubted each other. Didn't their seven years together at Hogwarts impact anything?
In the end, Sirius convinced James and Lily to switch to Peter and the very next day, it was done, all very secretly. No one was told about the exchange, not even Remus and Dumbledore. Then a few days later, on Halloween, Sirius went over to check on Peter. He often did, to make sure he was safe and that Voldemort hadn't kidnapped him or anything. This time though, things seemed strange. Peter's two room cottage was in disarray. Everything was thrown about and it looked as if he was in a hurry to go somewhere. Sirius immediately got back on his motorbike and went to Godric's Hollow to tell the Potters that Peter had gone somewhere. When he got there though, he received the shock of his lifetime. Voldemort had just blasted the door open and was walking inside. Swearing underneath his breath and not wasting a minute, Sirius leaped towards the doorway and quietly hid in the front closet. James and Voldemort were battling, and he watched with wide angered eyes. That rat Peter! How dare he? After he somehow saved James and Lily, he was going after Peter. But how would he save them? The fireplace was in the den, and if he contacted Dumbledore through floo, everything would end, but between the den and the front closet, there was the living room, where Voldemort and James were still battling. There would be no way he could get past Voldemort unnoticed. If only he had the invisibility cloak! Sirius knew he couldn't risk being seen by Voldemort, because he was the Potter's only hope now.
"Seems like it's now all over, Potter," hissed Voldemort with a pleased smile on his face. He held James's wand. James glared at him and refused to show his fear. He was a Gryffindor and would die like one.
"You'll never win, Tom," he sneered, "One day, Dumbledore will kill you!"
"DON'T use my hated muggle father's name!" snarled Voldemort, "You foolish boy, don't you realize even now that no one can beat me? I will be the strongest sorcerer in the world! Now bow down to me and ask for mercy, and I may spare you!"
"Never!" shouted James, "I will never bow down to you'Tom Riddle!"
"How dare you," whispered Voldemort with red bloodshot eyes, "You leave me with no choice then. I will kill you, Potter, and then your stupid Mudblood wife!" Voldemort raised his wand and muttered, "Avada'"
Sirius wasted no time. Right before Voldemort finished the curse, he whispered, "Fio Somniculosus!" and pointed his wand at James. It was a new spell Dumbledore had invented only one month ago. No one knew about it except The Order of the Phoenix. The purpose of the spell was to make the person hit asleep for two to three hours, and had proved useful thrice in previous battles with death eaters.
Now, a second before the green light of the killing curse reached him, James slumped to the floor, unconscious. Voldemort, thinking he had killed James, let out a loud cackle and started climbing the stairs to the nursery, where Lily Potter and baby Harry were seeking refuge.
Lily heard Voldemort's evil cackle and felt tears prick her eyes. James was dead, and even if she survived, there would be a huge hole in her life. If only she could somehow escape with Harry'
Sirius quietly ran up the stairs after Voldemort entered the nursery and hid right outside the door, not making a noise. He heard Voldemort arguing with Lily.
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl... stand aside, now..."
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead!"
"I said stand aside, filthy little Mudblood!"
"Not Harry! Please... have mercy... have mercy..."
Sirius did the same to Lily as he had done to James, and she too slumped to the floor. Cackling again, Voldemort stepped over her body and looked at Harry.
"So, Baby Harry Potter'we meet face to face!" sneered Voldemort, "You'll bring about my downfall? Not if I can help it! Avada Kedavra!
Before Sirius could save Harry like he had his parents, Voldemort had shouted the curse and it hit baby Harry square in the forehead. "No!" whispered Sirius to himself, horrified, "Not my little Godson'"
But then, something strange happened. The spell rebounded and hit Voldemort in the chest. He let out a horrible scream and slumped to the floor, mysteriously turning into dust and leaving his black robes behind. Baby Harry sat in his crib giggling. "Pafoo!" he cried gleefully, spotting Sirius. Sirius immediately ran into the room and hugged his godson. Then he noticed a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. "Strange," he murmured.
And thus, Lily and James Potter survived that horrible night, and Harry Potter, a mere baby, became the boy who lived. When Hagrid came to collect Baby Harry on Dumbledore's orders, he found, much to his astonishment, both Lily and James alive, and Harry gurgling happily in the arms of his worried parents. Dumbledore was intrigued about the spell rebounded on Voldemort, but deemed it safe enough for Lily and James to live without the Fidelius Charm since he was gone. The cottage, in permanent ruins because of Voldemort's attack, made living in it out of the question, so the Potters moved into the Potter ancestral manor, which had previously been much too big for only two adults and a baby to live in. However, considering the circumstances, James, Lily, and small Harry went to live in Potter's Place, deciding that buying another smaller cottage would be a waste. Morever, the Potter Manor had protective charms similar to those around Hogwarts, and it was an ideal safe place to raise children in.
Sirius and Remus apologized and forgave each other for thinking the other was a death eater and all was well between the three friends again. Now Peter Pettigrew on the other hand, received a life sentence in Azkaban on the trial given to him a week later. His words, "Save me James! I didn't mean to! The Dark Lord forced me! Please! Please don't let them send me to Azkaban!" didn't make an affect on anyone.
When Voldemort had attacked the Potter house, Lily had been pregnant six months, and three months later, she gave birth to a baby girl they named Annabelle Lily Potter, Anne for short. Remus was named godfather to Anne. Anne had bright red hair like her mother and hazel eyes like her father.
Two days after Anne's first birthday, Lily received devastating news that her parents, William and Audrey Evans, were killed in a car accident. Causing her grief to increase, Petunia sent a hateful letter three days later in which she blamed their parents' deaths on Lily's 'freakishness'. It was a very hurtful letter, especially since no magic was involved in their deaths.
When Harry was three years old and Anne was two, Lily had twins: one boy and one girl. The boy they named William Henry Potter after Lily's and James's fathers and the girl they named Emmeline Audrey Potter, after their mothers. Will had red hair and hazel eyes like Anne and Emma had black hair and hazel eyes like her dad, James. Harry was the only one in the family who inherited Lily's bright emerald eyes. And thus, the Potter family was complete, and now, the real story starts.
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Chapter Two: Dudley Dursley of #4 Privet Drive
Dudley Dursley, age nine, sighed with pleasure as he licked his large five scooped Rocky Road ice cream, walking home from the park with his mother, Petunia Evans Dursley, his eight year old sister Diana, five year old brother Duncan, and three year old sister Delilah. All the kids were sporting big ice cream cones, because Petunia had taken them to Silly Scoops, the local ice cream parlor, on the way back.
Life was good to Dudley. Spoiled rotten to the core, he and his siblings were bought the most expensive clothes, toys, and anything they wanted. In school, Stonewall Elementary, Dudley was the unofficial chieftain and everyone did what he wanted, or else they would have to answer to his fists. He and his best friend, Piers Polkiss, did whatever they pleased and no one questioned them, not even the teachers.
In looks, Dudley wasn't much. He had a large pink face, not much neck, small watery blue eyes, and thick blond hair that lay smoothly on his neck. Only nine years old, he was already 130 pounds and wore adult sized clothes. His mother Petunia was a blonde, bony woman with a rather horsey face and a long neck which she used to spy on neighbors. Her eyes were large and pale, quite unlike her sister Lily's bright emerald eyes. Vernon Dursley, Dudley's father, looked a lot like Dudley, with smooth blond hair, a fat face, three chins, and not much neck. His eyes were beady and sharp.
Diana Dursley was a very sweet kind girl, quite unlike her siblings, or even her parents. She had silky shiny shoulder length blonde hair and big bright crystal blue eyes. She was the prettiest girl in her class, quite smart, and had a ring of friends around her. Dudley, although not stupid, didn't try at all in school so always received straight Ds and Cs. He even got some Cs because he always bullied the weaker kids in school to do his homework for him. Duncan, although only in kindergarten, was already on his way to becoming another Dudley, meaning he was spoiled, snobby, selfish, and mean. Delilah, only a three year old toddler, obviously didn't go to school yet, but everyone could tell she already had her parents around her little finger and was the most spoiled child of the lot. Duncan looked like Dudley and Delilah like Diana.
As for Vernon and Petunia, they encouraged meanness in their children, because they believed it created strength, individuality, and an ability to stand up for themselves. Also, they never yelled at them when they got bad grades, because they believed grades created jealousy and unrest in children and therefore don't really count except to pass by. And thus, the 4 Ds, as the Dursley children were called in the neighborhood, thrived with their parents' attention and grew more spoiled by the day, except Diana that is.
That night, the family was having extra cheesy sausage pizza, and Dudley, who already had eight slices, was reaching for the last one, when Duncan swatted him on the arm.
"You already had eight, fatty! I only had five! This is mine!" yelled Duncan, although he was sitting only opposite of Dudley.
"Not if I can help it!" yelled Dudley back. As Duncan reached for the pizza slice, it zoomed magically into Dudley's awaiting hand, shocking him so much that he dropped it. Everyone was silent, with wide open mouths. What had happened?
"It…it was probably the wind," stated Petunia, laughing weekly. She got up and shut the window, even though the night air was still and silent.
"Mummy, I'll help you with the dishes," offered Diana, after dinner was over. Petunia looked at her and smiled.
"No pumpkin, you just run along and go play with your dolls," she said warmly.
"It's alright," said Diana cheerfully. Petunia frowned. She didn't like politeness in a child and felt Diana was a downright softie.
"Fine then, if you insist," she said, turning back to the dishes. Humming to herself, Diana happily stacked the plates and bowls on top of each other, making a pile higher than her. Suddenly, one of them wobbled dangerously and Petunia gasped.
"Careful Di, you'll drop them, and they were a wedding gift from your Aunt Marge!" but she was too late. The dishes were about to crash onto the floor when Diana screamed, "Stop!"
As if hearing her command, the dishes flew smoothly into the air and landed neatly into the sink. Petunia gasped again and nearly fainted. Diana had her mouth open and stuttered.
"I…I didn't mean too. I…I don't know what happened!" Diana knew how her mother felt about abnormality. With a sob, she ran out of the kitchen and upstairs to her room.
That night, Petunia addressed a letter to her sister, for the first time since nine years. With an angry frown and bitterness in her manner, she folded the letter and put it into an envelope. Then she wrote the address, glaring at each word.
To: Mrs. Lily Potter
The Potter Manor
121 Godric's Hollow
Glen St. Gryffindor, England
Before falling asleep, Petunia set the envelope on the bedside next to her. Then her thoughts turned unwillingly to the hated sister she hadn't seen for 10 years. Anger and bitterness filled her at the thought of Lily. When her parents had been alive, it had always been Lily this and Lily that: sweet Lily, innocent Lily, honest Lily, beautiful Lily, smart Lily. Lily! Lily! Lily! Just thinking about that name sent resentment down her back.
"I can't have more freaks in this house. I just can't!" thought Petunia with tears in her eyes, when she pictured Dudley and Diana, her freak children. She remembered how she much she had hated it when Lily had brought over her freak friends during summer vacation from Hogwarts: Alice Prewitt, Harriet Potter, Nan Vance, and Serena Takahashi. They weren't particularly nasty or anything, but they were so stuck up and acted all high class, never talking to her and always staring at her when she wasn't looking. In reality though, they were only scared of her.
Petunia remembered how proud her parents were when Lily was made a Prefect in her fifth year and then Head Girl in her seventh. In Stonewall High, Petunia hadn't even been close to being put on the A list, let alone being made prefect and head girl. Each year Lily had been in Hogwarts, Petunia had grown more and more bitter, and had been the happiest when she had married that Potter boy and went to live in the freak world with all her freak friends.
Now, Dudley and Diana, her own children, were freaks. In two more years, Dudley would get a letter from Hogwarts and then…No! She couldn't deal with all that over again! When Petunia had married Vernon, she thought she had escaped everything, and the past 11 years had been the happiest years of her life. Now, Dudley and Diana would ruin everything; maybe even contaminate Duncan and Delilah later on. Who knew if magic was contagious? No! She couldn't risk it! Children or not, she couldn't stand freakishness anymore! Anyway, she still had Duncan and Delilah. They weren't freaks, and she would make sure they never would be. She hadn't been careful enough in Dudley and Diana's case, and was now suffering for it. She would not make that mistake again. Dudley and Diana had to go.
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