AU Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone

[Erosaf]

Summary:

What if Voldemort was good, Harry's parents were still alive, and Dumbledore was the bad guy? can things ever be right in the Wizarding world? And what happens when we find out that everyone's favourite muggleborn is not muggleborn at all?

I'll be taking the real books and changing them to fit what I said above. Oh the chaos this will make.
NOTE feel free to comment in the thread if there is anything you wanna suggest or point out.

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Chapter 1 ~ Being hunted
Voldemort POV

He knew as he walked up the path towards the Potter house that things were not going to be easy for the family there. Though he knew that neither James nor Lily was a Death Eater, or in other words, one of Dumbledore's followers, things were going to get messy for them. One of his own followers, a Severus Snape, teacher at Hogwarts and a freind from school of James' had heard the headmaster planning something to do with the Potters. 

Something he knew that would not be anything good. He hated the idea of young Harry going to Hogwarts to study under Dumbledore, but he knew that Severus would watch out for the boy, should things go bad between him and Dumbledore in the near future. Never would he want to see those wonderful people attacked just because they knew him.

With that in mind he knocked on the door.

Messy haired and tall, James Potter answered the door. "Oh, hello Voldemort, come on in."

"Are Lily and Harry home?" he asked, entering the house. He never liked his freinds calling him Tom Riddle these days. That name was a thingof the past for him, he knew all about his own parentage. A muggle father, and a pureblood Squib for a mother. Whereas James was completely pureblood as was Lily, his red haired wife. Lily was no Squib though. 

"Yes, just out the back," James replied. 

"Well I better just talk to you and Lily then. Sadly, I'm not here for a pleasent reason. Might let Hermione go and play then with Harry. They'll like that." 

The young brown haired girl moved towards the back of the house.

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Was not long before Lily came in to them. She was pretty, that much was clear. Wavy
red hair and pretty green eyes.

"Nice to see you around here again, Voldemort," she said, hugging him. "We don't get to see you or Hermione very often."

"I know, but after Ashleigh died, I've been busy looking after Hermione. Can't be everywhere t once you know," Voldemort replied. 

"So, how come you've come here this time?" James asked. They were all siting in the lounge room now. It was the place they often talked about things while their children, who were each five years old played outside in the back yard.

"Severus has heard some things that concern the three of you, I am afraid. They are not good things either. Apparently Dumbledore feels that Harry might be a threat to him, though I can't see how."

"What? Our Harry, a threat to that dark wizard?" Lily exclaimed. 

"I am not sure how he deluded himself into saying such a thing around Severus. All I can say is that the three of you are going to have to be careful at the moment."

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Chapter 2 – Attacked at Night
Lily POV

I knew that we had to be on our guard at the moment. Voldemort had heard nothing more about Dumbledores' plans and that was a worry. How were we going to protect ourselves if he came without us having any warning beforehand? He was strong and we all knew that, but Voldemort was as strong as him. It was good when he and Hermione came to spend some time with us during the day. It gave me some peace from having Harry annoying me.

If Severus heard nothing more, well, then we were going to be in trouble should Dumbledore come unexpected. Severus had a dangerous job though, spying on Dumbledore while pretending to be the Potions professor.

Hogwarts though would eventually send out a letter to Harry, and I knew that he had to go when the day came. Harry and Hermione were becoming such good friends, and though she was no pure blood witch, though I cared not, I knew that one day they might grow to be more than friends. When that time came though, I had no doubt that Hermione would be a very pretty girl.

I smiled though as I headed into the house for the night. James would be coming home soon, after having another argument about building our own Quidditch Pitch out in the backyard with the Ministry of Magic. I sighed though, as I moved into the small kitchen we had and started getting things ready for dinner. Magic was so useful at times, and everything I had to do, I could do just by waving my wand.

“When's daddy coming home?” harry asked, coming into the kitchen.

“He'll be home soon, Harry.” At least if anything happened to us, Harry would be safe. Voldemort knew that if James and I died somehow, that Harry was to go to live with my sister, Petunia, her son Dudley, and Muggle husband, Vernon. We were on good terms at the moment, so Harry would be safe there. At least that was what James and I wanted at the moment for our boy.

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We'd just put Harry to bed, when James saw someone coming up the path near the garden. I looked at the time... 10pm? Who would want to visit us at this hour of the night? It was not natural even for our type of people. Then James looked at me as the front door opened, at the word: “Alohomora!”

It was not one of our friends.

“Lily, get Harry and send that Patronus of yours to tell the others we're being attacked. I'll stall him for what time I can.”

“Be careful,” I muttered, kissing him gently. Then I hurried up the stairs, towards Harry's room. Entering, I thought of a happy memory and waving my wand, in a soft voice I spoke once, “Expecto patronum!” The silver doe rushed from the room as I picked Harry up from his bed.

“Avada Kedava!” shouted a voice and it was not my James... I heard someone fall to the ground... and I knew James was gone.

I was glad in a way that my Patronus had gotten away before that. Then the door opened and I turned side on, blocking Harry from view. He seemed to know something was going on and was staying quiet.

“Move out of the way, girl,” Dumbledore spoke.

“No.”

We argued for a bit, but I ended up screaming at him. “Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”

“Stand aside, you silly girl... stand aside, now...”

“Not harry, please no, take me, kill me instead...”

“Stand aside, you silly girl... stand aside, now...”

“Not Harry! Please … have mercy … have mercy...”

He seemed to tire of this because the wand raised, this time pointing at me. “I will kill you, but there is nothing staying in the way for him not to die as well... Lily Potter.” He paused... “Avada Kevada!” A green jet of light flew from the wand striking me in the chest.

I knew no more..

[Michelle Mackenzie (Admin)]

*Claps*
Thats really good.
Well done.

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Chapter 3 – To live with one's aunt and uncle

Harry POV

It had bee a while, he knew as he moved with Hermione and Voldemort along the road called Privet Drive. His aunt and uncle though knew that he was coming to stay with them for a while. If there had been somewhere else he could go, he would have. But no, living with the Dursleys would be different, but he knew that they loved him.

Aunt Petunia had been distraught to hear of her sister's death, and had instantly said she'd take Harry in. She knew that Dudly would like having a brother, though she knew they were only cousins. Harry and Dudley already got along, so there would be nothing to worry about in that department. Dudley seemed to be overjoyed that his cousin was coming to live with them, he would not stop asking when Harry would be arriving. She herself was a pure blooded witch, like her sister.

Vernon on the other hand, a Muggle, was a little skeptical about what had happened. He thought it was very fishy that Petunia's family had been killed off the way they were, with only Harry left alive after it all. Still somehow one of the other wizards had come and explained everything to him, including about the whole war that had finally ended now that Dumbledore seemed to be gone from the world. How though things were going to ever work out for them though, Harry did not know. He kenw that Uncle Vernon did not like him that much.

Voldemort sighed as he paused outside the front door. "You ready Harry?" He looked down at the black haired boy.

"I'll be fine. We;ll all get along eventually."

"Just remember you can always send any of us an owl if you need us." Harry nodded and Voldemort raised his hand and knocked on the door. It was not long before a small boy peered out through acracked open front door.

"Harry!" Dudly exclaimed, opening the door up. "About time you got here, cousin."

Harry smiled wryly. Dudly was the same ignorant boy as always. It was clear that he did not know what had happened to Harry's parents. not that anyone planned on telling the other kid. Harry knew because he'd been there. The only mark that remained from that night was the odd lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. No one really understood how that had come to be there.

"Ah, Tom, on time as usual, aren't you? Come on in," Petunia Dursley said, coming around the corner from the living room. She turned her head for a moment and called, "Vernon, Harry's here."

They all heard the disatisfied grunt that came from the man that Petunia loved. She shrugged though, beckoning them inside happily. "It's good to see you all again. Why don't the kids all go play upstairs while we talk?"

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"Hermione, time to go," Tom called up the stairs. The brown haired girl sighed.

"See you later, Harry, Dudley." She hugged Harry. "I'll come visit again when I can, okay?"

"See you later, Hermione," Harry replied.

All three kids moved down the stairs one after the other, mindful of the annoyed Vernon in one of the other rooms. They knew that he hated noisy children a lot. Said they distracted him too much.

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SIX YEARS LATER

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A couple of letters arrived in the mail, sortly before September was due to begin.

Harry's was addressed:

Mr. H. Potter
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey

Quickly he pulled out the letter inside, noticing that Dudley had the same letter, as he had.

HOWGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Tom Riddle

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Gradn Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, Internation Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Severus Snape
Deputy Headmaster

Harry looked up at his aunt, who seemed to be smiling at both of them. "Looks like the three of us need to head to Diagon Alley then. Though this time, its to get you two the things you'll need."

[Michelle Mackenzie (Admin)]

YAY, very good!