The Wrong Conclusion {Drarry}

The-Boy-Who-Lived is...

No one's POV

About ten minutes after Tom had been hit with the spell, Sirius Black and Remes Lupin-Black had barged into the cottage to make sure everything was ok. They sensed something was wrong through their godparent bond with Harry, while Alex's godparents were Albus and McGonagall, though they weren't married. When they came in they were met with James on the floor just waking up and shattered door pierced everywhere and some messed up furniture. Sirius knelt down to help James while Remes went upstairs to check on Lily and the kids. When he got up there he was greeted by a similar sight but Alex was screaming and Harry was knocked out along with Lily. After a few seconds James came barging in.

"Lily!" He yelled in a panic, kneeling down in front of his wife and shaking her viciously. After a few failed attempts she finally woke up. She sat up and rubbed her eyes and looked at us confused before remembering what happened and instantly got up and turned around to check on her boys. Lily picked up Alex as her and James tried to calm him down, while Remes picked up Harry and stood next to Sirius.

Alex was always loud, he never stopped. You could hear him from almost a mile away. He loved attention, more than anything probably, whenever Lily was reading to Harry or James was showing him magic, Alex would always start to whine and cry for attention. It also wasn't any secret that he didn't like sharing, especially with Harry. He seemed to despise Harry, even if he was only one. He would take Harry's toys, pull his hair, push him, or take attention away from Harry.

Harry, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. He never whined, never fussed, hardly made any noise at all. He just... sat there silently. He also didn't like attention, he liked to play alone rather than with his parents or brother and would much rather look at a picture book then go play with the other kids that came over like the Weasley's. And while Alex didn't like Harry, Harry didn't really mind Alex. He never whined or fussed whenever Alex stole attention from Harry, and whenever Alex stole one of Harry's toys that he was playing with, he would just go play with something else.

"Which one defeated the dark lord?" Remes asked, looking at the Dark Lord's cloak that was laying on the ground.

"I don't know, we should call Dumbledore." James stated. Harry woke up a few seconds ago and was now reaching towards the Dark Lord's cloak and making quiet crying sounds for it, trying to get out of Remes arms so he could crawl over and cuddle into it. James and Lily didn't seem to notice as they were trying to comfort Alex who had just started to calm down, while Sirius and Remes were looking at each other with worry, but also gave each other a look saying they were thinking the same thing.

"I think it was Harry, he does have a scar on his forehead and is reaching for the Dark Lord's old cloak." Sirius stated.

"Alex also has a scar on his chin, a 'V' shaped one to be exact. We should still call Dumbledore so he can confirm whether it's Harry or not." James said again, this time with a little more attitude.

"Here," Lily said, passing Alex to Sirius, which Alex did not like. "Me and James are going to contact Dumbledore." Lily said as she and James left. When they came back Alex was crying again in Sirius's arms and Harry was snuggling with Voldemort's cloak in Remes arms. Instantly Lily took Alex away from Sirius, since Alex clearly didn't like being held by Sirius, and James came over and grabbed Harry.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, giving my son the Dark Lord's cloak?" James nearly yelled as he held Harry. Remes flinched slightly from the yelling, he hated being yelled at, having slight PTSD from getting bit by a werewolf and being discriminated for it in his household, always getting yelled at and hit. It was a long time ago yet it still caused memories. While James, Lily, and Dumbledore didn't notice Remes flinch, Sirius did, and answered James's question for his mate.

"Harry, for the first time me and Moony have witnessed, started to make small sniffling noises and crying noises as he reached for the cloak. The scene alone was heartbreaking, he didn't stop shedding tears until Moony gave him the cloak." Sirius stated, putting his arm around Remes in a protective manor. James glared at Remes before Dumbledore let out a fake cough noise to get everybody's attention.

"May I get a close up of the twins so I can see their cores and scars?" Dumbledore asked Lily and James, who nodded as they walked over to Dumbledore so he could see their faces and look into their cores.

Harry's scar wasn't bleeding, since it never started to, but it also wasn't very swollen. It looked as if it would heal within days, though it was permanent, even if nobody knew it. When Dumbledore looked into Harry's core, he found that it was average, the normal amount of magic a child his age would have, maybe a little lower at least. Dumbledore thought it was too strong for Harry to have defeated the Dark Lord, even though Dumbledore only felt nearly a third of what Harry's true potential was.

Alex's scar wasn't bleeding anymore either, like it had before, but it was swollen, and looked like it did permanent damage and wouldn't just heal within a week or so. When Dumbledore looked into Alex's core, he found that it was weak, or at least weaker then Harry's. It had just the right amount of strength to say that he defeated the Dark Lord and that drained half his magic, which would make his original core stronger then how Harry's core was at the moment, only by a little bit though. Dumbledore had decided, even though it was wrong, though he didn't know it, he was too happy to have a new wizard to manipulate and help him grow in fame, especially considering he was one of his godparents.

"I believe Alex is the one who vanquished the Dark Lord, and is the one to kill him in the end. He, Alex Albus Potter, is the Boy who lived." He stated.

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Sooooo... how was this chapter? It was definitely shorter, but next one will be longer, I promise.