He walked to a cottage and knocked on the door. I was wiggling in his arms. A beautiful woman opened the door and saw me wiggling.
"Come in Albus. He must be cold." The woman said. I gurgled.
"Lilly dear I'm afraid bad news. His parents were murdered by Voldemort. Can you take him in?" He asked.
'My mommy and daddy aren't dead." I thought.
"Awe poor baby. What's his name?" She asked.
"He doesn't have one yet. His parents were still debating it and he was born three days ago." The man said. I was handed to the woman. She started to rock me and I fell asleep.
When I woke up was to a man with black hair, brown eyes, and glasses. I gurgled and wiggled wanting to be picked up. He picked me up and he walked me to a room where the woman sat giving a bottle to another infant.
"Honey how about we name hi, Nathanial?" The man said. I squealed and gurgled.
"He seems to like it." The man said. She smiled and nodded. "Nathanial Brandon Potter." The woman said. She finished feeding the other boy and then the woman gave the man a bottle of the stuffed I like so much.
"I never heard him cry only gurgle and squeal." The man said confused.
"Maybe he is a happy baby." The woman said.
"Yeah maybe." The man whispered looking into my eyes.
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The stolen Cullen
FanfictionNathanial Brandon Cullen Potter. The son to Bella and Edward Cullen and the youngest twin to Rennesme Cullen. One night when the Cullen's went hunting and Bella and Edward were downstairs a man pops into the room. He grabs Nathanial and pops away be...
