In the mist of a stormy Halloween, a mysterious emerald eyed baby is left on the front steps of Sunderland Orphan Asylum. This baby had only one name etched into the blanket, he was a peculiar child with a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. This child was different then any other child there for he was capable of the impossible. At the age of Seven he leaves the rotten place he has called home, setting out to his destiny he was born for. Years later, with Lord Voldemort rising to power once again in the wizarding world, a new Dark force is making its way out in the world. And they are out for blood...

Lily and James Potter had two boys "born as the seventh month dies". The oldest was Evan James Charlus Potter. And the youngest was Hadrian Sirius Orion Potter. On that fateful Halloween night in '81, Albus Too-many-names-Dumbledore, the great and powerful 'light lord' made a grave mistake. He told the world that Evan was 'the boy who lived'. Whilst actually it was his younger brother. Read as Hadrian becomes the outcast/shadow compared to his 'perfect brother'. He becomes a Slytherin - not only a Slytherin but the first Potter in Slytherin. Will Albus ever realise his mistake?

*This story is complete and will not updated any longer check out the revamp When Blood Comes Calling.* A strange turn of events, a mysterious baby is left on the front steps of Sunderland Orphan Asylum. He has only one name on the blanket which read Hadrian. The green eyed baby with a lightning bolt on his forehead grew to know that he was special but didn't know what yet. At the age of five years he leaves the rotten place he has called home, which coincidentally burnt down the next day. A disgruntled old headmaster is wondering if Micheal hadn't been the boy-who-lived and is has been his twin but he has been presumed dead. Now a new Dark force is making its way up again, was this Dumbledore greatest mistake naming the wrong boy-who-lived? I do not own anything that belongs to this world, only this plot.

Thanks to dumbledore, the Potters kept Rosina The-Girl-Who-Lived and threw away her twin Harry. The real Boy-Who-Lived is now with his godfather and best friend in Slytherin. The house which will help him on his way to greatness. The light will never know what hit them. I would like it to be known this story was origionally from fanfiction.net and i transfered it for my reading purposes and did not expect it to get this big, i was planning to continue it, but i feel my writing isnt good enough, sorry to everyone who asked about upcoming updates. Im utterly sorry to all of you. 266k+ Words.