530This is a Wrong Boy-Who-Lived story where Harry and his allies all have control over different parts of nature and call themselves the Olympians.
Wrath of the Olympians
Chapter One
-Peter Pettigrew-
Scurrying along in his rat form, Peter Pettigrew was following his master Voldemort as he attacked the Potter household. After first hitting James and Lily Potter with body bind enchantments Voldemort said "I will kill you but firs I think I will destroy your precious sons. Let you weep over their bodies." before stalking off towards the upstairs bedroom.
Once there the Dark Lord entered the Nursery but before he could talk more than two steps in a house elf appeared in his path. "You shall not harm young masters!" the house elf said firmly, shaking a finger at the Dark Lord as if he was a petulant child.
Rolling his eyes Voldemort simply pointed his wand and said "Avada Kedavera!" and killed the house elf before turning towards the two children in the crib. The first child, Daren, had dark red hair and hazel eyes and was crying up a storm while his brother, Harry, was calmly staring into the eyes of the Dark Lord. "You shall be the one prophesied to defeat me." Voldemort said pointing his wand at young Harry, "And so you must die. Avada Kedavera!".
As the emerald green death curse shot towards the small infant it stopped at his forehead and seemed to spread out across some invisible barrier before shooting back at the Dark Lord in the shape of a spear making his master's body crumbled into dust. Panicking he turned back into his human form and drew his wand, closing up the bleeding scar on Harry's forehead and placed a glamour on it that would last for the next two weeks hiding it. Once the glamour was in place he drew a dagger and carved an almost identical scar into Daren's head before enchanting it to glow green like the killing curse. Satisfied with his work he picked up the Dark Lord's wand and turned back into his rat form and scurried out of the house to go into hiding.
-Dumbledore-
Albus Dumbledore was straining to keep control of his occlumency barriers as he witnessed what was happening in front of him. He had been through and seen several things throughout his long life that filled him with sadness, he had been present at his sister's death after he had made a mistake with befriending Gellert, he had seen dozens of pupils turn to the Dark over the years, he had fought one of his favorite students Tom Riddle as he became Voldemort. But none of them, save his sister's death, caused him to feel as empty as he did now. He was walking behind James and Lilly Potter as they took their youngest son Harry… to abandon him. "Please I beg of you to reconsider!" he tried again, desperate to save this young child.
"Enough Dumbledore!" James snapped at him, "I don't understand what you are so upset about.".
"You are abandoning your son!" he growled at them, "Your own flesh and blood and you expect me to be happy? You could have given him to almost any wizarding family and he would have had at least some happiness but now he has to grow up thinking his parents are likely dead only to find out that they abandoned him once he comes to Hogwarts.".
"We aren't abandoning him." Lily told him as if he was stupid, "We simply don't have the time to handle raising him alongside his brother Daren.".
"How is dumping him on the doorstep of an orphanage not abandonment?" he demanded of them.
"Because we're going to pick him up once he turns eleven." James shrugged indifferently.
"And you don't expect him to be resentful about this?" he asked astounded at his old student's audacity "You expect him to be grateful with the knowledge that his parents didn't love him?".
"Daren's is more important right now!" Lily snapped irritated him but not denying his accusation, "Daren is the child of Prophecy. Besides what are the odds that Harry will be anything other than ordinary.".
"Besides we intend to set up a marriage contract for him." Lily shrugged, "Perhaps with a veela family or if not we could simply use love potions. We are already intending to contract Daren to marry the Greengrass girl.".
Glaring at the two he snarled, "You two disgust me, you are as bad as Voldemort in my eyes. From this day forward you are banned from stepping foot in Hogwarts. This is my final word." and with that he disapperated to behind a nearby tree and watched as they shrugged at his final punishment, probably thinking it a bluff, before unceremoniously setting him on the doorstep and placed a letter in his, rather thin, blanket before disappearing with a crack.
Walking out from behind the tree he rushed over to the child and picked him up wondering what he could possibly do to help the poor boy when he heard a voice call out from behind him, "Albus? Is that you?" and turned to see his old student Markus Ulysses standing behind him holding a bundle of firewood next to a small boy who looked to four or five years old.
"Hello Markus." he said tiredly.
"What's wrong Albus?" Markus asked picking up on his weariness, "Did something happen? I've been keeping away from the events of the Wizarding world of a while now.".
And so he followed his old student into the orphanage which he surprisingly ran with the help of his son Aaron. Once they were all settled he told him about the war against Voldemort and how it had ended when Daren Potter supposedly destroyed the Dark Lord. He had arrived at the Potter House and found James and Lily trapped in a body bind on the bottom floor of their cottage. Upon their release form the spell they immediately ran upstairs and found their two sons on their crib asleep, Daren having a glowing green lightning bolt scar on his forehead. "And so after seeing the scar James and Lily started raving about how Daren must be the child of the Prophecy and how they had to get rid of Harry because he would only be in the way.".
"And now he is here." Markus finished.
"But that isn't the worst part." he said sadly.
"What could be worse than abandoning their son?" Markus asked in shock.
"They don't feel like they are abandoning him," he said sadly "they intend to 'reclaim' him when he turns eleven and are even planning on forcing him into a marriage contract.
Growling Markus took the envelope and read it and seemed to get madder by the second, "They are trying to demand that I not let anyone adopt him and to make sure he is miserable so that he will be more grateful when they come for him.".
"Can we keep him dad?" the little boy, Aaron, said speaking for the first time in the whole conversation, "I always wanted a little brother.".
After thinking for a moment Markus grinned, "Well it looks like Harry Potter is now Harry Ulysses. Welcome to the family kid." and picked up the little boy who giggled in happiness.
"Those two are not going to be happy." he said smiling.
Giving him a shark like grin Markus replied "No they won't ant that is exactly the way I want it.".
"Can I visit him occasionally?" he asked hopefully.
"Of course you can!" Markus laughed, "I won't deprive the boy of being able to see his grandfather!" .
"Grandfather?!" he asked in shock before considering it for a moment, "Hmm. Grandfather… it has a nice ring to it.".
"Welcome to the family Albus." Markus said slapping him on the back in a friendly manner.