Requested by: STARGIRL246AA

Warnings: Incest, Mental Abuse, Emotional Abuse and Stockholm Syndrome, though not until part 2 except the first one.

AU: During October and November of 1979, Lily Evans had a lover she had met in late September, she had been broken up with James at the time and had wanted something different after dealing with his arrogance. Her lover, she had discovered in late November, was the Dark Lord in disguise trying to seduce her into giving away secrets of the Order.

She immediately cut off all ties with him and soon discovered she was pregnant with his child. In her worry, she had a one night stand with her ex-boyfriend and told him that he was the father of her baby, resulting in a shotgun wedding.

Having discovered of Lily's pregnancy, the Dark Lord confirmed that he was the father of her child and went to go take back his son.

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Narrator's POV

Dark Lord Voldemort chuckled darkly as he walked down the gravel path that led to the Potter Residence in Godric's Hallow.

It had taken a whole year to find them, and it hadn't helped that they had discovered that he was hunting them and had gone under Fidelius Charm to prevent him from finding them.

It had taken months of manipulation to get Peter Pettigrew to join him and reveal the location to him, but at last he had discovered it.

Just a year and a half ago he had heard about a shotgun wedding between the Lord Potter and a muggleborn girl due to pregnancy and his suspicions had been correct: it was Lily.

All it had taken was a trip to Gringotts to confirm that her child was his, the blood test said clear as day that the so called 'Harry Potter' was his son.

In the two and a half months that he and Lily had been lovers, he had actually grown fond of her and briefly considered taking her as his consort if he could convince her to join him, but she had ruined it by running to another man and trying to keep his child from him.

But it mattered not now, Lord Voldemort would take what He rightfully belonged to him.

***

Lily Potter sat in the rocking chair in Harry's nursery, watching her husband play with her son.

A few weeks ago, Harry had started to call her 'muma' but her refused to call James 'dada' or 'papa'.

She knew James was getting suspicious and no longer believing that Harry was just learning how to form the letters 'd' or 'p'.

Lily supposed Harry knew the truth, that James shared no blood with him and he had never met his father.

She remember the day where she had learned the truth: that her liver was the Dark Lord in disguise.

They had been making love, the very session that had made Harry, when they had reached their highs.

She had gone up first and as she came down he had reached his, just for a moment his glamour breaking to reveal his red eyes.

In that moment she had knew everything and slipped away during the night once he had left her.

She also remembered the letter she had received a few months ago.

Lily had immediately burned both the letter and portkey, believing he would never find them.

She knew he was tracking them down, the Order knew it too, but they believed in the prophecy Albus had found, no one knew the truth.

Suddenly, she was taken out of her thoughts by the sound of the front door opening down stairs and briefly registered her husband saying he would go see what it was.

***

Going downstairs, James Potter walked into his living room, seeing the Dark Lord heading towards him.

That shocked James, he had been expecting an animal like one of those pesky raccoons that had been terrorizing their rubbish cans to have broken their window; it hadn't dawned on him to even bring his wand.

Before he could even react he was swallowed up by the green light of the Killing Curse, his corpse hitting the floor.

***

Lord Voldemort stepped over James' corpse and went up the stairs towards Harry's nursery.

He entered the room, seeing Lily holding their son with her back towards him, Harry's face barely exposed.

"Dada!" Harry happily cooed, seeing him

Lily immediately turned to face him, horrified, trying to stop her wiggling infant from going to his father.

"What a mess you've put yourself in, Lily, I warned you." The Dark Lord said

"You'll never corrupt, Harry." Lily said, holding the baby tighter to her chest

Lord Voldemort then used 'Petrificus Totalus' on her.

He took his son from her arms and into his own, then using the Killing Curse on her.

With both Potters dead, everything had gone to plan, he just needed to return to his Manor with his son.

He looked down at the boy in his arms, seeing his soon staring back at him, cooing, "Dada!"

The Dark Lord chuckled, "I am your father, Harry."

He then examined his son: he had his curly hair, yet not his color, instead having black hair like his grandmother; he had his mother's emerald green eyes and delicate pale skin and his lips were naturally blood red.

Harry was adorable beyond belief, looking like the epitome of innocence.

Instantly, the Dark Lord made up his mind: his son would be everything to him.

Harry would be his son, his heir, his Dark Lady and when he was old enough, his bride.

The baby gurgled happily, as if agreeing with his father's thoughts.

Going downstairs to get out of the wards so he could apparate away, he ran into Albus Dumbledore at the front door.

"I never assumed you to be a kidnapper, Tom." Albus said, pointing his wand at him

Before the Dark Lord could react, the Killing Curse was shot at him, barely giving him time to use his magic to shield his son.

Voldemort's spirit watched as his body and consequently his son fell to the floor, Albus using 'accio' to stop the baby from landing.

The spirit left a piece of itself in Harry's forehead so he would easily be able to find him when he got his body back and left the house.

***

Infant Harry was left in a basket in front of his Muggle relatives door with a letter explaining what had happened to his mother and so called father.