Everyone knew what happened. Everyone knew that Voldemort had gone and attacked the potter household in search of destroying the one thing that could put a end to it all. Everyone knew that little potter, barely able to comprehend why his parents weren't jumping up in laughter, survived and thus became their savior-Their light in a moment of eternal darkness.

Except—No one knew of the other.

No one was ever told that the potters had another child, no one was ever told that Lily had actually been pregnant with twins, not even peter himself knew, No one knew that the famous Harry Potter was a twin. So, why? Why was having a twin so important that people had begun speculating rumors?

After all—The younger Potter was suppose to be nothing, he was suppose to be a forgotten child in a world who worshipped the chosen one.

And so, Hogwarts gets a handful once first year rolls around, accommodating to the fact that there were indeed two potters to look after was one thing, but when they notice warnings dripping with red blood, students rushing to the infirmary every two weeks with a unconscious body in their grasp and tales that seem almost imaginary—

They then know exactly why Lily Potter Neè Evans had hid her pregnancy.