Summary…. sort of!! Read this before you read on!!:

Alright. So I'm taking on the whole "Harry having a twin with his parents still alive" thing. I'm trying really hard to make it different though. So don't judge it as a Harry twin story. Judge it as an AU where Harry is…….. Not famous? Okay, lets go with that. Just give it a try, I'll try super hard so that it will turn out halfway decent.

Also, another note. The character Ryan is inspired by my little cousin (his name is Ryan too.), who is adorable, and who I think is a child protégé sometimes. He knows like, every different kind of animal. I say horse, and he's all "No0o! that's a Clydesdale!" He is awesome. And he has the same lisp as this character, which is just too cute. He has red hair, so it sort goes along with the character….. Actually, he has hazel eyes too. Weird. He's perfect for the story.

Chapter 1: Why?

Two identical boys dragged their trunks hastily through the door, a chorus of voices following them towards the house. A small girl with long red hair ran to catch up with her older brothers, her dress billowing out behind her. She tugged at one of the boys trousers. The crowd following stood back a moment as they disappeared inside.

"You're right of course, Lily." said Remus "He does seem different. But it's almost expected. He's handling all of this well."

" He shouldn't be different at all." said James, somewhat angrily. "This is what Aurors are for. Not a fourteen year old boy."

"He can handle it. Aaron's strong." said Sirius.

"Well, of course he is, he's my son! I raised him that way."

"Shut up James, you didn't raise your son to fight death eaters," said Sirius "you raised him to fight Slytherins….. Actually, those are the same people. Never mind!"

"They are not the same people Sirius." Lily retorted "I can name several-"

"Mum!! Daddy? Are you coming?" the little red haired girl poked her head through the open door.

"Yes Jamie, we're coming."

They entered the cottage.

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Harry threw himself down on his bed as his brother unpacked across the room. He didn't bother unpacking himself. He had all summer. Aaron turned.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Harry said quickly "Its just….. You look upset."

"I'm fine."

"And I'm Mary Queen of Scotts."

"Really? Humph. And to think, all these years I thought you were my brother."

"Don't change the subject."

"Harry, I'm fine." He turned to his trunk. Harry winced for an unknown reason. Aaron turned back to him.

"Are you okay?"

"Sure sure."

"Alright…. I was thinking of inviting Ron over the day after tomorrow, just for the day."

"Sounds good."

They heard a faint call from downstairs.

"Yeah Mum! Be down in a second!" Yelled Aaron "Are you sure you're-"

"Yes." said Harry exasperatedly. "Lets go before Ryan throws a fit, he hasn't seen us in forever."

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Ryan, the Potter's youngest son, sat in a high chair in the kitchen. Their nanny, Anna, as always, looked like there was a horrid smell under her nose, was attempting to feed him. Attempting, because every time anything came near his mouth, he deflected it. The rest of the family, Remus and Sirius included, were scattered around the room, apparently waiting for the boys.

"Oh good, you're here. Harry," said Lily, looking him over fondly "Ryan has been fussing for you. Can you calm him down? "

"Sure." he took some food from Anna, who gave him a nasty look, and walked towards the toddler.

"oh good," he said to himself, looking at the food "mashed peas."

"Hawwy!!" exclaimed the small child when he caught sight of his older brother. His chubby face lit up.

"Hey Buddy!….I'm here, will you eat now?"

"Yesssss!" he reached for the food "I feed mysef?"

"You're a big boy, of course you can feed yourself."

"I'm a big boy!" Ryan took a spoonful of the peas, and completely missed his mouth. Not to say he wasn't trying, but his lack of coordination landed a lump of the food into his red hair, clashing terribly.

"Okay big boy, Don't make a mess." Harry took a napkin from the table and whipped the boys face and hair clean. No sooner had he done this that Ryan let a globe of food onto his pants.

"Ooppsie!" said the boy, and he knocked the food onto the floor. Anna, feeling obligated, cleaned the mess immediately with a wave of her wand.

"Ryan, you're not hungry, are you?"

"No! Lets go esploring!"

"Exploring? Sure, why not? Err…. Backyard then?"

"Yes!"

"Alrighty."

Harry lifted the boy from the seat, and looked around the room. He caught his mother's eye.

"Mum, can I bring Ryan outside?" Lily eyed the nanny.

"Anna, will you go with him?"

"Mum, I can handle it. I always do."

"Come back in a few minutes. We haven't seen you in a while."

"Alright."

"And be careful."

Anna gave him another look as he departed.

"So Ryan, how have you been?" he asked the small child in his arms.

"I'mb goooood! Because you aw home!!"

Harry smiled. He really had missed the boy.

"Yeah, I'm home now. So, I'm guessing you've been giving Anna a hard time?"

"Anna…" he wrinkled his nose "no fun!"

"Oh don't say that! She tries really hard to take care of you!"

"So do you!" squeaked the boy

"True, but I can't be here all the time."

"Why?"

"Because I have to go to school."

"Why?"

"To learn, I guess"

"Why?"

"So I can get a job."

"Why?"

"To make money."

"Why?"

"I don't know, actually. Money is sort of stupid…. Here we are."

Harry let the boy out of his arms, and Ryan ran unsteadily towards the tall oak tree in the corner.

"Les play tag!"

"Alright."

"Youwe it!" the boy giggle and ran away. Harry 'ran' after him, letting the boy have his fun. He ran around and around the yard as fast as he could, Harry a distance away, just close enough to make the boy keep running. Not that he would ever stop. The boy was a little ball of energy.

As Ryan turned to see where his brother was, Harry wince in pain again. He staggered towards the tree and sat himself down and closed his eyes.

"Hawwy?" Ryan ran towards his brother, and prodded his shoulder "Hawwy, You okay?"

"Yes." he said quietly, taking a deep breath.

" Mummy?" inquired the boy.

"No." he opened his eyes "Don't tell mum, okay Ryan?"

"Okay."

"If she asks you, what will you say?"

"Hawwy is fine. We played tag."

"Good."

"Aw you okay?"

"I don't know Bud."

"Why?"

For once, Ryan had him stumped.

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(A/N)

Alright, so it was really short and not that great. But all of my first chapters suck, so give it a chance. Please review, I will love you forever…. Or something of that nature. Maybe I'll…. Give you a fruit basket. Perfect! Alright. So, skedaddle. Go off and leave a lovely review, and I will respond.

Happy reading,

Valerie!