Sitting at a desk with his backpack between his legs, a small child with Onyx Hair was drawing on a piece of scratch paper in the notebook he had to take from the trash which his cousin had thrown away.
As a Year One student, he was rather... different. Even his brother, a boy with cool brown eyes and Deep Auburn Hair was not as ostracized as him. Lucas Potter was a slacker who didn't pay attention in class but was relatively popular amongst the different boys. Even the twins' cousin Dudley couldn't get rid of the boys and girls who flocked after the younger of the Twins. The Boy with the Lightning Scar was revered as the coolest boy in school.
His brother, however, was always left out.
Lucas, the younger boy was put in the smallest room in Number Four Privet Drive while the Older Brother was forced to live his days under the stairs.
Lucas was, despite his Lightning Scar, a relatively normal child. Energetic, loud, and playful.
His older brother was not.
Both boys had similar faces with high cheekbones and aristocratic features along with a dusting of freckles and dark skin, but their eyes and hair were two completely different things.
Lucas, the youngest of the Dursley Household had playful eyes which lit up everytime he saw someone he knew. His short cut Auburn Hair was messy and went everywhere in a way which could only be described as that of a mad scientist's which is ironic because Science and Sports were the only two areas where the boy truly prevailed above his brother.
The Firstborn, Harry, was the same height, but their builds were different. Lucas loved Football and Rugby along with fights and roughhousing while Harry enjoyed reading. The twins didn't eat the same either, Lucas was fed great amounts of relatively fattening and high-calorie foodstuffs while Harry kept to tiny amounts of healthy foods such as leftover salads or the rare piece of fish, meat, or bread.
The child kid himself was rather quiet and respectful, but his cold and distant eyes which revealed his mistrust and annoyance at all people except for his brother was... Different. The cool and deep green orbs were simply eerie and disconcerting for everyone who he set his gaze upon.
But he was also renowned for being a troublemaker. Petunia, his aunt did not help this belief what so ever.
In the Three months since joining the school, he had been sent to the Headmaster's office Seven times for different infractions.
The first was when he was accused of throwing a rock at the window and breaking it. He was beaten and locked in his cupboard for the entire weekend break after that, despite his protests, trying to tell his Aunt or Uncle that it was his cousin who had done it. When Lucas attempted to defuse the situation, he too was locked in his cupboard. So, Harry sucked in his pride and told the boy to not try and defend him from the Dursley's again.
Although the caring younger boy tried to argue, the much more intelligent older sibling by twenty-three minutes eventually won out and he conceded. Never again would the star of Elementary be punished. It was always the outcast. Harry was the one to always take the blame. He alone.
Then, there was the event where he was being chased by those bullies. He disappeared and reappeared on top of the school roof, no one could explain how he got up there. When Lucas admitted to Petunia and Vernon, he was told to go up to his room and stay there. The frightened Five Year Old could do nothing but comply.
When Harry was finally alone, Vernon had turned purple and knocked him to the ground only to kick him until he blacked out from the pain. He didn't wake up for three days and he could feel many of his ribs had been shattered after that. But his freakishness had healed him. At least, that was what Vernon, his whale of an Uncle, had told him.
A week after that event, Petunia had shaven his head and at school, he was sent to the office again for pushing a kid who was bullying him about his ugly haircut which had him completely bald in front of the entire school.
Lucas had given him his baseball hat, but Dudley had taken it and as the younger boy was across the room, he couldn't do anything as the other boys began picking on Harry.
But Harry wasn't sent to the office for being bullied, he was being sent to the office because of the massive indention into the side of the building where he had thrown the other kid through the cement wall. No one could seem to explain it. Some students even admitted to not seeing Harry move except for a twitch of his head and the boy went flying.
Dudley claimed that he saw some fire and Lucas later told him that his hands had erupted in glowing hot flames before the boy was thrown through the room.
The Dursley's were slightly wary of him after that but not too much. And Lucas was so excited at the prospect of Harry being able to use Telepathy that he didn't even notice the massive bruises that were all over his older brother's body by the next morning.
By the time he got home, his hair had returned completely to normal which caused Petunia and Vernon to go into a fit of rage, beating him until the sun came up. Dudley, his cousin also got a few hits in, himself.
Because of his weird abilities to regrow his hair, the Dursleys were even angrier than the stuff at school. When Petunia asked how he did it, he said he didn't know and she huffed, calling him a retarded freak.
She shaved his head again that night, but his long silky black hair was present again by the time he had left for school.
He discovered that night in his cupboard that he could change the length and color just by thinking about it.
When he told his brother, Lucas laughed at how cool it was that he could change the colors and Harry smiled because he loved making his brother and making him smile.
When Lucas asked to try and learn to do it, Harry tried to teach him, but Lucas didn't seem to be able to do it at all.
Lucas also had shown very little of the amount of freakishness. Spoons bending, footballs floating in the air, his stuff being weightless sometimes... He had much smaller and less realized experiences of freakishness.
A few days later, when he was doing nothing but staying quiet and minding his own business, he was called on by the teacher. He purposefully answered the question wrong because he knew that if he were to answer it right, Dudley would beat him up with the help of Piers and his gang.
But after answering the question wrong, the teacher began to scream and yell at him, berating not only him, but telling him he was too stupid to attend school, and after that, she told him that his parents must have been twice as stupid to have birthed someone like him.
He was sent to the office because somehow, he had turned her entire body and hair a deep blue color and she blew up like a balloon like in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory before sending the teacher through the window.
No one could explain what happened, but he was vilified even more after that happened, and because of no one being able to understand what has gone down, he couldn't be punished by the school for it or charged with damages. But when he returned to the Dursleys... It was a different story. They were downright terrifying with their anger. Lucas, who was sent to his room, was sent into tears as he heard his brother's screams and cries.
The entire night, he was plagued by the roars and hoarse cries of his best friend and older twin.
But there was nothing the Five-Year-Old could do.
After that incident, there came an event where, in the boys' Science class, there was a zoo worker who brought some animals for them to play with. But to the immense shock of everyone, the snakes which were brought by the woman all went crazy and broke out of their cages.
In a turn of events, they all slithered over to the cold-eyed boy and his brother before seemingly hissing at them and making noises which only the confused almost identical twins understood.
They were excitedly whispering to the boys. They were meeting their Lords.
They then raised up as if ready to strike him when they all bowed.
To the boys, they had called them "Masters" and some even called the pair "Sons of the Ancient Lord" or "Prophecised Ones" before they were wrangled back by the Zoologist.
He yet again was given punishment for something he hadn't meant to do while Lucas was punished physically for the first time. Petunia took a pan to the side of his head. Luckily, he was knocked out and didn't hear the vengeful aunt and uncle punish Harry for the entire night, going as far as to bring out a knife, lash, pan, and even burning him with a fireplace stoker.
When the pair woke up in the morning, Harry and Lucas swore never to speak of it unless forced to. They cried together and tried to figure out why they were punished for being able to speak to snakes.
But when they realized they could speak to each other in a language no one else understood and then, that weekend Harry realized that they could read and write in the Snake Language, they were capable of concealing whatever they wanted through speaking in the language of the Reptiles.
Despite that skill is a sign of Freakishness like Harry's physical altering powers, or his control over Flames, or his Ice Powers which he had practiced in secret at night, that wasn't the only skill he kept secret from the Dursleys. He was capable of seeing the power in the air and inside of objects.
Like that weird man who bowed to his brother glowed a bright yellow. Lucas glowed a shining Green and Red. Dudley glowed a very, very faint blue while Petunia had a thin yellowish outline but both his aunt and cousin paled in comparison to the man in the shop or Lucas. The power in the air also had colors, mostly yellows, and reds but there were also blues and greens as well as purple and orange if he paid close attention.
But what confused him the most was the other colors. He was a cold and deep green just like his vibrant eyes. But there were also much rarer colors which he saw. His brother's scar was the darkest black he had ever seen.
When he asked his brother about it, Lucas simply shrugged and said he didn't know what it was about.
Concerning his times sent to the office, there was an accident in Art class recently. Harry had been drawing, he was imagining mythical creatures a lot and for this particular drawing, he was imagining a Centaur, one of the most common fantasy creatures from his dreams.
He was drawing it to give to Lucas for Christmas and he wanted it to be special because he had never been able to give gifts before nor had he or Lucas ever received any presents from anyone.
No one particularly liked Harry besides Lucas, but no one could tell him his writing wasn't beautiful or that his art wasn't the most creative or magnificent in the school. Even though Harry was obviously an Art Prodigy, Lucas was still fingerpainting ugly stick figures like the other children while Harry's art honest to God belonged in museums.
Dragons, Angels, Phoenixes, Unicorns, Pegasi, Wraiths, Mermaids, Faries, Vampires in castles, Hydra battling Greek warriors, Dwarves in mines, Banshees, Sphinx, and some even he didn't know the names of.
All were so lifelike and accurate that the teacher, astounded by what he had done with simple watercolors and cheap brushes while in figure painting class, she had gone out and bought the child an advanced Art kit to use in class.
Harry broke into tears when she gave it to him. He clutched it to his chest, thanking the Twenty Seven Year Old teacher profusely before going to pain the masterpiece which would be his brother's gift.
The level of creativity, imagination, and reality in each image was staggering in the child's art. His creativity was something which had to have been innumerable. As others looked into his art, they were captivated.
But, on his most recent piece, with the amount of emotion and energy he was feeling while creating it, as well as new paint, brushes, and inspiration, the Fantasy in the Boy's mind was painted into reality. The simple canvas the teacher had bought him from the art store came to life under the boy's touch.
Unconsciously, the child was using his power to draw the ambient magic from the atmosphere and put it into the art work. The verdict of the teacher as he finished the art was that it was simply too amazing for words.
Then, to the shock of the teacher and the young artist... It moved. The half horse half man galloped and the paint actually moved, the boy's brush had seemingly brought it to life not metaphorically, but literally. It moved around with grace and honor.
When confronted, the boy simply shook his head, looking as surprised that the paint moved across the canvas as the art teacher and headmaster when he had been called down to the art room.
The white stallion lower portion ran while the brown-haired man half of the monster was pridefully shooting arrows at an unknown enemy outside the view of the painting. He was in a mountainous region of plains where the wind blew the grass and moved the hair of the man half of the creature.
It was astounding that a child could paint such a masterpiece... But it was also terrifying to the two educators that the painting somehow moved every now and then. Not constantly, but frequent enough to keep them reminded of the boy's odd... Ability.
When the Dursleys had been told, in secret that the boy had "Odd" abilities according to the Headmaster, Vernon went into another such fit of rage.
And finally, there was the incident from a few days prior, he was being beaten up in the schoolyard during recess, punched and kicked on by seven or eight of the boys in his class when he screamed and the entire area around him froze over and the other boys were blasted away from him with a chilling blast of air.
Despite it being early November and frigid outside, ice was something which should not have been forming for weeks yet, so the entire faculty was amazed to see a circle a few meters across covered in a thin sheet of ice which for whatever reason, didn't melt. (And wouldn't melt until the next spring)
It was this which caused Harry to be avoided by all of his classmates. Lucas was the only person who wasn't alienated by the "Freak" of Saint Grogory's Primary.
The Year went on like this until one day, a warm summer day, everything for the Potter Twins would change.
-7777((((-))))7777-
Remus Lupin had been away from his home Country for a total of Five Years, he had traveled to America where there wasn't as much Discrimination against his kind. But after raising enough money to keep a relatively stable lifestyle in Europe again, he decided that he wanted to return and see how things had changed in his absence.
But he also had another thing he wanted to do. He wanted to check up on his Godson Lucas and his practically Nephew Harry.
He had sent Letters and packages dozens of times but never received responses. He supposed it was because of the fact they were too young to read or write a response, but he supposed that whoever Dumbledore had put them with would have the decency to at least respond to him.
Realizing he had spent so long without seeing the two young boys, the last of his family, Remus decided he had to complete his responsibility and check up on them.
Holding a small necklace with a ruby at the end, given to him and personally enchanted by Lily to find Lucas anywhere on Earth no matter where he was, Remus Apparated to Privet Drive Surrey and blanched at how... Plain the neighborhood seemed.
Even in America, Lucas was easily the most famous Wizard alive for surviving the Killing Curse and Stopping the Dark Lord's war against anyone not pure of blood.
Having his Godson's name plastered over every single newspaper and tabloid in the Wizarding world for Nine Months after the Death of Voldemort was shocking to Remus. Of course, his own name wasn't ever mentioned. It was funny to think that no one really even realized that Lucas was the younger sibling of the twins born at 11:46 while Harry was born almost half an hour earlier.
Remus chuckled at the memories of Lily, one of the proudest women he had ever known, who hated anyone around her cursing, shouting out more curses and swears than even Remus knew existed. Lily always did have a dirty mouth despite how innocent and pure she appeared.
Walking up the sidewalk, following the amulet, he was shocked to see a tiny figure sitting in the front garden, tending the plants.
But as he crossed through some, relatively impressive wards which he recognized as Dark Magic blocking Blood Wards after his Inner Beast smelled them, he was shocked at the speed at which the boy turned around, staring at him with startled eyes.
"Excuse me," He spoke with a soft harmless voice, Harry noted this and seemed to relax, "I am sorry if I scared you."
"No, not at all." The boy with Lily's eyes spoke "I have just never seen someone with a silver aura before. And that Amulet... It has a bright Red Power to it."
"You... Silver? Red?" He asked before recognition flashed in his eyes "Harry, you can see magic?"
"Magic? Is that what the colors are?" He asked before his eyes narrowed "And how did you know my name? Who are you, Mister?"
"I am sorry that I didn't introduce you sooner. I am Remus Lupin, a friend of Lily and James. I believe you may have what is called Mage Sight. A very rare and special gift indeed for a young Wizard. I believe ther have only been three Wizards born with that power in the past Three Centuries. One every Century. And yes, you can probably visualize magic."
"Wh-What are you talking about? Magic? Wizard? Mage Sight? Who are Lily and James?" The boy asked in quick succession.
"Harry..." Remus' face scrunched "Lily and James were your parents. Don't tell me... You didn't know?"
"No," He said in an astonished voice "I had never heard their names before. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon said they died in a car crash, that they were a drunk and a wh-"
"WHAT!" Remus roared, his calm brown eyes turned golden and adopted slits as his teeth largened and he became slightly taller and more muscular "Lily and James were my best friends! Petunia Dursley! That lying old Bitch will pay for lying to my Godson and Nephew!"
Harry stepped away, falling onto the ground in fear and shock at the display. The calm silver aura around him had disappeared. A Bright and offensive silver glow shone around him so brightly Harry had to squint. The "Magic" as he claimed it was, radiated off of Remus in pools.
"What is this commotion?" Screeched a woman in an annoyed and snide voice "WH-WHO the fuck are you?"
"Petunia!" He screamed "How could you tell them that their parents... The Witch and Wizard who gave their lives to protect them from the Dark Lord died in a car crash? That James was a Drunk? James was Senior Auror! At Twenty none the less! He was one of the greatest men I have ever known! And Lily was a Charms Mistress! A whore? You dare you?" He was crying "Your sister was one of the greatest women in the world. She sacrificed herself to save them and end the war!"
"Wh-What are you talking about?" Asked Harry "You said... Godson? Nephew?"
"I am Remus, I am the Godfather of Lucas. He was supposed to come and live with me, but Dumbledore decided that he should go with you. Your Godfather was thrown into prison after the war so I wasn't allowed to take both you and Lucas together. I couldn't separate you two. A Magical Twin Bond is a powerful thing even if I did want to just take Lucas, I couldn't leave you alone, so Dumbledore and Hagrid had Sirius and I leave you with him. He swore... He promised me you two would be going to a loving home!"
"Loving?" Harry snorted "I have more love for my garden than I do my relatives. Lucas is the only one in this world who has ever shown me any love." Harry said with a Dark look which didn't belong on a child.
Remus took in Harry's appearance better. He was in very loose clothes and he was too skinny. Malnourished and overworked, even. He... He had left his only family to be treated like this.
"I am going to bring this to the courts and plead for custody of the boys!" He shouted.
"You can have them! Take the Heathens, Lupin! You filthy beast!" She spat in his face "I hope you eat them and tear them to shreds. If you take the wastes of space, Vernon and I will even do all the paperwork and send you the papers ourselves!"
"Harry," Lupin turned with tears in his eyes "Co-Could you get Lucas? I... I am going to take you away from this home."
"This has never been and never will be my home." The boy with Lily's eyes spoke and Remus felt two things fall at the same time. His heart and the Wards.
Remus' wolven eyes watched Harry walk up the stairs. There were some odd noises which Remus was confused about, so he shook his head as it kind of hurt and made him cringe to hear such speach but soon, the younger Potter bound down the stairs carrying a large bag.
"You are really going to take us?" Asked the Auburn haired boy with James' eyes.
At that point, Remus had schooled his features and his eyes and body had returned to fully human.
"Yes, I will, just get all your stuff. Why is your brother looting around under the stairs?" Asked Remus.
"Just grabbing my bag." The boy shouted, "I have everything I need." Harry came out with everything he needed, and he had pushed it all into his school bag.
An Art Kit, his blanket. Some clothes, his military figurines, two books which Dudley didn't want from last Christmas, a pillow, his paintings, and Lucas' only pair of spare glasses.
That was another difference between Harry and Lucas. Lucas wore circular rim glasses while Harry had no need for help, his eyes were better than average, in fact.
Lucas had given his only second pair to Harry as a sort of agreement, if he ever lost or broke his own, Harry would hold them as his own and be a back up for Lucas. It was a reassurance as much as it was a meaningful pact of brotherhood between the two. It was symbolizing their love and trust in one another.
They both stood next to the sandy-haired man as he patted them both on the heads "Petunia, send their paperwork to-"
After some conversation, Remus grabbed their hands and told them to hold on.
When they reappeared, both boys were slightly woozy while Harry had even fallen over while Lucas had retched.
Lucas recovered first and shouted "W-We just teleported! You teleported!"
"No, Teleportation Magic has not been invented, that was Apparition, the closest thing to Teleportation in the Wizarding World. "
"Where did you apparate us?" Asked Harry who just stood up from the dizzying form of transportation.
"We are in my Flat in Bristol. It is relatively plain, sorry about that, but it is what I could afford. Would you mind Sharing a room? I will get you some bunk beds and I can expand the room with an expansion charm and some enchantments for you if you would like?"
"Yeah, that sounds fine." Harry said before grinning "But only if I can watch, and you have to explain the magic behind the enchantments and charm."
"M-Magic?" What are you talking about? Asked a pale Lucas, his freckles popped out against his pale face.
Remus looked down at the light-skinned twins and smiled kindly before grabbing them in a hug.
"You, Harry... Lucas... Are Wizards. And damn good ones if your parents were any indication. Your father was the greatest Transfiguration Master in Europe behind Minerva McGonagall while Lily became known as the best Charms Mistress in the entire World. Lily was a Muggle-born, so her ideas are not widely spread through pureblood culture, but her magic truly was the greatest despite her short life and even shorter time to train."
"What is a Muggle?" Asked Lucas while Harry nodded in confusion.
"A muggle is someone who doesn't possess magic. Some people call them Mundanes, Non-Maj's, Mortals, or even just Humans." Remus said in a professional tone. He had been an assistant teacher at an English University.
"Is that a Piano?" Asked Harry in amazement at the Grand Piano in the Corner.
"Yes, it is." Remus smirked "One of the few expensive things I own. James bought it for me as a gift for graduating Hogwarts."
"What is Hogwarts?"
"Why did he buy you a piano? Isn't that expensive?"
Asked Lucas and Harry at the same time, their questions in that order.
"Well, Lucas, Hogwarts is the British school for teaching Witches and Wizards. And he bought me a piano because one of the few things which can calm me down is piano music. And yes, it was very expensive. But as your father was a Pureblood Lord, he had lots of money."
"Our dad was a Lord?" Asked Lucas in astonishment "What is a Pureblood?"
"Yes, the Potters are a Magical Pureblood family stemming from Ancient Egypt Originally. But eventually, they expanded. The Ottomans, the Ancient Greeks, the Romans, and the Indian Rulers were mostly where your family stems from. But the Potters were one of the Original Founding Families of Magical Britain. The First Potter with that actual name was was Linfred of Stinchcomb. He was a Potioneer. Almost every Potter since him has been excellent at potions except your father. Your Grandpa Fleamont who died in the War was a Potions Master who ran a Business and owned an Apothecary. The Potters have been Magical Lords since Marrying into the Peverell Line." He shrugged "But the Peverell's have also been around since the first Witches and Wizards received Magic." Taking a breath he began to speak again "A Pureblood is a Witch or Wizard Born from parents who can trace their magical familial line back at least three generations. Their Great Grandparents had to have both been magical. Your dad was a Pureblood while your mother was a First Generation Witch. Because of that, you are both considered Half-Bloods in the eyes of the Public. I am the son of a Pureblood and a First Generation as well, but not of any Magical Lord or Lady."
"W-We are the sons of a Lord?" Lucas said with a wide smirk "That means our father had money?"
"Yes," Remus chuckled at his Godson's childishness.
Harry, however, wasn't smirking or whooping, he was still looking at the Piano.
"So, Piano helped calm the Werewolf portion of your magic?" Harry asked stunning Lucas and Remus.
"H-How did you know?" Asked Remus.
"You are a Werewolf?" Asked Lucas.
"Y-Yes, I am sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you two. If you hate me, I underst-"
"That is totally wicked!" Lucas shouted "My Godfather's a Werewolf and I am a Wizard! I am going to be like Gandalf and Merlin and Doctor Strange!"
"Quit hyperventilating." Harry chuckled, patting Lucas' shoulder "It is cool to have a Werewolf as a friend, Uncle Remus, calm down. We don't hate you, unless you treat us like Aunt Petunia or Uncle Vernon we would love to become like family."
Remus had tears in his eyes as he hugged the boys again "Thank you Harry, Lucas... You don't know how much that means to me."
Both children were reluctant to release the gentle and kind man from the hug. He was so nice and warm compared to the Dursleys. In fact, he was the first person to show true paternal kindness to either of them.
"Oh yeah," Harry said as Remus pulled away "You asked how I know? I think it was because of my... What did you call it?"
"Mage Sight?" Remus inquired "That makes sense."
"Yeah, I could see there was a wolf-like spirit fighting inside of you. It was rather cool to see you go all beast mode like that when you got angry."
"What is Mage Sight?" Asked Lucas.
"It is the rare ability to actually visually see the magic. I am rather certain your brother has this gift."
"You seem excited to learn magic, do you want me to show you the spell to have the piano play songs for you? I can even teach you to play normally later, but for now, I can tell you the Magical aspects of it."
"That would be awesome!" The twins shouted at the same time.
"Alright, the spell is Cantus. The purpose of the spell is to get instruments to begin to play for you. It is a spell invented in 1328 by a Bard named Shelif Brock and he wanted to sing along with whole quartet but didn't want to have to get all of the musicians and pay them as well as the fuss of traveling with them. So, using magic, he invented a spell which got instruments to play themselves. The Magic has to encase the entire instrument and the song must be something the caster actually knows how it sounds. Beyond that, it is just intent. The basis of all magic is power, intent, and will. If you don't have the power to accomplish what you wish, if you don't want to do it enough, or you are not mentally strong enough to command the magic, the spell won't work. That is true for any and all types of magic. There is no good or evil, just principles of controlling the powers and the ability to do magic. Light, Grey, and Dark are just derogatory and segregating terms used by the bigots in the government to control the masses and keep them away from possibly dangerous magic or creatures." He spoke before waving his stick and saying "This is the wand movement. Now, watch the whole thing... Cantus."
Harry's eyes widened as he saw a light Mahogany light be emitted from the wand and hit the instrument.
As the red enveloped the entire piano, it became completely covered by a thin layer of the magic. Harry stared, completely enthralled while he watched as the magic began pressing the keys and levers, shaking the taut strings and making the sound waves vibrate just right. He had analyzed the spell that Remus had used and was simply too excited to even think straight.
"Could you stop for a second!" He asked excitedly, bouncing on his feet, just like Lucas.
Remus canceled the spell, wondering if Harry didn't like the Piano before watching the child stop jumping and go completely still. His eyes closed seemingly in concentration as he raised his hand.
Just as Remus was about to jump in to stop the boy who was as close as his nephew, hew as amazed to see a red light gathering in front of the child.
It was the same shade as the spell Remus himself had just cast and explained to them.
"Cantus..." He whispered.
To the awe of the light brown haired werewolf and the red-haired wizard, the piano began to play the same song as Remus had cast.
"Ha-Harry? You-You can do magic?" Lucas said excitedly "We really are Wizards!"
"W-Wait..." Remus put his hands up "You have Mage Sight, and you can do Wandless Magic? You are only Six! You must be the most promising wizard since... Ever!"
"I think he and I have some other gifts we should ask about, Uncle Remus," Harry said slowly.
"What are you talking about, Harry?" Asked Remus.
"Woah, you need to sit down!" Lucas shouted as he saw how terribly his brother was sweating.
"Yeah, and could I get some water?" He asked politely.
"Of course," Remus nodded "Lucas, help your brother to the couch while I fetch us some tea and refreshments. I was so amazed at him being able to use wandless magic I forgot that his magical core is probably so small that that spell would completely drain him. Even being able to use any magic at all purposefully is a feat in and of itself. To deliberately cast a Third Year Spell, wandlessly at that... He must be feeling slight Magical exhaustion. Especially with someone whose core is still in fetal development stages. If this is any indication, you and your brother may very well grow to become the most powerful Magicians in the whole world!" Remus praised from the kitchenette.
"But well, I think there is some other stuff you should know, Uncle Remus..." Lucas said as Remus sat the tray of glasses down in front of the boys.
"Please feel free to call me Mooney or Uncle Mooney if you would like. It is what you both used to say when you were in Diapers." He said with a forlorn smile "Now what are these so-called gifts you seem so trepid to speak about?"
"We both can speak to snakes, I can change my appearance to look like anything or anyone I want, and I can control Fire and Ice. I might also have telepathy."
The glass which Remus had raised to his lips fell and shattered on the hardwood floor.
"Holy Gods above..." He rubbed his temples "Before you tell me more, this is very important, Harry, Lucas, promise me something."
Both nodded and swore they would make whatever promise their new father figure asked of them.
"These... Powers. Keep them a secret from everyone unless you completely trust them with your life. If you don't trust them enough for you to bet your life that they would never tell your secrets, then don't tell them about this. Some of what you just said... It would rock the very world of Magic, boys. So please, Promise me?"
"I promise," Both boys spoke as one.
"I am in way over my head..." Remus rubbed his hands over his face.
-7777((((-))))7777-
Remus pulled into the house with his BMW as Sirius, who was riding shotgun blasted the radio to some pop song. Lucas, in the back, was singing along with his Girlfriend.
Remus smiled as they pulled into the apartment building's parking garage.
It had been Four Years since the day when he had gotten them away from the Dursleys and in that time, Remus had been hard-pressed to wrangle them in.
For the past few years, ever since that first time seeing him use his powers, Remus had been tutoring and training both of them in Magic.
A month after them coming to his home, he realized how much of a truly great Harry was. Lucas too was an amazing student. His magical aptitude and ability to learn transfiguration and charms were amazing. He was nothing short of a Genius in those two fields of studies.
But Harry was a completely different beast.
Hadrian James Potter, or Harry, as he preferred to be called, was the smartest kid Remus had ever known. But on top of this, he was also a Parseltongue, a Metamorphmagus, a Wandless and now Wordless Magic User, the First Mage Sight User of the Century, a Duel Elementalist, the Lord of House Potter and her Fortunes, and the Scion of House Black.
When Remus had taken them to Gringotts, the Goblins revealed that Harry, as the Oldest and Final Son of a Wizarding Ancient and Most Noble Line automatically could be boosted to the title of Lord which would mean inheriting the entire Fortune and Estate of the Potters.
At first, Remus was nervous to put that on a Six-Year-Old, but the Goblins informed him of the Last of Line Clause which, in the Wizengamott preserved all knowledge of Most Noble Families in protected Grimoires and if a Child is the last in the line of their family, they may go to the Ministry and claim the Grimoire's Knowledge as their right and it will magically give the child all the knowledge needed to carry on their house.
As the Potters were Descendants of the Potter, Peverell, and Gryffindor Lines, Harry was able to use all three Grimoires in the Ministry Vault and he came out knowing more about Wizarding Politics, Laws, and etiquette than Remus.
After going back to the Goblins and doing the Blood Ritual, he received two Rings. When Remus asked what the second ring was, the Goblins informed him that Sirius Orion Black the Third named Hadrian James Potter Scion and Heir Apparent of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black and Her Estate.
Thanks to this, the Goblins took him underground and had him touch the Black Grimoire which gave him an even deeper knowledge of Magic and Understanding of the World and Politics.
Because of the fact Sirius made him his Heir, Remus realized that there was no way that he would have tried to get the Dark Lord to kill Harry, so, after some research, Remus realized Sirius was never Questioned, Interrogated, or even given a trial.
With the backing of the newly deemed Lord Potter, Remus went to the Ministry to inquire with the backing of a Magical Lord about the trial. Before Noon, the trial was over, Veritaserum had been used and Sirius' memory used of that night. He was innocent of all accounts.
Lord Black was set free and Compensated Twenty Five Million Galleons for every Year a Wizarding Lord was falsely sentenced to Prison. Because of his Five Year Tenure, the Black Fortune, which was the Third in the Entire World was boosted from Twelve Point Nine Billion Galleons to Thirteen Billion.
One Hundred Million Galleons away from being the Second Richest Wizarding Family in the world.
Having revoked all rights of Bellatrix in the Black-line and reclaiming all of her monetary assets and Estates, the Lestrange Family lost all of its money. Bellatrix had taken half of the Black Fortune when she married into the Lestranges and thanks to the massive shift, the Lestrange Vault becoming empty and the Black Skyrocketing into the ream of Twenty Six Billion Galleons, claiming the right of richest Wizarding Family alive by One Billion Galleons more than the Flamels, he was content not to have any job and just spend his days with Remus, Lucas, and his Godson.
After banishing Bellatrix and the Lestranges from the Black Family, Magically taking all of their rights to the Black Family away, he did the same to Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa, and her Son, Draco.
It was a sweet and sound victory that he held over their heads that the rich blonde ponces and the psychos in jail along with any of their descendants, would never touch any of his money. It would all go to his Godson and his descendants.
He also reinstated Andromeda into the Black Family as an off branch. This meant that his Cousin, Andie's Daughter Tonk was the closest Blood relation to the Blacks and if Harry's line ever died out, her family would inherit the fortunes and titles.
But as Harry was technically not related to the Blacks by Blood, he would have to make sure his line continued to keep the Title.
To his and Remus' shock, the first time Harry ever met Andromeda, Ted, and Nymphadora, he lit up bright red and left to go to the library, no one saw him the rest of the night. But the next morning, Sirius caught a glimpse of Harry's Sketchbook and saw a pencil sketch of Tonks in it with a heart drawn in the corner of the page... The smartest young Mage in the World, the Coldest Child Sirius had ever met, and his Godson had a crush!
Sirius didn't even care that she was Six years older than Harry, he was just happy to see his adopted son actually was capable of loving someone romantically. Harry didn't know that Sirius knew, but Sirius told Remus and Lucas and it had been an inside joke any time that they said that Harry didn't have anyone he liked in that way whenever Lucas brought his numerous girlfriends home.
It was adorable to see their adopted son act like an actual child for once, not the very mature and genius boy who lived a very hard life almost completely devoid of love.
And Sirius was also astounded by the amount of detail in the pencil sketch! He never imagined that something so simple could become something so amazing, and Harry had poured a lot of emotion and magic into the Art he made, so the Sketch of the young teen actually moved and she always smiled prettily, winking, just like Nymphadora did when she caught the young Harry abashedly watching her.
Any time the Tonkses came over the next few years, which was admittedly frequently, Harry always seemed to be quieter than usual and Remus and Sirius would smirk at one another as they watched the young man watch the older Metamorphmagus.
Over the next years, Sirius and Remus' relationship grew into one of more than friends, as they were at Hogwarts and the Bisexual Grim Animagus and the Werewolf married a few months before the Boys' Tenth Birthday on April Twenty Fourth.
They had gone to the Arcade to allow Lucas to go on a "Date" with Marcella Rodettes, the prettiest girl in school, according to Lucas.
"Harry!" Remus called "We are home!"
"In the library!" Came the customary response which the three others had become accustomed to.
"You have a library?" Marcella asked in amazement "That is cool!"
"Yeah, it is hard to ever get Harry actually to leave it!" Complained the little redhead.
"Hey, at least Harry focuses on his studies, unlike somebody..." Remus chuckled at the flushed face of his Godson.
"But Lucas gets perfect grades." Defended Marcella, sitting next to Lucas on the couch.
"Oh, yes, yes, and we are proud about his school grades, but Lucas and Harry both do extracurricular studies like Fencing, Engineering, Electrical Engineering, Sports, Crafting, and dozens of other cool things. Harry, Lucas' brother could cook a four-star meal out in the middle of a forest from foraging and hunting while Lucas would be complaining and whining about how uncushy his log was for sitting." Remus regaled a true tale about their time spent camping which ended early because Lucas began to cry after he found a tic on his ankle.
"Harry also reads about three books a day and has an I.Q. with numbers that I don't know if other kids his age can even count to." Remus said.
Marcella chuckled but then noticed the men weren't and Lucas simply shook his head "He is a loner at school for a reason, no one there is smart enough to have a decent conversation with him... Not even the Teachers, I guess."
"Wow," Marcella said with wide eyes "No offense, but I thought he was just weird."
"None taken, he is..." Lucas said to which Remus and Sirius laughed at enthusiastically "But if you think I am smart for getting perfect grades, imagine us in say University, Harry could probably take one of those courses and have everything memorized in a week while I would only have the first few chapters of the book read."
"Is he really that smart?" Asked the girl.
"He makes me feel inferior almost every time when we are speaking of theory and I was considered a prodigy in an Elite Private School and was a College Professor in America."
There was silence before Sirius spoke up trying to diffuse the tension.
"I'm gonna go check on Harry, can you make something to eat, Remus?" Asked Sirius.
"Sure, Siri." Remus nodded before ushering the young ten-year-olds into the living room.
A thin bony figure inside a dusty library full of ancient books, tomes, and scrolls sat hunched over, looking every bit as skeletal as a mummy. He looked paler than a ghost and had no sign of a heartbeat. The frail-looking figure was draped in a morning robe and boxers.
"Hey, Harry!" Sirius said excitedly "What are you working on today?"
"Magic Scrolls in Parselscript using Magic of the Serpents," The boy said as if it wasn't one of the most difficult and complex forms of Magic in the world.
"You know, if I wasn't the richest bastard in the world you would never even get the chance to even look at any of these books, I think you are taking me for granted."
"I have plenty of money, Sirius. Although I am glad you buy tomes for me which cost more than many wizards make in a decade, you are a bit frivolous. And if you weren't so kind and generous, I would have to severely cut down on my studying."
"Harry, the Potter Fortune is Four Hundred and Six-"
"Five Hundred and Twenty-Seven Million Galleons," Harry stated proudly, not looking up from the scroll he was writing on in black ink which smelled of poison to Sirius "I increased my fortune with some investments. I have been investing in muggle stocks and purchasing several businesses since Winter Break Began."
"That is very smart of you, when did you learn Personal Business and World finance?"
"Three Years Ago," Harry chuckled, not even having to look up to see the sour face Sirius was wearing. The poor old dog probably was joking, not expecting him to have actually studied Economics.
"So, you are making yourself richer?" Sirius teased "You know it is kind of pointless, right? Mooney and I are leaving everything to you, and you can ask us for anything you want. You sure know that Lucas has asked for lots of things."
"I understand that you are leaving me the largest fortune in the known world, Sirius," Harry chuckled, looking up because he had finished his enchantment scroll. It was a masterpiece, it was a Twelve Layered Parselmagic Scroll.
When activated, it released a single use Magical Chain capable of destroying Wards and gaining the user entrance to any fortress known to man. He had created it not out of hope to make money, nor did he even wish to sell it at all. He just hoped and wondered if he could actually do it. He just wanted to experiment with different types of magic to see if he could do everything he wanted.
He was very adept at breaking and defusing wards. He liked the challenge because every ward scheme was different and had to be taken down a different way every time.
Harry was someone who devoted his life to Magic simply because he wanted to learn. He was addicted to learning magic and he was in love with everything that that entailed.
The boy was capable of Feats that Sirius would have thought possible if not for the fact Harry did it.
Sirius and Remus condoned that he practiced as much as he did as long as he took breaks in between and his school grades didn't suffer. Harry agreed and made sure he had time outside of the library where he would do things other than magic. Harry did, despite his brother's claims, have hobbies outside of studying.
Harry, despite his size, was easily the Best Seeker that either ex-Griffindors had ever seen. Lucas was a perfect Chaser and was hoping to become a professional player when he was older. The Red-Haired Twin loved Pranks, Quidditch, Transfiguration, Girls, and spending time relaxing or at arcades, bowling alleys, or the movies. The Married men claimed that if they had charmed James' hair Lily's color that Lucas would be literally no different.
Harry like most of those things, but he also loved Charms, Creating Magic, Fantasy Novels, Art, Music, Fencing, Astronomy, Legends or folk tales, and learning. One of his favorites was the Tale of Three Brothers which Sirius had assured him was true.
As he rolled the scroll up, he waved his hand and a dozen complicated magical locks were placed on it.
"What in Hell's name was that, Raiju?" Sirius shouted looking at the black chain colored ink on the scrolls he placed on the shelf.
"Protection, that is a Dark-Gold Tier Fourth Class Dangerous Artifact. If anyone got ahold of that... That could literally win a war. Only those with permission of myself or my family may open it."
"Well damn... You could probably double the Potter Fortune if it really was a Dak-Gold Tier... Did you say Fourth Class? I thought your scroll making was only on First Class? When did you skip three levels of Mastery?" Sirius' eyes were bugging out.
"Well, the last scroll I made was like three months ago, of course, I will improve." He said before brushing off his jeans "Is that little girl still here?"
"Lucas' most recent girlfriend? Yeah, we just got home, she is staying for snacks."
"I don't like her. I heard her bragging about being with him to some of the girls on the softball team." He said before changing his appearance to one of a literal identical twin of Lucas.
"I still don't understand why you always have to refuse to look like yourself whenever you are with people outside of Remus, Lucas, and I... Raiju, I know you don't like the way you look-"
"It isn't that, Padfoot." Harry snapped.
Sirius sighed and threw an arm over his Godson "Sorry I pressed you on it, do you wanna talk now or later?"
"It's just... Everyone always looks at Lucas with such adoration! They all love him. He is kind to everyone and he always makes them smile... I just... no one ever smiles when I am around, everyone is always angry around me." He had tears running down his face and he reverted to Harry rather than the Identical twin of Lucas Potter."
"Harry, how old are you?" Asked Sirius, the usually happy glint gone from his eyes.
"I am ten." The boy sniffed and wiped the tears from his cheeks.
"How many ten-year-olds do you think can write a Magic Scroll?" Sirius asked "How many Ten-year-olds can Master Occlumency? How many ten-year-olds can do wandless magic? How many ten-year-olds can do soundless magic? How many ten-year-olds have read as many books as you? How many ten-year-olds have Mastered not one, but two Animagus Transformations? How many ten-year-olds are Millionaires? How many ten-year-olds have Mage Sight, or use Parselmagic, or are a Dual Elemental? Do you know the answer, Harry?"
"What, Sirius?" He asked in a tired and pleading voice "How many?"
"None," Sirius stated in the calmest and serious tone Harry had heard him use since the Trial when he was under Veritaserum "Except for you. Just because some stinking muggles don't want to be your best friend doesn't mean you aren't amazing, Harry. Just because you are a genderfluid Pansexual Magical Badass who can do magic with barely a thought doesn't mean that everyone knows that. No one but three other people knows what you really look like. None but us four know of your powers or your true intelligence, Harry. I know it is hard making friends when you are young, and for you it is even harder because of your trust issues and trauma from the Dursley's... But you have to move past it, Harry. I am sorry, but it is necessary to move forward in life. You need to learn to trust and love more people than just us. Not that you should stop loving us, but you need to be a little more open, Harry. I know maybe not with those in your school, you are way above them at literally everything, but someone. To them, you are just weird. Which you are. But it is a good thing, Harry. You are the smartest, nicest, and most caring boy I know. If not for you, I would be rotting in Azkaban. Without you, I wouldn't be married. And without you... We wouldn't have a family. I know that right now it may seem useless, but when you get around people who can match your wit an who you might be able to trust, then you might be able to make some real and good friends. Now quit crying, Raiju or Remus will be mad at me."
Harry took a moment to stop his crying before enveloping the much taller Sirius in a bone-crushing hug.
"Thanks, Sirius." He said in a whisper.
"Any time..." Sirius hugged him back, it was like Harry and Lucas were his own sons. And he treated them like it. He truly loved them like they were.
After a moment to recollect himself, the Raven and Wolf/Fox Spirit God Animagus smirked at the Grim Animagus and nodded, changing into his "Outside" face as he liked to call it.
-7777((((-))))7777-
"Lucas!" Came a shrill whisper.
"Wa-?" Asked the tired little brother.
"Wake up." The black haired boy replied.
"Mmm!" Was his intelligent reply "No, go back to sleep."
"You are already awake, now come out of your bed before I douse you with an Aguamenti Flumen."
"What is an Aguachameleon Flagpole?" Asked the dreary eyed boy.
"Did you stay up texting Annabell?" Harry accused "I thought I told you to be asleep by eleven?"
"Whatever!" The boy rolled over.
"You asked for it," He growled and like that, the entire bed was flooded with summoned water.
"AAAAAHHHHH!" Then younger twin shouted out in shock "HADRIAN!"
"Get out of bed next time then, sleepyhead." The Older brother smirked before using his magic to dry his brother and everything which had gotten wet "You needed to bathe anyway, you smell horid."
"I am sorry I am not immaculate enough for you, My Lord." Lucas groveled sarcastically.
"Yes, good, you should be." Harry drawled in the perfect image of Pureblood Ponce.
The boys laughed hysterically before Lucas sighed "Why did you wake me up so early?"
"It is Half-Past Ten," Harry growled "It is our birthday. I cooked for everyone."
"You do every morning, bro." Lucas chimed merrily, there was no better cooking in the world than Harry's and that was a fact the other three members of the household had come to realize.
"No, I made a Brunch Feast, the Tonkses are coming over." He said matter of factly.
"OH?" Lucas shot out of bed before whispering "Brunch with the In-Laws, Harry?"
"What was that?" Harry asked in annoyance of missing whatever his brother had mumbled.
"Nothing," He said in an infuriatingly sing-song voice.
"Then come, we need you dressed and at least half-way presentable," Harry said decisively.
"Are you still going to be wearing my face?" Lucas asked as he pulled on a random shirt which turned out to be a Harry didn't answer.
Lucas was wearing his Purple Pride of Portee Jersey so Harry walked over to his dresser and pulled on a Navy colored Puddlemere United Sweater over his white tee-shirt.
"Harry! Lucas!" Remus called from the living room "The Tonkses are here, come say hi! Is Lucas up yet?"
"Yes, I'm up!" Lucas marched out of his room "I have been up for ages!"
"Oh really? Then why is it that when I went into your room five minutes ago that your snoring was shaking the top bunk?"
Lucas blushed at the fact Sirius had called him out.
"Lucas snores?" Came a chipper voice of Nymphadora Tonks "Well hell, I didn't know that, you dork."
"I-I don't snore!" He claimed.
"Yes you do." Harry's cool voice which was so precise and controlled it chilled many who listened to it, but didn't affect the other six people in the room as they had grown accustomed to it by now "If I had a wand I would need a Muffliato and Silencio to keep myself of having nightmares of chainsaws above me."
This backhanded comment received snickers from everyone.
"Dang, bro, that hurts."
"So do the headaches from your snoring. I would gladly punch you right in the nose to get rid of the flopping around of your Adnoidal Tissue back there if you want." He raised a fist and eyebrow simultaneously.
"Oh, how I missed your humor, Harry," Tonks said throwing an arm over his shoulder and pulling him into a tight hug. If not for his Occlumency keeping down his emotions and his Metamorph powers working to keep all the blood from his cheeks, he would be as bright red as a cherry at the affection the girl was showing him.
"I missed you as well, Tonks." He gave a small smile before asking "How did you enjoy your last year of peace at Hogwarts? I am sure that as soon as my brother and I come, all hell will break loose."
"Is that so?" She asked, wrapping another arm around him and leaning onto his back to the point he was sure his Occlumency shields were literally shaking and preparing to break "Just what naughtiness will be getting into?" She asked, her voice so close to his ear he couldn't help the involuntary shudder of pleasure.
Lucas saw it, however, and hid a smirk.
"Hey Tonks, how come Harry gets all the attention? It is my birthday too, it has been a whole Six months! I want a hug." He said with a childlike smirk.
"Oh fine, if you insist." She said with a smirk before morphing into an old hag and walking over to the youngest Potter and chasing him around threatening him with kisses from her warty lips.
When everyone had calmed down, Harry served everyone their meals with the practiced ease of a master culinarian. With years of practice and even better knowledge of how all flavors should be changed and affected, he was able to make the best food possible. But his cooking goes beyond that. So far beyond, in fact, to the point of him literally infusing magic into his cooking. Usually, he used radiant or ambient magic from around the room or the house, but he had decided to go all out and imbue his cooking with his own magic. Red from when he summoned flames, blue when he summoned Ice, Green from inside of him, and yellow from the atmosphere of the kitchen and living room. It was the four base colors and the four which would mix best for a perfectly balanced and perfect taste. When one consumed magic, not only would it benefit their Magical growth, but imbued magic would benefit the health and enhance the flavor.
Sirius raised his glass of orange juice and said proudly "To the chef" and everyone around the table said "To Harry" except for the flushed boy himself who said "To Family" which caused everyone to say "Awwww." causing his annoyingly bright blush to go an even darker shade.
"Well, as always, birthday boys eat first." Remus pointed his fork towards their side of the table. As it was a square, there were two people on each side. Sirius and Remus sat across from Harry and Lucas Harry sat on the left while Lucas sat on the right. Sirius sat to the Right While Remus sat to the Left.
On the Right side of the table, Ted and Andromeda were smelling the meal and were dumbfounded by the tantalizing aromas produced by a child.
Then there was Nymphadora who sat to Harry's immediate Left or to Sirius' Right.
Lucas took the first bite and soon, through a disgusting example of how not to have manners, he tore through the breakfast with such vigor some outsider who couldn't smell how amazing Harry's cooking smelt would have thought he was possessed.
Harry raised a fork of Black Pudding and swallowed it with a smug smirk before his face returned to completely neutral. As he slowly and decetantly dug into the meal, he savored the flavors and made sure to enjoy everything he consumed.
It was good, easily the best meal he had ever made or had. But he wanted to know the thoughts of the people he considered his family. So, he focussed on not showing any emotion despite quite enjoying and loving the delicious food.
When he finally sat his fork down, it was a full three minutes after his brother ravenously tore through his meal before belching in a very barbaric way.
After his brother had unceremoniously burped and practically hailed Harry as the Culinary God and sang nothing but praises, the other five watched him eat slowly, not showing anything close to the pure ecstasy which Lucas had on his face as he plowed through the entire meal in under two minutes.
"How was it?" Asked Remus, noticing Harry had finished "It isn't poisoned, was it?" He chuckled only to receive a stern look from Lucas.
"That was the greatest meal of my life." He stated with a completely serious expression on his face "I feel like I could play Quidditch for a Year and could cast a hundred spells. It was literally the most amazing food I have tasted. Hands down."
"And what do you think, Harry?" Asked Sirius.
"I should have Sauteed the Vegetables for another Thirteen Seconds and then infused a little more green into the Sausages."
"Infused?" Asked Andromeda.
"Green?"
"Oh..." Remus began.
"My..." Sirius' jaw dropped.
"Gods..." Lucas finished.
"You finally did it?" Remus cheered "You finally figured out how to do it? You have been working on this project for three years!"
"Congratulations, pup!" Sirius exclaimed, "I know this will be the greatest food this old mutt has ever tasted."
"It was amazing, Bro. Do it more." Lucas threw his arm over his twin who currently had his hair and eye color as well as his other looks.
As they began to eat, they were all stunned by how brilliant such a simple brunch could be. The flavours and textures were nothing less than perfect and the taste was the most spectacular and outrageously creative and scrumptious any of them had every had.
Harry took their silence for a second before getting slightly nervous.
When he heard Nym Moan out how good it was he couldn't help but feel his entire body light up in a blush and proud smile.
A few minutes passed to have them all with filled bellies and happy smiles.
"That. Was. Epic. Can I have one, mom?" Asked Tonks in a joking tone "God, Harry, if I had known you were the God of Cooking I would have bowed when we came in."
"This is truly the greatest meal I have ever had." Ted said with a wide smile "Good job, Harry, my boy."
"That's my Godson for you, always the greatest." Sirius winked at Harry before his eyes moved to Tonks then back.
"That, Harry, was the most pleasurable food I have ever had. And Lucas was totally right about that feeling." Remus smirked, "I am glad you have finally completed your project."
"It truly was the best cooking I have ever had, Harry, you should give me some tips. But on top of that, I think you all should do some explaining. What are you all so happy about? What project?" Andromeda inquired annoyed at being left out of the big secret.
"Well, years ago, when Sirius was first released from Azkaban, Harry wanted to do something special. He wanted to learn to cook with magic. Not spells, but magic. The magic in and around us. The energy in the world and all living things. He was capable of manipulating True Magic. But he had always wanted to incorporate his ability to control raw energy into other things. Such as cooking. He had been trying to become the first person to put true magic in a dish because not only would the taste increase exponentially, there would be other effects. Like, if he put Red Magic, which is action-based, it would give a person more acclimation to action based magic and would literally temper and increase the amount of magic inside your body. If it were green or reactive magic, it causes things to change or to happen after the impact. Blue is inherent magic, something which just exists, like Kinetic Energy. Then there is Yellow Magic which is Active Magic. Something which is constantly losing output and flowing, like electricity. He has been working on the theories and explained it to us dozens of times for us to finally get it, but he has written four books on the effects of different magics and how they would change someone's inherent magic if infused inside of a dish. He had just been unable to successfully apply it into practical use because he wasn't able to get the correct amount of each magic inside the dishes. If the balance of magic is off by even a little, the energies would all collide and either dissipate or explode. I remember when he once accidentally exploded the oven because he added too much red Magical Energy and not enough Blue. His theories are literally revolutionary in terms of our understanding. He has contacted the publisher already and they told him they would pay him Forty Thousand Galleons to publish his novel if he could prove it worked. He just finished inventing a completely new field of magic. Culinary Magical Arts." Remus finished with a smirk.
"Y-You created a New Branch of Magic?" Ted asked in astonishment "How is that possible?"
"I wondered if I could do something no one before I has tried, so I did." He smirked, taking a sip of his milk.
"F-Forty Tho-Thousand Galleons?" Tonks was practically salivating "I will make a Thousand Galleons a Year as an Auror!" She shouted, "That is a small fortune!"
"Nymphadora, you do realize Harry is a Lord, right, sweetie? So is Siri. Both of them are rich." Andromeda smirked as the realization dawned on her face.
"Yeah, we are rich." Sirius said with a smirk "I have Seven Manors yet I lower my class to live in this dump with this old coot and two insane children."
"Sirius, if you call me an old coot again I will neuter you." Remus threatened angrily.
"What?" Sirius exclaimed, "But you love fondling-"
"Sirius Orion!" Andromeda screamed, "There are children present!"
Everyone turned to see Lucas covering his face with his hands, his entire neck red from a blush while Harry simply stared back "What? If you think Lucas' snores are loud, imagine having to sleep in the same apartment without a wand with those two howling and barking at all times of the night." He spoke causing everyone to flinch back "Oh, the library is nice, but the company is quite horrible. There is an old coot, a crazy old sugar daddy, and some odd child who seems to think he knows how to properly lock a door while he is snogging his girlfriends."
"Y-You know about sex?" Asked Remus with a shocked expression "I thought I would have had to give you two the talk before Hogwarts. Thank God I don't have to do it."
"I have known about sex since I was four. I accidentally apparated into the living room of some of our neighbors when I was running away from Dudley and Piers. They were doing it on the mantle which I didn't understand at the time but I just walked out the front door and they didn't notice me. Your gay fantasies the next room over aren't very quiet."
The entire room was silent before Lucas and Harry descended into a fit of laughter simultaneously soon followed by Tonks, Sirius, Remus, and the elder Tonkses. Until the entire table was cheerfully laughing and enjoying themselves.
It was five minutes after that when the Hogwarts acceptance letters of the young Potters and Nymphadora's supply letter flew through the window as the Single Owl which carried all three left without payment.
It was a good day at the Potter-Black Household and one which they would all hold as one of their most cherished memories. One as a family.
-7777((((-))))7777-
As they walked into Diagon Alley for the first time, the twin Potters were struck by the amazing amount of sights, smells, and people.
Lucas gave a brilliant grin whilst Harry fell onto his ass.
"Woah, what's wrong?" Remus asked, pulling the boy to his feet easily.
"E-Everyone is so powerful," Harry gasped out, his breath ragged and his heart beating quickly "I have never felt so much concentrated magic in a single place. It is so bright. And there are so many interesting things, I was simply overwhelmed, sorry."
"It is fine, Harry," Sirius smirked "Now Remus will take Harry and you two can go to Flourish and Blotts to get Lucas and Harry's books. Lucas and I will go to get Quidditch supplies and get your uniforms. Then Remus will take you to the apothecary and get your stuff for potions. Then we will get everything else on the list. We will meet you at Eyelop's Owl Emporium at Noon and look for pets for the boys. Then we go to Ollivanders, then Florean's. Sound good?"
"Sounds fair," Lucas beamed excitedly.
"I am going to buy lots of books," Harry said with his normal air of intensity and cold voice.
"Cool, then let's go!' Sirius handed Remus a bag which held a Hundred Galleons "That should be enough."
"See you two."
-7777((((-))))7777-
As they stood in the pet store, Harry and Lucas were staring at the animals with enthusiasm.
"I want her!" Exclaimed Lucas pointing at a darkened cage.
"Th-That is a Black Bat." The teen at the counter said "She has been on display since MY First Year at Hogwarts Seven Years ago. No one has been able to claim her. She is a symbol of Shadows and will only accept a Master with enough power for her to Syphon for food. She is like a parasite. We have to feed her magical tablets, but if you want her, know she will suck a tiny percent of magic from you to survive."
"H-How much magic?" Asked Sirius.
"Oh, maybe one percent of your Magic Monthly." The shopkeep said "But many believe that not worth it. She is a Magical Animal and people could just buy normal bats like these ones right here. But she does have some special abilities. She can use magic, and she can disappear or reappear through magical shadow travel."
"Shadow Travel?" Asked Harry "I have never heard of such a thing."
"That is because only these rare Magical Black Bats can do it. It is the same principal of Phoenix flame traveling only they summon and travel through shadows to wherever their masters call them... Also, since she is magical, as long as her master gives her magic to feed, she will not die. At least, not until the owner does."
"She is perfect!" Lucas claimed excitedly.
"Alright, if you are sure, she will be Three Galleons." The man said.
"That is pretty expensive!" Remus exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Well, I hate to admit it, but she is a magical creature and only eats special tablets unless she is bonded. So she has been really expensive to keep. We needed to sell her at such a price."
"Alright," Sirius produced the money and handed it over "There you go, Lucas. Now, Harry, what do you want?"
"Hm, I think I would prefer a bird. An Owl, but I don't know what type." He said before meeting eyes with two large amber orbs "I want that one, she is Hedwig." He stated with finality.
The lock on the cage opened and the door opened. The owl, seeing the chance of freedom jumped out and flew towards the twin who didn't have the lightning scar.
"It seems she has chosen you as well..." The shopkeep said, confused how the door opened "One Galleon for the Snowy Owl."
"Thanks for your business!" Sirius paid and the small quartet left.
As they walked across the bustling alley to get to Ollivanders, Lucas' hat was knocked off.
Sirius, Remus, and Lucas freaked out for a second, expecting everyone to swarm the Boy-Who-Lived, but instead, to the immense shock of the three, no one even looked at him twice.
"Y-Your scar? Where is the scar?" Remus whispered.
"Disillusionment Charm, you have to use some Blue Magic and make sure to keep it hidden. It is like a reaction. It is very simple."
"You cast it in literally like two seconds, no one noticed, and you did it without you know what?" Asked Sirius rubbing his face.
"Yup," Harry said proudly "I was looking up the semantics of the spell and decomposed it down to the most basic lines of how to block a visualization and cover up Black or Purple Magic. I also learned the Notice-Me-Not Charms."
"Fuck," Sirius rubbed his temples while chuckling "You do realize you could have told us and I didn't have to suffer a minor heart attack, Raiju?"
"Language, Padfoot." Harry sighed "I know, but still, better to keep Y'all on your toes. There was no promise I would be there to keep him from being noticed."
"Let's just go and get our wands," Lucas said in a cheery tone.
"Yeah. Yeah, let's go." Remus gave a weak laugh "Your magic is growing, Harry."
"Indeed," Sirius said "Do you think you even need to go to Hogwarts?"
"I simply wish to go to make friends, I don't think the Professors will be able to teach me the same way they do others if what you say is true and I am ahead of the normal student."
"Believe me, Harry, I didn't know what a Disillusionment Spell was until I became an Auror at Nineteen."
"You were also terrible at studying. But seriously, Harry. That is an OWL level spell."
"That is cool, I guess." Harry shrugged as Sirius held the door open for everyone to shuffle in.
"Ah, Misters Harry and Lucas Potter." Came an ethereal voice "I was waiting for the day when you would be coming into my shop. By the Gods, I remember when your parents both came in, looking just as you two do now. Your father's wand was Eleven Inches, Mahogany, Dragon Heartstring. Pliable and made for a powerful transfiguration based Wizard. Dear Lily, on the other hand... It seems only yesterday she was in here herself, buying her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow and Veela Hair. It was a rarity but I made it on a drunken bet. It went to her and I was amazed at how well she was paired to it. Nice wand for charm work. Now, let's see what the two of you will get." He completely ignored Sirius and Remus and began measuring the boys.
"Well, I'll be damned." Garrick raised an eyebrow "I would ask that you return to your original state for us to get a perfect read on you, Mr. Potter."
"How did you know I wasn't in my true form?" Harry asked, reverting to a much paler, much skinnier, and sharper form. His body was more agile and much more ready to take on an enemy. He had terrifying eyes and long raven hair which went down to his shoulders. His face had high cheek bones and a small nose. His blood red lips were plump and his cheeks and nose were dusted with dark freckles. The boys of indian descent looked similar, but when Harry was in the form of being his brother's identical twin, they seemed identical. When he was in his own form, he was much more... Dangerous and Intimidating. His cool demeanor and intelligent eyes made for an offsetting combination. Despite his usually kind actions, he was viciously defensive.
His stance was one which seemed to shout anger but his body language portrayed ultimate calmness.
"Intriguing. You have your mother's eyes and hair but father's hair color." Ollivander noted "And you asked how I know... It is because I, like you, Mr. Potter, have the eyes of a True Mage."
"You have Mage Sight?" Harry asked the Wand Crafter whose magic was bright white while his eyes were like small suns.
"Can't you see it?" He asked "I can definitely see the Sight in your eyes. The Green Magic is absolutely brilliant."
"Yes, I can." Harry nodded "You are White, it is amazing to see such powerful magic inside of a Wandcrafter. You are even more powerful that Remus when he is in his Furry Mode."
"H-Harry you aren't supposed to-"
"Mr. Lupin, I have known since you first stepped into this shop that you were infected by the Wolf Disease. But in all my long years, never has one with Mage Sight entered into my Shop. And I have only witnessed one other Metamorphmagus."
"Tonks?" Lucas asked "You saw her true form? She never shows it to us!"
"Ah, young Nymphadora... Seven Inches, Willow, Springy, Everchanging, temperamental, and its core was that of the Heartstring of a Chimera."
"A chimera?" Sirius shouted, "My Cousin has a Wand with the Heart of a Chimera in it!"
"Indeed, Lord Black," Ollivander nodded "Now, to get you boys' wands. I will start with the youngest."
Rummaging around, he pulled one out "Ten Inches, Ash, Dragon Heartstring. Great for Transfiguration and Malleable."
Lucas flicked it only for it to puff out smoke and make a noise which could only be described as a let down.
"Nope!" Ollivander took it and put the case back on the shelf.
"Perhaps this, Eight Inch, Blackthorn and Cherry, Hippogriff Hair, Hard, Unyielding, Strong."
Lucas grabbed it and flicked it. But nothing happened.
"Guess not." Ollivander hummed "Perhaps Dumbledore was correct. Try... this one."
Lucas wrapped his hand around his wand and to everyone's excitement, it shot out red and yellow sparks.
"Curious... I expected something... More."
"What do you mean?" Asked Sirius "That is what usually happens when someone gets their wand."
"Yes, it is, but I was expecting something else. Dumbledore probably just got my hopes up. Anywho, that is Holly, Eleven Inches, Phoenix Feather from Fawkes the Phoenix of Albus Dumbledore, the Brother of the wand which gave you that scar..."
"I am not afraid of my past, Mr. Ollivander. And if this wand chose me, then there was a reason. I don't care if it was the brother wand to the Dark Lord's or Grindelwald! It is mine!"
"Good, that will be seven Galleons." Ollivander smiled.
Sirius paid and also paid ten Galleons for a Dragon Hide Wand Holster.
"Now, you, Lord Potter." Chuckled Ollivander "Perhaps this one. Cherry, Nine Inches, Dragon Heartstring, Powerful in Defense."
"Blackwood, Ten Inches, Unicor Tail Hair, Perfect for Charms."
"Redwood, Twelve Inches, Phoenix Feather, Great for fire."
"Citrus, Six Inches, Unicorn Tail Hair, Wacky and springy."
"Palm, Eight Inches, Veela Hair, Strong in Offensive Magic."
"Cedar, Eleven Inches, Sphinx Heartstring, Great for Dark Magic."
"Pine and Goblin Gold, Twelve Inches, Hydra Blood, Unyielding and Powerful."
"Ancient Oak, Eight and a Quarter Inches, Heartstring of a Magical Black Eagle, it is Cautious, Strong, and loyal."
Harry tested it, but yet again, it didn't work.
"Well, honestly it has never taken more than Five attempts for me to pair a Wizard to their wand, Lord Potter, so I shall ask you to feel with your magic, concentrate on your Mage Sight and call your magic to your eyes and look for a tendril of magic connecting your wand to you."
The Eldest Son of the Pureblood Line closed his eyes and focused on his magic and listened to the Wandcrafter.
"Four Rows back, Top Shelf, Third Wand up," Harry said after opening his eyes.
"Indeed, very good, Mr. Potter." Ollivander went and retrieved the wand before coming back and opening the case to reveal a stunning piece. It was something which instantly Harry fell in love with "This wand is special, it was not, in fact, crafted by me alone. I was able to visit the Goblin Nation Fifty Seven Years ago. While there, I met a Goblin who loved the idea of magic, but because the Goblins can't use wands, he wanted to help me craft one. This wand is made of Elder Yew and has a handle of Goblin Silver. Those three Pyramid like shapes on the handle are pure Goblin Metals and each one has a jewel which Ragnok, the Goblin I worked on it with, had personally mined and placed them into the metal. There are three different Metals in the handle, Goblin Silver, Gold, and Platinum. The Silver has Black Diamond in it, the Gold has a Ruby, and the Platinum has a Saphire. The Core is a very rare and very difficult mixture. It is a Liquid-Solid Core which was the first time it had ever been attempted. I have only made Five others like it. It has a Thunderbird Tail Feather and Liquid Emerald as the Core. Thirteen and a Half Inches it is Precise, Sly, Reliable, and Brutal."
"Wow..." Harry whispered as he picked up the black wand with a white tip and metallic handle. It was so unique and original, he couldn't help but marvel at the masterpiece.
The entire room lit up with magic, the wand began to give off a song which sounded like a symphony of hundreds of instruments cheering and singing. The shop lit up with Green, Red, Purple, and Turquoise colors, the entire storefront began to vibrate as the wand bonded to the Wizard and the tip of the wand glowed a bright Blue light which was simply stunning. As Ollivander looked into the boy's eyes. He realized he didn't need to use Mage Sight to see the Killing Curse Green Orbs glowing with Power and Magic. His sclera flickered black and his eyes appeared to be the brightest things in the world before everything stopped and the entire shop fell silent as if literally nothing had happened. It was like it had not just experienced the most amazing wand bonding in history.
"Wow indeed," Ollivander agreed "I have seen lots of oddities, Lord Potter, and that, was something not even I understand. Alas, the Wand chooses the wizard. And that one is a great wand. I will expect great things from you Potter Twins. Because, no matter good or evil... You two will be great."
With that ominous statement, Sirius purchased the wand and a Hungarian Horntail Dragon Leather Wand Holster for Harry and the group went to have some Ice Cream and Harry discussed the Witch Burnings with Florean.