The sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon turning the clouds beautiful shades of pinks and reds. The birds were just starting to chirp their good morning songs. All was peaceful and quiet while most living things still slumbered. One large house marked the landscape and it also was quiet and still, but not for long...
Cyrus looked at his twin and grinned when he saw the same smile he had. Elijah and Cyrus were at the end of Harry's bed about to jump on. They grinned at each other and counted softly to each other mentally.
"One," Counted Cyrus.
"Two," counted Elijah.
"Three," they shouted together out loud, and jumped on an un-expecting and snoring Harry, only to be caught and brought into an unexpected tickle war. Harry grinned down at his sons and kept relentlessly tickling them, till they were both laughing so hard they were crying. Once done he smiled at them and hugged them both. He could still remember the day he found the two of them.
Harry moved slowly through the forest, hearing the rustling of leaves all around him. He could see squirrels and birds on branches of the trees all around him. He sighed and shook his head, "Why did I ever agree to go looking for this Griffon in the first place?" Harry then stopped, the forest was oddly quiet. He felt something move over his shoe and looked down to see a baby basilisk slithering over it. He smiled and knelt down and offered his hand to the baby. Once it slithered into is hand and had wrapped its tail around his arm he lifted it up.
"Where is your mother little one?" he asked in parseltongue. He gently let his fingers slide over the soft light blue scales of the baby.
"Sshe's guarding our tongue brothersss." The baby replied.
"Tongue brothers. Do you mean Sspeakersss like me?" he asked the baby snake curiously. He had never met anyone else besides himself that was a speaker.
"Yess. My mother found them a week ago and hasss been caring for them brother." Replied the little snake with what looked to be the form of a snake smile.
"Could you take me to them, my beautiful brother." He said trying to make him feel admired enough to take him.
"I ssshall gladly take you to them brother." he said and slithered down Harry's body, his silky skin feeling like water moving around Harry. As Harry followed the baby basilisk through the forest, he could feel the soft soil under his skin and smiled. This was perfect country for snakes, though basilisk were different then snakes. Harry had learned after his second year that basilisks could turn off their ability to kill anyone who looked them in the eyes, and the basilisk in the chamber had been changed using dark magic. Just another reason he hated Lord moldy butt.
After a little while, they broke through the trees and came into a clearing, where a larger basilisk with light blue scales was talking to two young boys. From their looks you could see clearly that they were identical twins. They had pale white skin with raven black hair and once Harry looked closer, he could see they each had one sapphire blue eye and one emerald green one.
"Momma why can we speak to you, even though we aren't snakes?" asked one of them
"And why can we understand what you say back?" asked the other.
Harry smiled at the boys and stepped forward cautiously. "It is because you are parseltongues. But what are you doing out here?" he asked, in parseltongue. He smiled kindly when they looked at him, and bowed to the mother basilisk.
"It is an honor to sssee you madam, I hope you are not angry with me for entering your forest." He said in as elegant a voice he could. He knew this basilisk was much younger than the one in the chamber, because it was only about twenty feet long and three feet tall.
"You are mossst welcome, brother. I am Evangolete, and this is not my forest. Many years ago my mother had been left here when her bonded died. I've been here since she died, as have my ssonss." She said back blinking her eyes and moving her head in what looked to be the snake form of bowing.
Harry moved to the twins and sat down on the ground near enough to them that they could see him, but not feel threatened. He gave a sweet smile, and then noticing what they were wearing, looked appalled. It was late winter, a time when the snakes should have been hibernating, and these boys should have been wearing more than their shorts. Harry gave a kind smile and motioned them forward. "I won't hurt you. I'm a wizard, like you two. What are you both doing out here dressed like that?" he asked, looking concerned. He grabbed two twigs and transfigured them into warm jackets and offered them to the boys. He smiled when they walked forward and allowed him to help them put them on.
"We woke up out here." One said quietly.
"We didn't know where we were, but then momma found us and kept us safe. "Supplied the other.
Harry smiled up at the mother basilisk. "Thank you so much for looking after them. If you will allow me, and if they agree, I'd like to take you all home." He said and smiled at the boys and then at the mother and her daughter and son, who was hanging around one of the boy's necks.
"That would be agreeable, brother. But I must say that even if you took them, you would have to take us. As my sssonss are their familiars as I am yours." She said with what looked like a smug look.
Harry chuckled and nodded his head, before turning to the boys. "Would you like to come home with me? I would love to have sons of my own and you boys need a family. Don't worry momma will be coming too, as well as her sons. Is it alright?" he asked, still in parseltongue. He wasn't sure if the boys knew how to speak anything else. After a moment, he smiled when the twins nodded.
"Do you have names?" he asked giving a smile.
"I'm Cyrus." Said Cyrus, after smiling shyly and moving closer to his brother.
"And I'm Elijah." Said Elijah, before giving Cyrus a protective and encouraging hug.
Harry smiled and put Cyrus's basilisk around his neck, seeing as it was the basilisk that had brought Harry to the twins. He then picked both of them up and started to walk out of the forest sending sparks up wandlessly to signal Hagrid.
Harry still laughed every time he remembered the look on Hagrid's face. When Hagrid had seen Harry walking out of the forest carrying twin boys with baby basilisks around his neck, and followed by their mother, he had nearly fainted. Harry smiled and grinned at his twins.
"Well boys what would you like for breakfast?" he asked and smiled, then kissed each of their foreheads. They were both still in their matching blue pajamas with messy hair that they liked to keep shoulder length.
"BLUEBERRY WAFFLES!" they both shouted at the same time, grinning ear to ear. It was their favorite breakfast. Harry smiled and got up, then lifted both of them under his arms as if he was carrying two barrels. He then proceeded to charge downstairs to the kitchen, smiling when he saw momma and her sons lying by the fire. Harry had purchased a rather large estate so that he and his sons could live peacefully, thought it wasn't too peaceful. The daily profit wrote stories about them as often as they could, and they couldn't go out in public without being hounded by fans and reporters.
Of course no help was given by Rita Skeeter in that area. Harry hadn't come out to the public about the adoption. He honestly didn't think it was any of their business. Most people were still spreading rumors about who the mother of the twins could be. The prophet insisted it had to have been Ginny Weasley causing the savior to cringe. The boys looked enough like him to pass for his own and Harry just preferred to allow people to make their own conclusions. It wasn't like they wouldn't make up rumors about the boys birthing anyways. Even with all the stories in the profit slandering his name, he wanted the boys to have a normal life, which meant no reporters, no cameras and no fan clubs.
Once in the kitchen Harry set a twin each to a seat and made blueberry waffles from scratch, charming them to come out all different colors and making the blueberries change color. He grinned and set a small stack on a plate that had a picture of a broom and another on a picture of a wand, before setting them before the twins. He then grabbed butter and syrup. "Dig in boys." He said and smiled happily. Once he got them done, he made his own stack and started to eat with the boys, which turned into an all-out war of them throwing multicolored blueberries at each other. Well more like getting spoons and flinging them at each other.
After a good 15 minutes they were all out of ammunition and Harry looked them all over. He then burst out laughing at the multicolored spots all over him and the boys. He smiled and turned their plates into mirrors. "I believe we are gonna need a family bath boys." He said and grinned when the boys started to giggle to each other about how they looked. They had started family baths when they had first arrived with Harry to his home. It turned out the boys couldn't speak English, just parseltongue. When everyone had started to talk to them in English, they had been so scared that they just clung to Harry and started to cry. He could still remember whispering little comforts to them in parseltongue and seeing the looks of horror on the Weasley senior faces. Mrs. Weasley had said that if Harry had ever wanted to bring his "wards" into her home again they would have to learn to be normal. Harry had lost his temper at that and had calmly but firmly stated," I only arrived to inform you that I would be cutting connections with you, Ronald, and Ginny. I don't want my son's near people who look down on them, and you have lied long enough. Also do me a favor and inform Ginny that I never had a sexual interest in her, as I am not attracted to the female gender." He said, then ever so calmly aparated away with his sons still crying. After he had gotten them calmed down, they had all taken a bath together and gotten to play a bunch of games. After they had calmed down, they realized they did understand and speak English, they were just so nervous that they didn't know how to respond to so many people, especially without their basilisks. They had started to apologize, but since the first word out of their mouths was dad, Harry hadn't let them finish, he just wrapped them in a bear hug and held them. They still slept in his bead on stormy nights and when they had nightmares. Their room was connected to his and he had promised that no matter what, he would always protect them. Once he had made the adoption finale, he had had Dobby and Winky make sure the main Potter house was in good shape for use, and had moved them into that house. The press had had a field day when they saw the Potters move in, along with seeing the younger Potters for the first time.
Harry smiled at his sons and picked up one of them each, then went charging up to his room, then into his bathroom. His bathroom was simple enough. It had black tile on the walls and ceiling, with a shower and sink. But the main attraction was the spa sized bathtub. All you had to do was tap the water taps with your wand, and the tub would instantly fill with water and bubbles and the tub had been charmed to stay warm.
Harry quickly tapped the water and put in strawberry flavored bubbles, then jumped in with his sons attached to him. The bath tub was also charmed to turn deeper if someone jumped in. But that had a safety implication added. Harry had to be there in order for the boys to be able to swim in the bathtub. Harry grinned and started to splash and wash his sons as he let his mind wander back to the years before. When the press had first seen the twins, they had expected to see a married Harry with them, but the first reporter noticed no mother and no ring on Harry's finger and all hell had broken loose. The Weasley's, besides Fred and George, had started the rumor about Harry knocking up some foreign girl and she not wanting him or the children and that was why Ginny had turned down Harry. Harry had been very tempted to go over and rip their heads off, but Momma (the nick name that Evangolete goes by) had reminded him, they just weren't worth it. Harry had made both Fred and George the godparents and had cut Hermione out of his life as well, when she had told him that until he found a different home for the boys that she wouldn't talk to him. She had also wanted him to not only apologize to the Weasleys but also fix things with Ginny. Harry quickly shook his head and turned his mind to the matter at hand, which was drying off the boys. He grinned and wrapped big warm blue fluffy towels around each boy and started to dry their hair with a towel. He grinned when their heads came out from under the towels and gently nudged each of their noses.
"Daddy, why are you on a different planet?" Cyrus asked, looking nervous.
"Did we do something wrong?" asked Elijah.
The only time the boys had ever seen Harry so distracted, was when he was trying to figure out a way to punish them without actually hurting them. Like when they had broken the vase after they were told they couldn't go flying without him. Harry had ended up grounding them for a week.
"I'm sorry boys, I'm just thinking about a lot of things. You didn't do anything." He said and pulled them both into a hug, before wrapping a towel around his waist. He smiled when he saw three pairs of clothes laid out on the bed. "Looks like Winky hasn't had too much trouble altering your pants. How bout we go to Diagon alley today and do some shopping? We could go for ice cream too." He said and grinned at his boys. T
"Can we get Sundays?" they both asked excitedly, then started to cheer when Harry nodded. They quickly put on their matching outfits and went to grab their cloaks.