"Blah" Spoken out loud
'Blah' Thoughts
(Blah) Parsletounge
(AN There might be other languages in this so I'll put the translations at the end of every chapter. I'll try to be as accurate in my spellings and meanings as I can. But to let you know I don't spell very well and don't have a beta yet. So bare with me.)
Prologue
"Harry!" he heard called out by his parents. But before he could turn around to see them he woke to his uncle screaming at him.
"Boy! Get down here this instant." Harry sighed, great just another start to another horrible summer. Or so he thought. When he got down stairs he was surprised by the fact that everything was in boxes, and most of the furniture was gone. Vernon Dursley was sitting on the only piece of furniture left, a fold out chair form the back yard.
'He looks like he's sitting on nothing. You can't even see the chair.' Harry thought with a smothered grin. That was when he noticed that both the chair and his uncle were suspended above the ground.
"Would you please get those freaks to put me down? I would like to get going the orphanage closes in one hour." His uncle said through clenched teeth.
"What do you mean? I don't see anyone Uncle Vernon." Harry started looking around. That's when he saw the little boy and girl that couldn't be more than two years old hiding behind the counter. He knelt down and called to them softly. "It's alright. I wont let the big mean man hurt you."
Vernon looked about ready to protest until he saw them peek out from their hiding place. Harry looked at them bother same but as different as night and day. The little boy had black hair and silvery blue colored eyes, and the little girl had white blond hair hazel eyes that would probably darken to dark green later. Amused he watched as the boy toddled forward clutching his a sister's hand and a stuffed lion.
The boy's eyes widened, as he looked at Harry, "Daddy" he squealed and rushed his sister and himself over. Harry laughed and bent over to pick them up.
"Rosa Leigh, Simeon Drake! What are you doing here? Where is your papa? He is supposed to be taking care of you." He asked them while hugging them.
"What is the meaning of this, boy? Do you know these freaks? Why did they call you daddy if you asked them where their Papa is?" By now Vernon was seething.
Now Harry had grown quite independent in the 2 years since the twins had been born. Needing some comfort when Sirius died he had turned to the most unlikely source. Lucius Malfoy.
Lucius had redeemed himself when Voldemort had killed Narcissa and almost killed Draco. So Lucius being who he was he went straight to Dumbledore. Their relationship had started out shaky but had ended up with Lucius getting pregnant after a late night and some fire-whiskey.
Harry of course hadn't known what hit him; he didn't know that wizards could get pregnant. But he had been ecstatic; he would finally have a family that loved him. Lucius finally told him why he had really pursued a relationship with him it turned out that although he was form a old pureblood wizarding family that the family line itself wasn't all that pure he had veela in him and it had found in him his mate. Just as Draco had found his mate in Ron.
"That would be because I am their father, Uncle Vernon." Harry told him after setting both children on the ground.
"But… No I wont have more freaks in my home!" Vernon seethed turning purple.
Then you will be glad to know that it isn't your home any longer." Said a voice from behind them.
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