This is just something I thought up in the car... Hope it's okay... Oh and Fred is ALIVE. This is only a Prolouge. Please read anyway.
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Back-Round Info
After the war, Hermione had had enough of chasing Dark people and had taken Professor McGonagall's job of teaching Transfiguration and had become Deputy Headmistress. She had married Ron three years after the war but they hardly saw each other, something Hermione had learned to live with. Harry had thought along the same lines as Hermione and taken the job of DADA Professor and Headmaster. Ron however had been determined to hunt down every single person responsible for the death of Ginny who had been killed while shopping by former Death Eaters. Harry had gotten over it, but Ron and Dean Thomas made a great Auror team and, so far, had caught everyone they'd been looking for. Fred and George still kept the joke shop running with Seamus's, and a few employees, assistance. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley lived in Shell Cottage with Bill and Fleur now that all the Weasley's had moved out. Charlie had moved back to Romania, obsessed with his dragons, even after the war. Percy was helping Kingsley create a better Ministry of Magic and worked around the clock to make up for his mistake of walking out on his family. Percy had moved into a flat near the Ministry to get there as fast as possible
Present Day
On the evening of August 31, Hermione Weasley made her way to the Headmaster's office and called out the password,"Hungarian Horntail." and went in. Harry's feet were propped up on the desk and he was listening to Albus talking to Severus which was often very amusing when you bothered to look for the sarcasm underneath Snape's prickly exterior. Hermione knocked on the door-frame and had the satisfaction of seeing Harry jump with surprise. "Hey, Herm." He said looking up at her, quickly removing his feet from the desk. "Hey, Harry. Isn't amazing that tomorrow is September 1?" "Not really," Harry remarked. "Anyway, I'm here because this morning you sent me an owl. Mind telling me why there was something urgent to tell me?" "Hermione, do you remember the twins that we had to send letters to? The orphans?" "Yes. What about them?" Harry sucked in his breath then said solemnly,"They're soul twins, Hermione." Hermione gaped at him then said weakly," Seriously?" "Seriously. I told you today so that you wouldn't be too shocked when you see them." "Thanks for the warning, Harry. Do they know?" Harry shook his head. "No and don't tell them. No one else knows and they don't need to be gawked at for something they can't help." Hermione nodded smiling at her friend. Even now, the war being six years ago, people gawked at Harry when he walked down the street and, even though he was now twenty-six, he still hated it. "Know from experience," she teased. Harry scowled at her as she laughed then he sighed, "You're also here because you haven't given me your lesson plan yet. All the other teachers have, except you." "Even Malfoy?" After the war, Draco Malfoy had been able to become a potions master and was teaching potions instead of Professor Snape. "Yes," Harry smiled. "Even Draco." Hermione pulled a face at the name. She still hated Malfoy with all her heart and couldn't understand why Harry would become good friends with a ferret.
Harry shook his head. "Why can't the two of you get along?" He asked exasperated with Draco and Hermione's behavior. Ron didn't really like Draco but gradually the two had become cautious friends. "He's still a pureblood brat, Harry, and I don't get why you even talk to him?" Harry put up a hand and she stopped with a glare. "I'm not talking about this today because neither of us has time for it. I need your lesson plan now otherwise I can't check it by tomorrow "Did I hear right?" Sirius asked. Harry's parents', Remus', Ginny's, and Sirius' portraits were on the one wall where there were no headmasters or headmistresses. "Miss Prefect and Head Girl is late for turning in something?" "Shut it, Sirius!" Hermione ground out through gritted teeth. "Did you hear that, Prongsie?" "Yes," James said, smiling at his friend. "I'm hurt!" Sirius said dramatically. "Oh, shut up, Padfoot." Remus and Lily yawned from their portraits as Harry rolled his eyes at his godfather's antics. "Anyway Hermione?" "Here," she said handing him a booklet filled with her neat, even, handwriting. "Thanks Herm. Enjoy your last day of summer." "You too." was the response as she walked out of his office and hurried down the hall.
Soul twins. No wonder Harry had wanted to talk to her! Incredibly rare and dangerously powerful, they came into being once a millenia. Hermione hurried towards the library to do a bit of research, after all she was Hermione Granger. After half an hour of hunting, she finally found the page that she wanted. "At last," Hermione muttered as she began to read:
Soul Twins
Soul Twins are incredibly rare and very dangerous. In ancient times,
they were sometimes killed at birth, out of fright from their strange
powers. A person who is part of a pair of Soul Twins will be able
to hear their twin's feelings, ideas, and memories. When one twin dies,
the other will normally die of grief. They will only occur only once
every millenia and history is covered with their extraordinary
feats and achievements. The two are either male or female but
never both. Soul Twins are always exactly identical.
Soul Twins are always pureblood and are abandoned as soon
as they can walk otherwise they will grow up selfish and will use their
strange powers for their own unscrupulous purposes. There has
been only one instance where a pair of Soul Twins fought on opposite
sides and it is doubtful that such an occurrence will ever happen
again. The two pairs of twins died halfway into the duel from
exhaustion. No one is exactly able to predict when the twins will
be born, only that it will happen.
Tell-Tale Signs of a Soul Twin
When you do not know whether you are dealing with Soul Twins look
for these signs. Soul Twins always take on the last name of Miller so as
to blend in with Muggles. They can perform wandless magic and
have twin wands. They work well together and often finish each others
sentences. Soul Twins also have extraordinary powerful underage magic.
(If Soul Twins join Hogwarts, they will sort into the same House.)
Powers of Soul Twins
Able to communicate telepathically.
Able to do wandless magic.
Are able to duel together.
Have half of their twins' souls.
The book went on to explain more about Soul Twins, their uses in battle, and the twins that had existed, but Hermione had read enough to know she disagreed with Harry. The twins should be told and trained. They didn't need to tell the whole school while they did it though. Hermione raced back toward the Headmaster's office, holding the book in her hand.
"Hungarian Horntail," she panted and the gargoyle jumped aside. She froze as she heard voices from upstairs and swore silently. Malfoy! The last person in the world she wanted to see right now. Hermione sighed. If she wanted to talk to Harry, she would have to do it with Malfoy there. Hermione took a deep breath then knocked. "Weasley," Draco sneered. "Malfoy," Hermione scowled back. Harry rolled his eyes then asked,"Did you forget something, Hermione?" "No. Do you remember what we were discussing earlier?" "Yes. Why?" "I think you should give them special lessons. They're incredibly powerful and need to be trained starting as early as possible." "Isn't that why they'll go here?" "No, Harry. I meant special training in dueling. I read somewhere that they are only born because a battle needs to be fought and they, if they decide to join us, will be the most powerful witches you can ask for." "Say I agree, as I always do because you're always right and it would be foolishness not to. Will I be the one training Miss Marie and Lily Miller?" "Yes," Hermione said. "Alright, but only after the first term. They should make friends first and get used to the routine," "I agree, Harry. That's all I had to say so... Good-bye, Harry. Malfoy." Hermione smiled at Harry and gave Malfoy a stiff nod which was returned. "Bye, 'Mione," Harry said. "See you at the feast tomorrow." Hermione gave him another swift smile then whirled out the door.
"Why, can't you and 'Mione get along, Draco?" Harry asked without preamble. "Well..." "Exactly! No reason! So try to get along with her, god dammit, Draco, I don't like being in the middle! You know that!" "But, Harry-" Draco whined. "Draco," Harry said dangerously. "NO!" Draco yelled back. After a shouting match, Harry threw up his hands, "I give up! Draco don't you have classes to prepare?" "Yes." "Then you should go. See you for tea Thursday?" "I'll be here," Draco nodded. "See you at the feast tomorrow, Draco," Draco smiled at him and swept out in his ice blue robes as Harry yawned. "Night, Padfoot, Moony. Good-night, Mum. Good-night, Dad" The portraits smiled at him as he turned towards the laughing red-headed girl in the portrait closest to his desk and smiled sadly. "Good-night, Ginny," "Good-night," the Portraits chorused. Harry smiled at them one last time before he disappeared up the steps.