Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy and the lot do not belong to me. This is a good thing. TRUST ME! Now, Malfoy's boytoy and his sister did pop out of nowhere and started following me around. o.O So, yeah...
Story: Of Truths And Half Lies
Chapter: (2) Potter, Meet Tyler Watersmith
Pairings: Eventually it'll be Harry/femOC and Draco/maleOC. Others to be named later.
Warnings:
-First and foremost... THIS IS YAOI/SLASH/BOYxBOY! Get over it! Don't like it... then whatever to you. I don't wanna hear you complain.
-mPreg. Major part in the plot in WAY later chapters. Can't change it. Again GET OVER IT! if you don't like it. Hmph.
-Bad spelling/grammar (I'm sure lol)
-AU I guess because of the Americanisms and it's more modern. (And please don't bag on the Music players. It will make me sad and I'll just have to ignore you. -Nods-)

Summary: Twins come from America and bring many secrets with them. CreatureFic(Cats). Slytherins run to a safe hiding place because they are neutral in the war. They also take all those who aren't Slytherins if they are neutral as well and wish to come along. Harry/GirlTwin Draco/BoyTwin. mPreg.

A/N: I don't care if Mallie and Tyler can be called a Mary Sue (Or whatever). I honestly don't. If you don't like it then whatever. Don't read it. I'm not meaning to make them as such and I'm sorry if they come off that way. Plus I'm not totally sure what a Mary Sue really is. Don't care to look into it more than I just did so whatever.

Enjoy!

Harry, Ron and Hermione, also known as the 'Golden trio', walked down the train isle. They had had to make a last second dash to the train as it was leaving, there for were having a hard time finding a relativity empty compartment. After a while of searching they finally found one close to the back. The only person in there was... perhaps it was a boy... He looked kind of feminine.

He had long white, like actual white not just blond, hair that probably reached his hip when standing. Other than two thick strands of bangs that reached just below his chin the rest was pulled back into tiny twists and braids to keep out of his face, leaving the rest to pool in the seat next to him. His clothes, which were obviously of American style, were just as white as his hair but did not wash him out. He was wearing a long coat that slightly hung off one shoulder, showing the odd sleeve that was his thick white shirt. It had a simple one inch strap covering his shoulder then about three inches down, the sleeve started again and showed outside of the cuff to the coat. His pants too were simple white cotton, the kind that stretched with barely having to try. It had at least ten pockets, including the normal ones usually found on a pare of trousers. His thin rectangular sunglasses being the only visible dark thing on him.

It was Harry who had knocked on the door, pulling the boys gaze from the moving scenery out side. He looked over, tilting his head in question.

"Uhh... Do you mind if we sit here? Any farther and we'd fall off the train looking for a seat." The boy gave them a grin that, had anybody else tried it, would have looked like a smirk.

"Sure. Go ahead." He turned back to the window and pulled his feet off the opposite seat and crossed his legs at the knee. As the trio sat down he pulled a head phone out of his ear and shoved it down his shirt so it wouldn't pull the other one out with its weight. The sudden volume, however small, startled the other three a bit, but they continued about their own business.

The Trio talked about some nonsense stuff for a few minutes before Hermione seemed to remember something.

"Oh, right, Harry. Me and Ron have to g-"

"Ron and I" The very white covered boy whispered.

"Excuse me?" The girl looked a little affronted. Rightfully so. He looked at her a small apologetic pull to his face.

"Sorry, a little tick of mine. You said 'Me and Ron'. It should have been 'Ron and I'. I was not trying to pry. So, sorry." He turned back to the window.

"Right," He gave him a funny look. "Anyways, Ron and I," She spared another glance to the boy, "Have to get to the prefects meeting. You'll be alright on your own for a while?"

"Yes, 'Mione." He gave her a childish roll of the eyes "I'll be fine on my own. I am old enough to take care of my self."

"I know Harry, just asking." She had a fake look of exasperation on her face before jumping up and grinned at her friends. "Bye, Harry." She left, tugged a grumbling red head behind her. Silence filled the cabin. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence but Harry felt the need to end it anyway.

"So... are you a Hogwarts student?" he asked, a little unsure. The boy looked at him with a small grin.

"Yes, just transferring in from one of the many American schools. If I am correct I do believe we shall be in the same year. Sixth, yes?" Harry nodded. "And you are more than likely a... Gryffindor, perhaps?"

"Yeah. How'd you guess?" the boy's smile grew as he giggled.

"Just luck I suppose. I have only ever read about it. You, being the only other student for me to meet. My name is Tyler by the way. Tyler Watersmith. Am I correct to assume that you are this Harry Potter that seems to be rather famous?" Harry groaned a little and he nodded solemnly. "All is fine Mr. Potter. I will not glomp you simply because you are well known. I do not do such stuff. You are safe." his smile this time was an encouraging one.

"Thanks." he gave a slightly faltering smile. "Why are you transferring to Hogwarts anyway?"

"My father. He has been searching for... someone..." Tyler looked a little sad, but perked up again instantly. "He moves us, me and my twin sister, all around with him. Always moving. We hardly stay in one place for too long. He wants to keep us close by, that is why we move rather than wait for him to come back." His smile grew again as he closed his eyes and lifted his shoulders in a small single giggle. "It is almost kind of lucky there are only three schools around here. This way, we will both get to stay at Hogwarts for a while. I have read quite a bit about it. It seems to be an interesting school. More so since you... decided to come along." He chuckled. "You seem to get into a lot of trouble Mr. Potter. Whether you wish it or not.

"I do hope you forgive me but I rather like people as a character and if I seem to come off as uncaring, cold or even like it when others are in pain, please remember that to me they are simply fictional characters in a book. I try to differentiate reality from make believe but even my sister thinks that I have something wrong with in my head that makes it near impossible. Please forgive me for that if it ever happens around you. I mean no harm by it. Honestly... I'm getting off topic." He started to laugh but was intubated by load scurrying in one of his jacket pockets. He reached into it and pulled out a dark grey fur ball.

"What's that?" Harry asked.

"This-" he tossed the ball to the raven haired boy, "-is Alyxx. The most awesomest Puffskein in the world." He smiled. Harry looked at the ball of fur, unsure if it was going to bite or not.

"A Puffskein? Why do you have one of those." He remembered the ones that had infested Grimmauld and grimaced.

"Aw. He is not all that bad... usually. Here." He held out his hand and the boy placed the puffy thing down gently, still unsure. "Watch." Tyler began to toss it around all over the place. Up and down, left to right, in arches and points. After about a minute Harry had to act fast in order to be able to catch it him self. But he wasn't the best seeker in school for nothing. But he had nearly dropped it when he noticed it was humming, kind of purring actually. "See, he is rather cute. And quite harmless, to boot.

"It's okay with being tossed around like that?" This confused him to no measure. The ivory clothed boy giggled a bit.

"Yes, Mr. Potter. In fact, I'd say he quite enjoyed it." Harry bounced it in his hand a little and smiled as the humming got louder. After laughing at it, they began to toss the little creature between them. Thus when Hermione walked back into the cabin they sat in you can understand why she would squeak in horror.

"Harry! What on earth are you doing to that poor thing?" She snatched it from said boys hands and cuddled it to her face. Apologizing to it about how boys were ignorant and rather silly creatures that were mean to little things like the Puffskein itself. Tyler giggled at her antics.

"Miss, I'm glad that you care for him but I assure you that Alyxx rather prefers to be tossed around like that then coddled. If you're not careful he may get an attitude and bite you." Hermione's look could only be described as affronted. With a huff she snatched up a thick packet from one of the trunks and stomped back out of the compartment and down the hall. "Kind of an amusing character, if you ask me."

"Hermione?... Amusing?... Bet she'd love to hear that one." Harry chuckled.

"You just have to see it the way I do, Mr. Potter. I can see potential of something that may be entirely different than what she really is. Hmm... Anyway. Why did she come back? Obviously she was going somewhere important."

"I suppose she just forgot whatever it was she came back for." He shrugged. "Not normally something she'd do though. "

"Mmmm." There was a slight scratching at the door. Tyler laughed. "I'm not too sure your friend will be all that happy with me." He got up and opened the door a few inches. Alyxx rolled in and began to zip around the floor hitting the walls with a force that gave Harry a sympathy headache.

"Those things are kinda cute... when they're not trying to eat your face off." Tyler laughed once again and had a difficult time stopping. Alyxx knocked against Harry's shoe a few times. Once in the boys lap it attacked his face and began licking it. "Wha- I take it back!" Tyler's laughing came back three fold but he was still able to pull his puffskein back to him with no trouble.

"I wouldn't exactly say he was trying to eat your face, Mr. Potter. I'd say he was just being affectionate... Or trying to clean your nose out, if you will. I don't recall hearing anything about them actually attacking anyone." He adopted a thoughtful look as Harry wiped all the slobber off his face.

They sat in silence for a while. Tyler looked out the window again but turned to the compartment door when he felt an odd pull that could only mean his sister was close by and thinking about him. Sure enough, Mallie was looking through the half shaded door window. He nodded at her and almost laughed at the large grin the spread across her face as she walked on.

"Who was that?" Harry asked.

"That was my baby sister, Mallie. ... Just please do not tell her I called her that."

"Why's that?"

"... Because she would kill me thinking I was trying to lessen her 'stature'." He paused. "It would probably be best if she explained the whole thing to you. It numbs my brain when I think about it. Then again... You would have to be nuts to get her going on something like that."

For the rest of the ride to Hogwarts Harry told Tyler things about the teachers and ghosts that you can really only grasp from experience and not from some dusty old book. Tyler just laughed at most of them quietly thinking of ways to incorporate certain events into his writings. About twenty minutes a Ravenclaw prefect walked down the halls saying that they'd soon be arriving at the school and should change if they hadn't already done so. Tyler left the compartment to Harry saying he was rather shy. When the white haired boy came back he was grimising.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"I do not like wearing dark colors. They're uncomfortable." Harry was a little confused as to how that worked but didn't ask. To him dark cloths and light cloths felt the same. The feel of clothes had to do with how they were made.

Once the train finally stopped, Harry decided to wait for Hermione and Ron and the four shared one of the last carriages with a HufflePuff second year who looked ready to cry. During that ride Tyler had those earbuds back in and you could hear the loud violins and cellos playing something that turned from depressingly dark to cheery sunshine in a matter of a few second and back again. As if the song couldn't make up it's mind to be a happy song or a sad one. Harry and Hermione had to try and explain what it was that was making the noise but neither could figure out how it was able to work just now. Nothing that uses electricity can work in the magical world. But this boy found a way.

About half way to the castle something jumped out of Tyler's pocket. At first Harry thought it was the Puffskein again but this was bigger and ran around faster. Tyler didn't seem to notice. The thing jumped up and scurried into Hermione's hair, making her shriek. It took a second more but the white haired boy finally caught on and grabbed it before it could jump out the window.

"Christophe. You know better. This is home now. Be nice. I am truly sorry about that Ms. Granger. I though I gave him enough to last until a lot later tonight." Tyler cradled the the brown and grey ferret to his chest, touching noses with it. "Christophe, please behave." The ferret made a few clicking noises noises and sat still.

"What exactly did you 'give him enough of'?" she asked.

"Well, I'm not entirely sure-" Hermione gasped "the vet said to give the medicine to him when going long distances. It's to put him to sleep so he does not get too unbalanced or motion sick and what not." Hermione just 'Hmm'ed. They all got out when the carriage stopped and walked together to the door.

"Oh Tyler. Earlier you said something. It started with a 'g' I think. It was a weird word. Like 'glock' or something. What does it mean?" Tyler looked confused for a moment.

"Oh you mean 'glomp'?" Harry nodded. "It is... kind of like an attack hug. Or a jumping hug, I suppose." McGonagal, who who had come to break up a fight, called him out and asked him to stay behind so he could be sorted with the first years. He said a temporary good bye to his new acquaintances and went to stand next to his sister who was leaning against one of the hour glasses looking frightfully bored.

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To Be Continued...

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(12-29-10)