The Missing Twin

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Previously...

No one would know anything about the little boy for several years. They wouldn't know that his birth parents were named James and Lily Potter, or that they had murdered not long before their son was found. They wouldn't know that his name had actually been Evan Sirius Potter. They wouldn't know that he was the elder twin brother of Harry James Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived.

July, 1991

Elio Felix Roux. That had been his name ever since he was a year old. He didn't know what his birth name was, nor who his birth parents were. He had been named by the woman who found him and then his adoptive parents, who he saw as his real parents.

He had been raised with his adoptive sister, Leonie, who Felix and Iris had adopted at birth when Elio was 7. She almost never stopped jumping around the house. Felix had once made the mistake of giving her a chocolate bar right before bed. No one had gotten any sleep that night because Leonie had spent half the night terrorizing them all with her energized dancing and laughing shrills over absolutely nothing. Iris had given her husband an earful over that the next day when Leonie was found passed out on the kitchen table, clutching Elio's beloved stuffed wolf, one of the few things that he had since before he was found by the orphanage.

Now, he was almost 11-years-old. His wild brown hair was something only he could control. Once, his Aunt Etta, Felixs gossip-loving sister, had taken him out for a haircut without telling his parents. It had turned up looking completely awful on Elio, but by the time they returned, it somehow had grown completely back. Etta looked furious, while Elio could only lightly smirk at his aunt's irritation.

"Elio, Elio wake up," was the first thing he heard that morning. It was a whisper, a loud and jumpy one at that. "Elio, wake up, Mummy's making breakfast!"

The last word alone made Elio open his hazel green colored eyes. He looked at his 4-year-old sister, who was lightly bobbing her head, causing her pigtails to bounce around.

"Morning, Eli," Leonie says, brightly smiling.

"Morning, Lele," Elio replies with as he throws his Star Wars covers off himself. "Get out so I can get dressed."

"Okay!" the little girl says before bolting out of the room quicker than Elio can blink.

When Elio gets downstairs, wearing a pair of jeans and a dark t-shirt under an unbuttoned light blue shirt, he saw his parents cooking in the kitchen, and Leonie dancing to whatever was on the telly in the living room.

"Morning, sweetheart," Iris says when Elio enters the kitchen. She has even more wild hair than her son.

"Hello, son," Felix says as he attempts to properly flip something in the pan. He fails as the food somehow throws itself on his horned rimmed glasses and blonde hair.

"Morning, Mum, Dad," Elio says in response, smirking at his father's normal breakfast antics.

"What was that suppose to be, Dad?" Elio questions as Felix throws the remaining mystery dish into the garbage.

"Pancakes," Felix says regretfully. "I guess my cooking skills aren't up to par yet."

"I guess not," Elio coolly says. Felix rolls his eyes but smirks none other less.

There was a knock at the front door, followed by an "I'll get it!" from Leonie.

Felix ended up following Leonie to the door, and a few moments later, Felix came back in with a woman wearing a strange black dress-like outfit.

"Hello, Mrs. Roux, Elio, my name is Minerva McGonagall."

In the course of what seemed like a million years, but in reality was only two seconds, Elio Roux had discovered more about himself than he had ever thought possible. It made him question more about himself though.

"So I'm like Gandalf or something?" Elio had randomly blurted out before he could even think about saying what he had just said.

McGonagall appears confused. "I am unable to provide you with an answer for that, Mr. Roux, seeing as I do not know what a "Gandalf" is."

Elio frowned. "He's a wizard in a book series."

There's prolonged silence following that. McGonagall stares at Elio before turning to his parents. "If it is alright with you two, I shall return on the 30th to take Elio to receive his school supplies."

Felix and Iris stay silent for a moment before Iris answers. "I would feel better if my husband or myself were to come with you."

"Of course," McGonagall replied with. She looked at Elio and gave him his letter. "I shall see you next week."

Elio only nods as he stares down at the letter in his hands.

MR. E. ROUX

THE THIRD DOOR TO THE RIGHT ON THE SECOND FLOOR

7, WEST STREET,

ISLINGTON,

LONDON

Elio could only wonder as to how the school knew where he sleeps.

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P.S. For this story, Elio's home is located near a certain home that will eventually show up.