I am not very proud of this chapter but it will help get things going.

I do not own anyone from harry potter except for the characters I made up.

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Cooking was not Charlie's strong suit, meaning he burnt more than he could cook. It was usually Vincent in the kitchen preparing meals, but today was Vincent's eighth birthday and he wanted to celebrate it with pancakes. Everything was going fine, the first pancake was coming along when the fire alarms went off. A sharp beep went off waking Vincent who sleepily started to open windows to let the smoke out.

"You couldn't wait until I was up to make breakfast?" Vincent questioned.

"I was trying to surprise you for your birthday," Charlie commented.

"And you nearly burnt down the house while you were at it," Vincent shot at him.

"I'll call Ann, maybe she has something edible to eat," Charlie sighed.

"I already called her last night, breakfast will be ready at eight," Vincent called over his shoulder as he made his way to the bathroom.

Charlie looked down at the pan before grabbing it to chuck out the door, it landed with a satisfying thump in the bushes.

Around eight the pair made their way across the yard and knocked on Ann's door.

"Come in," She called from the inside.

Charlie opened the door and let Vincent take the lead into the house.

"Good morning Sunshine, I see Charlie attempted to smoke you out," Ann greeted.

"Yea, its one way to wake up for breakfast, but I prefer the method of waking up to cooked food not burning food," Vincent said tauntingly.

"Hey, I wasn't the one to blow up the washer," Carlie fired back.

"It was an experiment."

"Was not."

"Was too."

"Boys that's enough," Ann hit Charlie in the back of the head.

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Hogwarts-

The Potters sat in front of Albus's desk waiting for him to say something.

"Have you found where he is?" Lily asked trying to start the conversation.

"Yes I have would both of you like to come?" Dumbledore asked.

"What kind of question is that?" James asked.

"So I take it you are coming, then?"

"Of course," the Potters yelled.

"Then let us be on our way," Dumbledore handed them a portkey before they all disappeared.

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The Hansons made their way home walking along side the road when Vincent asked," who are those people at our door."

Charlie looked to the door unsure who the three figures were.

"Well lets go see shall we?" Charlie led the way towards the figures.

"Hello you must be the owner of this fine place," Dumbledore asked looking at the house that had missing siding and shutters.

"I wouldn't call it fine. Who are you," Charlie asked getting to the point.

"Well I'm Albus Dumbledore and this this is Lily and James Potter," Dumbledore waved his hand towards Lily and James.

"Nice to meet you but we don't want to buy whatever you are selling, excuse us," Charlie pushed passed them to unlock the door.

"We aren't selling anything, we want to talk to the boy," James said.

"Why would you want to talk to me, you left me on a doorstep," Vincent noted the familiarities and took a shot in the dark.

"We didn't want to leave you but we were all in danger we sent you away for your own good," Lily knelt in front of him.

"So you are my parents, but I don't care. You abandoned me on a doorstep, tell me what am I supposed to be feeling because happiness isn't one of them," Vincent spat before pushing his way into the house.

"You heard him stay away and don't come back," Charlie glared at them.

As they left they heard yelling from the inside of the house.

"Charlie you said that they would never find me, did you send for them? Do you not want me?" Vincent broke off into a whisper.

Charlie grabbed Vincent by the shoulders and fiercely shook him, "Vincent you take those thought out of your head. I would never and I mean never tell them where you are, they must have used some random mojo to find you. I love you and I won't let anyone take you from me."

Vincent looked at him with tears in his eyes wrapped his arms tightly around Charlie. Charlie pulled his head back trying to keep his tears at bay as he hugged Vincent.

"I'm sorry I assumed," He whispered.

"Vincent don't apologize I know I don't think the same way as you but I promise I will never let you go."

The trio apperated from the yard, with the intent of getting Harry back.