Once they left the park, Professor Snape led them to a seedy little bar called: The Leaky Cauldron. "Why are we here, Professor?" Kassel asked as they stepped through the doorway.
"This is one of many entrances to the Wizarding World from the muggle world." Snape answered.
"Muggle world, sir?" Harry asked.
"Muggle is the term wizards use for humans without magic." Snape explained.
"The Durselys would be muggles then, correct?" Kassel replied.
"Yes." Snape answered with a sneer.
"I take it you don't like the Durselys, or is it muggles in general?" Kassel said, looking up at the man as they moved through the bar toward the back door.
"I believe it's none of our business, Kassel." Harry said before Snape could say anything.
Kassel nodded at the look Harry gave him. "I'm sorry for prying, Professor Snape."
"I'm sure, Potter." Snape drawled though there was a tiny hint of a smirk.
"Did you say Potter?" Someone at the table the trio were passing asked loudly and suddenly everyone was crowded around them.
"Harry!" Kassel shouted as they were being pushed apart.
"Kassel, grab my hand!" Harry yelled, sticking his hand out toward Kassel. Kassel grabbed it as quickly as he could and held on tightly.
Professor Snape sneered at anyone who got in his way and grabbed Harry by the shoulder tightly, steering them toward the back door. "Stay close." He ordered as he began pushing his way through the crowd.
Once they reached the back door, Snape pushed the twins out into the alley and slammed the door shut behind him, throwing up a few locking charms that would hold off the entourage for a few minutes. "Disgusting." Kassel spat, looking at the door. "It's like they were raised with no manners." Snape's eyes widened a fraction, though one wouldn't be able to tell unless they knew him on a personal level.
"Stop being a drama queen, Kas." Harry muttered, though Kassel could tell that he was thinking the exact same thing.
"I'm not a drama queen." Kassel argued. "You know you're thinking the same thing as I am. They had no respect." He said vehemently, an undertone of disgust coloring his voice.
"Yes, but I'm not the one who's having a fit about it in public." Harry shook his head, a small smile on his face.
"I'm not even going to argue with you anymore because you'll win in the end anyway." Kassel said after staring at Harry for a moment.
"If you two are done now," Snape said, "I'd like to leave before the charms are taken down." He stepped passed them toward the brick wall.
"Sorry about that, Professor Snape." Kassel responded.
"I have a question, Professor." Harry said asked as Kassel and he watched Snape touch certain bricks in a pattern with a stick that they assumed was his wand.
"What is it, Potter?" Snape asked.
"Why did they mob us like that?" Kassel asked instead of Harry.
Snape stopped tapping the bricks for a moment, looking over his shoulder to look at the identical twins. His eyes swept over them as if he was searching for something before he resumed tapping the brick. "Because you killed The Dark Lord Voldemort." He answered just as the bricks moved and the wall opened to show an alley full of shops, witches, and wizards. The twins said nothing as they were stunned into silence by the street and the information. "Welcome to Diagon Alley." Snape said, pushing them through the brick wall as he followed.
The twins just walked ahead, mouth slightly gaping, as they were led to a huge white building at the end of the street. Harry was the first to break out of his daze. "What do you mean we killed The Dark Lord Voldemort? I'm sure we would remember something like that." Harry said.
"And we don't remember." Kassel finished, finally coming out of his daze.
Snape withheld a sigh. "Do you know nothing of who you are?"
"I know I'm Kassel Charles Potter, and he's my brother: Harry James Potter. We were born on 31 July 1980. I also know that Harry claims he's the oldest." Kassel answered.
"Petunia never told you anything about your mother?" Snape asked.
Kassel looked away, jaw clenched, and his fists balled up. It was Harry who answered; his voice monotone. "Our dear Aunt Petunia told us our mother was a whore, and our father was a drunk. The Durselys said that they died in a car accident because our father was driving while intoxicated."
Snape's jaw clenched for a moment before he said, "Your mother was not a whore. She was a brilliant muggleborn witch, and she was once my friend." He paused as a group of people walked by before continuing. "Your father was someone I did not get along with, but he was not a drunk. He gave his life for you and your mother." Snape grimaced as he finished speaking. Saying anything about James Potter that was not a slander was not something he did often. "Back to the topic of your question. I meant exactly what I said. You both were targeted by Lord Voldemort, the darkest wizard of our time. No one knows what happened exactly, but one minute everyone was living in fear and the next, The Dark Lord was vanquished by two one year olds."
"This Dark Lord killed our parents?" Harry asked, and Snape nodded in answer.
"He's the reason Harry and I were left with those disgust muggles in that hell hole?" Kassel said.
"No." Snape answered. "Albus Dumbledore placed you with those filthy muggles. I'm sure, should anything ever have happened to her, Lily would not want you to live with Petunia. Even as children, Petunia hated anything to do with magic."
"Albus Dumbledore." Harry said the name, familiarizing himself with it.
"Yes. He is the Headmaster of Hogwarts." Snape told him. "Now, we must stop by your vaults." Snape said, gesturing to the big white building that they now stood in front of. "This is Gringotts. The Wizarding World's only banking system."
