Chapter 4

Orion sat on the edge of the hospital bed staring at Draco and occasionally rolling his eyes. Draco looked equally as bored as he felt waiting for their turn for the silly medical scan. Mother had taken them to St. Mungo's a week before their birthday. Raking his hand threw his blonde hair and messing it up ever so slightly. He kind of liked looking just a bit different from Draco with his slicked back hair. They would always have the same eye, and hair color, same build. Draco was his brother, his twin, his partner in crime, but he was Orion Sirius Malfoy. He had never wanted to be confused with Draco. Mother, Father, and Uncle Sev could always tell them apart any ways. It had bothered him on the train yesterday that people couldn't tell them apart. Then there was the Weasley twins, nice guys but that weird speech pattern, it was like watching the Irish chasers with the quaffle, it made his head hurt.

There were ten children currently sitting on beds waiting to be or had been scanned already. One of the professors had escorted them here and was going to take them back to the great hall but had walked off for a moment. The medi-witch had finally completed her last scan and returned to her office to complete the required paperwork, so Draco and Orion both hopped off their bed. Neither one would admit to the childish action of hoping if you asked them though. Their grey eyes locked for a second as Draco raised his right hand and Orion laced his left hand fingers into his. "That was fairly painless."

"When has a magic scan ever been painful, brother of mine?" Orion lightly scoffed. "Come we must mingle, find more minions, and plot world dominion."

As the boys turned to leave the noticed the headmaster had stepped out of the Medi-witch's office, and was looking at them both with a small smile. "Orion a moment if you will, my boy."

Orion looked up at the aged man and gave a slight bow. "Of course, headmaster, what can we do for you?"

Looking over to Draco and giving a grandfatherly smile, "Draco my boy, you may go ahead and head back to the great hall with the other children. Orion will be a long momentarily." Albus didn't think the other boy would stay beyond a cursory check to make sure his brother was ok. These two were not the Weasley twins who were attached at the everything. The other children had just left as well. Hopefully the other boy would follow quickly.

The headmaster was mildly surprised when Draco spoke up. "My apologies sir. We both have explicit instructions from Father to stay together and protect each other." He was not surprised to see both boys suddenly slip into pure-blood noble house heirs. He had counted on them willing to be separated. Very well, he would do what he did best and adapt.

"Siblings looking out for each other, very noble Draco, my boy." He let his proud grandfather aura gently wash over both boys trying to put them back at ease. He would just have to deal with both of them. "Well it would appear, Orion, you have a glamor upon you. Do you know anything about it?" He questioned the one twin but included both in his gaze.

Both boys looked between Dumbledore and themselves clearly confused. Orion stuttered for a moment before managing a collected "No sir, I have never been told about any glamor. I'm not sure what the reason would even be. Draco?" Orion turned to his twin and Draco could see the total sense of bewilderment in his eyes.

Excellent thought Dumbledore. If this was Harry Potter he could use the fact that he didn't seem to know. If it was something as mild as a color change it could be explained away as the boy's accidental magic. Hopefully, he would have finally found Harry Potter. Either way the situation was perfect.

"Shall we see what the glamour is hiding, my boys?" He slowly withdrew his wand from his sleeve. He would never understand the current fashion of young people magical or muggle. How could you conceal anything up those tight sleeves or use them as a hand warmers. He kept his grip loose he didn't want to startle the boys too much.

"Umm..." Orion looked at the wand. "I don't think you should do this without Mother or Father present." Draco stated much more calmly that he felt. Orion did not care why he had a glamour on him. Nor did he want the headmaster to do anything about it without his Mum and Dad present. "Draco is right. Mum or dad should be here." Orion's voice wavered slightly.

"I'm sure it's just something minor. It will be easier to explain after the fact either way." Dumbledore commented breezily trying to set the boys at easy. He hoped this was Harry Potter. He needed it to be Harry Potter. He had been smart and not lied about knowing where Harry was that fateful night to the people who matters, the former minister and the members of the Wizengamot. However, the general populace just assumed he knew, because he was Dumbledore, he knew everything. It was quite frustrating sometimes having to continually live up to people's expectations but if not him, then who?

"Now this will just take a moment and you shouldn't feel a thing." Before Orion or Draco could do anything there was a quick flick and a muttered 'finite incantatem' from Dumbledore, who watched hopefully he eyes sparkling in anticipation.

Orion's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe what the Headmaster had just done. Cast a spell on him without any kind of consent. He looked to Draco, his eyes pleading for his brother to tell him nothing was changing. Draco's look of shock and mild horror confirmed his worst fears. Orion squinted at his brother and Dumbledore. Why where they getting fuzzy? He stuck his hand close to his face and waved it back and forth a few times. He could see his hand fine. The old man was making him go blind.

"What did you do? I can't see." Orion said. His voice cracking a little as his fear mounted. He couldn't see and now his expertly tailored clothes where feeling tight. What would his mother say if he ripped them on his first day? He tried looking at either one of the other two but all he could see was a short and tall blob.

Dumbledore was elated. Here he was, Harry Potter. Messy Potter hair, bad eyesight/4 , and apparently a curse scar. This could not have gone better. Now he just needed to get the boy to calm down a bit and everything would be perfect.

"Now now my boy, everything is fine. Your real father needed glasses." Dumbledore raised his wand again, "A simple scan will figure out your prescription…"

"NO! My father does not need glasses and you won't cast any more spells on me expect to correct what you have done." Orion ran his hand threw his hair in frustration. He noticed as it flopped forward it was now in his eyes and was a deep black. No no his hair was blonde what had this man done to him.

Draco was standing frozen in worry and shock. A thought danced across his stalled mind. Uh oh Orion never said 'father' unless he was really angry. Draco mentally shook himself try to toss away the random thought as his brain re-engaged. He recognized the features of the boy before him. That messy Potter hair, the bad eyesight, and eyes such a brilliant emerald green they could only be from Lily Potter. His brother was Harry Potter. He never expected this when his father mentioned Orion was adopted. Orion hadn't asked who his birth parents were when they were told the other night. He didn't seem to care. He only seemed to care that his brother was still his brother.

Draco watched as Orion's breathing was picking up pace. He could tell he was not doing well.

Dumbledore could see Harry was struggling a little. That was to be expected. "Harry my boy, everything is fine. We will get this settled I just need you to breath and calm down."

"Everything is not fine!" Orion could feel his voice rising but he didn't care. What had this old coot done to him and why was he calling him Harry now. "You will get father here now and you will fix this immediately." Orion tapped into all his pure-blood training and put forth his most commanding voice. This old coot could not treat him this way.

"I'm sorry my boy but your father died ten years ago." Dumbledore wondered how much the boy knew of who he was.

"I SAW MY FATHER YESTERDAY MORNING!" Orion yelled. This old man was pushing him too far. He was Orion Malfoy. Son to Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, twin brother to Draco, Heir to the house of Black threw is mother. Who was this old man to destroy that?

Draco was shocked by the sudden rage of the boy in front of him. His brother never yelled. Yes, he may take charge and walk head long into a situation but he was always calm and had a plan. Orion was calm not this uncontrolled person before him.

Dumbledore watched as the boy yelled. 'Good' he thought 'Harry needs to work through the rage at being lied too'. He knew it wouldn't be hard to direct that rage at the people who did this to him. "Harry, my boy, we will figure out who took you from your rightful parents and…"

"MY RIGHTFUL PARENTS ARE LUCIUS AND NARCISSA MALFOY!" Orion raged at the old goat of a headmaster. He couldn't see the worried look on his brother's face or the look of triumph on the headmasters. Not that many could see the triumph hidden in the old man's mysterious twinkling eye. Not that Orion could see much right now his vision was so blurry.

Just as Dumbledore was about to make another soothing and unbeknownst to him useless comment the doors slammed open and an irate potions master walked in. Severus Snape was wondering which two miscreants had gotten lost. At least the others while being stupid enough to not wait on a teacher had found their way back to the great hall. Probably two soon to be Gryffindor dunderheads who thought they knew better and decided to go exploring. Well he was going to do the smart thing and start at the beginning of the trail.

Severus quickly caught sight of the headmaster back and sighed, maybe he could make this a little easier on him. Doubtful, the old fool like to play games. And by play games Severus meant make the rest of us round around blind.

"Albus, two idiot students have wandered off from Madam Pomfrey's tour of the castle. No doubt the dunderheads will need to be rescued by now." Severus stated with enough sarcasm to drown a niffler. He didn't care that he was probably interrupting a conversation between him and Poppy.

Two heads leaned out to either side of Albus. One was obviously one of his godsons. He was too far away to tell which. The other was a boy with hair black as night.

A chorus of "Uncle Sev." Hit his ears. He meticulous mind quickly separated the two statements. One seemed happy to see him the other in a more questioning manner. Almost as if his senses weren't to be believed. Severus marched forward to figure out what was going on. Of course, his cape billowed out behind him.

Draco was thrilled a competent adult was finally here. Father had warned him of the meddlesome old goat who ran Hogwarts. He had tried for several years to get the board of governors to get rid of him but so far, he had no luck. Draco was also scared of what had happened to his brother. Was it something the old fool had done or was there some unknown instability in his brother.

Orion was scared and angry at whatever the headmaster had done. He had wanted to break down, to curl up in his dad's arms and have mum pet his hair and they would tell him everything would be ok. Like when he used to have nightmares about muggles or dementors. But he couldn't. Which left only his anger. He knew he could control it and had tried, but he was still too young to be as smooth as his dad.

In the middle of all of this, Orion had just heard the second most amazing voice he could have in this situation. The smooth as silk voice that promised cunningly planned pain. Only his dad's voice could be said to be smoother. Their mother was definitely more cunning though.

"What's going on here" Severus demanded just before the dark-haired boy shot out around the headmaster. The boy latched his arms around Severus' waist and refused to let go. Severus hated children for the most part. Why had he ever agreed to this farce he would never know.

Just as he was about to pry this wayward preteen off him he started to decipher the mumbles coming from the face buried against his stomach. He also noted the finally tailored robes the boy was wearing and finally the Malfoy crest embroidered on the cloak. He looked up at the blonde and realized it was Draco. Which meant he must have Orion in his arms. He quickly placed his arms around Orion's shoulders and held him close. Hoping the distraught child would not noticed his stunned inaction.

"What have you done Dumbledore?" Snape sneered at his employer.

Draco watch as his uncle walk up to them with predatory determination, Orion bolt into the arms of a trusted adult and break down. He saw his uncle on the edge on a similar loss of control. He wondered what his father would have said. Then it hit him. There was nothing wrong with his brother, and something very wrong with the bearded old coot of a headmaster before him. What did Orion ever do to warrant such a mental assault on him. He didn't matter who he was born as. Father adopted him magic and all had said he was Orion Sirius Malfoy. His brother, Partner in crime. And you did not mess with a Malfoy. Draco gave his best glare at the Head fool. His mother would have been proud.

Albus suddenly began to have a flicker of doubt about how he had handled all of this. Not that he had done it mind you just the how. He gave his most disarming smile and turned up his grandfatherly aura up just a little. He would need to play Severus carefully. The man was currently holding Harry Potter tightly to him and absently carding his hand threw the boys messy hair.

"Harry, Draco, and I were just having a chat about Harry Potter's parents. and the rightful heritage of young magicals." Albus hoped to play on Severus' enmity to all things Potter. Albus gravely miscalculated.

Severus Snape still to this day hated James Potter and Sirius Black for what they had done in school. He also hated himself for falling so easily into baser responses. He should have risen above it. At the time he couldn't but ten years of self-deprivation and a lot of soul searching had helped him get over a lot of his issues. He would never look back fondly and forgive the memory of a teenage James Potter, but he had long since stop blaming the man for his or James' shortcoming. HE would never again hold the circumstances of one's birth against them. Especially someone as innocent as Draco and Orion. Ok maybe innocent was too strong a word for his godsons but the point was the same.

Draco watched as his uncle was ready to explode and he knew he need to get Father and maybe Mother here quick for damage control, but he didn't want the old fool of a goat to try and stop him. Luckily Uncle Sev had the bearded old man's full attention. Well maybe his distraught brother had something to do with it. He quickly ducked behind on of the medical cots and tapped a small gold hoop in his left ear and whispered "Dobby, Code three, Dobby" His mother had not been overly thrilled when Orion and he had stated they wanted to get their ear pierced but there father thought it gave them a bit of a roguish debonair air about them. Ultimately Narcissa had conceded the point and let them do it. Dobby had also gotten a matching one and the twins had carefully spelled them to be able to communicate between the three of them. It had taken them months to cast the simple spell that they had found almost a year earlier.

Dobby silently popped in next to Draco. House elves usually let out a loud pop so not to startle their masters and mistresses. Unless they were doing their chores then it was good house elf protocol to never be noticed. When Draco and Orion had found out what their little friend could do they both got the biggest mischievous grins.

Draco leaned down and whispered in to the diminutive elf's ear. "The headmaster has done something to Orion. Father needs to be here immediately." Dobby looked out around the cot quickly taking in everything before he nodded once and vanished without a sound. Draco was so gratefully he and his brother had taught Dobby the code three protocol. Total silence. It was usually to get away with their pranks. The very excitable little elf had given away to many of their pranks in the beginning.

Draco turned back to the quietly arguing Headmaster and his uncle trying to watch everything and take as much in. His father had taught his while pensive memories where good for collecting physical evidence nothing beat one's own impressions in the moment.

It took only a few more minutes for Lucius Malfoy to arrive in the hospital wing, Dobby had apparated him directly from His study to the gates of Hogwarts. A quickly cast long stride spell had gotten him to the hospital as fast as was magically possible. He hadn't even considered grabbing a cloak.

Albus Dumbledore was mildly perturbed. But no more than if his favorite candy dish had run out of lemon drops, and he would have to go to the cupboard to get more. Severus Snape, black bat of the dungeon, was trying to say he had done something wrong. Didn't he understand it was for the greater good and needed to be done. It was also mildly fun verbally sparring with his young protégé. Severus had a similar past as he did. Ripe for molding into a selfless human who put the greater good before an individual's needs. He only he could break this silly attachment to a hopelessly Dark family. Something to consider for latter.

And if Severus wouldn't see reason. Albus could always just invoke the man's vows from the last war.

Just as Albus was about to go into his final rebuttal the doors to the hospital wing slammed open. There stood Lucius Malfoy, not a long blonde hair out of place. The insufferable man didn't even look slightly winded. Albus resisted the urge to frown and wondered how the senior Malfoy had gotten here so fast. He knew he couldn't keep what he was doing secret for long but as long as he had a day to get Harry to understand what was going on, everything would have been fine. Now he was faced with the Sneering terror of eleven year olds and the coiled congeniality of two snakes.

Albus was nothing if not adaptable. He had planned on already having Harry on his side before confronting these three. Now he was outnumbered. Maybe it was time to enlist the wizarding public. Now to figure out how to get the most exposure the quickest.

Lucius quietly walked up to stand beside Severus and look calmly at the headmaster. "What seems to be the issue here, Dumbledore. My sources said there was an issue with my sons. I figured as a member of the school board it should be dealt with quickly."

Albus almost glared at the blonde man in the surprisingly muggle suit. Smarmy bastard that he was. Hiding behind his position and giving no clue as to how he knew. Merlin, Albus hated dealing with Slytherins.

Lucius marveled that the wrinkled old coot before him. Not that any of it showed. He wondered if this assault on a student would be enough to get him summarily chucked out of Hogwarts. Probably not. Oh well one problem at a time. His problem now, he was not a happy man, one son was obviously in a state of confusion. A condition no Malfoy above the age of eight should be. The other, extremely distraught. He stood shoulder to shoulder with his best friend. His only sign of outward agitation was the thumb tracing along the edge of his cane top.

Outwardly He was the perfect picture of a calm pureblood lord. At least he was until a black haired limpet detached himself from the glaring statue that was Severus Snape and firmly attached himself around Lucius' middle. He was forced to stifle a gasp at the distressed strength in his younger sons arms. His free hand quickly starting to card through his sons messy black hair.

As Dumbledore looked between both men and noticed a bit of a crowd forming at the door. Nothing attracted the student body like a yelling student. Albus smiled to himself. Perfect he thought. "Perhaps gentlemen we should retire to my office and deal with the matter privately?"

Albus may have been playing at the game of cunning for longer but he was still a Gryffindor at hard. He hasn't breathed intrigue, suckled at the bottle with a dose of paranoid cunning skipped in. Luscious had and he saw right through the old goat. But he needed a private place with his son. The hospital wing was not it.

"Come Draco, Severus. A private local does seem to be the better option." Lucius Malfoy drawled out in his best Pureblood tone. He knew it would annoy Dumbledore and helt his son give him a slightly tighter squeeze. Anything to make his child feel better right now. He could afford to let Albus think he had won a point. He knew as soon as Dobby came to him and told him he would have to enact his control plans any way. He already had a press release in the Daily Prophet office with exact instructions.

With a flick of his eyes, Severus was one pace in front of and beside Orion. Draco was the same but one pace behind. They would shield him as much as possible right now. No Malfoy liked to be seen in a vulnerable state. Orion was no different.

It was a long quiet march to the headmaster's office and lucius had to remind himself he had planned for this with each child he had seen. It was a little harder with each set of staring eyes. Severe gave his best glares. Even his snakes knew or would tell those who didn't to insult the situation. Draco just tried to emulate his father.

Albus was all smiles and congeniality as they reached his office. He was sure he had stolen a march on Malfoy. The cold fury of the Malfoy lord was a small price to pay. Once again he was forced to adapt at Luscius next words.

"Assaulting a pureblood heir, how unseemly, Albus." The smart bastard drawled out. Albus loathed slytherin, had ever since his first year.

"I shall assume you just undid all the spell work with the brute force of a lion?" He gently pried his limpet of a son off of him and knelt down. "Orion?"

The currently black haired malfoy looked around and blinked in his half blind state. The poor boy looked so lost and helpless right now. A smile spread across his lips as he heard his dad say, " shall we get you back to rights? Draco, come here.

He waved his other son over. He would need to get memories from Draco at some point. Every one could feel the Malfoy scion start to gather power.

Draco suddenly piped up. "Wait" he reached over with his right and grabbed his brothers hand. He didn't let the flinch bother him. He carefully interlaced his fingers with in his brother's. "Twins no matter what."

Orion can a small smile at his brother's gesture. Which quickly turned into a grimace as her hear the old goat speak up.

Albus was a bit miffed but was convinced he could still salvage the situation to what needed to happen. "Now seems like a good time to arrange for Harry…"

Lucius' cold voice washed over the room. Albus was halted mid sentence. The twins felt both a shiver of fear and delight. Thus was the cold power of the Malfoys. The aspired to it but was dreadful when used on them. Severus just smirked at his longtime friend knowing he was safe.

"I will attend to my son and then we will discuss you behaviour." Lucius said with the absolute authority of a parent. "Dobby!"

With a resounding crack a small house elf popped in and glared daggers at the headmaster. Someone had hurt one of his little masters and he would put things to right if it would deny his master the pleasure of right family wrongs. "Sir called?"

"Bring me a copy of file orion001." Lucius turned dismissing both the old man and the elf. Every one recognized it for the power play it was.

Albus watched as the blonde snake knelt before the boys and began to wave his hands and mutter low in the old languages of magic. He caught words like: family, image, love, and bond. He watched as the visage if Harry Potter vanished and Orion Malfoy returned. He watched as Severe transfigured a hand mirror and encouraged the boys vain habits. This would not due

Kucius leaned in and pulled both of his boys in to a hug and whispered into Orion's ear. "Never forget who you are. You are more than just what you look like and who you were born to. Never question that and Magic's intent will bemoan your side."

Another crack and a returned house elf saw lucius stand and turn to face dumble fire. He took the envelope Dobby had brought him but addressed Severus. "Please escort the boys back threw the castle. Albus and I have private business to discuss.

With an internal cringe he thought there must be another way. His eye caught the sorting hat and he let his idea fuel his calm smile. "Yes, much to discuss. You boys can run along."

AN: I really enjoyed writing this chapter. Its also the begin of the idea for this story. I really hope you all liked it and please review.