Hello readers! I just realized I hardly ever say hello to my most faithful and fantastic readers, so I am changing that here :D

First of all, I would like everyone to give a big round of applause to my 50th reviewer, thepenultimatefailure! (Thank you so much to all of you, this is my first fic to break 50!) You get a big cake of any flavor topped with Oreos (unless you dislike Oreos, in which case choose that as well).

So, in the last chapter, Danny learns of his Wizarding heritage. It was very long and drawn out I'm sure because you all already know the story of the Boy Who Lived and Voldemort, but Danny didn't and he had to learn. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!

And without further delay, here's the story!

Update (2/17/15): This chapter has been edited and updated since its original posting.

Disclaimer! No, I do not own Danny Phantom or Harry Potter, but someone may want to keep an eye on a certain fruit loop, he could definitely buy them out…

Danny walked out of Casper High in a daze, his report card in hand. He had been pleasantly surprised to find that he had passed all of his finals (not only passed, but received a B- as his lowest grade, and an A+ for science), but that was not the reason for his current state. All day, he had been thinking about his new-found heritage and the offer to go to London for the next two months.

As he reached the sidewalk, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Danny turned to find Sam and Tucker with slightly annoyed faces.

"Danny, are you deaf?" Sam huffed irritably, withdrawing her hand from Danny's shoulder.

"I don't think so," he said dumbly.

"Dude, we've been yelling your name from five feet away," Tucker frowned in disbelief.

Danny sighed, "I'm sorry, guys, I'm just preoccupied."

"Were your finals that bad?" Tucker sympathized.

"No, I actually passed all of them," Danny shrugged. "I just...my mom dropped a bombshell last night."

"What's up?" Sam asked, concerned now.

Danny took a deep breath. "I—"

"Danny!"

The trio turned to see Jazz running towards them.

"Yeah, Jazz?"

"Can I talk to you?" she said giving a pointed look at Sam and Tucker. "It's about last night."

"Sure...uh, you guys don't mind, do you?" Danny said guiltily, turning to the two.

"Family comes first, don't worry about it," Tucker nodded.

"Just promise us you'll let us know what's going on?" Sam asked.

Danny nodded slightly.

"Movie marathon tonight?"

"I honestly don't know," Danny muttered. "I'll talk to you guys later."

Sam nodded in understanding, and the two left, leaving Danny and Jazz. They walked to Jazz's car and didn't start talking until they were driving.

"So, what's up?"

"I don't think you should be telling Sam and Tucker just yet," Jazz said cautiously.

"And why not?" Danny scowled.

"Because even Mom kept this from us for most of our lives, and Dad still doesn't know," Jazz explained. "There's obviously a reason it's been kept a secret from us, and the fact that an entire culture exists without the rest of the world knowing...I don't think we're supposed to tell just anyone."

"Sam and Tucker aren't 'just anyone,'" Danny argued. "You three are the only ones who know I'm half-ghost. Not even Mom and Dad know—"

"Mom and Dad don't know because you're trying to protect them, among other reasons," Jazz added quietly. "The same applies to Sam and Tucker, right? If you tell them about Voldemort and everything else, doesn't that put them in danger too?"

Danny was about to retort when his breath caught. She's right. If I'm protecting Mom and Dad from what they don't know about me being a half-ghost, wouldn't it make sense to protect Sam and Tucker from what they don't know about me being a wizard with a newly-reborn dark wizard on my tail?

"I guess you're right..." Danny muttered finally, knowing full well of other reasons as to why he had not yet told his parents about his ghostly secret.

"Not to mention, it's literally against the law for you to tell them about magic. Telling Mom and Dad about your ghost secret isn't gonna land you in wizard jail."

This final statement settled Danny's guilt considerably, but did not totally wipe it away. The pair remained quiet in the car for a few minutes until Danny had a sudden thought.

"Wait, I can't go to London for two months!" Danny burst. "Who's gonna stop all the ghosts? Amity is gonna be overridden by ghosts if I'm not here..."

"Danny, I'm sure we'll be fine," Jazz assured. "Sam, Tucker, and I will be here, and even Valerie. And Mom and Dad of course," she added sheepishly, to which Danny snorted. "They are getting better y'know."

Danny shrugged, "That's true, and at least I wouldn't have to worry about them on my tail for two months."

"Look, Danny, you've said it before. There usually aren't too many ghosts in the summer because it's too hot for them. We can handle it, and you need a break. I think this will be good for you."

"I guess..." Danny frowned, still worrying over the problem. "And I guess I could ask Frostbite to help out, he'd be more than willing..."

"Danny, whatever you decide, I'm behind you one hundred percent," Jazz smiled warmly, pulling into the Fenton Works driveway. "But I think Mom's right; you should definitely consider this, especially after what Professor Dumbledore said—"

"Whoa, wait a minute," Danny said, holding his hand up. "Professor?"

"Before you came downstairs, Mom introduced him as the Headmaster of his school, which is Hogwarts—"

Danny smiled wryly, "Not quite as prestigious-sounding as Harvard, is it?"

Jazz snorted, "Right? Well anyway, I think it's better you be safe rather than sorry. I don't want my," Jazz made a face, "second cousin to be killed by a psycho dark wizard."

Danny leaned across the middle divider of the car and gave her a warm hug, "You'll always be my big sister, Jazz."

Jazz returned the hug, "Thanks, little brother."

Danny, Sam and Tucker sat in the Manson home theater watching Dead Teacher VII. Four days had gone by since meeting Professor Dumbledore, and Danny had sent his letter to confirm he would be going to London for the summer months. The owl that had randomly appeared by his window that morning had startled him, but after reassurance from his mother that it was a post owl, Danny secured his note to the owl's leg and watched it fly off.

It was also the first time Danny had seen Sam and Tucker since the last day of school, meaning it was finally time to share the big news. The trouble was that he couldn't share all of the news, and Danny was already unhappy about hiding certain details from his best friends.

"Why do we watch these movies?" Danny sighed after a bit. "How many dead teachers can one school have, I mean really?"

"There's only one teacher," Tucker pointed out. "He just dies...uh, which movie is this? He just dies seven times."

"You usually love these movies, Danny," Sam frowned in concern. "What's the deal?"

"Just thinking about a lot, I guess," Danny sighed.

"School's over, what's to think about?" Tucker said, leaning back comfortably and placing his feet on the coffee table. The motion dislodged some magazines from the table.

Sam pursed her lips at Tucker's antics before turning back to Danny. "Is this about the 'bombshell?'" she asked, regaining Tucker's attention.

"Yeah, what's going on, man?" Tucker asked, his voice also laced with concern. He reached for the remote to pause the movie so they could give Danny their full attention.

Danny bowed his head, running both hands through his messy hair.

"I don't think you should be telling Sam and Tucker just yet."

Jazz's words echoed through his head as he took a deep breath. "I'm...adopted," he said finally. It's the truth, he reasoned. He just wasn't planning on sharing all the facts.

"Dude, you're serious?"

"Sirius is my middle name," Danny said slyly.

Tucker let out a low whistled.

Sam bit her lip briefly as if mulling over a though, and a few moments later, she asked, "Wait, so is your name Danny? What was your birth name, did they tell you?"

Daniel glowered a bit. "Daniel Sirius Potter. At least Mom and Dad were nice enough to keep my first name."

There was silence as the two digested the information presented to them.

"Wow," Sam breathed after a while. "I didn't expect that one."

"Well, you weren't kidding about being serious, were you?" Tucker joked lightly, and Danny smiled a bit at the received humor. "Who would've thought?" Tucker added. "You fit in with your family so well. In a good way!" he added quickly at Danny's lighthearted glare.

"Yeah, ghost hunting and a fondness for fudge just about covers it," Danny sighed. "But really, looking back, I don't look like anyone in that family. Jazz looks just like Mom, and the only thing I have in common with anyone is my dad's hair color, and even that's common. I don't have the same eye color as any of them, and in all of the family photos I've seen of before I was born I have never seen one with Mom pregnant with me. I don't know how I missed it really."

"Well, at least we solved the mystery of why you're the only non-genius in the Fenton household," Tucker joked.

"I resent that!" Danny said indignantly. "Ghost fighting takes up all my time. If I had a chance to study I'd actually do well!"

"Wait a minute, Danny," Sam started suddenly. "Did they...tell you who your real parents are?"

Danny scoffed. "I learned more than that," he began, mentally noting certain facts he wasn't supposed to share. "Apparently my birth mom gave me to Mom when I was a year old, and just hours after that, she...I think it was a car crash," Danny lied, trailing off slightly. "My birth father was with her at the time."

"So you're an orphan?" Sam said sadly.

Danny nodded solemnly. "I'm not the only one."

"What do you mean?" Tucker pressed.

"I have a twin brother, and he's still alive."

"Really?!"

"Hold on, then where is he?" Sam picked out immediately. "Why were you the only one given to the Fenton's, what about your brother? Did no one care about him, or did they just like him better?" Sam bit before reddening slightly. "That sounded horrible, I didn't mean it like that!"

Danny shook his head, chuckling slightly. Sam would pick up on that pretty fast. "They we're gonna give him to someone else, and they didn't want to load Mom with two extra kids."

"Why'd they want to give up their children in the first place?" Sam frowned.

Danny shrugged nervously. "They didn't want to, they just had...financial problems," he lied again, hoping the lie would stick. "It was supposed to be a temporary thing, but well..."

Luckily, Tucker picked up the reigns. "Did your parents know your birth parents then?" Tucker asked before frowning. "Wow, this is confusing."

"My real mom and Mom are cousins," Danny said, thinking back. "So Jazz is really my second cousin I think."

"So where's your brother?" Tucker asked.

"That's the next big thing. Apparently a family friend tracked me down and offered me a chance to go stay with my brother and...others this summer," Danny started tentatively.

"Does he even know you exist?"

"Considering I just found out about him, I'd say probably not," Danny shrugged. "He'll find out when I show up on his doorstep though. My parents are arranging it, I guess."

"So where does he live?" Sam asked.

"London, England," Danny grinned. "Or at least, that's where I'm meeting him."

"London?!" Tucker beamed. "I am so coming with you!"

"You can't!" Danny said, a little too quickly. He took a breath before saying more slowly, "Don't get me wrong, it would be awesome if you guys came, but..." I don't want an evil wizard to spell you to death, "I have to meet my brother alone, you know? And, that also leaves the matter of the ghosts—"

"Danny—"

"I know, it's totally uncool that I'm throwing this on you," Danny shied, holding his hands up slightly in defense. "But I really—"

"Danny—"

"—need to go on this trip, and it's going to be awkward enough with us just meeting each other, and then there's anyone else I'd be meeting. I think—"

"Danny!" Sam and Tucker shouted in unison.

"Huh?"

"It's fine, just relax," Sam smirked. "We don't mind taking care of a couple of ghosts."

"Yeah, this is important to you, what kind of friends would we be if we didn't help out?" Tucker added.

Danny gave a small smile. "Thanks, you guys. And I can ask Frostbite to help if anything becomes a problem, but it's summer, so the ghosts shouldn't be too bad anyway."

"When do you leave?"

"Uh, I think in a couple days."

"Well, then we have plenty of time to finish this movie!" Tucker grinned.

Danny smiled slightly as the movie resumed playing before drifting into his thoughts. He had told them enough for them to work off of, and he had told them the big stuff, about his adoption and his brother. He just left out that they were all wizards...and that someone was out to kill him (other than Skulker and every other ghost). Danny felt guilty hiding it, but his conversation with Jazz kept sprouting back into his head. He glanced at his scarred hand, currently masked. He would give anything to tell Sam and Tucker about all of it, but he would give so much more to keep them safe.

"Just because Inviso-Bill is going on vacation to London in a few days, that does not mean you can ignore the movie!" Sam scolded playfully, mocking his old alias.

Danny looked up from his hand and grinned before turning his attention to the movie.

"Mom and Dad don't know because you're trying to protect them, among other reasons. The same applies to Sam and Tucker, right? If you tell them about Voldemort and everything else, doesn't that put them in danger too? Not to mention, it's literally against the law for you to tell them about magic."

I'm sorry I can't tell you guys, Danny thought determinedly, but I will someday, I promise.

And that's the end of chapter three! It's shorter than chapter two, but not nearly as expositional, so that makes up for it I guess.

First of all, Danny's A+ in science really isn't that farfetched because in the episode Frightmare, he says he has an A+. Despite this being said in a dream, he says it as though it were fact, while he is a bit confused about the rest of the dream, so we can assume he is in fact acing science. He better be acing science if he wants to be an astronaut! :D

As you're probably beginning to realize, Sam and Tucker don't have a major role in this story, but I'm not writing them off, they'll still be there. They just won't have as much screen time as Danny.

In the next chapter, Danny's off to London! Again, don't expect Danny and Harry to meet just yet as it is only the beginning of the summer, so Harry is still at the Dursleys, but their meeting will come, and it will be…interesting, to say the least.

As always, if you have any questions, I will be happy to answer them! I look forward to your reviews!

Peace out!
Sadie