A/N: Sorry for the mini hiatus, this chapter's beginning did NOT want to be written for some reason- so it didn't really turn out as good as I had hoped. Oh, did you guys have a good Holiday Vacation? I had a good Christmas! Oh, and by the way… THIS STORY HAS PASSED THE 100 REVIEWS MARK :D THANK YOU ALL!

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~~ Sam's POV? ~~

Danny and Harry were unconscious. After Lupin pushed the- what did he call it? After he pushed the dementor out of the compartment with a silvery spell and the lights flickered back on, he explained how a dementor worked and left to go speak to the driver of the train.

Sam went over to Danny and sat down next to him, petting Kali methodically with smooth, even strokes to calm her down. She was only mildly worried about Danny, he had passed out before, so he would *probably* be okay this time too. She would have been more concerned if she didn't know why he passed out, or if he had been bleeding.

Danny still had trouble dealing with his memories of the Nasty Burger explosion and the events that followed it. Sam sometimes had nightmares about it as well. It would be easy for the dementor to use those memories against him; to suck his happiness out.

Sam shivered. She had been getting close to passing out herself, and felt shaky and vulnerable. She looked around the compartment; everyone else was that way too: paler than usual and trembling. Ron and Hermione were next to an unconscious Harry, panicking while trying to wake him up. Ginny was curled up in over herself next to Neville, who seemed to be at a loss in what to do.

Sam stood up and handed Kali to Ginny before going back over to Danny. She looked back at Ginny who had uncurled herself so she could hold the cat. Kali purred as she was petted and Ginny smiled softly.

Sam looked Danny over. He looked more like he had fallen asleep and had a nightmare than he looked like he passed out. His face was twisted into a pained expression and a light sheen of sweat veiled his forehead. Sam started shaking him awake.

"Danny? Danny wake up!"

Sam heard a slapping sound coming from behind her. Hermione was slapping Harry's face in an attempt to wake him up. Sam shrugged, didn't seem like a bad idea, so she slapped Danny's face a couple of times, noting how his skin was colder than its usual temperature.

"Ugh, what was that for?" Danny opened his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked Harry.

"I guess Harry's awake too. Come on." Sam offered Danny her hand and she helped pull him up before letting go. Or, at least, trying to let go. Her hand had frozen to Danny's.

"Sorry." Danny apologized as he unfroze them, "The adrenaline from getting ready to fight mixed with the fact that I haven't gone ghost the past couple days kind of makes my powers…"

"It's fine."

"I should probably go ghost soon though."

"I'm just glad that they're too busy worrying to notice." She nodded over to the rest of the people in the compartment.

"Where's the creepy thing?"

"The dementor?"

"Yeah, that."

"Lupin cast a spell that threw it back." Sam answered. The compartment door opened, "Speaking of, there he is now."

Lupin was carrying a rather large slab of chocolate in his hands and broke it into generous pieces, handing the pieces out to everyone, "Here, eat this, it will help."

Danny took the piece of chocolate and hesitantly broke a small piece off, eating from the smaller chunk. He was rewarded with a rush of warmth spreading throughout his body. He nibbled on the chocolate chunk a bit more, but the waves of warmth quickly became uncomfortable to his low- temp body and he quietly slipped the rest of the unbitten piece to Sam, who had finished checking her chocolate with Lupin to make sure it was Ultra- Recyclo- Vegetarian safe.

"Are you sure you don't want this?"

"Yeah."

Sam shrugged and popped the piece in her mouth, "Suit yourself, this stuff is amazing."

Everyone was looking much better after eating the chocolate, except-

"I haven't poisoned that, you know." Lupin said to Harry, who had been staring at the chocolate in his hands.

Harry blinked a couple of times then looked up. Realization struck his face and he took a bite of the chocolate. Color flowed back to his face almost immedietly. "Did…did anyone else pass out?" he asked.

"Danny did." Ron said, "But nobody else other than you two. Ginny was shaking like mad though."

"We'll get to Hogwarts in about ten minutes. Are you alright Danny? Harry?" Lupin asked, concerned.

"Fine." The two boys muttered; both embarrassed at the extra attention.

The rest of the train ride was awkward for everyone. Nobody really knew what to say. Eventually, when the school was in sight, Ginny handed Sam her cat back, saying a quiet thank you as she did so. The train stopped and a rumbling sound could be heard as students pushed and shoved to get out of the train. Waiting until the majority of people got by, they opened the compartment door and walked down the corridor to get out of the train as well.

Once they got out onto the platform, however, many people wanted to go back into the train. It was raining furiously and most students started to shake from the cold.

"Firs' years this way!" The tell-tale voice of Hagrid called out. Sam and Danny exchanged glances. Were they supposed to go with the first years to the lake or with the third years to the carriages?

Sam quickly decided that she did not want to go on the lake and pulled Danny towards the carriages.

"Those are some really weird horses." Danny pointed.

Sam blinked. She couldn't see anything. "You mean the invisible horses?"

"Invisible? No, I'm talking about the horses pulling the carriages." Danny looked at her, "Aaand you can't see them can you."

"No."

"It's called a Thestral. You can only see them if you've watched someone die and accepted the fact that they're dead." Someone behind them said. They whirled around. It was Dumbledore. With a wink he walked into the crowd, stopping to talk to a couple of students before he disappeared from their sight.

"Well that was weird." Sam turned back to Danny, "But who did you see die?"

"Well for one, you. Besides, I think I'd see it anyway." Danny said.

She glanced around, nobody was listening in, "Then why can't I see the horse? I saw some of them die right before I did."

"I think it's because you don't accept that they actually died."

"But I saw you die!" Sam argued, "Well, technically speaking, anyway."

"Then you don't count me as dead either."

"Huh."


~ Danny's POV ~

It was their turn to get in a carriage and they did so, Danny stopping to stroke the horse's mane before getting in for the ride. The horse pulled the carriage along the not- so- smooth path, through the school gates- guarded by dementors, making Danny flinch and accidently freeze some of the rain into hail- and halted by the entrance of the school. As they got out and walked closer, staring in awe at the large structure, they heard an obnoxious voice, slick and sharp and filled with sarcasm.

"There's no problem, Professor." He said, insinuating a mocking tone with the words, making it obvious to Danny and Sam that there was, indeed, a problem.

The group before them proceeded into the castle.

"I wonder what that was about." Sam said before starting to go into the castle as well.

"Wait a sec, I want to try something first." He pulled his Fenton Phones out of his pocket and turned it on.

"I think that it's working. Go ahead and turn yours on and-"

The Fenton Phone started beeping.

"Wha-?" He dropped it and took a step back. It promptly exploded with a loud boom. What had once been an ecto- endowed piece of technology was now a small smoking crater. Note to self: ecto- technology and magic do not mix.

"On second thought, don't turn it on." He said lamely, pushing dirt back into the hole with his shoe so it was less noticeable before catching up with Sam and going into the castle. Before they could get very far, however, a teacher with spectacles and her hair in a bun called them over.

"Fenton! Manson! I need to see you both." The professor called, "You too Potter and Granger!" She yelled louder over the students so they could hear her.

Confused, theymade their way to her, weaving their way through the crowd to get to the professor, then followed her into an office, presumably her own.

"First off, Danny and Sam, I am Professor McGonagall. For some reason, the quill that tells us who to put in Hogwarts didn't write your name down last year, and when it did this year, it told us to put you in the third year. Now, we don't know why this is, but the magic quill must have had a good reason. But because you haven't had the previous years of schooling, you are going to be a behind in some classes. Your teachers will give you extra assignments to help you learn the things you need to know." Professor McGonagall explained.

Danny groaned. Extra homework- now there was something he could've lived without. At least there wouldn't be many ghost attacks here.

There was a knock at the door. "Ah, that would be Madame Pomfrey. Lupin sent an owl ahead to say that you two were taken ill on the train."

The door opened and Madame Pomfrey came in. Harry went red in the face. "I'm fine." He insisted.

"Oh, so it's you? Setting dementors around the school, what were they thinking! Here, have some chocolate." Madame Pomfrey rambled.

"We've all already had some." Danny intruded.

"And you're sure your fine?"

"Yes!" the two answered.

"Alright then. Now we simply have to wait for the sorting hat. Granger, if I could have a word." McGonagall beckoned Hermione over and they talked quietly a few minutes before the professor handed her something that looked suspiciously like a time medallion and she slipped it over her neck and tucked it under her robes.

While they were talking Madame Pomfrey left the room and another teacher came in carrying the sorting hat, leaving immediately after setting an old, worn- looking hat down. Danny's ghost sense went off faintly and he coughed to disguise it.

"Ah, good, the hat's here. Thank you Professor Flitwick." She said to the retreating form, who smiled in return. "Now, let's get you two sorted." McGonagall said, "Sam first."

Sam went to the stool on which the hat had been placed and picked up the hat, "So I just put this on?"

McGonagall nodded, and so Sam put the hat on her head. The hat and Sam sat in silence for a minute or two before calling out, "GRYFFINDOR!"

Sam took off the hat and smiled at Danny, "Your turn."

Danny went over to the stool and put on the hat as he swallowed back another faint ghost sense. Immediately after he put it on, the hat began skimming over his mind. Danny quickly barred off his memories, but there was no need as the hat simply skipped over them and went to an unknown part of his mind, where it seemed his personality lied.

"Hmmm… Those are some strong mental bonds you've put up, excellent work, but going into the memories is a bit invasive, don't you think? Besides, there isn't much of a need. I only go in there if there isn't enough information telling me where to put you elsewhere." The hat told him.

"Uh, sorry to ask, but are you a ghost?"

"Sort of. I'm more of a psyche, to be precise." The hat, or rather, the spirit infused hat, hmm'd softly, "Why do you ask?"

"Uhh...no reason."

"Ah." The hat began musing to itself, "You have a lot of courage, and bravery too."

"Aren't they the same thing?" He asked the hat.

"Not at all. Courage is being able to face something and stay strong even in the face of pain, loss, or fear, and bravery is being ready to face pain or danger. There is a difference between being ready and being able."

"Oh."

"You have a slight penchant to lie, and you are... obstinately against wishing?"

"Yeah, I know it sounds weird, but I have a good reason for both."

"Now, what else? Hmm. You are witty in most situations, but can also be a bit thickheaded in others."

"Hey!"

The hat chuckled before continuing, "A sense of humor as well. A touch of ambition, but not overly much, extreme loyalty to friends and family…Quite a lot of power and a talent to match it, but no desire to rise to the top, no strive to take control."

"No." Danny thought, "Then I'd be too much like him." (1)

The hat, having no idea who he was but getting the implication from the vehemence in his thought, chuckled again, "Not Slytherin then. Aright, that means you're a shoe-in for…"

"GRYFFINDOR!" It exclaimed aloud. Danny took off the hat and high- fived Sam. They didn't know too much about the school, but while in Diagon Alley they had heard about the four houses and the traits usually displayed in them and had secretly both wanted to go in Gryffindor.

"It nearly put me in Ravenclaw." Sam told him, "But it decided against it because I had more Gryffindor traits."

"Danny and Harry, I'll need to speak to you two alone. The rest of you can go to the feast." McGonagall said.

"I guess I'll meet you down there. Save me a seat." Danny said,

"Sure." Sam walked out with Hermione.

McGonagall closed the door, "Now, what I'm about to tell you will probably shock you both. You both might want to sit down."

They both sat down in the chairs opposite of McGonagall's desk, and she sat down as well.

"I don't know how to say this so I'll just come straight out with it. Harry? Danny? You two are brothers."

Danny's mind went a mile a minute. He knew he was adopted, but he had assumed that…well, he didn't even know what he assumed, really. He didn't think he'd ever get to meet his birth parents, let alone that he would have and get to meet his brother.

Harry also looked lost for words, "You mean…I have…"

"A living relative, yes. Daniel, I presume you are familiar with the story of the boy who lived?"

"It's Danny. And, uh, yeah, I've heard it going around. Didn't get all the details though. Never got to know which family." He shrugged, his mind feeling a bit numb with shock.

"In the story they neglect to mention that there were two children, seeing as you weren't hit with the killing curse and therefore didn't add much to the story. But you were there too."

"So that's why…" Harry tried to speak but couldn't finish his sentence.

"You have your father's eyes." Professor McGonagall told Danny.

"What?"

"Harry has his mother's eyes, and you have your father's. Such a bright blue. I never thought I'd see the shade again."

"So I'm…Danny Potter?"

"Yes."

Danny sat back, processing all the information, head whirling. He could almost feel a headache coming on. He wanted to turn ghost and go flying to clear his head. Harry looked like he was having a hard time dealing with the news as well, his mouth opening and closing as if thinking about saying something but not quite managing to say it and closing his mouth before trying again. The quiet carried for a few minutes, McGonagall watching them with concern as Danny rubbed his temples and Harry struggled to find the right thing to say.

"I think I'm going to need some time to think this through." Danny said eventually, breaking the silence. Harry nodded in agreement.

"Take your time. I just didn't want you to get confused if any of the teachers call you Daniel Potter in class." McGonagall finished, "You two can go off to the feast now."

Danny and Harry got up almost robotically and left the room, Harry closing the door with a soft click behind them.


(1) Dan or Vlad, either works in this situation. I was thinking about Dan at the time, but Vlad works too.

A/N: I don't think that the beginning of this was very good and the whole thing felt a bit disjointed but oh well I hope you guys liked it anyway! I made them find out they were brothers sooner than planned but *shrug* REVIEWS TIME!

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GreenDrkness: Yes, they are brothers but not twins. People will probably start to notice soon. You got me there! Yes Freakshow is! And about the orb…you'll find out eventually!

Whitewolf20: I can't tell you what the orb does…yet…again, you'll find out eventually!

adroit008: They could have met later…they could have also met sooner as well. I was contemplating having them stay at Diagon Alley longer and meet Harry at the Leaky Cauldron but decided against it. I was also thinking about making the chapter longer but was afraid that people would get bored with my writing. For the most part, I was planning on sticking to the main storyline, but I'm glad that you'd be fine with stuff outside it since there will be! Thank You! :D

dxphantom: The third year is one of my favorite years as well! And I wasn't planning on putting him on the team but I'll think about it…

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