The rest of September and October passed with some form of order. Harry would usually be woken up in the morning by Teddy and George fighting over the bathroom. On the rare occasions that Harry slept through the morning argument, one of them would pound on the door until he grew agitated and opened it.
Severus would meet him outside of his quarters and they would make their way together down to the Great Hall, occasionally stopping to answer a question from some of the younger students. Harry was thankful that George was there with him when it came to teaching however.
On Friday evenings, the Evans' quarters were usually filled with children, usually the young Malfoy and Potter boys, as well as Mr. Colin Creevey, and Lily, Hugo, and Roxanne's friend Alys joined them.
Umbridge, it seemed, had taken Harry's words seriously, and had practically left them alone. George, Harry, and Teddy had heard rumors of the other students having detentions but could never find a student to confirm what they believed.
While Umbridge was easily the most hated person in Hogwarts, easily passing Severus Snape in their minds, Harry, George, and Teddy were easily the most loved. George had made it his job to sit at each house table once a week and entertain the students with his stories of school. Most of the students, the few that had heard mention of his twin's names thought that it was only a coincidence that they shared names with Fred and George Weasley.
Teddy was well liked because even if he was a little older than most of the students, he could clearly relate to their problems and give advice they could actually use and understand. It had become a practice that if they were not in the classroom they could leave off the 'Professor' and just call him Teddy, and even the teachers didn't complain, since it was a common sight, to see Teddy sitting with a group of Gryffindors, laughing at some joke, or helping the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws with their homework, even going as far as to give advice to the Slytherin Quiddich team.
Harry was easily the most approachable about both their school work and their home lives. Students all knew his office hours and used the hours he was in the library every Thursday night to their advantage. However, most of the school seemed completely baffled by the growing relationship between their most feared professor and one of their favorite people.
It had been a rainy, cold day in the middle of October, when Fred had began calling Severus "Uncle Sev." Fred claimed that if Severus was going to be around all the time, he needed a familial name, and he quickly had his sister and cousins using the name, including, occasionally Teddy as well.
On Halloween, Harry and George were in the Defense Office, attempting to grade the fifth year essays on the differences between Jinxes and Hexes. Harry chuckled as George threw down his quill again and leaned back in his chair.
"I am done with these for tonight," George proclaimed and Harry shook his head, "Oh come on! Harry, its Halloween! Besides the feast is in an hour!"
"Yes, and what are you going to do for an hour?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow and looked at the door as frantic knocks were heard.
"I'm talking to whoever this is," George muttered and flicked his wand and unlocked the door and James burst in, "Never mind."
"Fred and Dom got detention with Umbridge tonight!" James blurted out as he hurried in followed by his younger family members.
"Calm down James," George said and closed the door behind Teddy, "We haven't heard of anything happening during her detentions, not even the blood quills."
"Uncle George! Just because you haven't heard anything about those detentions, doesn't mean we haven't!" James yelled and Harry looked at his son searchingly.
"Then what have you all heard?" Harry asked and stood from his seat and made his way around the desk.
"She uses blood quills on Harry, but Draco usually heals them the next morning," Albus said quietly and Louis nodded and they both looked at James who sighed.
"There's a rumor that she used the Cruciatus Curse on Colin," James said and Harry raised an eyebrow. Colin Creevey had began to be known as one of the Evans children's few close friends, usually seen with the fourth year boys, as Harry Potter had taken to Albus and Draco, along with the other two third years.
"Teddy, go find Colin and bring him here," Harry said pulling the Marauder's Map out of the desk. "George, wait and talk to Colin. James, take everyone to our rooms until the feast. I'll go make a visit to the High Inquisitor's office."
Harry quickly made his way to the third floor office that Dumbledore had allowed the High Inquisitor to occupy for the duration of the year. Harry barely blinked as he pushed against the tides of students pushing against him. When he reached the door to the office, he stopped and pressed his ear against the door.
"I will ask you one last time," Harry heard Umbridge say and clenched his fist when he heard a whimper, "Who are you?"
"We told you," Fred's voice sounded and Harry heard someone slipping across the floor, "We're Evans."
"I do not tolerate liars!" Umbridge screeched and Harry froze as the unforgivable left her mouth and Fred screamed.
"Stop! Leave him alone!" Dominique yelled and Harry drew his wand and stepped back from the door, just as Severus rounded the corner.
"What in Merlin's name is happening in there?" Severus snapped and stopped when he saw the ice Harry's eyes and heard Fred's and Dom's yells and screams. "Bombarda!"
Harry quickly moved in front of Fred as Severus stunned the pink clad witch and hurriedly knelt besides Fred as Minerva and Dumbledore crashed in.
"We were in the Headmaster's office," Minerva muttered, "When the wards alerted us to the use of an Unforgiveable."
"I knew those wards were up," Harry sneered and Grabbed Dominique's arm and pulled him towards a chair as he and Fred continued to shake. "Tell me Headmaster, why do I have another student claiming to have been put under the curse?"
"Albus?" Minerva asked and Harry turned away from the older witch and wizard and knelt in front of the boys.
"Dominique," Harry said quietly setting his hands on the boy's knees, "Tell me what happened."
"She had us doing lines," Dom whispered and held out his hand to his uncle, "She was really mad, and when Fred said that you and Uncle George would show her, she made us stop and tortured him. She wanted to know who we really were but he wouldn't tell."
"She didn't use the curse on you?" Harry asked and looked at the boy's hand where the familiar I must not tell lies was etched. Dominique shook his head no and Harry sighed, "Your hand won't scar."
Harry stood and turned back towards the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress, "I want her locked up, or I'll take a case of wrongful neglect against the school to right the wrongs committed against Colin Creevey."
"The Minister is on his way to the school with Aurors as we speak," Minerva said and Harry nodded and turned towards his nephews.
"Come on boys," Harry said and helped Dominique stand, "Let's go see George before the feast." Harry then noticed that Fred was staring at him and hadn't said a word. "Fred? Freddie?"
Fred looked up and stared at his uncle before he raised his shaking arms towards the older man with a whisper of "Please." Harry smiled at the fourteen year old, his pose had reminded him of when he was younger and wished to be held, and he cast a feather-light charm on the boy and carefully picked him up.
"I remember when you were tiny," Harry muttered to the boy as Severus went to help Dominique, "When you would come over, or your parents needed a break. You never liked being held by Ginny very much, but you and James and Dominique would always sleep with me on the couch in my study. I miss having small children around."
"Mum was pregnant," Fred muttered halfway between conciseness and Harry raised his eyebrows, "Told me not to tell Dad."
"Really?" Harry muttered and shifted his arms a bit as they began to walk towards his office, "She used concealment charms, I expect."
"Uh-huh," Fred yawned and closed his eyes, "Two boys and they were due in September. I wish I could have met my little brothers."
"You never know Freddie," Harry whispered as they approached the office, "Your mother may send them here, to be with you, Roxanne, and your father."
"I hope so," Fred mumbled and sighed, "Mum didn't want them, I don't think. Tell Uncle Sev I'm sorry for breaking the crystal vials and telling him it was Dominique. That's what got us detention."
"Apology accepted Fred," Severus said and opened the office door and George looked up from where he sat with Colin Creevey.
"Fred?" George said softly, "Is he okay?" Harry nodded and George went to grab his son.
"He has something to tell you," Harry whispered to George, "Severus gave him a nerve restoration potion, but he's still shaking and he's tired." George nodded and sighed, "What did Creevey say?"
"Two weeks ago," George muttered and then looked at their nephew and Colin, "Colin, you can go, just remember what I said, alright? Our door is always open. Dom, let's go into our rooms and I'll give you a Calming Draught."
Dominique looked towards his dark haired uncle, "Will you be coming in soon?" Harry was quick to reassure the boy and turned towards Severus.
Severus saw the anger in the younger man's eyes and knew that once George got out of the room with the kids, his magic was going to be released. He silently put up a ward so he and Harry wouldn't be harmed by the wayward magic.
Harry waited until the door latched before he took a deep breath and allowed his magic to go off. The room shook and small dark detectors, pictures, books, quills, and ink crashed to the floor. Harry wanted her to hurt, just like she had hurt Fred and Dominique ten-fold. Harry remembered the tremble in Fred's arms and his magic lashed out even more.
Severus felt the magic in the room swell before it completely dissipated and left only the two of them in the room. "I have a feeling that was not all over what happened in Umbridge's office."
"Angelina was pregnant with twins," Harry growled and looked around the destroyed room and sighed, "They were due in September, and Fred doesn't think that she wanted them." Harry bent over and picked up a few of the pictures on the ground and grinned. "This is my favorite; Dumbledore took it that day on the Quiddich Pitch."
Severus looked at the photo and smirked at the sudden mud fight that he and George had caused. He watched as George sent a bludger towards him from near the ground and he smirked. Severus groaned as he watched as he dived at the man and forced him into crashing into the ground. George had picked up a handful of mud and chucked it at the Potions Master. The kids quickly took advantage of the excuse to throw the mud.
"If students see this, my reputation is finished," Severus groaned, however a small smile slid across his face as Harry continued to pick up the pictures.
"It's charmed," Harry said as he put his ink and quills back on the desks, "When the students look at that one they see myself and George covered in mud."
"Genius," Severus muttered as Harry sat at his desk and sighed, "Are you going to the feast?"
"Probably not," Harry replied and ran a hand through his hair, "I can almost guarantee that George will be though, followed by a trip to the Hog's Head, or The Three Broomsticks."
"I'll take the rest of the kids to my rooms," Severus said and chuckled at the younger man's face. "I am guessing that they will not want to return to the dorms, and Fred and Dom may want some quiet."
"Yeah, alright," Harry muttered and sighed, "I'll send some of their games for them to keep them occupied. But Severus, if they want to come home, let them."
"I will," Severus promised and moved closer to the younger man, "Are you sure you're alright?"
"No Severus, I'm not," Harry said sharply, "My nephew was just put under the Cruciatus Curse with the other had to watch. I just learned that my brother's wife was expecting twins when we left and on top of all of this, Albus' nightmares are back from this summer, Lily is struggling in a few classes, I have to deal with the Joshua Wood incident, and Teddy is having trouble controlling your Slytherins, and the others are beginning to feel the effects of being separated from their parents. Add that on top of my teaching and Head of House duties, and the fact that we're probably expecting two baby boys to arrive sometime soon, I am a little stressed."
Severus stared at the man before stepping towards the man and pulled him into an awkward embrace, "I'll talk to my Slytherins and brew some Dreamless Sleep for your rooms. I'll also talk to Fred, and help Lily with her classes."
"You don't have to Severus," Harry muttered into the man's shoulder and inhaled the scent of herbs that clung to the black robes. "My family can handle it."
"I know I don't have to," Severus muttered, "But I want to, and I am going to whether you like it or not."
"Hmmm…" Harry muttered and inhaled again, "You smell good."
Severus chuckled and tightened his arms around the man, he felt Harry tense slightly, "Harry, you're safe. I won't hurt you." Severus froze when he heard the harsh whispers coming from the man. "Harry hush now, you're at Hogwarts, you're safe with me. Hush, he can't get you here."
Harry's whispers became slower as Severus continued to say useless nothings in his ear. He was at Hogwarts, there was nobody here who wanted to hurt him, and he was safe at Hogwarts, with Severus, his home.
"Come on Uncle George," Teddy was saying as he tried to pull George out of their rooms as Harry watched from the couch with Dominique. Fred was lying down on the couch opposite of them, still blissfully asleep. "After the feast we can go to the Hog's Head and have a few drinks."
After Teddy, Severus, and the other kids had successfully removed George from their rooms, Dominique sighed and leaned forwards and put his head in his hands. Harry sighed, glanced at Fred and moved to pull Dominique into his side.
"Talk to me Dominique," Harry said quietly, "Tell me what is going through your head."
Dominique lifted his head and quietly stared at Fred for a moment, "I'm the oldest." It was a simple statement that confused Harry.
"I know," Harry muttered, "You're three months older that James, and Four months older that Fred."
"Victore always said when we were younger, that her job was to protect all of us," Dominique said, "We were the only things worth it. I'm the oldest now, that's my job." Harry began to understand and pulled Dominique closer to him.
"It's not your fault that she tortured Fred," Harry said sternly, "It happened, yes, but it is not your fault."
"Back home, Professor Longbottom had two separate files for us. One was for our pranks, and the other was for when we would end up in fights when people would mess with Al, Rose, or Louis. People rarely caused Lucy and Molly problems," Dominique muttered and was quiet for a few minutes, "I miss Mum and Dad and Victore."
"I know Dom," Harry said and chuckled, "Do you know who I miss? I miss your Grandma Molly and Uncle Charlie."
"I miss Grandma Molly's treacle tart," Dominique said with his eyes closed and a small smile on his face, "She was the best."
"Molly's treacle tart is my favorite," Harry agreed and then grew serious again; "I have noticed something since we have arrived here. Dom, you're all happier here, instead of the family falling apart over mine and George's divorce, you all became even closer, if it was possible. You're lives are happier."
Dominique was silent for a moment before he looked up, "Even you? You're happy?"
"Yes," Harry said softly, "I am very happy. We all are. George is, I am, Teddy is, everyone."
"Fred told Uncle George about Aunt Angie being pregnant," Dominique said and scowled at the name, "I don't like calling her Aunt anymore."
"You don't have to," Harry replied, "Just like your sister never called me Uncle Harry."
"Why didn't she call you Uncle Harry?" Dominique asked and Harry sighed.
"That was your father's choice," Harry replied, "You know about your Uncle Fred right? Well after Victore was born, I believe that Charlie and Bill agreed that when and if they had kids, they wouldn't call me or anyone who married Ginny uncle since it was Fred's title."
"Then why do Louis and I call you Uncle Harry?" Dominique asked rubbing his arms.
"You and Louis grew up hearing me called Uncle Harry by Fred, Roxanne, Rose, Hugo, Lucy, and Molly," Harry explained shortly, "Victore didn't grow up with many of you close."
"What do you think would have happened if James didn't break the time turner?" Dominique asked as he stretched his body out and out his head on Harry's lap.
"I think that you all would be at school, I think that George and my divorces would be settled, but I don't think I would be happy," Harry muttered closing his eyes as Dominique relaxed a little.
"Hmmm… I remember when I was younger and James and Fred and I would have sleepovers," Dominique muttered and put an arm over his eyes, "And I never really wanted to have them at my house. I think I was a little jealous of James and Fred for a little while when we were ten. You and Uncle George were always there when we were at your houses and you played with us no matter what. My dad wasn't there very often; I know it was for work. James always said he didn't mind sharing his dad."
Harry wan his hand through Dominique's hair and chuckled, "So that was why you called me dad for a week?" Dominique nodded with a small smile on his face.
"Uncle Harry," Dominique said suddenly and opened his eyes, "Why are you and Aunt Ginny getting a divorce? And Uncle George and Angelina?"
"James didn't tell you anything? Or Fred?" Harry asked and sighed when Dominique shook his head, "Ginny didn't keep her wedding vows and decided to have an affair. I didn't know for nearly eleven years. George and Angelina, however, did not really love one another. Angelina loved your Uncle Fred and after he died both she and George latched onto each other, it was rather unhealthy."
"I don't understand," Dominique said, "If they didn't love another, why did they get married?"
"They loved each other," Fred muttered and Harry looked at the other boy, whose eyes were still closed, "Just not as husband and wife. They were more like brother and sister most of the time. There were times when they seem to be in love like husband and wife though, but not often."
"Fred!" Dominique exclaimed and jumped up and moved to help his cousin sit up, "How are you? Are you hurting? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine Dom," Fred muttered with a small smile at his cousin's antics, "I'm feeling okay, just a little sore."
"I'm sorry Fred," Dominique muttered and sat next to Fred and sighed. Harry nodded to himself and left to use the Floo to check in on Severus and the kids.