So, I will not be allowing Danny and Danielle to keep their memories. There are too many stories where Danny, Danielle, or both remember their time in Amity; it feels a bit overused. BUT! I will allow them to stay Pariah's Bane.

Danielle is portrayed by Emily Rudd.

Danny is portrayed by Cole Sprouse.

The rest of the cast as themselves.

Danielle sat on the porch of the Weasley's home; fear flooded inside of her chest as she stared off into space. Despite it being her favorite time of day, Danielle couldn't focus on anything other than the fear that rippled in her heart. She never felt this much fear- other than when Voldemort was involved- without there being a reason.

Both she and Danny remembered the night when Harry's parents' were murdered by Voldemort. It always sent chills running up and down her spine for hours; the only other time she remembered something close to the feeling was when she was paralyzed by a snake. She only remembered looking into the water she was bathing in; when the next thing she knew she was staring into the slitted eyes of the snake. Danny had been beside her when she had woken up; he had been the one to find her- which she was glad about- and bring her to the medical wing.

Footsteps sounded behind her; she knew those clunky sounding steps. Ron sat beside her- his firey red hair glimmered like a ruby in the early morning light. His freckled cheeks were pinkening from the slight chill in the air. Ron hardly woke up when Danielle would wake, but there were times when they would be the only ones awake. Seems that this was one of those times- he was probably excited since he would be seeing Harry soon.

"Couldn't sleep," Danielle asked her friend. Ron turned to glance at her with his stormy blue eyes dulled to a more grey tone.

"Hardly," Ron snapped. "How do you wake up like this and come out here, every bloody day? It's a nightmare."

Ron is a moody boy, but Danielle didn't mind much. She just giggled at her firey haired friend. Her inky black hair shimmered like an onyx stone in the early morning light. "I supposed you would rather go back inside then?"

She was the closest to Ron out of all the Weasley's, he seemed so comfortable in his own skin, despite always being compared to his siblings all the time. She liked his attitude to most things; she just didn't care much for his quickness to judge others.

Her head rested against his shoulder as she waited for his answer. Ron was protective of her, but she had proven to be just as protective as he- especially towards their family. Hermione though, Danielle had to help her from the purebloods who called her mudblood. She saved her so much, that she became known as Hermione's keeper.

She liked Hermione, but she also disliked her as well- she had her emphasis on logic made her skeptical about accepting anything without proof. It annoyed Danielle so much. Hermione's logic- as most people do- has limits, putting her beliefs before all else at the same time in a way that makes her ignore reality when it contradicts what she believes, no matter how strong or overwhelming the evidence was.

"Could we make breakfast?" Sighing, Danielle gave a small smile. Ron had startled her when he spoke up- she hadn't realized she began to get lost in thought.

When Ron had learned she could cook better than his mother he had wanted her to teach him. It was amusing at first, but Danielle soon learned that Ron wasn't as amused; he took his duty very seriously. If he messed up the red-head would curse up a storm.

"I'd rather ask Misses Weasley if I could floo to Harry with Danny."

Misses Weasley was like a mother to her and Danny- even with Harry- but sometimes it felt a bit unnatural for her to have anyone, other than Danny, to worry about her wellbeing. It isn't that she didn't like it, it was just she found it hard to understand how to respond to such affection.

Misses Weasley trusted her the most, out of the other five teens in the house, and allowed her to use the floo-network. She doesn't use it much, but she wanted to see if Harry was okay. Harry had asked his friends to hide the fact that they were wizards and witches if they ever went to visit him. Everyone, other than herself and Danny, had been found out about their status, so if anyone ever had to get Harry without suspicion; they asked either Danny or Danielle. Mostly Danielle though, which she found a bit odd since Danny was a much more cunning person than she was.

Then again, it could also be because Petunia seemed to want to pair her up with her son- Dudley. She hated to see the boy; he was nothing but selfish, greedy, and very rude. Honestly, she was tempted to just tell the family that she was a witch so it would just stop.

"Want to see your boyfriend," Ron teased lightly.

"You could say that," Danielle responded not paying much attention to what Ron had said. Nor had she seen his surprised look on the redhead's face. "I'm worried about Harry."

Gingerly, Danielle placed her fingers to her freezing-cold scar on her forehead. It hurt terribly, but she knew she felt worse pain in her lifetime- she just can't remember when. She had woken up earlier this morning than she would have normally, she was an early riser- usually waking up just before the first light of the day, but today, however, she had woken up at four in the morning.

She blamed the nightmare she had; not that she remembers what it was about. Danielle had felt the terror that came from her bond with her brother; he was having the same dream too. Danielle had remembered that she had woken Danny up, only to be blasted with his cryokinesis power to her midsection before he had fallen back to sleep. Danny usually slept until ten in the morning, so she let him be.

She wondered if Harry had the same dream as she and Danny. Since he also had a scar on his forehead, she figured the dreams could be connected to the scars.

"You alright, Elle?"

Snapping her eyes towards her friend, Danielle looked gobsmacked for a moment before she realized he was worried because he had seen her touch her scar tenderly. "Oh," she gasped, "I'm, uh, I'm fine."

She had to stop getting lost in thought.

She knew Ron wanted to push more into the matter, but he should know how she would react to his pushing. Ron sighed, grabbing her arm in a gentle hold, "at least eat something before asking. Harry should be awake in another hour or so."

"You are such a mother-hen," Danielle teased.

Rolling his eyes, Danielle was placed in his seat- grabbing yogurt from the fridge placing it down before her. Keylime, her personal favorite. Even she knew not many seemed to like it because of the tart taste, but she usually ate it with strawberries. She didn't even have to ask for the strawberries because Ron had placed a plate heaped with strawberries. Danielle grabbed a chocolate frog, using her pyrokinesis to heat up the frog enough so they could dip the rest of the strawberries into it later.

"Thank you, Ron," Danielle smiled. "I have told you I love you, right?"

"You only ever say you love Danny and me," Ron laughed lightly. They were trying to not wake anyone in the house. His hand reached over to take a strawberry to dunk in her yogurt. "Some times I hate that you got me to like this." With a cheeky grin, she and Ron finished their breakfast.

While she allowed herself to eat, she wanted to fly for a while before the other's in the house woke, but she was grounded from flying because she had gotten mad at the twins and levitated the two high in the night sky as a punishment. Shifting into her ghost-half- she and Danny had the power to turn into ghosts that aren't like the ones in Hogwarts- Danielle sighed in relief when she felt her body become lighter and warmer.

Her grey hoodie and blue jeans were replaced with a black and white outfit. Her hoodie changed from gray to black traveling diagonally down her left side and white on her right. The pants stayed baggy, but it changed in the same way as her hoodie- the white went down on the side of her legs. In the middle of her hoodie was a logo that had a D with ghost trails and the negative space inside it forming a P.

It was relaxing in her ghost half- as if all of her worries would just disappear from the world. Not this time, though, she had her thoughts on something for a while and she was beginning to feel funny about it.

"Ron?"

"Yeah."

Danielle fidgetted as her big blue eyes glanced at his hand, "do you like someone?"

Ron went still, she could feel his stormy blue eyes watching her intensely. A few moments passed before he sighed, "can't say I don't. Why do you ask?"

Danielle felt her stomach flop; she hadn't wanted to think much of what she felt. "Um..."

"Is it Harry?"

Eyes wide, Danielle fought back a gag. Harry looked a lot like her and Danny- she couldn't bother to think of a relationship with someone who looked like her or her brother.

"No way," Danielle snapped. "He looks like me and Danny."

Ron let loose a loud laugh, his hands slapping his knees. "I'm sure you're the only girl not crushing on him!"

Danielle felt her cheeks heat up; her eyes were watching the redhead next to her. "Forget it."

Danielle ignored her friend as she went to her shared room with Ginney- the youngest Weasley in the house- and began to get dressed for the day. She had made plans to go to Diagon Alley to buy herself a pet for the first time- she had gotten permission from Misses Weasley to do so. She often wondered what type of animal she would more than likely get.

Danielle knew from when she went into a pet store for the very first time, she knew that she wanted a cat. Danny wouldn't admit it, but he would like a cat as a pet as well. As the day wore on, Danielle cleaned things around the house- making Misses Weasley very pleased in the process. When ten o'clock hit, Danny had finally woken up.

Danny had a bad habit of skipping breakfast; saying it just bothers his stomach and he would eat when lunch came around. Danielle just found it endearing to see Danny argue with Misses Weasley over something so mundane. In the end, Danny ended up grabbing a bowl of chopped fruits and another smaller bowl of strawberry cream cheese. It didn't take Danny too long to get dressed- even if the clothes were dark in color. He wore a dark blue shirt under a dark grey jean jacket paired with black pants and shoes.

Danny had walked up to Danielle with a small smile on his lips. "Can you style my hair, again?"

Danielle sighed with a small smile of her own- Danny and the other boys would always ask for her to cut their hair. They usually hated when Misses Weasley would cut their hair, it ended up very uneven or it would be turned into a buzzcut.

"Sit down," Danielle said. "If anyone else who wants a haircut better be outside tonight."

The younger Weasley's all gave a happy cheer, happy to be able to have a haircut before the new school year. Danny followed Danielle outside- with a stool in his hold. With everything ready for the younger twin ready to cut her twin's hair, she began to take off the hair on her brother's head. Danny liked his hair short in the back and long in the front- just not dangling in his eyes long; a few strands he could handle. When they finished, Danielle had to get out of her now hairy clothes- she'll wear them again when she is doing the other's hair. With a goodbye to the Weasley's, Danny and Danielle went on their way to Diagon Alley's Magical Menagerie. The trip was silent- both wrapped in their own thoughts.

It wasn't long before they were entering the pet store; various animal noises reached Danielle's ears making the girl smile. They entered the store; money in her purse they began their search for their very own pets. Ironically, Danny followed Danielle into the cat section.

There were a variety of cats. Black, ginger, siamese, and tabby cats were just a few that were in the store. In the back were the kittens, some that had Danielle's heart begin melting from the sheer cute from the aminals. Many allowed her to pet them through the cage, many bit her, but there was one that caught her eye.

It was a tiny black cat with her right ear, paws, and the tip of her tail being white. Her eyes are a bright blue with a stormy blue mixed in. The poor kitten was kept away from the other kittens.

"Excuse me," Danielle said to the woman who was showing her all the cats. "I would like this one."

Danielle was in front of the lonely kitten. The store owner rolled her eyes, "that one had been nothin' but trouble."

Danielle grabbed her wand, said an intangibility spell on her other hand before going through the cage to pick up the small kitten. The kitten was too light, her ribs were easily visible under her fur and Danielle knew the kitten was dehydrated.

"How much?"

"Take it."

Frowning, Danielle took the shivering kitten and placed the cat into her shirt- letting her rest in her sports bra- which conveniently looked like an undershirt with her light blue v-neck. The young raven-haired teen waited for her brother to pick out his pet; she was surprised to see he had gotten a small gray tabby cat with yellow eyes.

Danny had gotten the food as she paid for everything. She was angry at the shop owner to know that they treated a small helpless kitten as they did. Danielle was quick to give the small cat some food and water when they returned home. She started Bella, the cat, off on wet food after getting her to drink some water.

Bella ended up resting in her sports bra, having a fit whenever someone would try to remove her from Danielle. Danielle knew that Bella only wanted to stay with her since her body heat was higher than a normal person's.

"Misses Weasley?"

"I'm never going to get you to call me anything else, am I?"

Misses Weasley was helping her with the lunch dishes, "sorry..."

"What is it, Dear?"

Danielle bit her lip- her eyes grazing towards Ron, who was laughing with Danny with Winter playing with Ron's wand. She wondered if she was being crazy for having these feelings for her friend, one whom she had lived with for most of her life.

Misses Weasley must have followed her line of sight, as she then placed a warm dry hand on her now bare shoulder. "Relationships are a fickle thing. One moment you're the best of friends with someone and the next you are in love with them. What you do about it is what matters."

"I don't understand..."

"You will one day."

Sighing, Danielle handed the last dish to Misses Weasley, "if you say so."

Danielle left towards the couch in the living room, allowing her body to relax to the soft purring that Bella was letting loose. The sounds from everyone in the house mingled together to create a soothing symphony where everything just felt right in the world. Bella would hop up and down every once in a while to drink or eat, but Danielle was becoming so tired that she had fallen asleep.

When she woke once more she had seen that everyone had left the house, nothing on the table- even though it was ten after five- so Danielle began to make some dinner for everyone. She made sure there was enough for everyone to have more if they wanted it. She prepared fried potatoes, eggs, and pancakes- she made her famous gravy for their meal. While Bella was now following her around the kitchen, Danielle felt alone for the first time in a while.

One by one, the Weasley's began to patter back inside the house. Fred and George giggling about something they had done- with Danny high-fiving the two, then came Ron- who went straight to her to watch her over her shoulder.

"Can I help," he whispered in her ear. Danielle would never admit it, but his breath against her ear had her shivering in a pleasant way.

"The eggs," she stuttered. A moment later Harry stumbled into the kitchen's fireplace with a slightly nauseated look to his face. Danielle noticed that he was in terrible need of a haircut as well.

Danny, who was the third one to come back, brought Harry into his room so he could change into more fitted clothes for the boy. Everyone slowly began to enter the home with a hungry look in their eyes.

"That wasn't funny Fred," Mister Weasley shouted. "What on earth did you give that Muggle boy?"

"I didn't give him anything," said Fred, with another evil grin. "I just dropped it. It was his fault he went and ate it, I never told him to."

"You dropped it on purpose," roared Mr. Weasley. "You knew he'd eat it, you knew he was on a diet -"

"How big did his tongue get," George asked eagerly.

Danielle leaned near Ron so he could explain, "Ton-Tongue Toffee."

"Makes sense now," Danielle whispered back. Her head turned slightly- not knowing just how close their heads were- her lips accidentally brushes against Ron's cheek. Quickly, so as not to pay more attention to Ron, Danielle began to reach for the plates. Hermione had rushed down the stairs, rushing to give Harry a hug; almost knocking him off of his feet.

"Harry!"

"So," Danielle asked loudly; quickly breaking up the conversations, "how about we eat first, then I can get started on everyone who needs a haircut. That way you all can do this so I am not in range of the yelling?"

As everyone settled at the dinner table, Ron was helping her bring all the food there, but being as clumsy as she was, Danielle fell forward. The pancakes went flying in the air and quickly being saved by Danny. Danielle blushed heavily as everyone laughed good-naturedly at her poor balance.

"Well," Ron said lightly, "at least she isn't face to face with a spider."

"Oh," Danielle huffed, "belt up, Ron."

Everyone dug into the food, giving compliments to Danielle and Ron. The meal was over in less than fifteen minutes; so Danielle grabbed the clothes she wore when she cut Danny's hair that morning, before heading outside so that she could begin to cut hair. Ron was the last one, and Danielle was glad he was the easiest to do.

When she finished, Danielle sat beside Ron and ended up laying her head on his lap as she watched the sun begin to set. She felt relaxed after a long day, she could hear the yelling coming from Mister and Misses Weasley, but she couldn't bring herself to care.

Ron's big hand began to pet her hair away from her face. "Let's head in, yeah?"

With Danny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and herself; Danielle walked into Ron and Danny's room. Danielle made her way towards Ron's bed as he had also sat down as well.

"What are Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes?" Harry asked as they climbed.

Ron and Ginny both laughed, although Hermione didn't. Danny and Danielle couldn't stop the small giggles that came from their throats.

"Mom found this stack of order forms when she was cleaning Fred and George's room," said Ron quietly. "Great long price-lists for stuff they've invented. Joke stuff, you know. Fake wands and trick sweets, loads of stuff. It was brilliant, I never knew they'd been inventing all that."

"We've been hearing explosions out of their room for ages, but we never thought they were actually making things," said Danny.

"We thought they just liked the noise," Ginny finished Danny's sentence.

"Only, most of the stuff - well, all of it, really - was a bit dangerous," said Ron, "and, you know, they were planning to sell it at Hogwarts to make some money, and Mum went mad at them. Told them they weren't allowed to make any more of it and burned all the order forms. She's furious at them anyway. They didn't get as many O.W.L.'s as she expected. "

O.W.L.'s were Ordinary Wizarding Levels, the examinations Hogwarts students took at the age of fifteen. Luckily they had one more year before they had to take the exam.

"And then there was this big row," Ginny said, "because Mum wants them to go into the Ministry of Magic like Dad, and they told her all they want to do is open a joke shop. "

As Danielle laid herself on Ron's bed, she allowed her eyes to close- to everyone in the room they had thought that Danielle had fallen asleep.

"You know," Ron said lightly, "Elle won't admit it, but she had been spacing out a lot recently."

"So," Danny sighed, "you've noticed it too?"

"Keeps touchin' that scar of hers. I know it's hurting her."

Danny and Harry touched their identical scars, "why do you suppose that happens?"

Ron shrugged, his eyes never leaving Danielle's form. Harry noticed. "Why don't you just ask her already?"

"We aren't ready."