During the day's classes Harry was distracted from the lessons. He almost blew up his potion, and almost killed his plant in herbology.

During supper, Harry made sure to collect as much shrimp and steak as he could, and hide it in a large cloth, which he hid under his robe.

"Hey Harry, any news on the Deatheater that did that terror attack on the muggles with that virus?"

Harry turned to Neville, who was walking down the aisle between the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables.

"Nothing that is only in the papers. It's such as shame. I think the death toll is already around 20 million muggles killed."

"Yeah, my gran says the ministry is freaking out about it. They are doing a manhunt, looking up and down the globe for the perpetrator. They are just happy that the dark mark was taken down before the muggles noticed."

Harry talked more about the deatheater attack, until supper time ended and Harry took off with the rest of the Slytherins to the dorms.

Once Harry is in his room, he walks over to the painting, asks it to open in parseltongue, and continued down the hall to the chamber in the catacombs.

There he sees the twins reading one of the books in the library.

"I have your food".

They lazily perked up.

Harry walked over to a table, where he set down the cloth that contained the steak and the shrimp, as well as some other courses of vegetables and meats.

Gravity delicately started to eat, picking at the steak, while Electrostatic slowly ate one shrimp.

Taking forever with their slow eating, they stopped halfway through.

"That's enough, I'm full." "Me too."

"There is still half of it left."

"I don't want to get fat" "Me neither."

Harry picked up the rest of the food into the cloth to be disposed of later.

"Tell us how you are related to us?" demanded Gravity.

"Fine, we need to talk about that. I'm basically your half-brother. My parents were well liked, while one of your parents is hated very much."

"Really" Electrostatic raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, see it is a family tradition, at least from my full side of the family, to sacrifice yourself. To, when a threat is encountered, to turn yourself into a suicide-victim. To be the victim, but to commit suicide by committing to an attack on the perpetrator. "

"And what about the hated side of my parents" asked Electrostatic.

"They are the ones that you commit a suicide-victim against."

"So what exactly is a suicide-victim?"

"Basically, just someone who is supposed to be a victim, and is doomed to die, turning the tables and attacking the perpetrator in a near suicidal hopes of success."

"Oh."

"Since it is a family tradition on my side of the family, it would make sense, if you want to integrate, for you to absorb the suicide-victim mentality in your future."

"Seems like quite the bother." "Yeah."

"Well, its the only option you got, else to be hated even more, once your parentage is found out."

"So who are our parents?"

"That will be discussed at a different time."

"But surely the bad side wasn't that bad. They weren't like middle eastern terrorists that sleep with little kids before doing a terror attack, they weren't that bad were they?"

"They are more dignified, for sure. But even against that terrorist threat, it is a family tradition to turn your self into a suicide-victim and go after the perpetrator even in the middle of a terror attack. The bad parent was a lot more dignified, but still in the same camp as those terrorists."

"So the way that our family deals with these threats is to turn into a suicide-victim?"

"Yep, that is the standard course."

"That doesn't sound so appealing. What about just staying hidden, closed off from everyone."

"Well, that may be a new tradition. It is up to you and your sister to decide it. You are a different branch of the family than me."

Harry then picked up the cloth holding the food, and turned around "I need to finish some of my homework, Professor Snape gave me a double essay on lab safety today because I was so distracted. I'll get my stuff and do it in here, but I don't want any talking or distractions."

Both twins nodded, and Harry went off to collect his supplies and do his homework in the catacomb.