So, here's the chapter two! Enjoy :)
When Hermione returned to the common room, she found them playing wizard's chess. Ron was unbeatable and Harry was beginning to despair, so when he saw her coming through the door, he didn't miss this opportunity. He jumped to his feet and ran to Hermione, quickly imitated by Ron. That made Hermione laugh, but she refused to tell them anything yet. She stepped forward and sat on one of the chairs, the two boys around her. She threw a bubble of silence of her invention so that nobody hears their conversation.
"I had gone to see Dumbledore" At these words, the boys looked at each other, amused. "I asked him if he had noticed those students we don't know and especially these five children" The boys nodded, waiting for her to continue.
"He said he'd noticed them and that they came to see him too. But he didn't want to tell me more information. He'll summon us when he knows more" No sooner had she finished speaking than heavy and fast steps came near. She removed their bubble of silence, so that they could understand where all the noise came from. They turned to the common room door and saw one of the blond boys who knocked on the potion class door this morning. He was with one of his brown friends. As they passed the door, they clapped their hands, seeming to be victorious over something that the three of them didn't know. Harry was seized with a surge of madness and had the idea to go talk to them. Hermione tried to hold him back, but he walked to them without difficulty and stopped them before they could go further into the room. They looked panicky as they saw the three Gryffindors coming towards them. They tried to run away from the room but Hermione intervened.
"Calm down, we just want to talk to you" She calmed them with a reassuring smile. They didn't recoil, but didn't seem very reassured for all that. Harry reached out to them.
"Hi, I'm-"
"We know who you are" The blond boy said in a voice so cold that Harry felt like he was in front of Malfoy. He grabbed Harry's hand with a slight smile. His brunette friend was watching the scene, a bored look on his face. So Ron handed him his hand, which he grasped firmly. Hermione, who was not participating in the exchange, cleared her throat, drawing the attention of the four boys on her.
"Oh sorry, Mione" The blond boy exclaimed, hugging Hermione tightly. They all stared at each other except the brunette boy who seemed to be used to this kind of scene. Hermione pulled back sharply, and stared at the two boys in surprise.
"Who are you exactly?" Ron asked them roughly. The two concerned looked at each other and appeared to have a silent conversation for a few seconds.
"My name is Nathaniel" The blond began "And he's Jordan" He finished, pointing to his friend. Hermione nodded and seemed to think of something that no one else could think of. When she returned to her, the four boys were waiting patiently for her to come out of her thoughts. She gave them a small smile, especially to the brunette one that reminded her of someone, but she didn't remember who.
"If I'm not mistaken, you weren't here before?" She asked.
The blonde glanced at his friend, and he understood that it would be his turn to speak.
"Er ... yes, actually" Hermione nodded silently, the cogs in her mind seeming to activate.
"What if we sit down?" Ron offered, he seemed to be bored to listen to them speaking. Harry and Hermione both sat on a couch, while the two boys sat on either side of Ron on the opposite couch. Hermione was still staring at them, which was starting to scare them a bit.
"Without being indiscreet, where are you from?" The two boys stared at each other behind Ron's back, seeming to have a new conversation at a glance.
"We cannot tell you" The blonde, Nathaniel, said. Hermione gave him a slight smile, as if to say 'It doesn't matter'. A soothing silence settled between them and Ron leaned against the couch. The silence lingered for a moment, then Hermione broke it.
"But yes! It was evident!" Her sudden intervention made Ron jump to Harry's side. The two young men were thus able to get closer as discreetly and subtly as possible.
"What's obvious, Mione?" Harry asked.
"His eyes! They're the same as Ron's!" While saying that, she had moved closer to Jordan and now had his face a few inches from the man's. He was petrified and seemed to panic slightly. At the sight of Hermione getting dangerously close to Jordan, the blond passed one of his arms around his shoulders. Harry smiled when he saw him do it, which he quickly hid. Hermione took her place again and still stared at the two boys, but Nathaniel was slightly more detailed this time. Jordan grabbed the blonde's knee and slowly moved his hand up and down his thigh. Harry repressed another smile in front of this show of affection. He didn't know who these two boys were but he found them adorable. He envied them too, for a reason he didn't know. Hermione got up suddenly and walked away from them in a few steps, she was obviously thinking.
"What can you tell us?" Harry asked after clearing his throat. Jordan leaned over his friend's ear and seemed to offer him ideas. Nathaniel answered yes or no and chuckled tenderly from time to time. Ron seemed to be bored by Harry's side, while harry stared at what appeared to be a couple. Hermione turned the attention to herself when she ran like a fury towards the exit of the common room.
"Do you think she understood something and went to see Dumbledore again?" Ron asked Harry.
"No doubt about it" He answered, in concert with Nathaniel. They both looked at each other laughing and then the blond turned his gaze to his brunette friend and one of their conversations took place again.
"We found what we could tell you" Jordan said. Ron looked interested in the conversation again."But it'd be easier if you asked questions" Ron looked down, already searching.
"I have one!" Harry exclaimed. The two boys laughed at his eagerness.
"You're together, right?" Nathaniel's cheeks turned red while a smug smile played on Jordan's lips. Their eyes met and Harry drew his own conclusion as he did not expect any response from them. He glanced at Ron, who seemed to be split between shock and disgust. He also felt disgust, but towards his friend. Time passed slowly, Harry and Ron waiting patiently for the conversation to resume. Their long wait came to an end when the door swung open, letting in the boy who had shoved Harry into the hall. He went to them angrily and sat down without any delicacy beside Nathaniel. He huffed as he folded his arms across his chest and glared at what was in front of him, in this case, the armrest of the sofa where Harry and Ron were.
"Yes?" Nathaniel asked him. The newcomer stamped his foot on the ground before answering
"He's not here. We don't know why we're here, or how we got here, and he's not here!" He got angry over these last words, seeming to be slightly irritated. Nathaniel wrapped his arm around the younger boy's shoulders and pulled him against him.
"We're here, little brother" He told him, ruffling his hair. Harry, who watched without saying anything, began to watch the three boys in front of him more closely. He started with Jordan, he had brown hair and, on reflection, he realized that indeed he had the same blue eyes as some of the Weasleys. As he detailed his eyes, he saw the tender look he gave to Nathaniel and his brother. He turned his gaze on the blonde. His hair was cut short and a few locks fell back before his green eyes. When he looked at his eyes, Harry took a slight step back. He had the impression to look at his own eyes in a mirror. The surprise passed, he looked to the youngest and once again, he thought he had a mirror in front of him. He had hair similar to Harry's. His green eyes proved that the two young men were indeed brothers. Their parents had to be different because of their hair color, Harry thought. Harry came out of his thoughts when Hermione sat down next to him, looking even more pensive and lost than when she went away. She remained silent even though the five boys were staring at her, waiting for her to speak.
"By the way, this is Emett, he's my little brother" Nathaniel told them, remembering that his brother had not been introduced. Hermione did not give anyone time to answer anything.
"I exposed my observations to Dumbledore, but he didn't want to tell me more" They were frowning now, not seeing what she was meaning
"What observations?" Jordan asked.
"Well, my observations about you" They all gave her bored looks, waiting for more explanations from her.
"Ok, but what are these observations?" Nathaniel, who was more than fed up with it to get answers, finally asked.
"For starters, there are the three of you and eight other kids coming out of nowhere. Nobody knows you, and you look like some of us" She paused in her speech, looking for the rest and leaving time for others to assimilate her first words. Everyone was deep in thought, thinking about what she'd just said.
"Looking like us? What do you mean by that?" Ron asked.
"I mean- you know what, I'll give you examples, it'll be easier" She thought for a moment, making a mental list of all her ideas.
"Look at Emett, he has Harry's hair and his eyes too" Ron looked more closely at Emett and admitted that indeed he looked exactly like Harry. His eyes were exactly the same, it was almost scary.
"Then look at Nathaniel, his eyes are as green as Harry's and his hair just as blond as Malfoy's" Ron turned his head to Hermione.
"Why?" Ron asked again. Nathaniel and Jordan stared at each other, anxious, and Hermione sighed.
"This is one of the things I haven't understood yet. As well as their identities" Harry looked at her.
"We already know their identities, Mione"
"What we know is their first names and that some of them look like you, Harry. But we don't know the rest"
"Like what?" Ron asked.
"Like why they look like Harry, why and how did they get there and other things like the little boy who called Harry Daddy"
"Malfoy also said he called him daddy!" Harry intervened. Hermione send a jaded look at Harry. Obviously a child who called Harry and Malfoy daddy, it didn't shock anyone. It was incredible anyway. Then she was extremely relieved when one of the pictures informed them that they were all summoned by Dumbledore.
"We'll finally know more about this" Hermione announced happily.
She stood up and took a quick step towards the exit of the common room, glad that Dumbledore finally wanted to say more. The five others get up and left in silence. When they arrived in front of the Headmaster's office, Harry saw Malfoy, who was having a conversation with Zabini. The blonde suddenly burst into a straightforward laugh that caught Harry's attention as he stared at the face of his not-so-enemy. He did not hear Ron bitching against the two Slytherins. Malfoy looked up while laughing and his eyes fell into Harry's. Harry was very surprised that the blond doesn't replace his ice mask immediately, but continued to smile with all his teeth. His smile slowly diminished but did not disappear completely and strangely, both of them were unable to break the eye contact. At least until the gargoyle turned on itself and they all turned their eyes in its direction. It was Hermione who decided to move first and everyone else followed his movement. Dumbledore opened the door to them with a wand motion and welcomed them into his office where the rest of the children that no one knew were waiting. The director had to make appear additional seats so that its sixteen guests could settle down. They all sat down and stared at Dumbledore, waiting for his explanations. The Headmaster went to sit behind his desk and the position didn't suit him, so he got up and rounded his desk to lean against it.
"I have something very important to tell you" He began solemnly.
"Oh pity, don't exaggerate it or I tell them myself" A copy of Nathaniel cut him off.
"Ezé! Shut up" The blond girl, who had already intervened several times during the day, reprimanded. Dumbledore looked at her and continued.
"The newcomers you see are not just newcomers. You'd probably noticed that they looked like some of you, like Miss Granger for example. So it isn't for nothing, it's because they're your children ... Coming from the future"