Twin Shadows
"Out of the Ashes"
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters; I only use them for the amusement of myself, my niece and all of my readers.
By the end of the day, Harry was exhausted. The twins had really been a handful and he was looking forward to putting them to bed. Jamie had let one of the snakes out and pandemonium erupted throughout the zoo. Jasmine had pushed her brother up against the monkey cage and they had grabbed a hold of him. He threatened to get her back, and he was true to his word. About an hour later, Jamie had pushed his sister right into the large water fountain in the center of the cat exhibits. She was furious and started screaming at him. Finally, Harry had enough and put a stop to all of it by threatening to stay at the Dursley's tonight. He never would, but they didn't know that. The two finally calmed down and Harry had Jasmine change into a different outfit.
He smiled at how the two were now. They were almost asleep in the back of the cab leaning against Harry. After all of the trouble they had given him, the day hadn't been too bad. They were great kids and everything, but they were always fighting. It reminded him of Ron and Hermione. He smiled at the thought of his two best friends and wondered how they were doing and then it hit him. The searing pain emitting from his scar was so strong that he nearly passed out. The cab driver noticed that he was in pain and asked if he was alright. He stopped the car at the end of Privet Drive and got out to help Harry when he saw a commotion going on down in the street. Harry had looked up and saw the same thing. Voldemort and his Death Eaters were outside his uncle's house.
He pleaded with the driver to get back in the cab and get out of here as quick as he could mutter to him about leaving something at the restaurant. The driver hurriedly got back in the cab and sped back to London on Harry's request. Harry was almost in a panic by the time they were back in London and arrived back at the restaurant. He ran inside pretending to look for a forgotten item, so not to alert the suspicions of the driver and quickly ran back to the cab. He had told the driver that there was a change in plans and that they were going to stay at a hotel tonight. There was no way that he was going back there tonight.
Harry carried the twins into their room and gently laid them on the bed. He felt very protective of them and if anything happened to them because of him, he would never be able to forgive himself. He sat down in the chair that was beside the bed and watched at how peacefully the two were sleeping. There was no way he was going to get any sleep tonight.
He wished that Hedwig was here so he could alert Dumbledore, but she was delivering a message to Sirius at the moment. His mind was racing with things to do and what was going on. 'How did Voldemort find me? I thought that Dumbledore said that there were all kinds of wards up so that it was almost impossible to find me. What if he hurt the Dursleys?' At that last thought, Harry shuttered. He didn't really like his aunt, uncle and cousin, but he didn't want them to die either. He knew that they had probably been tortured to tell where Harry was or worse, probably dead.
All the weight from his fourth year was coming back to haunt him again. Hermione and Ron had finally convinced him during the middle of the school year that it wasn't his fault, but now he was having some serious doubts again. It was his entire fault that Voldemort was there, after all he was looking for him. Harry sat down on the floor and put his head on his knees. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a hand touched the back of his head.
"Harry, don't cry. I'll protect you" Jasmine said innocently, while brushing away Harry's tears. Harry was touched by this simple show of affection and gladly took her in his arms. He was comforted by her soothing words and couldn't believe that she was only four-years-old. He marveled at her abounding love for him, for she was the reason that he was taken into the Marshall family so quickly. She had never showed affection to anyone. He got up and went back over to the bed to let her go back to sleep. She was almost asleep when he laid her head on the pillow. As soon as he let go of her, she woke up and called out for him. "Harry! Don't go. Please. I'm scared." The last bit tugged at his heart and he knew he could never refuse her.
"BOOM!" Harry shot up out of bed with his wand drawn not knowing exactly where he was. He was a bit disoriented when everything that had happened to him last night rushed to him and he looked around for the twins. He spotted them sitting in front of a television watching a movie called "The Borrowers"(AN...hehe). It was at the part when Pea green's dad had to save him in the milk factory. "Jamie look at his hair. It's almost as bad as yours." Jasmine giggled as her brother scowled at her.
"You're just jealous because the girls like it. Right Harry?" Jamie exclaimed as he ran his hand through his hair imitating how Harry always did it.
"How did you know I was up?" "I seen you in the mirror." Jamie simply told Harry as he pointed across the room at the mirror. He turned around to finish watching the movie.
Harry had a thousand thoughts going through his mind, but he didn't want to let the kids know that he was worried and a bit scared. He called room service to order breakfast and then jumped into the shower. He quickly changed and came out to see that the twins weren't in front of the television anymore. He was about to call out for them when he heard whispering coming from under the bed.
"How do you work this thing?"
"Jamie, stop it. That's Harry's stick. He's going to be mad."
"Shh, I think the water stopped. Where's Harry?" Jamie whispered to his sister as he noticed the bathroom door was open. They were both peering out from under the bed when something, or should I say someone grabbed them. "Arrgh! Let me go!" They both screamed.
"What are you two up to and what are you doing with my wand? Jamie you know you can't do magic, your too young." Harry said gently as he was trying to prod his wand from Jamie's grasp.
"I can too! I made the bubbles fly up in Mr. Jerksley's face yesterday. Jasmine seen it. She knows." Jamie shot back defensively. Harry was about to correct Jamie, but the doorbell rang and he went to answer it.
While they were eating, they had decided to go back home and Harry hoped that everything was alright. He rushed them off to take a bath, for they had worn more than they had eaten. While they were playing in the bathtub, Harry turned the television on. He couldn't believe what he was seeing or hearing.
"…and breaking news. More coverage on the unknown devastating explosion on Privet Drive, investigators are claiming that it was a massive underground gas explosion and sadly to say there were no survivors. Witnesses claimed to have seen bright green flames engulfing the midnight sky. No probable cause at what triggered the explosion. More coverage following at noon." Harry glanced at the television and seen the horrific sight, as the entire street lay in ruins. As he collapsed into the chair, Harry had seen a profile of Peter Pettigrew in the background of the simmering ashes.
"Out of the Ashes"
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters; I only use them for the amusement of myself, my niece and all of my readers.
By the end of the day, Harry was exhausted. The twins had really been a handful and he was looking forward to putting them to bed. Jamie had let one of the snakes out and pandemonium erupted throughout the zoo. Jasmine had pushed her brother up against the monkey cage and they had grabbed a hold of him. He threatened to get her back, and he was true to his word. About an hour later, Jamie had pushed his sister right into the large water fountain in the center of the cat exhibits. She was furious and started screaming at him. Finally, Harry had enough and put a stop to all of it by threatening to stay at the Dursley's tonight. He never would, but they didn't know that. The two finally calmed down and Harry had Jasmine change into a different outfit.
He smiled at how the two were now. They were almost asleep in the back of the cab leaning against Harry. After all of the trouble they had given him, the day hadn't been too bad. They were great kids and everything, but they were always fighting. It reminded him of Ron and Hermione. He smiled at the thought of his two best friends and wondered how they were doing and then it hit him. The searing pain emitting from his scar was so strong that he nearly passed out. The cab driver noticed that he was in pain and asked if he was alright. He stopped the car at the end of Privet Drive and got out to help Harry when he saw a commotion going on down in the street. Harry had looked up and saw the same thing. Voldemort and his Death Eaters were outside his uncle's house.
He pleaded with the driver to get back in the cab and get out of here as quick as he could mutter to him about leaving something at the restaurant. The driver hurriedly got back in the cab and sped back to London on Harry's request. Harry was almost in a panic by the time they were back in London and arrived back at the restaurant. He ran inside pretending to look for a forgotten item, so not to alert the suspicions of the driver and quickly ran back to the cab. He had told the driver that there was a change in plans and that they were going to stay at a hotel tonight. There was no way that he was going back there tonight.
Harry carried the twins into their room and gently laid them on the bed. He felt very protective of them and if anything happened to them because of him, he would never be able to forgive himself. He sat down in the chair that was beside the bed and watched at how peacefully the two were sleeping. There was no way he was going to get any sleep tonight.
He wished that Hedwig was here so he could alert Dumbledore, but she was delivering a message to Sirius at the moment. His mind was racing with things to do and what was going on. 'How did Voldemort find me? I thought that Dumbledore said that there were all kinds of wards up so that it was almost impossible to find me. What if he hurt the Dursleys?' At that last thought, Harry shuttered. He didn't really like his aunt, uncle and cousin, but he didn't want them to die either. He knew that they had probably been tortured to tell where Harry was or worse, probably dead.
All the weight from his fourth year was coming back to haunt him again. Hermione and Ron had finally convinced him during the middle of the school year that it wasn't his fault, but now he was having some serious doubts again. It was his entire fault that Voldemort was there, after all he was looking for him. Harry sat down on the floor and put his head on his knees. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a hand touched the back of his head.
"Harry, don't cry. I'll protect you" Jasmine said innocently, while brushing away Harry's tears. Harry was touched by this simple show of affection and gladly took her in his arms. He was comforted by her soothing words and couldn't believe that she was only four-years-old. He marveled at her abounding love for him, for she was the reason that he was taken into the Marshall family so quickly. She had never showed affection to anyone. He got up and went back over to the bed to let her go back to sleep. She was almost asleep when he laid her head on the pillow. As soon as he let go of her, she woke up and called out for him. "Harry! Don't go. Please. I'm scared." The last bit tugged at his heart and he knew he could never refuse her.
"BOOM!" Harry shot up out of bed with his wand drawn not knowing exactly where he was. He was a bit disoriented when everything that had happened to him last night rushed to him and he looked around for the twins. He spotted them sitting in front of a television watching a movie called "The Borrowers"(AN...hehe). It was at the part when Pea green's dad had to save him in the milk factory. "Jamie look at his hair. It's almost as bad as yours." Jasmine giggled as her brother scowled at her.
"You're just jealous because the girls like it. Right Harry?" Jamie exclaimed as he ran his hand through his hair imitating how Harry always did it.
"How did you know I was up?" "I seen you in the mirror." Jamie simply told Harry as he pointed across the room at the mirror. He turned around to finish watching the movie.
Harry had a thousand thoughts going through his mind, but he didn't want to let the kids know that he was worried and a bit scared. He called room service to order breakfast and then jumped into the shower. He quickly changed and came out to see that the twins weren't in front of the television anymore. He was about to call out for them when he heard whispering coming from under the bed.
"How do you work this thing?"
"Jamie, stop it. That's Harry's stick. He's going to be mad."
"Shh, I think the water stopped. Where's Harry?" Jamie whispered to his sister as he noticed the bathroom door was open. They were both peering out from under the bed when something, or should I say someone grabbed them. "Arrgh! Let me go!" They both screamed.
"What are you two up to and what are you doing with my wand? Jamie you know you can't do magic, your too young." Harry said gently as he was trying to prod his wand from Jamie's grasp.
"I can too! I made the bubbles fly up in Mr. Jerksley's face yesterday. Jasmine seen it. She knows." Jamie shot back defensively. Harry was about to correct Jamie, but the doorbell rang and he went to answer it.
While they were eating, they had decided to go back home and Harry hoped that everything was alright. He rushed them off to take a bath, for they had worn more than they had eaten. While they were playing in the bathtub, Harry turned the television on. He couldn't believe what he was seeing or hearing.
"…and breaking news. More coverage on the unknown devastating explosion on Privet Drive, investigators are claiming that it was a massive underground gas explosion and sadly to say there were no survivors. Witnesses claimed to have seen bright green flames engulfing the midnight sky. No probable cause at what triggered the explosion. More coverage following at noon." Harry glanced at the television and seen the horrific sight, as the entire street lay in ruins. As he collapsed into the chair, Harry had seen a profile of Peter Pettigrew in the background of the simmering ashes.
