disclaimers: not mine
warnings: boy x boy love, twincest
Chapter 3
Harry's eyes darted amid the chaos. Smoke spiraled from the numerous fires that were raging in the streets. There were so many screams, so many frightened yells that Harry felt his blood run chill. He shivered, having the distinct impression that someone was walking on his grave. People were fleeing in terror but Harry just stood there, staring at the scene before him. To his right, the prince was also rooted to his spot. There wasn't an inkling of fear etched on the artistocratic face; Harry silently applauded the other boy.
Cedric was conversing with the two red-haired twins, animately gesticulating. Harry was ignorant to whom Sirius Black was. He'd never heard of the man before. Harry's curiousity made him want to know though. Cedric returned to the two. "Prince Draco, I think it is time we returned to the palace."
Draco glared at Cedric. It wasn't everyday he got to be around people his own age, no matter if they were of the gentry or not. Harry was a little disappointed to see the snide prince leave. "Fine, Cedric. I do not see why I have to vacate. There are guards here that are PAID to protect me. Might I add, you're one of them." Cedric's left eye twitched with restrained impatience. Draco turned the glowwer onto Harry. "Don't get killed, mudblood."
Cedric patted Harry's shoulder. "Fred and George, the twins, will assist you to your home. T'isn't safe to dwell when Sirius Black is here. Goodday, Harry. Prince Draco, I would refrain from coaxing other-" their conversation dulled as Cedric led Draco to a throng of waiting guards.
Harry frowned. He spotted a familiar patch of fiery auburn hair and immediately recognized it was Ron. Ron jogged towards him. "Hi Harry. Too bad Black had to show up. Come on, Fred and George are waiting." The ran for the twins.
Fred, with the lighter hued lapis oculates, nodded to his brother and shoved both boys in front of them as they exited the gates. "I do believe that was a false alarm." Fred, sword drawn and poised for action, slipped the blade into its' scabbard the second the gate slammed shut.
"I agree, brother. I doubt Sirius Black would actually have the gall to show up on the opening of the Oktuberfest. He might be insane but he's not stupid."
"Are you taking up for a wanted criminal?"
"I might be. Problem?"
"No." Fred simply shrugged. "Where do you live, Harry?"
"In the orphanage," Harry said softly, staring at his clasped hands. He felt two claps on his back and was startled to see the twins beaming at him brightly. "Um...yes?" he squeaked, not accustomed to being regarded so intently. Ron merely rolled his eyes and allowed his brothers to continue their odd behavior.
"Why, I remember when I was but a wee lad and I visited Ecclesia." Fred pretended to sniffle.
Fred was bomped in the head by George. "You never were a wee lad, idiot. And you never visted Ecclesia." George met the glare his brother sent his way. "What he means to say is that our mother is a contributer to the orphanage. If she had her way, she'd adopt you all."
"And, we do have quite the hefty sized family already."
"Six of us!"
"A scandal! Ronniekins is the youngest," Fred poked his brother's arm. "Aren't you Ronniekins?"
"Shut up!" Ron yelled, face going an interesting scarlet color. He marched faster to escape Fred's teasing.
Harry kept blinking. These people were odd. Very odd but he couldn't help but like them. Fred and George were kind and humourous. Ron was his own age and could probably identify with him and who knew, could become his friend. Harry pursed his lips, remembering. "Who is Sirius Black and why did we have to leave like that?"
George decided he should tell. Fred huffed at the blatant disregard. "Sirius Black is a criminal in France. About thirteen years ago, he murdered a gentry family and the serfs that were staying on the manor. It's said that he's done other murders but that's a load of codswallop. No, the King and Queen want Black because he's rumoured to be in league with King Riddle. There's other rumours floating around that the Scots want to take over England so everyone freaks out at the tiniest mention of Black or Riddle as you saw today."
"Do...you think you should be telling me this stuff?" Harry piped.
"Ah, it doesn't matter if anyone else knows," Fred brushed aside Harry's concerns. "In the barracks, there's enough talk that leaks out to the soldiers families and friends so it's not that important. Besides, you've been informed. Ya know, in case you ever get to come back to London."
Harry sighed wistfully. "That's not going to happen. I dont have any money and Remus can't afford to send me there again."
George ruffled his hair. "Don't get down Harry. Everyone who came today are being refurbished their tickets. So, I'll make sure that Silvius is at the gates again and recognizes you." Harry grinned at the taller boy, feeling much more elated.
The orphanage was in sight. Harry paused. "Thank you for accompanying back though, I dont think this Black fellow would kill me. It's be kind of fruitless to murder a peasant. I would invite you to meet everyone but...they can be pretty skittish."
"That's alright. We have to be getting home. Mum's probably threatening to send out our older brothers in search of us. Later Harry," Fred and George said the last bit as one. They waved as they started on their journey back towards London.
Ron chuckled. "And those were the enigmas Fred and George. They didn't scare you too awful, did they?"
Harry laughed. "No. They're an okay bunch. Shouldn't you be going as well?"
"Yes. Would it be okay if I came and visited you?" Harry's eyes widened. Ron nervously smiled. "It's not everyday that I have someone my own age to talk to, you know? Besides, it allows me to escape chores at home."
"Alright. Sure, you can come by anytime you like."
"Great! See ya Harry!" Ron called, running to join his brothers.
Harry opened the doors, heart thumping loudly against his chest. So, this was happiness? He rather liked it. He was greeted by Remus. "You're back early? Did something happen? I saw you with the Weasley twins." Harry noticed the other children were sitting in the living room, waiting for an answer as well.
"Ah, uh...people were saying Sirius Black was in London and it sent everyone into a fit of yelling." Remus's eyes flashed at the mention of Sirius's name. Harry was confused by it and he was determined to discover the truth.
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I'm aware that its short. The next updates will be longer but i'm going through a pretty rough time right now. Sigh.
Note: Harry and Draco will be meeting again, dont fret. Some Hermione/Ron will be in the next chapter. There will be interludes of Oliver/Cedric next chappie, mmm....Remus/Sirius too
Well, review please. ^_^
warnings: boy x boy love, twincest
Chapter 3
Harry's eyes darted amid the chaos. Smoke spiraled from the numerous fires that were raging in the streets. There were so many screams, so many frightened yells that Harry felt his blood run chill. He shivered, having the distinct impression that someone was walking on his grave. People were fleeing in terror but Harry just stood there, staring at the scene before him. To his right, the prince was also rooted to his spot. There wasn't an inkling of fear etched on the artistocratic face; Harry silently applauded the other boy.
Cedric was conversing with the two red-haired twins, animately gesticulating. Harry was ignorant to whom Sirius Black was. He'd never heard of the man before. Harry's curiousity made him want to know though. Cedric returned to the two. "Prince Draco, I think it is time we returned to the palace."
Draco glared at Cedric. It wasn't everyday he got to be around people his own age, no matter if they were of the gentry or not. Harry was a little disappointed to see the snide prince leave. "Fine, Cedric. I do not see why I have to vacate. There are guards here that are PAID to protect me. Might I add, you're one of them." Cedric's left eye twitched with restrained impatience. Draco turned the glowwer onto Harry. "Don't get killed, mudblood."
Cedric patted Harry's shoulder. "Fred and George, the twins, will assist you to your home. T'isn't safe to dwell when Sirius Black is here. Goodday, Harry. Prince Draco, I would refrain from coaxing other-" their conversation dulled as Cedric led Draco to a throng of waiting guards.
Harry frowned. He spotted a familiar patch of fiery auburn hair and immediately recognized it was Ron. Ron jogged towards him. "Hi Harry. Too bad Black had to show up. Come on, Fred and George are waiting." The ran for the twins.
Fred, with the lighter hued lapis oculates, nodded to his brother and shoved both boys in front of them as they exited the gates. "I do believe that was a false alarm." Fred, sword drawn and poised for action, slipped the blade into its' scabbard the second the gate slammed shut.
"I agree, brother. I doubt Sirius Black would actually have the gall to show up on the opening of the Oktuberfest. He might be insane but he's not stupid."
"Are you taking up for a wanted criminal?"
"I might be. Problem?"
"No." Fred simply shrugged. "Where do you live, Harry?"
"In the orphanage," Harry said softly, staring at his clasped hands. He felt two claps on his back and was startled to see the twins beaming at him brightly. "Um...yes?" he squeaked, not accustomed to being regarded so intently. Ron merely rolled his eyes and allowed his brothers to continue their odd behavior.
"Why, I remember when I was but a wee lad and I visited Ecclesia." Fred pretended to sniffle.
Fred was bomped in the head by George. "You never were a wee lad, idiot. And you never visted Ecclesia." George met the glare his brother sent his way. "What he means to say is that our mother is a contributer to the orphanage. If she had her way, she'd adopt you all."
"And, we do have quite the hefty sized family already."
"Six of us!"
"A scandal! Ronniekins is the youngest," Fred poked his brother's arm. "Aren't you Ronniekins?"
"Shut up!" Ron yelled, face going an interesting scarlet color. He marched faster to escape Fred's teasing.
Harry kept blinking. These people were odd. Very odd but he couldn't help but like them. Fred and George were kind and humourous. Ron was his own age and could probably identify with him and who knew, could become his friend. Harry pursed his lips, remembering. "Who is Sirius Black and why did we have to leave like that?"
George decided he should tell. Fred huffed at the blatant disregard. "Sirius Black is a criminal in France. About thirteen years ago, he murdered a gentry family and the serfs that were staying on the manor. It's said that he's done other murders but that's a load of codswallop. No, the King and Queen want Black because he's rumoured to be in league with King Riddle. There's other rumours floating around that the Scots want to take over England so everyone freaks out at the tiniest mention of Black or Riddle as you saw today."
"Do...you think you should be telling me this stuff?" Harry piped.
"Ah, it doesn't matter if anyone else knows," Fred brushed aside Harry's concerns. "In the barracks, there's enough talk that leaks out to the soldiers families and friends so it's not that important. Besides, you've been informed. Ya know, in case you ever get to come back to London."
Harry sighed wistfully. "That's not going to happen. I dont have any money and Remus can't afford to send me there again."
George ruffled his hair. "Don't get down Harry. Everyone who came today are being refurbished their tickets. So, I'll make sure that Silvius is at the gates again and recognizes you." Harry grinned at the taller boy, feeling much more elated.
The orphanage was in sight. Harry paused. "Thank you for accompanying back though, I dont think this Black fellow would kill me. It's be kind of fruitless to murder a peasant. I would invite you to meet everyone but...they can be pretty skittish."
"That's alright. We have to be getting home. Mum's probably threatening to send out our older brothers in search of us. Later Harry," Fred and George said the last bit as one. They waved as they started on their journey back towards London.
Ron chuckled. "And those were the enigmas Fred and George. They didn't scare you too awful, did they?"
Harry laughed. "No. They're an okay bunch. Shouldn't you be going as well?"
"Yes. Would it be okay if I came and visited you?" Harry's eyes widened. Ron nervously smiled. "It's not everyday that I have someone my own age to talk to, you know? Besides, it allows me to escape chores at home."
"Alright. Sure, you can come by anytime you like."
"Great! See ya Harry!" Ron called, running to join his brothers.
Harry opened the doors, heart thumping loudly against his chest. So, this was happiness? He rather liked it. He was greeted by Remus. "You're back early? Did something happen? I saw you with the Weasley twins." Harry noticed the other children were sitting in the living room, waiting for an answer as well.
"Ah, uh...people were saying Sirius Black was in London and it sent everyone into a fit of yelling." Remus's eyes flashed at the mention of Sirius's name. Harry was confused by it and he was determined to discover the truth.
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I'm aware that its short. The next updates will be longer but i'm going through a pretty rough time right now. Sigh.
Note: Harry and Draco will be meeting again, dont fret. Some Hermione/Ron will be in the next chapter. There will be interludes of Oliver/Cedric next chappie, mmm....Remus/Sirius too
Well, review please. ^_^
