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Its me, the coolest mofo on the face of the planet!!! ...::crickets chrip, someone coughs in the background::......Fine then...But just to prove I am the awesomest being on Earth, I'm gonna add 2, count 'em, TWO chapters this time round. Maybe tres. I dunno why, maybe cause I'm in such a good mood. YAY ...uhh...YAAAAAAAAYYY!!!

TheNash: You are one of my favorite people now. ::hands Nash a BIG cookie and honoray 'Loved By Emerin' badge:: Now, onto your reviews. First off, I'd like to give you a big fat hug for reading Path of Destiny ::hugs:: and another one for thinking it was great and almost crying cause Cienna died. ::hugs again:: I almost cried myself when I had to kill her. It was horrible! I couldn't sleep all week! Anyways. Yes, Cienna's dying DOES play a role. A big one, see if you can figure out her riddle before I tell you. If you do, I'll give you another cookie and let you be the first person to read the last 2 chapters of Closure of the Prophecy. Fair? Good.Yes! A twin! Yay for Harry! And YAY for you for giving Harry a twin as well. Poor kid needs a sibling.

Ok, well, I think that reply was long enough, what do you think Nash? Ok! Now onto the wonderous chapters!!

Life with the Potter twins wasn't running smoothly as everyone had originally thought. A mild mannered Harry, duplicated, seemed like a blissful idea, but then reality reared its ugly head and the students of Hogwarts found out what the real definition of 'brothers' was.

The boys had been nothing but unpleasant since the initial fight and neither was prepared to bite down their pride. By the second week of February, Ron and Draco were run ragged in attempts to reconcile the two. With the N.E.W.Ts starting to loom ever nearer, stress levels were steadily increasing among the seventh years. Feuding Saint Potters just weren't on the list of things the upperclassmen wanted to deal with.

"You have GOT to make them make up. Its ridiculous! They kept me up until three in the morning last night! Three in the morning!"

Ron exhaled heavily, holding up his palms in a meek surrender. He'd somehow found himself in the middle of an ambush made by the populous of the Gryffindor dormitory.

" I was trying to study a few days ago, but they made it impossible. I could hardly THINK over all their remarks to each other," Another Seventh year blurted out.

" They've gotta stop!"

"We need to study!"

"I'm going to fail!"

"OK people!" Ron exclaimed over the den of noise." First of all, I know how you're feeling. I'm having the same problem, but there's nothing I can do-"

"You're the Head Boy, this is your JOB," A blonde girl remarked.

" I may be Head Boy, but I'm not a bloody miracle-worker. They're having family issues right now and they just need time to sort it all out," Ron attempted, trying to edge out of the center of the crowd.

"Can't they wait until AFTER the exams?"

Ron sighed exasperated as the comment brought on a swarm of side chatter that pretty much made it impossible to be heard. Ron reached up, gripped his hair and screamed.

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"You don't look too good," Malfoy said, then quickly wished he hadn't mentioned anything from the burning scowl he received from the Weasley.

"You wouldn't either if you were kept up all night by complaining seventh and fifth years. I swear, Harry and Jimmy are causing more chaos than anything Fred or George could've pulled." The redheads muttered, and bit violently into a biscuit as they made their way across the lawn.

Malfoy decided not to egg him on, knowing from experience not to enrage a redhead. They seemed to have the same temperament as Veelas." So, what're we going to do about them?"

"I don't know about you, but soon as I find 'Arry, I'm going to punch his lights out," Ron growled, absentmindedly crushing his bun in his fists.

Malfoy arched a brow and nodded carefully," I'd be scared if I were Potter right now."

Ron mumbled something under his breath, his ears turning almost as red as his hair. This was always a bad sign it seemed to Malfoy.

"Well, I'll talk to Jimmy one more time then. Maybe he'll talk back this time," The blonde replied calmly, switching a book to his other arm.

Ron peered over at the Slytherin. " Talk? I suggest you bash sense into his head instead. Those Potters have thicker skulls than Neville Longbottom's got bad luck."

"Who?"

"Nevi-...Oh never mind."

Malfoy nodded a bit," Well, all the same, I think just some tactical fast talking should convince him to apologize...All you need to do is keep your calm."

"Around those two! IMPOSSIBLE!"

The Slytherin simply smiled, shrugged and walked off as he spotted the said Potter. Quickly, he rushed forward, grabbed Jimmy by the elbow and veered him away from the entrance hall and towards the greenhouses. Jimmy looked both puzzled and put off at this abduction. Once they were inside Greenhouse Four, Jimmy adjusted his messenger bag, crossed his arms and looked expectantly at his blonde friend.

Draco acknowledged the expression and wandered around the rows of lavender lining the main table. He took a couple of lazy sniffs, nodding a bit at the scent, " Nice."

Jimmy shifted his weight impatiently," Was it really necessary to have me share in your Revolutionary-Ponce adventure or did you have a reason for making me late to Runes?"

Draco smirked. He liked Jimmy's sharp tongue, it was almost as sharp as his own, if not more." Haven't you ever heard of stopping to smell the roses?"

Jimmy gave his friend a straight face," They're lavenders."

"Same difference."

"Whats the point, Draco? Make it quick so I can at least make it before I gotta graduate," Jimmy replied leaning back against a countertop.

" What makes you think theres a point to all this? Maybe I just wanted you to see theres a simpler way of life out there, all you need to do is take it." Draco answered simply, running a fingertip over the flower's small purple petals.

Jimmy studied the boy, growing ever more skeptic," Ok, now I'm CONVINCED there's an ulterior motive. Don't tell me- Harry sent you, didn't he? Uh GOD, that little bastard can't even fight his own battles now, he's gotta have others do it for him. Thats so like him!"

"Calm down, Jimbo, Potter didn't send me. I came of my own accord. A self sacrifice, if you will," Draco quickly grinned at the look of appall on the brunette's face." Kidding, kidding. But I did come here to talk to you."

" Well, talk, I'll see if I want to listen," Jimmy retorted curtly, shifting his gaze out the greenish windows.

Draco sighed to himself. The fact that Jimmy stayed was a good sign, but it was a very small victory. Jimmy had a knack for tuning out what he didn't want to hear or see, so, Draco had to use his best skills to slyly ensnare the Gryffindor's attention before bringing up the real issue.

" You know, the lavender is used for a lot of potions."

"Yes, I know. Mostly for love charms and medicinal purposes. I hear they can even ward off bad spirits. Now, can we move on from the Herbology lesson and cut to the chase?"

Draco sauntered around the table, not losing his stride even at the reminder of how clever Jimmy was," Yes, but its also used in soothing bathes as well. They say putting lavender in a hot bath or having some around while you study helps reduce stress."

Jimmy nodded, showing slight interest in this new fact.

"A lot of things help reduce stress as a matter of fact. Pretty much all flowers produce some calming effect or another. Its strange how closely flowers have associated their selves with our emotions...Give a girl a rose, and she'll think you love her. Give her a daisy; you're merely a considerate friend. Try getting those desired reactions out of any other gift."

Jimmy was getting a bit antsy. Draco seemed to be just going on and on about flowers. What's gotten into him?

" Yet, give a MAN a flower, and you're instantly considered gay. All over a simple flower. Just another one of God's plants."

"Oh, just make your point already!" Jimmy exclaimed, almost bored to tears.

Draco forced away the grin," I want you to make up with Potter."

"Fine! Jesus, fine! Just don't lecture me EVER again on flowers!" The brunette pleaded.

Draco smiled widely," Done. Though I thought my lesson was thoroughly entertaining."

"Yeah, maybe for the lovesick or the deaf." Jimmy retorted, pushing himself from the table.

"So, you're REALLY going to make up with Potter, right? I know where you live, Jim. I can find you anytime I like...I've found some pretty interesting facts about toilets and their origins you know. Keep that in mind incase I ever need to pay you a little visit." Draco smirked as he walked alongside his friend out the door.

"Please no. I'll make up, I swear...I'll make up with Harry," Jimmy let that last sentence linger on his tongue. He knew very well they couldn't stay mad FOREVER and that it was only a matter of time that they'd reconcile. He just hated being the one who gave in.

Jimmy looked over as Draco gave him a hearty slap on the back.

"Don't worry, Jim. You'll still have your pride.. Takes a man to start a fight. Takes an even bigger man to finish it."

Jimmy pondered Draco's words for a moment before something moved out of the corner of his eye. Looking over, he saw a figure zipping back and forth across the sky of the pitch. He didn't need binoculars to know who was flying on a broomstick when they were supposed to be in class. Bidding his friend a chaste goodbye, Jimmy silently crossed the frost bitten lawn, waved as the squid in the lake wiggled a tentacle at him out of the crushed ice surface, and slowly approached the circular field. Reaching up, he shielded his eyes against the afternoon's high sun and watched as his brother did loop-dee-loops, plummets and dizzying darts aross the sky.

A twinge of jealousy shot through his gut. He could only dream of flying that well.

"Looking good, Potter!" He shouted up at the boy.

Harry came to an abrupt halt, looking below him confusedly. His stomach clenched as he spotted the black blotch in the sea of white standing at the west entrance to the field. He slowly descended and made a seamless transition from flying to walking, making his way over to the fellow Gryffindor.

"What do you want Jimmy?"

Jimmy sighed, his breath coming out in a visible puff," Aren't you tired of this?"

Harry shifted his broom to his other frozen hand," Tired of what?"

"THIS," Jimmy motioned to himself and his brother.

Harry answered with an awkward shrug.

"Well...I am..."Jimmy said quietly, then quickly added a bit cheerfully." Besides, I think the whole class of seventh years are close to smothering us in our sleep, so, its probably a good idea we resolve this."

Harry couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips. Jimmy looked sincere enough, much more than he'd been in awhile. In a blink, Harry found himself wrapped in a tight embrace from his brother. What's more shocking, he returned it heartfully. He held onto his twin, his only surviving relative in the entire world and felt a calm pass over him. This was his brother. A person he never dared dream of, but always ached for.

"What would Mom and Dad think of us fighting the way we did?" Jimmy croaked into his brother's neck.

Harry wrapped his fists around wads of Jimmy's cloak and shook his head," Disgusted, I'm guessing."

Jimmy pulled back and startled Harry with the tears flowing freely down his face. Only once before had Harry witnessed those tears.

"Whats wrong, Jimmy?"

"I hated being mad at you...I knew I was being stupid and I let it go too far. We're BROTHERS and we're all each other has. We can't let some stupid grudge come in-between that." Jimmy answered huskily.

Now it was Harry's turn to sigh. He agreed entirely. It was only his pride getting in the way of expressing that before. The fact that Jimmy had taken the mature route and did the approaching made him even more sure that he was proud of his brother," You know I love you, Jim."

"I love you too, Harry...But next time we have a beef with each other, lets just talk like homo sapiens instead of grunting and throwing leaves around."

Harry smiled and cocked his head quizzically.

"Nevermind," Jimmy smiled and hugged his brother again. "So, we're good?"

"Fantastic," Harry replied.

" What was said is forgiven?"

" I'll forgive you if you forgive me."

"Done."

Harry grinned, then slowly solemned," You know...I didn't really mean all those things I said...You DO belong here, Jimmy. Perfectly. That's why I got so crazy. I was just, well, I was just jealous."

Jimmy furrowed his brow a little," YOU were jealous of ME?"

"Amazingly enough, yes. There's a lot to be jealous of. I mean, you're so confident and you remind me SO much of Dad, its just uncanny."

Jimmy rolled this over in his mind. So, he was like James Potter? It never occured to him that he might hold traits similiar to the parents he never knew. Maybe he had more connections to this family than just through Harry. It was a thoroughly comforting feeling." And I didn't mean to be so irrational over the whole Ginny thing."

"Oh god, don't even apologize for that. It was me actually who was irrational. I should've known you liked her, I guess I was just too wrapped up in my own life," Harry said patting his brother's arms.

Jimmy shrugged," Its ok. I think Ginny likes you alot more anyway. Besides...I'm kinda more inclined to another girl."

Harry tried to keep away the jealousy to fully voice what had been plaguing him," I don't know, Jimmy. Now, this isn't coming from an ex boyfriend sort of place...Theres just something about her I don't trust..."

"Like what?" Jimmy asked, taken aback.

"I'm not sure. Its just...off. Why would she show attraction towards me, then turn around and kiss you?"

"Maybe I'm cuter?" Jimmy said with a smirk.

Harry rolled his eyes and shoved his twin away," Anyways. I mean it, just be careful ok? I don't want you getting hurt by these Hogwarts girls."

"I can handle girls. I practically took a course in them back in Miami," Jimmy replied crossing his arms.

"All the same, watch yourself."

"What about you? You never did tell me anything about your lady folk. As a matter of fact, you haven't told me a single thing about the girls you've dated," Jimmy said as he shook snow from the tops of his boots.

Harry averted his eyes quickly, giving a curt and cold," I don't want to talk about it."

Jimmy blinked at this reaction. Never before had he seen Harry close off so quickly and completely. This was definitely something to pursue! " No, tell me. If its affected you this badly, I want to know. Maybe I can help."

"You can't help, Jimmy...No one can. Its my problem, I have to deal." Harry mumbled.

"And move on?" Jimmy added quietly.

Harry looked up into his kin's eyes, seeing himself reflected in their emerald perfectly. He desperately needed to tell someone, and who better than Jimmy? It would solidify their reconciliation all the better and he'd prove to Jimmy that he was indeed sorry and eager to continue their friendship. But before he could say a word, Jimmy interrupted him.

" Holy Mother of Juan Valdez, its FREEZING! Must've dropped a good ten degrees. "

Harry looked around him. The sun was clearly shining through the grayish clouds and though there was significant snow still on the ground, it wouldn't be enough to cause such a drastic change in temperature.

"AHH! "

Harry started and jerked his gaze back down to see Jimmy sprawled out on the snow covered ground, looking almost as white as the snow itself. Following his brother's shocked eyes, he saw the answer standing a few feet away, an expression of pure meekness on its face.

Cienna walked over sheepishly, clearly embarrassed that she'd been caught sight of." Um, sorry 'bout that."

Harry sighed a breath of relief, his heart rate calming down considerably," Its alright. I think you scared the wits out of Jimmy more than me."

Jimmy looked questioningly between the two.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to surprise you like that," Cienna said apologetically.

Jimmy nodded a bit and pushed himself from the ground, brushing off the snow that had gathered there.

Now it was Cienna's turn at surprise," Ommagah!"

Harry blinked, but before he could respond Jimmy interjected with," Yes, we're twins."

"Ommagah! Harry, you never told me you had a brother!" Cienna squeaked, walking over and gazing intently at Jimmy.

Harry watched as Jimmy blanched under Cienna's scrutiny, and couldn't help the little smile that flitted his lips as his brother inched away cautiously from the apparition," Well, I only found out myself over Christmas. That reminds me, where have you been?"

Cienna was in the process of reaching out and prodding Jimmy in the head when he jerked back, shooting her an annoyed look. "Oh, I was just busy rounding up information."

"On?" Harry inquired.

"I can't say," She replied absentmindedly, still entranced at the Potter copy.

Harry sighed frustratingly, reached forward and yanked Jimmy behind himself making Cienna look bewildered at the both of them," Cienna, whats going on? You take off for over a month and then don't have any explanations for me."

Cienna furrowed her brow and set her hands on her hips," I AM a busy woman, you know.I have other stuff I need to do."

"Like what? Haunting houses?" Jimmy couldn't help but blurt out.

Cienna shot him a glare, which he readily returned. This was just irritating to Harry," Well, why did you tell me you were gathering information if you can't tell me WHAT information you gathered?"

"Because, it doesn't work that way." Cienna answered simply.

"What doesn't work that way?"

"THIS. The situation. I came back to watch over you and help if I could, but I can't really interfere else I get sent back," She replied

"Sounds just like girl reasoning to me," Jimmy mumbled to his brother, staying well behind him, just incase.

Harry frowned," So what good is your help if you can't actually TELL me anything?"

Cienna sighed, shaking out her hair," I've already given you everything you need to know, its just up to that brain of yours to work out the answers."

"Like 'The answer is in the Riddle.' ?" Harry pressed on, crossing his arms against the cold.

"Exactly. Thats the best I can do. Its not a spirit's job to interfere with a living soul's life. I can only show you the door, YOU have to walk through it," Cienna said.

" That is SO from The Matrix," Jimmy quipped finally stepping out from behind his brother.

"The what?" Harry and Cienna asked in unison.

Jimmy rolled his eyes and huffed," Nevermind."

"Anyways, so, this riddle you gave me is the answer to everything I need to know? What to do about Voldemort and Hermione?" Harry asked.

Cienna flinched instinctively at the name, but quickly recovered," Yes."

Jimmy eyed the two suspiciously; there was clearly history there.

"Well, I must be going now. " Cienna said suddenly, turning around. Pausing, she glanced back at them," Did you switch dormitories?"

"Yeah, we're one floor up, last door on the right." Harry answered.

"Oh, that must be why I couldn't find you. Well, bye Harry. Cya Jimmy," Cienna smirked and disappeared through the wall of the stadium.

"OK! You're friends with a GHOST !?" Jimmy exclaimed, rounding on his twin.

"Its a long story," Harry mumbled and started to walk towards the castle, broom in hand.

"Hey, I got a lot of time on my hands," Jimmy said, trotting to catch up with him.

Harry sighed and dove into the story behind Cienna.

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Jimmy raked a hand through his short hair for about a hundredth time that hour. Studying with an already full mind wasn't recommended. His poor hair was starting to ache with all the clenching and tugging he was doing to it. His gel had long since abandoned the raven locks, making them lie limp and messy. His copper earring wasn't fairing any better.

With a groan, Jimmy reached up and yanked off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

Draco looked up mid-sentence, marking his place with his fingertip," Fried?"

"Pretty much," Jimmy muttered, his eyes still shut.

"Why don't we take a break then," Draco suggested and slide a bookmark in-between the pages he had been reading.

Jimmy tossed his glasses atop the thick book he'd been leafing through and scribbling notes from. He tipped himself back on his chair, rubbed his temples then pulled the skin of his face backwards.

Draco chuckled at his friend's odd behavior, and even more at the face he currently had on," You ok?"

Jimmy let out a breath ,slammed his chair back in place and leaned toward Draco quickly," Did you know Harry has a ghost stalker?"

Draco blinked, not expecting a straight forward question like that. Being friends with Jimmy Potter certainly wasn't boring." Well, yes, as a matter of fact."

"Did you also know she's his ex?" Jimmy went on, obviously on a rampage and in no intention on stopping until he knew all he wanted to know.

"Well, yes..." Draco replied, not sure where this was leading.

"And! You just LET him continue these escapades?" Jimmy asked incredulously.

"There're not escapades, Jim. She's helping him out," Draco answered, peering at the ruffled brunette quizzically.

" 'Helping him out' my ass. I'm not blind. I can tell what she keeps doing to him. During the time when I saw her, Harry's eyes just looked like he was barely keeping it together, for everyone's sake. Then when he was telling me about her, he had this huskiness to his voice he thought I couldn't tell. He's HURTING, Draco. I'd be damn well shocked if he wasn't," Jimmy finished angrily.

Draco opened his mouth, speechless. He'd never looked at it that way. He'd known Potter much longer than Jimmy had, but only Potter's brother had seen what the rest of them didn't." So, what do you suggest we do?"

Jimmy exhaled heavily, slumping back in his chair. He took another handful of hair and stared into space," I don't know...Help him as well I guess. Figure out this riddle thingy she keeps saying and hope she leaves."

Draco frowned," Isn't that kind of harsh? Potter loved her ALOT, Jim."

"I know, and he still does. Thats why she has to leave ASAP. Its only making him grow comfortable with her being around again. When she finally DOES leave, he's gonna be devastated," Jimmy said with a deep frown, his eyes clouding over as he pictured his brother's face with the pain he knew would be there upon Cienna's departure.

"Well, what riddle thing are you talking about?" Draco inquired, moving on from the fact that he also knew just how hurt Potter would look when his ex leaves him .Again.

" 'The answer lies in the riddle'," Jimmy answered." It doesn't make any sense though. How can an answer be in the riddle itself? Its like a box within a box thing."

Draco knitted his eyebrows together in concentration," Yeah, that's pretty hard. No wonder Potter hasn't figured it out yet."

"Well...It could just be a figure of speech, right? I mean, the riddle could be an object or something couldn't it?" Jimmy asked, looking hopefully at his blonde friend.

"That makes sense. But I've never heard of anything being called 'The Riddle' before." Draco responded, leaning forward on the table.

"Well, it won't hurt to check it out. Don't tell Harry anything until we've got something to report." Jimmy said.

Draco nodded, then straightened out," Oh! God, I can't even believe I forgot!"

"What?"

"It was during Christmas break. I overheard my father talking to my grandfather about his 'ventures'. In other words, Voldemort happenings," Draco said.

Jimmy's attention pricked up."Go on."

"I heard him saying something about his employer gathering up resources to launch an all out attack on his competitors. He also mentioned that the main opposition they intended on bringing down was P Corporations. P CORPORATIONS!"

"P as in Potter," Jimmy said quietly.

"Exactly. From the way my father made it sound, this is it. Voldemort's putting his ALL into this last attack on Potter. And he plans on doing it soon. Also, it appears we have a mole in our midst," Draco went on.

"A mole? Did he say who?"

"No, just that Potter was already in ties with them. They're working VERY closely with him...Dangerously close. They know every move he makes...And Jimmy...Voldemort knows about you, too."

Jimmy felt unease creep through his stomach, making it churn. A chill whisked up his spine that he couldn't help. Voldemort knew about him. And going on past experiences with the Dark Lord, he would exploit Jimmy as much as possible. Harry was in more danger than any of them ever imagined." Don't tell Harry about that part. He doesn't need to know yet. So, we have a lot to figure out now."

"Yeah, what that riddle means and who exactly is the spy."

Jimmy forced a tight smile," Sure its not you?"

Draco returned the gesture," You would be the most likely candidate. "

Jimmy was genuinely surprised," Why?"

"Well, you're new. The new ones are always the most likely suspects." Draco replied.

Jimmy closed his book with a sigh," Then, I'm sorry but all of you are going to die."

Draco let out a laugh, Jimmy following. The two boys got up and exited the library, not noticing a cloaked figure disappearing in the thick shadows.

Random Note: I dunno why, but I love my Jimmy/Draco interactions. They're funny and yet, they get the shit done. Don't they just WORK? Not in a sexual way...Thats for another story ::grins:: Anyways. REVIEW PLEASE!!!!