"Come on boy's lets leave them alone for awhile," whispered Remus, to Pollux and Castor. Then he placed a silencing charm on the room.
"That's our dad," asked Pollux in awe, "He doesn't seem crazy."
"Don't let him hear you call him crazy, he gets enough from the Order," laughed Remus.
"But wasn't he in Azkaban?" Castor asked.
"Yes he was. Do you want to know what happened since you moved away?"
"Yes!" the twins chorused.
"All right. He was in Azkaban until your third year..." Remus began Sirius' story, not leaving anything, he knew, out. The twins listened in fascination as they learned what their father had been forced to go through. After the story was done they went down to the kitchen and were shocked to see the number of people there to meet them.
"Oh you must be Sirius' boy's," said a plump, redheaded woman, "My name's Molly Weasley, and these are my boys; Bill (she pointed to a tall, thin man with long, red hair pulled into a ponytail, and a dragon fang earring similar to Pollux's), Charlie (a heavy set boy with numerous burns on his arms), Fred and George (tall, identical twins who were bent over something, and wearing dragon skin jackets) and Ron (tall with short hair playing chess with a bushy haired girl), and my little girl, Ginny.
Pollux turned to where Molly was pointing and felt his eyes bulge out of his head. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her short, red hair fell around her face gracefully; her deep brown eyes sparkled as she laughed at a black haired boy attempting to cook. Castor hit his brother's arm, hard. Pollux looked at Castor. His eye's were saying what he couldn't "Get yourself together Pollux. Put your eyes back in your skull and let's figure out who the other two are".
"Um hi," Pollux whispered.
"Hello. I'm Castor and that's my brother Pollux. We know all the Weasley's now, but who are you two?" Castor asked motioning to the black haired boy and brown haired girl.
"Oh sorry. I'm Hermione Granger, and that's Harry Potter," the bushy haired girl answered.
"Nice to meet you," Pollux muttered.
"I'm very sorry about Pollux, he doesn't do greetings very well," Castor explained. Pollux blushed. 'Why did he have to be so strait forward?'
"You didn't look at my scar," Harry said in amazement.
"Sorry were we supposed to?" Pollux asked, snapping out of his momentary stupor.
"No. It's just that everyone looks at my scar when they meet me," explained Harry, "I'm glad you didn't, it's rather annoying."
"Why would anyone want to look at a gross scar that never healed?" asked Castor.
"Because he's the bloody Boy-Who-Lived," said an amazed Ron.
"HE IS?"
"You're the Boy-Who-Wouldn't-Kick-The-Bucket?"
"The boy who wouldn't what?" asked Hermione.
"Kick-The-Bucket," Pollux repeated slowly.
"Is that what they call me in Canada?" asked Harry.
"Nope just half the population at Albert's Academy of Magic. Most of the parents thought Voldy-poo had the right idea about muggleborns."
"Voldy-poo? Who came up with that?" Ginny asked as she sat down. Pollux blushed.
"Why dear Pollux of course," replied Castor, "We've been calling him that since... what third year?"
"Yah. Third," mumbled Pollux.
"It suits him. Voldy-poo," muttered Ginny.
"So do you guys have school Quidditch teams?" asked Castor.
"Yah. What do you play?" asked Ron.
"Well Castor is a Beater, and I'm a Chaser," said Pollux.
"Good, because we need one Chaser and two Beaters"
"Ron you don't even know what house they'll be in," snapped Hermione.
"I'll bet they're Gryffindor," said Ginny.
"Probably, they are Sirius' kids," laughed Harry.
"What positions do you play?" asked Castor.
"Well Ron's Keeper, Harry's Seeker, and I'm Chaser now," supplied Ginny. The door burst open and Sirius tackled the twins, literally. He slammed into them and fell to the floor, hugging them madly.
"SIRIUS BLACK GET OFF OF THEM!" screamed Chris.
"MUM? Help us," yelled Pollux.
"SIRIUS ORION BLACK! GET OFF OF MY SON'S."
"Fine, you don't have to go middle naming," sighed Sirius. He helped the twins up then looked at them, and broke down sobbing.
"They're so big, it feels like just yesterday I was changing DIAPERS."
"DAD!" both boys shouted, blushing furiously.
"BUT NOW THEY'RE TALLER THAN MEEEEE."
"Sirius, it's time for dinner," shouted Molly.
"YAY FOOD." Sirius ran into the kitchen with Castor on his heals.
"Are you sure he's sane?" asked Pollux.
"Oh he's fine," said Harry.
"Are you sure, I mean I trust Remus but..."
"He's always like this you'll get used to it."
"But..."
"Drop it." So the two of them made their way to the kitchen so they could eat, be merry, and, in Pollux's case, asked to sing Jingle Bells with his father, even though it was the 30th of July.