Hello everyone. So... It's been a while, but I'm back... Yeah, you guys don't care...

So moving on! Oh yeah read the Omake below, hopefully it'll atone for my absence.

Oh I don't own H.P except for Andrew, yeah he's my creation.


Last time on: Black and White

"Shit, shit, shit! Dammit! God Damn you, Dobby!" Andrew yelled angrily as he pulled Harry into their room and shut the door before locking it.


Chapter 19: Redheads to the Rescue!

Harry and Andrew sat in their room, after unsuccessfully barricading themselves in their room. They were thoroughly beaten and told that they would not be allowed to leave their bedroom prison. This left the two Potters little to nothing to do, as they were told that their magical belongings would be placed in the cupboard under the stairs. This meant they couldn't practice any occlumency.

Everyday was the same routine. Wake up, do a few minimal work outs, meditate and then stare out of their freshly barred windows. Oh yeah, that's a thing now; Uncle Vernon had been so suspicious of the boys that he had barred their windows and also reinforced their door, adding close to twelve locks and also adding a doggy flap so that the boys wouldn't die from starvation in his house.

They were fed the bare minimum, one slice of dry bread and a glass of water each. It was a miaracle that the two boys were even still concious. An entire week of this treatment, led to a drastic change in their growth, they looked thinner, but thankfully their workout boredom led to them having a small development in their bodies, but it didnt help that the lack of food was causing them to loose that small amount of mass rapidly.

There was now one last week of Summer left before the boys would have to return to Hogwarts for their second year. Andrew sat on his desk staring out at the backyard, his punishment was for once pretty similar to Harry's; had it not been for Harry's sudden declaration that he would retaliate if they didn't go easy on his brother, Andrew would have been beaten a lot worse than usual. After the whole incident with Voldemort at the end of their first year, Harry had gotten a lot bolder, not that Andrew was complaining, if anything it just meant more fun for the two of them.

Harry was currently lying on his bed staring up at the ceiling, God he was bored. He and his brother didn't have anything more to do or talk about, they'd finished their homework earlier in the month (when the Dursley's were still under their thumb) thanks to Andrew's insitance. Harry had gotten further in the occlumency course, constructing defense mechanisms for the first layer of his mental shields. Andrew was still caught on the second part; building the first layer, whenever he tried building his own place, he would forget the details about the area which was dangerous as he could forget very important details.

"I'm so bored..." Andrew muttered quietly.

Harry simply replied with a sigh.

Groaning loudly Andrew started cursing everything he could possibly think of. "Bloody house elf, bloody Dursley, bloody Dumbledore with his stupid bloody blood wards..."

Harry remained quiet, letting his brother go on his curse rant, there wasn't anything he could do about it, so why not just let it happen?

The cursing, much to the raven messy haired teen's surprise went on for a while, he even found some way to connect the prime minister in his rantings. It was currently just after lunch and the two boys had had their "lunch" already, Petunia seemed to be in a great mood today as the boys were even treated to not only just a slice of bread, but a buttered piece... each!

Sighing, Harry laid back in his bed only bearly listening to Andrew as he continued his muttered unhappiness.

"Harry... Harry. Harry, wake up!"

"Mmmmm, no."

"Harry for God sake open your eyes!"

"What!" the raven head snapped as he shot up in his bed.

"First of all; Rude. But never mind that, look outside."

Getting up from his bed Harry walked towards the window, fixed his glasses and took a look outside. He couldn't make out much, but eventually he saw a faint light out in the distance.

"What is that?" he asked leaning closer to the window.

"I don't know but its coming towards us pretty quickly." Andrew replied.

He was right the light in the distance suddenly became two and they soon heard a roar fill the sky, similar to an airplane but not as loud, it had more of a rumbling feeling, sort of like a...

"Is- is that a car?" Harry asked squinting his eyes as the Unidentified Flying Object came closer.

"No, it can't be..." Andrew muttered, but he was quickly silenced as the flying object did turn outto be a car. "Well shit."

The car was now right by their window when it turned towards the right and they saw three people in the flying car. Three redheads to be precise.

"Fred? George?"

"Garfield?"

Ron scowled at Andrew slightly before smiling. "Hey guys."

"Err, hi. Not sure exactly what's going on here." Harry said indicating to the car.

"Well isn't it obvious?" one of the twins asked.

"We're here to break you guys out." the other twin answered.

"Cool, but as you can see, the windows are kind of... blocked off." Andrew said motioning to the bars on the windows.

"Oh, no fear, we've got a plan for that." Fred said with a wicked grin.

The two Potters weren't sure what to make of the grin, but they knew the Dursley's weren't going to be happy.

"Well we still have to get our things." Harry said pointing to the door behind him.

It was at that moment a loud banging on the bedroom door could be heard.

"Hey what are you two up to in there?!" The ever so familiar voice of Vernon could be heard on the other side.

Harry turned to look at Andrew, wide eyed.

Andrew knew exactly what Harry wanted him to do; come up with a plan. His brother was lucky he was as smart as he was or they'd be screwed ten times over.

"Pull the bars off quickly and get in here." he told the twins.

"Wha-"

"Listen to me, we don't have time! Get the bloody bars off and get in here!" Andrew yelled angrily at the redheads who were taken aback, they weren't used to seeing Andrew snap, but they listened either way.

"Petunia, get the keys to the door! I'm getting in there!" They heard Vernon yell at his wife.

Harry was going to tell the Weasley boys to hurry when they threw a chain to them.

"Tie that around the bars." They told him.

"Hurry, he dropped the keys." Andrew told them.

Harry then heard muttered curses similar to the ones Andrew used earlier, but more vulgar. He quickly tied the chain around the bars and gave Fred a thumbs up. Nodding, Fred turned to George and told him to go. Revving the engine, George pulled away until the chain on the bars pulled causing the bars to jerk violently.

"Again!" Andrew yelled, this time putting his weight against the door so it wouldn't be pushed open.

"When I get in there, you freaks are done for!" they heard Vernon yell from the other side.

The car pulled again, this time pulling the bars off the window and causing them to fall down in to the bushes below. George pulled up next to the window and Fred quickly jumped into the open window followed closely by Ron.

"Open this bloody door, this instant!" Vernon yelled.

Andrew quickly stepped away from the door and stood next to the others. It was then that the eldest Dursley male burst into the room holding a baseball bat, followed by Petunia wielding a rolling pin and Dudley cowering behind the two of them.

'Oh so we get a freaking pan, but a possible thief only gets a rolling pin... oh, I'm going to hurt all of you!' Andrew thought as he glared angrily at his 'aunt' Petunia.

"What the bloody hellis this?!" Vernon asked angrily while he motioned to the boys in the room with his bat.

"They're our friends and they're going to take us away from here." Harry said firmly.

Petunia blinked at the backbone Harry displayed and got a small vision of her sister showing the same level of determination when they argued over something. Her musings were cut off when Vernon spoke.

"Fine! But do it quickly, we don't want the neighbors seeing that bloody car!"

"Fine with us, but we need our stuff." Andrew said simply.

"Then take it and leave." Petunia said angrily.

"We would, but your ever so intelligent husband locked them away... remember?" the dark skinned boy said with a sarcastic tone.

Harry noticed the vein in Vernon's forehead grow larger. He also noticed that the Weasleys seemed quieter than usual.

"Dudley, get the closet door so that these freaks can leave our house!"

"Oh, no need, there's something I wanted to try for a while, could you tell me where this closet is by any chance?" Fred asked grinning at the family.

"Under the stairs." Harry replied quickly.

"We'll get our clothes ready so long." Andrew said.

"Where are Hedwig and Arcanum?" Ron asked.

"Oh well when these barbarians wanted to lock them away..." Andrew started while still glaring at the Dursley family.

"We let them out." Harry finished for him. "But if all's well, they should be hunting or in the tree out in the yard."

"Let's pack our stuff." Andrew said finally.

Harry agreed and the two of them started pulling out their civies clothes and placing them neatly on their beds waiting for Fred to come back with their trunks. There was an awkward few minutes as Ron and the Dursleys simply stood and watched as the boys put their belongings ready.

Fred came back soon enough with their trunks and a massive smile on his face.

"Got your trunks boys, shall we go?" he asked pulling the trunks to a stop.

"Hold on, just got to check something." Andrew stated while he opened the trunk to check on his stuff. Everything seemed to be in order but he had one morething to look for; searching for a bit he found it and pulled it out, not really remembering where he was.

"What's that?!" Dudley demanded while pointing at the dark skinned boy.

"Nothing." he responded pulling his father's ring in his pocket.

The bigger boy wouldn't hear any of it and walked up to him, forgetting that he was in a room with three wizards and grabbed Andrew.

"Give it to me, I want it." He demanded.

Andrew looked over to the boy's parents but they didn't do anything to stop him.

"Dudley, it's mine, I'm not going to give it to you." Andrew replied through gritted teeth.

"It's mine, you stole it!" Dudley accused loudly.

"Boy, give that thing back to Dudley." Petunia said dangerously.

Andrew blinked before he felt his anger rising further. "I did NOT steal this! It belonged to my father!"

"Stop lying, my friend Gregory gave me that thing." Dudley whined while to his parents before turning to Andrew and grinned viciously.

"Andrew!"

"Andy!"

Those were the last two things Andrew heard before he blacked out. He woke up being pulled back by Harry and Fred, he also noticed that Petunia was screaming, Vernon looking shocked and Ron was very quickly stuffing his trunk with his clothes for him. He was about to make a snarky statement he noticed a stain; a red stain on the wall next to where he was standing a minute ago. He followed the blood and noticed his cousin Dudley laying on the ground, his eye a deep purple and blood pouring from his nose. What had just happened?

Looking over at Harry he saw concern but why? Concern for who; Dudley or him?

Ron had finished packing his clothes and grabbed the trunk while Harry got his own and they made their way to the car as fast as they could, when everything was finally loaded on, they got into the car but Vernon had snapped out of his musings.

"You fucking punk, I'm going to kill you!" he yelled as he lurched for the car.

He was unsuccessful in his attempt as the car pulled away before he could reach it and it flew off into the distance, leaving the outstandingly plain Privet Drive behind.

In the car nobody knew what to say; Harry, Ron and Fred were shocked at what they saw, Andrew was still confused on what had transpired and George was curious but the looks on the others faces told him it wasn't anything funny.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Ron asked in a quiet voice.

"What do you mean? What happened back there?" Andrew responded.

"You don't remember?" Fred questioned in a shocked tone.

When Andrew shook his head, Fred and Ron shared a look. They started discribing what had happened but all Andrew caught from them was that he had yelled in anger, there was a small burst of light and he was suddenly on top of Dudley delivering punch after punch at his face and that it had taken Harry and Fred to pull him off.

"That doesn't sound like me..." Andrew muttered shocked at his own actions.

"No, it doesn't." Harry added in deep thought.

George cleared his throat from the drivers seat and turned to the two Potter boys.

"Well, if it's any consolation, happy birthday you two." George said with a smile.

"Thanks." they said with small smiles that didn't reach their eyes, and soon enough the car once again fell into a lull of quiet with only the roaring of the car engine to drown out the deafening silence.

0-oo-0-oo-0-oo-0

The boys looked out of the windows and saw that it was now nearing morning.

"Holy hell, are we there yet? We've been driving for around 6 hours!" Andrew complained while his head was poked out of the backseat window.

"Ah, here we are now here..." George said happily

"Potter and Pottermen, welcome to the Burrow!" Just as Fred said that a huge misshapen house appeared in the distance.

The house itself defied logic, Andrew thought as the foundations seemed to lean to one side. The house looked to be built in sections and every section seemed stacked on top of one another hazardously like a child made tower made of building blocks. The Borrow looked to be an impossible house.

The car began its descend towards the long dirt road down below.

"Hold on, it's about to get rocky." George commented before the vehicle landed roughly on the ground, causing the occupants inside to jump high enough to knock their skulls on the car ceiling.

They drove for a short time before arriving at an open barn and George pulled the car in.

"We'll get your stuff in a bit, we should go inside now before mum wakes up." Fred said as he got out of the car quickly being followed by the others.

They made their way towards the house and slowly crept into the kitchen, the two Potters were in a momentary daze as they saw a lot of magic happening at once. Dishes washing themselves, self folding clothes and a whole range of other self working mechanics that they hadn't seen before. As they ended their awed looks Harry thought of something.

"Hey, so are Andrew and I just supposed to hide out in one of your rooms until we leave for Hogwarts in September?" he asked with furrowed brows.

"That's a good point." Andrew commented.

The three Weasleys froze and shared a look of concern.

"You didn't even consider it, did you?"

"We hadn't thought that far ahead..." Ron admitted in a small voice.

Andrew was about to say something when a yell could be heard from somewhere in the house.

"Ronald, Fredrick and George Weasley! Where have you been all night?! Beds empty, no note! You had me worried sick!"

Just then a rather plump red headed woman seemed to just materialize from somewhere in the room, causing Andrew to jump back in surprise.

"Mum, we can explain..."

"Well you'd better hope you can explain or so help me you'll be in for the biggest punishments you've ever faced."

"Mum, we were out on a mission." George started.

"A mission to save Harry and Andrew!" Fred finished.

The Weasley matriarch turned and saw two other boys she instantly recognized the first one as Harry Potter but the second...

"Is he Lee's younger brother?" Mrs Weasley asked with a small frown.

"Mum no, that's Andrew, Harry's brother!" Ron stated loudly. He was quieted with a hard look.

Mrs Weasley turned back to Andrew and once again frowned, she couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity she had when she looked at him.

"Yes, of course, I'm sorry dear, would you two like some breakfast?" she asked with a smile at the two boys.

Andrew was thrown for a complete loop he was sure she was going to dismiss him being Harry's brother like majority of the magical society had already. So when she looked at him closely he had already felt himself raising his walls when she just accepted it as if were an obvious fact and that she had just forgotten.

"Oh, well Mrs Weasley, if it wouldn't be too much trouble." Harry answered for the two of them.

"Yeah, I'm starving." Fred said with a grin at his brother.

"I know right?" George added with his own grin.

Mrs Weasley shot the two a glare but they simply grinned back. Sighing tiredly she pointed at the table and they all went about making themselves comfortable. Before Andrew or Harry could say anything, a large amount of toast, bacon, eggs and pumpkin appeared on the table.

"Wha-?"

"How did-?"

"Yeah, mum's a mystery when it comes to cooking, no one knows how she does it, but whenever she starts cooking she's always done within minutes." Ron said while he loaded his plate with two pieces of toast, an unhealthy amount of bacon and a few spoon full of eggs.

Looking around they noticed that the others were helping themselves to the food as well, sharing a look and a shrug the two Potter boys started filling their own plates.

Soon enough the conversation picked up and they were soon joined by Percy Weasley who greeted Harry and gave Andrew a curt nod.

'Still sour about the Clearwater thing I see...' Andrew thought with an inner smile.

'I still say you shouldn't have toyed with him like that.' Harry thought in response.

"Eh.." Andrew muttered with a small shrug.

A few more minutes passed with the Weasley's talking among themselves and the two Potters watching the interaction with interest.

'So this is how a family acts around each other?' Harry thought to himself as he watched Fred and George tease Percy for his crush on Penelope Clearwater.

Just then another redhead entered the Weasley kitchen.

"Crazy night, Molly! Five Raids last night... Five!" the man said with a small laugh.

"Raids?" Harry asked turning to Ron. Andrew instantly got an image of the elder man wearing ninja garb but with his vibrant red hair sticking out from his mask, making his disguise useless.

"Oh dad works in the Magical Reversal Department in the Ministry. Raids are when there are reports of magical use in highly populated muggle areas. They're sent in to reverse the magical damage and wipe the memories of the muggles who've witnessed it." Ron answered with a smile.

"Ah, so brainwashing..." Andrew muttered to himself.

"He's also obsessed with anything muggle!" Fred whispered to the younger boys across the table from him.

Mr Weasley finally came back from putting his jacket down and sat down at the table with an "oomph". He sighed comfortably before looking over at the table and saw two boys he knew he wasn't the father of. Mainly because of their lack of flaming red hair and the other wasn't even the same complexion as the others around the table.

"Hello, who are you two?" he asked looking at the two boys.

"Oh, yes, sorry sir, I'm Harry sir, Harry Potter and this is my brother Andrew." Harry responded respectfully.

"Are you really?" he asked with a smile. "Well, Molly, when did they get here?" he questioned his wife while filling his plate with food.

"This morning."

"Ah..."

"Your sons flew that blasted car of yours to Surrey and back last night." Mrs Weasley said in a tight voice.

"Did you really? How was she? Did the invisibility function work well?" he questioned in rapid succession.

"Arthur!"

"I- err, I mean, that was very irresponsible of you boys! I am very disappointed in you lot." he stated unconvincingly.

There were a few chuckles from the boys at the table and soon enough the conversation pickup again, with Andrew receiving the occasional question about very mundane muggle things such as geysers, how T.V's worked and why muggles relied on such dangerous modes of transportation when apparation was much safer and convenient.

Andrew was completely lost on most of what was being said so when the sound of pattering feet could be heard he thanked a deity. A small voice could be heard next.

"Mum, have you seen my pink jumper?"

"Oh, I was sure I packed it in your room, did you look in your dresser?"

Harry leaned out and waved slightly.

"Hi there." he greeted with a smile.

The girl froze and she started walking backward with a look of absolute shock on her face. She bumped into a single sofa chair before turning and bolting it up the stairs.

"Wow, you have such a way with the ladies." Andrew said with a small laugh. "Takes skill to make them run off like that."

"We are not worthy..." the twins had joined in with the teasing as well.

"Teach us master!"

Ignoring them Harry turned to Ron. "Did I say or do something I wasn't supposed to do?"

"No, that's just Ginny, she's had a crush on you since forever. She kept going on and on about how she was excited that she finally got to go to the same school as you this year." Ron stated.

"But how does she know Harry?" Andrew asked curiously.

"Oh she knows both of you from the books." Fred stated.

"Books?" Harry asked with a frown.

"Yeah the books about your adventures before coming to Hogwarts." George added.

The two Potters shared a look. They never heard anything about a book being published about them, scratch that; books, plural. This was something they might have to look into. But before that, Andrew started grinning and Harry sighed.

"No." he said simply.

"What? I haven't even said anything yet?" Andrew said, his grin still prominent.

This caused the Weasley family to watch the interaction curious about what was happening.

"I know that look."

"I know you know this look, and because you're my brother you're going to help me."

"Why?" Harry asked tiredly.

"Why not?" Andrew responded.

"But we're guests, you don't prank someone in their own house." Harry said with a victorious grin. But it slowly died when he noticed that his brothers hadn't.

"Did you say..."

"Prank?"

Harry groaned, so this was his plan, have the twins get in on it.

"Yep he did, and I have the perfect one, and it doesn't even require any preparation. Just teamwork." Andrew said.

The adults looked between Andrew and their twin boys and just shook their heads before continuing on with what they were doing before.

"Will it hurt someone?" Harry asked caving in.

"No, not physically, but it will be embarrassing." Andrew replied before telling them his idea and he had to admit the smile on the faces of the people around him even Harry's made him sure that this prank needed to happen.


Hey everyone! Finished this chapter! At long last! But it isn't the end. Please enjoy the Omake!


Omake: What'd we miss?

Andrew and his multi-dimensional traveling companion Luna were currently walking through the thick of the forbidden forest.

"Crap, how'd we get here? Where are we?" Andrew asked in a grumpy tone.

"We're in the forbidden forest just outside the school." Luna answered in her usual dreamy tone.

"Well thank God! Christ, how long have we been suspended in that void thing?"

"Oh, the inter-dimensional suspension void?" Luna asked. "Around a year and a bit."

Andrew walked for a bit more before frowning. "Are we even still relevant? I mean do the readers even care about us still? We've been gone for so long." Andrew said in a worried tone.

"Well, that isn't up to us, if the author did a good enough job, maybe we can finish this arc and finally make me a permanent secondary character." Luna said happily with as she skipped next to Andrew.

"Yeah, it'll definitely be interesting with you ther-"

Andrew was cut off as he heard a booming voice echo through the skies.

"Dumbledore, open the doors to the castle or my friends and I will no choice but to force our way in there!" The voice sounded female and familiar, but Andrew couldn't place it.

As they pushed forward quicker than before, they finally arrived at a clearing and were just... they couldn't... what they saw was... There are no words to describe the scene in front of them.

The first thing that caught their eye was the witch standing on a large transfigured rock wearing nothing but black, but she wasn't the one that had Andrew speechless, it was the 600 plus house elves that were standing around her all wielding very dangerous looking weapons and all facing the Hogwarts castle.

"Wha... How did we... Luna?" Andrew turned to look at his companion and noticed that she had somehow escaped leaving him alone in this. Just as he was about to leave the witch called out to Dumbledore again.

"Dumbledore! This is your final warning!"

The voice finally clicked in his head, how could he forget it?!

"Hermione?!" he yelled out at her. Bad move.

The house elves all turned to look at him in synchronization. That alone made his blood run cold, he was about to turn and book it when he got hit in the midsection with the bud of a sword causing him to double over.

"How you speak so freely with the Dark Witch Grangy!" the house elf who had hit him asked angrily.

"Flipsy! Bring him over to me!" the girl now known as the the Dark Witch Grangy demanded.

Andrew could count the amount of times he felt so embarrassed that he wanted to just fold into himself and disappear on his fingers and being dragged by the hair by a house elf was now on that list.

When he had arrived in front of Hermione, her once kind brown eyes now looked at him with nothing more than disgust. Why though?

"What is it, human?!" she demanded.

That made Andrew freeze.

"Aren't you a human as well?" he asked in a confused tone.

There was a massive collective gasp and the elves started growling, not at Hermione but at Andrew.

"How dare you! You filthy human!" they yelled, again in synchronization. Andrew again felt his blood freeze.

"But I mean look at her, she's larger than any of you!" Andrew reasoned.

"She is divine, so of course she is different." they chanted in unison.

"Okay, but none of you have hair, she has a bloody mane of the stuff!"

"She is divine, so of course she is different."

"Okay, you guys have to stop that! I bet her ears are human! I mean even if she is a divine elf her ears should be elven! Right?!" Andrew tried again, but this time the elves didn't respond and simply turned to look at Hermione who huffed in an annoyed manner and pulled her hair back revealing her pointed ears. The elves cheered and turned to glare at Andrew again, while Her Darkness Grangy grinned.

"Oh come on! That's obviously plastic!" he accused pointing at finger at her.

"It is not!" she denied with a huff.

"Of course it is! For God's sake it isn't even the same tone as the rest of your skin!"

"I've heard enough! Kill him!" Grangy demanded. As the elves advanced on him another voice called out.

"Sorry, but I can't let you do that. Hello Hermione, I must say, you look absolutely smashing in black and your make up is phenomenal." Luna said in her airy tone.

"Oh, well thank you."

"My pleasure, if you'll just excuse me, I'll take Drew and go, see we're caught in a very complicated spell and well, we have to get back home." she stated grabbing Andrew's hand. Hermione's eye twitched at the contact but she she turned away.

"Fine, be gone and let me resume my takeover of Hogwarts."

"Shall do, thank you and good luck." Luna called out.

"You aren't a bloody elf you lying litt-"

Andrew and Luna disappeared before Andrew could finish his rant. Sighing, Hermione turned to continue her conquest.

"Okay, Dark Witch Grangy! We concede I will agree to pay the elves!" Dumbledore stated his voice booming over the skies. "What are they fees?"

"More cleaning! More cooking! More work!" the elves yelled in the sky again in unison.

"Wait, what...? I thought, I thought you wanted freedom!" Hermione yelled angrily.

"What? No! That would be silliness!" An elf responded with a laugh.

As Hermione felt a headache grow, she could swear she heard that human's voice; Andrew laughing at her in her mind. That day in universe number 2088, The Dark Witch Hermione ended her S.P.E.W campaign.


God that was long! Sorry, much longer than I was expecting. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Again, I am so sorry for the long wait but I promise you guys I'm going to be back for a long time now.

My goal is to at least get Luna properly introduced in the story, and that'll be in a new story: Black and White – The Escapee and the Tournament. That'll start when this arc ends.

Thank you for reading and I hope you'll come back!

Peace, Love, Respect

Zak!