Where Art Thou?

By: obsessed-with-HP

Summary: Set five years after Hogwarts. Harry has a twin brother. Dumbledore knew all along, but no one else did, not even Sirius or Remus… In response to Severitus Challenge

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Chapter 2: This is Unbelievable!

Harry walked through the cold, familiar halls of Hogwarts on his way to Dumbledore's office, thinking of what to say to the man that he had become to trust as a mentor. Multiple scenarios went through his head, many including shouting and raging. He was so lost in his thoughts about how Dumbledore could keep a secret like this from him, that, before he realized it, he had walked right past his office and had to turn around and go back. He stood at the stone gargoyle, and tried to recall the password. "Canary Creams" he said aloud, remembering the first time Dumbledore ate one of the Weasley Twin's inventions and professed his liking for them.

The ride up the spiraling staircase was a short one, and in no time, he found himself in front of the brass griffin knocker. He stood there, just realizing how late it really was and trying to imagine what reasons Dumbledore could possibly have for keeping this a secret, though he really didn't know exactly what was happening yet. He knocked and the door opened silently, accompanied by Dumbledore's quiet "Come in."

He slowly entered the large, circular room. Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk in his woolly dressing gown and nightcap, going over some papers. Harry quietly walked up to Dumbledore's desk. A look of curiosity accompanied by slight hurt and confusion was in his eyes as he delicately placed the photo album on the desk, and turned it to the aforementioned page and picture. Albus watched the picture for a few moments, and paled considerably when the other baby came into it.

He looked up at Harry, for a minute, before he said anything. "No one was supposed to know," were the first things out of his mouth, in a slightly strained voice. "What do you mean, sir? No one was supposed to know what?" Harry questioned. Dumbledore looked back down at the picture and closed his eyes, looking older than Harry ever remembered. He sighed and leaned back into his chair, motioning for Harry to take a seat. When Dumbledore opened his eyes again, Harry noticed that the twinkle that usually resided in the old professor's eyes had dimmed so low that you couldn't even see it.

Harry was just about to ask Dumbledore what he meant again, when the older man looked up at him and began his tale…