Harry Potter loved staying with the Weasleys as often as he could. They seemed like the perfect family to belong to, he couldn't imagine them having any faults (except for maybe Percy). Now that all hell seemed loose in the wizard world, they were the only people he could seem to depend on and stay close to. He carried his luggage solemnly to the front of the Burrow and knocked on the door, expecting to see his best friend Ron answer. But Ginny (his ex-girlfriend) did instead. "Hello Harry, come to stay?"
He tried to smile warmly. "Don't I always?"
She opened the door a little wider and let him inside. "Well, come inside. Ron won't say much right now…So it might be a little quiet here."
"Is he ok?"
Ginny stopped speaking, biting her lip tentively and walking out of the room. Slightly confused, Harry turned and saw Ron by the window, staring outward and very bitter. Harry walked up to him to engage his friend, "Hey! I was wondering where you were-"
He stopped dead in his tracks and looked at Ron. His fair skin was getting even paler, and his eyes like pieces of dark slate. All the traces of bright blue seemed faint and cold. It made Harry shiver, the feeling alien and distant from his usual cheery friend. Rom shook his head and sighed with a heavy breath. "Oh…Sorry Harry. I'm just…waiting for something…"
Harry nodded slowly, still not use to seeing his closest friend in such a sad shape. When he went to still down next to him, his presence with Ron shuddered because everything felt ice cold. It almost seemed he got thinner too, which was strange for the face Ron loved to eat. The person he was with didn't seem like Ron Weasley at all: Everything about him felt like a stranger. "So… What exactly are you waiting for?"
Ron tensed, and his back curled like a cat's. A near growl emitted from his lips and he span around, glaring at Harry. His hands twitched and closed into a tight, white-knuckled fist. His entire face looked like he was on fire, but his eyes were cold and near-demonic. The motions he made caused Harry to stumble over in his seat, his stomach quivering in fear. What was with this look? What was with this…This violence? "What am I waiting for…What am I waiting for! I'm waiting to take back the one thing, the one thing!, that was rightfully mine! I am waiting for the one part of me they've locked in the dark pits of Hell for seven years! She was mine, Harry! Damn it Harry, I am waiting for-!"
Before Ron could even begin his tirade of complete and total fury, the twins Fred and George managed to retrieve Harry in time. "Hey Ron!"
"Mind if we borrow Harry?"
"Won't be long-!"
"You can have him back later!" With out another word, the two of them dragged the greatly confused Potter out of the room and up the stairs. Ron just let out a half-lived snarl and perched in his chair again, his eyes peering out the window. When the trio made it up to Fred and George's room, the brothers let out a sigh. Fred scoffed at Harry. "We thought he'd kill you…"
"He's in a real piss of a mood…"
"Though we've never seen him this bad…"
"You should know better then to mention Regina!"
Harry shook his head, Regina? "Who's Regina?"
They swallowed a breath, their eyes got wide. Eerily, they spoke at the same time. "You don't know who Regina is!"
"Should I?"
Fred and George looked between each other, a little hesitant, and a little afraid. George let out a sigh and looked at Harry. "We guessed he would have told you, being his best mate and all…But since she is coming home, guess we should. Sit down, Harry."
Harry slowly took a seat on one bed, the other two across from him. Fred began this time. "Ginny wasn't the only girl in our family, Harry. Regina…Is the oldest Weasley girl. No, she didn't go to Hogwarts. She's actually the same age as you…She is Ron's twin sister…"
"But the thing is…She's never gone to Hogwarts because she's been in Saint Mungoe's since she was ten."
"Oh…Is she sick?"
George looked to Fred again and grimaced a little. "Well…Kind of… You see, Harry. There's more then one time of Wizard Twin. There are identical ones, like me and Fred or the Parvati twins: They're normal, harmless…Well, almost harmless minus me and Fred."
"Or you could be non-identical twins of the same sex," Fred interjected. "They're not bad either…But when you get a pair of twins of the opposite gender…"
They looked at each other for reassurance and both whispered: "It's big trouble."
"See, Harry…A lot of magic-scholars believe that Opposite Twins…That's what they're called…Are actually the reincarnations of Lovers who died tragically. So when they are born to a pair of Wizard-twins, it means that there's going to be a lot of trouble for the two of them. I had actually never seen Mum cry till Ron and Regina were born… The rumors that circled around our family became real bad."
Harry's back stiffened and his eyes rested on the floor. He never knew Ron had another sister…Let alone a twin. Why wouldn't he mention something so vital? They had been through everything together for the past seven years. Why was there a need to hide something important like this? Was he afraid to mention it because of the whole "Opposite Twin" business?
"Regina ended in up in Saint Mungoe's," George's voice broke the silence. "Because when she was about five, she started to show some 'not normal' magic. Stuff that people had never seen. And it was always it's strongest when she was with Ron. Ron was really protective of her too, to the point it was almost crazy."
"One day, when Mum took them to the park to play, some brat made a comment towards Regina that wasn't so nice…Ron was only five but he put that kid in the hospital."
Harry's eyes widened in horror, but George continued. "Mum and Dad tried everything to minimize Regina's powers…Stop her from using magic without a wand…Yeah, that's what it was: Magic with out a wand. They tried to separate the two of them, Regina would cry and Ron would just start breaking things…They tried to force Regina to stop, but Ron was always there stopping them…"
"It got so bad at one point, just when they were seven, they didn't speak to anyone else but each other for three months…And were using Telekinesis…the whole time!"
"Mum decided by the time they were ten that enough was enough. Don't get us wrong, she loves Regina with all her heart…Because she was the only one who could stay quiet half the time. But Mum took the two of them to a Divination Specialist, not a phony like Twearly, to see what their past life was like.."
"The results were bad. Really bad, Harry. So bad, Mum and Dad have been pumping cash into Saint Mungoe's Psychiatric ward for the past seven years to keep Regina safe from herself…and Ron."
Harry stopped them. "So why is she being let out now?"
"Well, since the rise of the Dark Lord was brought on," Harry winced. "Mum and Dad had to get Regina out of that place, if he were to find her, it could be hell for us all."
The room went silent for a while, the mattresses were the only creak in the room. Harry stared silently at the floor, trying to process all that they had said in this short amount of time. There were so many questions that seemed impossible to solve, what was going through their minds as they told him this? Was this all even happening? Could it be something far worse then all of this?
A car landed, literally, into the Burrow driveway. The whole vibe of the house seemed to shift and their was a scramble to the door. Harry, Fred and George all piled out of the room with Ginny, who was the room next over, beside them. Even Bill and Fleur came out of their room to see the commotion. But Ron was there waiting at the door, staring it down with shaking fists. Harry looked at the giant Grandfather clock: the Weasley parent's hands started to inch towards the kitchen, while one that seemed a little rusted, Regina's, trailed behind them. The door clicked and Mr. Weasley stepped inside, surprised to see the forming crowd. "W-Well! This is a nice surprise…Don't you think Molly? Come on, let Regina in, she must be very tired…"
Molly Weasley entered her kitchen and gasped then she saw the crowd. "What is this? Oh dear, all of you, please move so Regina can move in quietly…"
"No!" Ron's voice snapped and caused his mother to jump. "I want to see her…"
She nodded and lowered her hands defensively. "O-Of course, Ron. Now…come in Regina…"
The door creaked open quietly, a fiery presences made it's way in, gliding across the floor. Harry held his breath quietly staring at her. Her wild mane of crimson hair cascaded down her back in a swooping braid that landed at the small of her back. Her eyes were soft and china blue, and her whole body seemed almost like that of a spirit's. His heart started to leap in her chest as her eyes started to wander over him. A ghost of a smile flashed and left, making him skip a beat. Everyone seemed to be in the same awe as Mr. Weasley spoke: "L-Let me reintroduce, and introduce to you all for the first time, Regina Ceres Weasley."
Everyone in the room was silent, gawking and unbelieving. Ron most of all, his smile creased and it was filled with sorrow and longing. He was the first to reach out to her, touch her cheek and caress it softly. "Anigerym…"
"Normy…" she murmured in return, causing Ron to encase her into his arms tightly and bury his face into her hair. Their embrace was so tight, no one would recognize them as siblings anymore. Harry blushed faintly, averting his eyes as did everyone else. Guess he was in on the secret now…
Mr. Weasley coughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. "W-Well…looks like Regina is finally home to stay…"
I know I spelt Weasley wrong last time (thanks Linz) so...that's fixed.
Also, when I am gonna type Ron/Regina's twin language, it's kinda simple: Take a word and flip it backwards, read it like that.
i.e. Anigermy my reginA
Also, their sentences will be backwards and read the same way.
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