Hi! I'm glad people like this story! I feel loved and honored! So many people are telling me how much they love my stories! It's weird because I still say that to people all the time! I think people write a lot better than me.

Anyway! On with the story!

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Danny slept very soundly, only a small dream - about magic, of course. Then one of the twins, George he thought, came into the room waking everyone up and telling them to get down stairs for breakfast. Danny pulled himself out of bed and groaned. The bright sun was shining through the window, now he knew how Sam felt every morning.

"Not a morning person?" asked Harry, Danny nodded and got dressed in his blue jeans and white shirt, the normal attire.

All three boys walked down stairs and ate breakfast, eggs and ham, quickly. Then they walked into the drawing room, it was a long, green room with high ceilings. Not to mention it was very dusty.

Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George were all grouped by some green curtains with cloths over their noses and mouths. All of them were holding a bottle of a black liquid with a nozzle.

"Cover you faces and take a spray," said Mrs. Weasley.

Danny grabbed the cloth, but before he was able to put it on he yawned.

Mrs. Weasley noticed this and added, "Sorry Danny, I know you probably not used to the time difference yet."

Danny nodded and put the cloth on his face and grabbed the bottle.

"That's Doxycide, I've never seen a infestation of doxies this bad. I don't know what that house-elf has been doing the last ten years," she said.

Hermione shot Mrs. Weasley a dirty look. "I'm sure he just couldn't manage-"

"You'd be surprised what Kreacher can manage, Hermione," Sirius interrupted, walking into the room and carrying a bloody bag. "I've just been feeding Buckbeak," he said as Harry gave him a look.

"Who?" asked Danny.

"A hippogriff, half horse, half bird hybrid," answered Harry.

"And about this desk Molly," started Sirius gesturing to the desk in the corner that was shaking, "I'm pretty sure it's a boggart, but I think we should get Moody to make sure."

"Sounds like a splendid idea Sirius," chirped Mrs. Weasley. They seemed to be speaking on friendly terms, after last night.

"Now you all have to be careful, doxies are poisonous and they love to bite. I've got a antidote here, but I'd rather not need to use it," Mrs. Weasley stated, "Now when I tell you start spraying immediately. They'll come out flying at us, the spray will paralyze them, after that we'll throw them in this bucket." Everyone raised his or her bottles.

"All right, spray!"

Immediately a small fairy-like creature came flying out at Danny and everyone else. This took most of the morning; it was past noon when they all finally removed the cloths from their faces.

"I'll bring up some sandwiches," Mrs. Weasley suggested, and with that, she left.

A minute later Sirius's mother started yelling again. Fred made a move to go shut the door to stop some of the noise, but before he could an old house-elf walked into the room. Its only clothing was a dirty loincloth, its skin was too big for him and his eyes were bloodshot.

It took no notice of the teens in the room, didn't even seem to notice them. It just was muttering under his breath, "That nasty old blood traitor and her kids messing up my Mistress's house, my poor Mistress, if only she knew the scum they've let into her house. Mudbloods and werewolves and traitors and thieves, half-breeds of who knows what! Poor Kreacher, but what to do. . ."

"Hi Kreacher," said Fred, closing the door loudly.

Kreacher froze and turned to Fred, staring at the ground. "Kreacher did not see young master," he muttered, then added, "Nasty little blood traitor he is."

George asked him what he said, even though he heard it clearly. Kreacher answered that he said nothing then said again, "The twins, beasts they are."

Harry and Danny didn't know whether to laugh or not.

Kreacher went on muttering, " . . .there's the mudblood, if only my Mistress knew, oh she would cry! And there's the new boys, frightfully alike, hope they're not more twins."

It was true, Danny and Harry had the same messy black hair, and they were both skinny, although Danny had a few muscles from his ghost fighting.

"This is Harry and Danny, Kreacher," Hermione said, "Harry Potter and Danny Fenton."

The house-elf's eyes widened, "The mudblood is talking to Kreacher!"

"Don't call her a mudblood!" shouted Ron and Ginny at the same time.

"What's a mudblood?" asked Danny.

"It's a really bad name for someone's who's muggle-born," answered Hermione, "But it really doesn't matter, he's not in his right mind."

"Yes it does Hermione," said Fred.

Kreacher was still muttering, "Is it true, is it Harry Potter? The boy who stopped the Dark Lord? Kreacher wonders how he did it."

"Don't we all," said Ron dryly.

"What are you doing anyway?" asked Danny, who was a little creeped out by this creature.

"Cleaning," he replied.

"A likely story," said a voice at the door. It was Sirius, who had walked down with Mrs. Weasley, "Every time you say you're cleaning you sneak off with something of my mothers. Now go away Kreacher."

"Master comes back from Azkaban ordering Kreacher around. If only my Mistress could see, her things being thrown away, her son back. Says he's a murderer too."

"Keep talking and I will be a murderer!" exclaimed Sirius. The elf ran out of the room.

Hermione started making excuses for Kreacher, "Maybe you should just let him free."

"We can't, he knows too much about the Order," said Sirius walking over to the tapestry. It was very old and was faded and looked as if though the doxies had chewed it in places. At the very top it said:

The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black

"Toujours Pur"

"Hey, your not here!" said Harry after looking it over.

"I used to be here," said Sirius pointing to a small hole, "My mother burnt me out when I ran from home."

"You ran away from home?" asked Danny, he himself had thought about doing that when he got his powers and when everyone found out about him, "I was thinking of doing that."

"Yeah, when I was sixteen," he answered.

"Where did you go?" asked Harry.

"Your dad's house," answered Sirius, "Your grandparents were very good about it. Sort of adopted me as a second son. I camped out there during school holidays and when I was seventeen I got a place of my own."

"Why did you leave?" asked Danny.

"I had enough of it all. Of my parents and the pureblood-mania. My brother was thick enough to believe it. That's him," explained Sirius.

The name, Regulus Black, was followed by a date of birth and death. "A better son, as I was told often."

"But he died," said Danny.

"Yeah, he joined the Death Eaters. Stupid."

"What?"

"Death Eaters are Voldemort's followers, my parents weren't but they loved his ideas," explained Sirius.

"Was he killed by an Auror?" asked Harry.

"No, he was murdered by Voldemort, or on his orders. He got cold feet when he was told to do something, and that's a no-no."

"Lunch!" said Mrs. Weasley, everyone but Harry, Danny and Sirius walked over to her.

They stayed and Sirius started listing off names and what they did. "I see Tonks isn't here, that's why Kreacher won't take orders from her."

"Your related to Tonks?" asked Danny.

"Yeah, her mother was my favorite cousin. She's not here either," he said pointing to a burn mark between Narcissa and Bellatrix, "Her sisters married pure-bloods, but she married a muggle-born, so-" Sirius blasted the tapestry with his wand and laughed.

"You're related to the Malfoys!" exclaimed Harry.

"Pure-bloods are interrelated, it's very limited and there are hardly any left. Molly and I are cousins by marriage and Arthur is something like a second cousin once removed. No use looking for them here, they are considered blood-traitors."

"But I don't consider any of these people my family, it's bad enough being in this house again," said Sirius. He sighed, "So, I've asked Dumbledore if I can come with you to the hearing, as Snuffles, for moral support."

Harry's stomach dropped, Sirius saw his face fall. "Don't worry, I'm sure they'll let you off."

"But if they don't, can I live with you?" asked Harry.

Sirius smiled. "We'll see."

"Hurry up, there won't be any food left!" shouted Mrs. Weasley.

They all grabbed some food. Danny asked what this hearing was about and Harry told him all about it, adding in some stuff about his aunt, uncle and cousin.

"Sorry about that," said Danny taking a bite of his lunch, "About the family, I mean, the other thing too but, I thought I had it bad. My sister is always overprotective and my parents are obsessed with ghosts. But that sounds worst."

"Yeah, thanks," and they continued to eat.

Mrs. Weasley kept them working very hard over the next few days, cleaning. They still hadn't done anything about the desk yet, Moody hadn't dropped by.

The doorbell was going off many times a day so Sirius's mother was yelling a lot. Snape had come a couple times, but Harry and Danny never came face-to-face with him. And after all the stories Danny was glad. Danny did meet Professor McGonagall, who reminded him a lot of Mr. Lancer.

Harry was still having dreams about corridors and locked doors that made his scar prickle. And his fear of the hearing wasn't helping things, either. He only felt worse when Mrs. Weasley told him that she ironed his best clothes for the next morning.

They were eating at the time and everyone stopped to listen, "I'll do you hair too, it's so messy."

"Hey, the messy hair works for me," stated Danny, then made a face, "Although you shouldn't be asking a kid who gets shoved into his locker on a regular basis and doesn't get dates," then as an after thought, added, "Unless you count ghost hunters who want to kill you but don't know it's you."

Everyone was staring at Danny now. "Sorry, why am I still talking, I am such a spazz."

"Sooooooooo, how am I getting there," asked Harry.

"Arthur's taking you to work with him," answered Mrs. Weasley. Before he could ask she said, "Dumbledore doesn't think it's a good idea for Sirius to go with you. And I must say he's-"

"-quite right." finished Sirius.

"When did he say that?" asked Harry.

"He came last night when you were asleep," answered Mr. Weasley.

Now that made Harry, if possible, feel even worse.

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I hope you like it! I had fun writing it! Hope you reivew!

By the way, I don't think I'm going to have much pairings. I'm going to have some flirting and crushes, but that's it!

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