Chapter 4 - Diagon Alley
Mrs. Weasley fussed over the state of his socks and tried to force them to eat fourth helpings at every meal.
Mr. Weasley liked to talk to Harry, to sit next to him at the dinner table so that he could bombard him with questions about life with Muggles, asking him to explain how things like plugs and the postal service worked.
"Fascinating!" he would say, as the twins talked him through using a telephone. "Ingenious, really, how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic," Said Arthur.
Harry heard from Hogwarts one sunny morning about a week after he had arrived at The Burrow. He and Ron went down to breakfast to find Mr. and Mrs. Weasley already sitting at the kitchen table. The twins sat down and took the toast
Mrs. Weasley offered him.
"Letters from school," said Mr. Weasley, passing Harry and Ron identical envelopes of yellowish parchment, addressed in green ink. He added, as Fred and George ambled in,
still in their pajamas. For a few minutes there was silence as they all read their letters. The Twins told them to catch the Hogwarts Express as usual from King's Cross station on September the first. There was also a list of the new books they would need for the coming year.
Second-year students will require:
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 by Miranda Goshawk
Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart
Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart
Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart
Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart
Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart
Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart
Fred, who had finished his own list, peered over at Harry's.
"You've been told to get all Lockhart's books, too!' he said.
"The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be a fan bet it's a witch."
At this point, Fred caught his mother's eye and quickly busied himself with the marmalade.
"That lot won't come cheap," said George, with a quick look at his parents.
"Lockhart's books are really expensive …"
"Well, we'll manage," said Mrs. Weasley, but she looked worried.
"I expect we'll be able to pick up a lot of Rob's
things second-hand."
"Don't buy his books, our group got six sets of his books,
and his only fan is the teacher." Said Lewis.
"You sure Lewis," said Molly.
"Yes," said Lewis, "His only fan, himself.
You are joining us at Hogwarts this year?
Both my husbands will be with me."
Rob hugged Lewis and said, "You remembered."
Then moved Rob into his lap hugging him back,
"You the last to start." Said Lewis.
"How could I miss my Mini-Ron, his twin."
"What about the books," asked Molly.
"Yes, got several copies of his garbage.
Might as well make some use of them," said Lewis.
"There really bad fire starters."
Just then Ron's elder brother Percy walked in.
He was already dressed, his Hogwarts prefect badge pinned to his knitted tank top.
"Morning, all," said Percy. "Lovely day."
"Morning Percy," Said Lewis went up and hugged him.
"We can go and get all your things then, too,"
said Mrs. Weasley, starting to clear the table.
"What're you all up to today?"
All the boys were planning to go up the hill to a small paddock the Weasleys owned. It was surrounded by trees that blocked it from view of the village below, meaning that they could practice Quidditch there, as long as they didn't fly too high. They couldn't use real Quidditch balls, which would have been hard to explain if they had escaped and flown away over the village. Instead, they threw apples for each other to catch.
They took it in turns to ride the Twins' Nimbus Two Thousand, which was easily the best broom. Ron's old Shooting Star was often outstripped by passing butterflies.
Five minutes later they were marching up the hill,
broomsticks over their shoulders. They had asked Percy if he wanted to join them, but he had said he was busy.
Then Lewis went to him and said, "Join us, it will be fun,
not taking no for an answer. So, join us." And hugged him.
"Or We going to be following you, which for me works either way. But as I said before I don't let go.
So either join us more or I follow you everywhere."
"Sure." Said Percy, "Don't want you following me into the toilet. Which I think you would."
"I would and you're an older version of Ron, so seen it before."
Said Lewis, now smiling, then played with them for 2 hours.
They had only seen Percy at mealtimes after that.
He stayed shut in his room except for when Lewis
begged him to join in.
"Wish I knew what he was up to," said Fred, frowning.
"He's not himself. His exam results came the day;
twelve O. and he hardly gloated at all.
Lewis you seem to have a power over him."
"Yes, I told him to join us or we follow him." Said Lewis.
"He did not like the idea of us following him into the towlett."
"Ordinary Wizarding Levels," Lewis explained,
seeing Harry's puzzled look. "I speak Percy. Told him I follow him everywhere, unless he joined us. He figured that included the toilet. He seemed not to like that."
"Would you have?" Asked Harry.
"Yes," Said Lewis.
"You would," Said Fred. "You used the toilet,
while I was in the shower."
"And you saw I had the same parts." Said Lewis.
"But I think I suppose you when I got in with you."
"It did, but you where also six." Said Fred.
"Bill got twelve, too. If we're not careful,
we'll have another Head Boy in the family.
I don't think I could stand the shame."
"After him you know I will be the next right?" Asked Lewis.
Bill was the oldest Weasley brother.
"Don't not how Mum and Dad are going to afford all our school stuff this year," said George after a while.
"At least we don't need Five sets of Lockhart books!
We still need Rob robes and a wand and everything."
"That will not be a problem either." Said Lewis.
Mrs. Weasley woke them all early the following Wednesday. After a quick half-dozen bacon sandwiches each,
they pulled on their coats and Mrs. Weasley took a flowerpot off the kitchen mantelpiece and peered inside.
"We're running low, Arthur," she sighed.
"We'll have to buy some more today … ah well, Potters first! After you, Harry dear!" And she offered them the flowerpot.
the Twins stared at the pot.
"What am I supposed to do?" Harry stammered.
"Through we were going to the Alley."
"I don't know, did not know we keep ash in a flowerpot or why are they offering us some? We are guarding, instead?"
Asked Lewis. "I don't get it. This one is new?
Did you notice this before?"
"Not that I remember?" Said Harry.
"They have never travelled by Flo powder,"
said Ron suddenly. "Sorry, guys, I forgot.
Remember till last year they were kept here in secret,
they did not even leave this house."
"We are going to travel through the chimney like Santa?"
Asked Lewis.
"Never?" said Mr. Weasley. "But how did you get to Diagon Alley to buy your school things last year?"
"I translocated Hagrid, Harry, Ron, Rob,
you Dad, and Myself." said Lewis.
"I forgot." said Mr. Weasley.
"We are going by Flo powder's, my dears, but goodness me,
if you've never used it before." said Mrs. Weasley.
"Sound fun, let give it a try." Said Lewis.
"He'll be all right, Mum," said Fred. "Watch us first."
He took a pinch of glittering powder out of the flowerpot, stepped up to the fire and threw the powder into the flames.
With a roar, the fire turned emerald green and rose higher than Fred, who stepped right into it, shouted,
"Diagon Alley!" and vanished.
"You must speak clearly, dear," Mrs. Weasley told Harry,
as George dipped his hand into the flowerpot.
"And mind you get out at the right grate."
"The right what?" said Harry nervously, as the fire roared and whipped George out of sight too.
"Well, there are an awful lot of wizard fires to choose from, you know, but as long as you've spoken clearly." Said Molly.
"He'll be fine, Molly, don't fuss," said Mr. Weasley,
helping himself to Flo powder too.
"But dear, if they got lost?" said Molly.
"Well … all right … you go after Arthur, Now,
when you get into the fire, say where you're going."
"And keep your elbows tucked in," Ron advised.
"And your eyes shut," said Mrs. Weasley.
"Don't fidget," said Ron. "Or you might well fall out
of the wrong fireplace, but don't panic and get out too early,
wait until you see Fred and George."
"Harry don't think I will like this," Said Lewis.
Trying hard to bear all this in mind, the twins took a pinch of Flo powder and walked to the edge of the fire.
They took a deep breath, scattered the powder into the flames and stepped forward. The fire felt like a warm breeze;
he opened his mouth and immediately swallowed a lot of hot ash.
"Ni-Nia-gon-ey Vlley," Lewis coughed and Harry Followed.
"What did he say?" Asked Molly.
"Not sure, but it was not Diagon Alley." Said Ron.
"Warried, very warried. We could have just Translocated.
He very good at it. Where is Niniagoney Valley?"
"Not sure," Said Arthur.
It felt as though he was being sucked down a giant drain.
He seemed to be spinning very fast … the roaring in his ears was deafening … he tried to keep his eyes open but the whirl of green flames made him feel sick … something hard knocked his elbow and he tucked it in tightly, still spinning and spinning … now it felt as though cold hands were slapping his face … squinting through his glasses he saw a blurred stream of fireplaces and snatched glimpses of the rooms beyond.
Lewis' bacon sandwiches were churning inside him.
He closed his eyes again wishing it would stop, and then he fell, face forward, onto carpet his glasses fell on the stone and his glasses shatter then Harry stood up and started looking around.
"I hope you seeing something good up there?" asked Lewis.
"Yes, lots of strange thangs?" Asked Harry.
"Would you happen to be about done?" Asked Lewis.
"Think I seen all I can." Said Harry.
"If you almost done, look what you're standing on,
and if you don't mind getting off?" Asked Lewis.
"Off what?" Asked Harry.
"Nothing important, just my back!" said Lewis.
"Oh sorry," said Harry getting off his twin, "You, ok?"
Dizzy and bruised, covered in soot, Lewis got gingerly to his feet, Harry was holding his broken glasses up to his eyes.
They were quite alone, but where they were,
they had no idea. All he could tell was that they was standing in the stone fireplace of what looked like a large,
dimly lit wizard's shop – but nothing in here was ever likely to be on a Hogwarts school list. Lewis then fixed their glasses.
A glass case nearby held a withered hand on a cushion,
a blood-stained pack of cards and a staring glass eye.
Evil-looking masks leered down from the walls, an assortment of human bones lay upon the counter and rusty,
spiked instruments hung from the ceiling. Even worse, the dark, narrow street was definitely not Diagon Alley.
"Harry, we need to get out of wherever we are."
said Lewis. Nose still stinging where it had hit the hearth,
back hearting from where Harry had landed on
him with his knees then stood.
"You ok Lewis?" asked Harry.
"I am fine," said Lewis.
"I landed on you, then stood on you, your back must hurt,"
said Harry. "Don't lie, I know you are."
"Tell you what tech you will how to rub down my back at home,
if you're feeling bad about it, I like it when you touch me,
till then let get out of here. Because sweety,
nothing can be done about it now,
you still weigh almost nothing at all,
and we must get out of here." Said Lewis. "This place is so dark, and don't mean the lighting."
They made their way swiftly and silently towards the door,
but before he'd got halfway towards it,
two people appeared on the other side of the glass and one of them was the very last person the twins wanted
to meet when he was lost, covered in soot.
Draco Malfoy. Lewis then made them both invisible and Lewis moved them to the corner.
Seconds later, a bell clanged, and Malfoy stepped into the shop.
The man who followed could only be his father.
He had the same pale, pointed face and identical cold grey eyes. Mr. Malfoy crossed the shop, looking lazily at the items on display, and rang a bell on the counter before turning to his son and saying, "Touch nothing."
Malfoy, who had reached for the glass eye, Draco said,
"I thought you were going to buy me a present."
"I said I would buy you a racing broom," said his father, drumming his fingers on the counter.
"What's the good of that if I'm not in the house team?"
said Malfoy, looking sulky and bad-tempered.
"The Potter twins got a Nimbus Two Thousand last year.
Special permission from Dumbledore so they could play for Gryffindor. There's not even that good,
it's just because their famous. Famous for having a stupid scar on his forehead." Malfoy bent down to examine a shelf full of skulls. "Everyone thinks he's so smart,
wonderful Potters Twins with their scars and broomsticks."
"You have told me this at least a dozen times already,"
said Mr. Malfoy, with a look at his son, "and I would remind you that it is not prudent to appear less than fond of Potter twins either of them, not when most of our kind regard them as the hero who made the Dark Lord disappear."
"Ah, Mr. Borgin." A stooping man had appeared behind the counter, smoothing his greasy hair back from his face.
"Mr. Malfoy, what a pleasure to see you again,"
said Mr. Borgin in a voice as oily as his hair.
"Delighted and young Master Malfoy, too charmed.
How may I be of assistance? I must show you, just in today,
and very reasonably priced…"
"I'm selling today, Mr. Borgin," said Mr. Malfoy.
"Selling?" The smile faded slightly from Mr. Borgin's face.
"You have heard, of course, that the Ministry is conducting more raids," said Mr. Malfoy, taking a roll of parchment from his inside pocket and unravelling it for Mr. Borgin to read.
"I have a few – ah – items at home that might embarrass me,
if the Ministry were to call …'
Mr. Borgin fixed a pince-nez to his nose and looked down the list. "The Ministry wouldn't presume to trouble you, sir, surely?"
Mr. Malfoy's lip curled. "I have not been visited yet.
The name Malfoy still commands a certain respect,
yet the Ministry grows ever more meddlesome.
There are rumors about a new Muggle Protection Act – no doubt that flea-bitten, Muggle-loving fool Arthur Weasley
is behind it."
The twins felt a hot surge of anger.
And several bottles exploded, "What just happened?"
Asked Draco.
"And as you see, certain of these poisons might make it appear,
and get a lot of trouble," Said Mr. Malfoy.
"I understand, sir, of course," said Mr. Borgin. "Let me see."
"Can I have that?" interrupted Draco, pointing at the withered hand on its cushion.
"Ah, the Hand of Glory!' said Mr. Borgin, abandoning
Mr. Malfoy's list and scurrying over to Draco.
"Insert a candle and it gives light only to the holder!
Best friend of thieves and plunderers!
Your son has fine taste, sir."
"'I hope my son will amount to more than a thief or a plunderer, Borgin," said Mr. Malfoy coldly.
Mr. Borgin said quickly, "No offence, sir, no offence meant."
"Though if his school marks don't pick up," said Mr. Malfoy, more coldly still, "that may indeed be all he is fit for."
"It's not my fault," retorted Draco. "The teachers all have favorites, that Hermione Granger or Potter Twins or Weasleys or a rumored group known as the Brotherhood of the Owl."
"Ha!" said Harry under his breath, pleased to see Draco looking both abashed and angry.
"I would have thought you'd be ashamed that a girl of no wizard family beat you in every exam," snapped Mr. Malfoy.
Lewis nudged him and through,
'We are inviable only, not silenced.'
"It's the same all over," said Mr. Borgin, in his oily voice.
"Wizard blood is counting for less everywhere."
"Not with me," said Mr. Malfoy, his long nostrils flaring.
"No, sir, nor with me, sir," said Mr. Borgin, with a deep bow.
"In that case, perhaps we can return to my list,"
said Mr. Malfoy shortly. "I am in something of a hurry, Borgin, I have important business elsewhere today."
They started to haggle. Harry watched nervously as Draco drew nearer and nearer to them, examining the objects for sale.
He paused to examine a long coil of hangman's rope and to read, smirking, the card propped on a magnificent necklace of opals: Caution: Do Not Touch. Cursed – Has Claimed the Lives of Nineteen Muggle Owners to Date.
Draco turned away and saw the cabinet right in front of him. He walked forward. He stretched out his hand for the handle.
"Done," said Mr. Malfoy at the counter. "Come, Draco!"
Harry wiped his forehead on his sleeve as Draco turned away.
"Good day to you, Mr. Borgin, I'll expect you at the manor tomorrow to pick up the goods."
The moment the door had closed, Mr. Borgin dropped his oily manner. "Good day yourself, Mister Malfoy, and if the stories are true, you haven't sold me half of what's
hidden in your manor?"
Muttering darkly, Mr. Borgin disappeared into a back room.
The twins waited for a minute in case he came back, then, quietly as the twins could, slipped past the glass cases and out of the shop door but became visible before exiting.
They had emerged into a dingy alleyway that seemed to be made up entirely of shops devoted to the Dark Arts.
The one they just left, Borgin and Burkes,
looked like the largest, but opposite was a nasty window display of shrunken heads, and two doors down, a large cage was alive with gigantic black spiders.
Two shabby-looking wizards were watching him from the shadow of a doorway, muttering to each other.
Feeling jumpy, the twins set off hoping against hope they be able to find a way out of there.
An old wooden street sign hanging over a shop selling poisonous candles told him he was in Knockturn Alley.
This didn't help, as Harry had never heard of such a place,
but Lewis said, "We should not be here this street is nothing but bad news, nothing but dark arts is done here."
He supposed he hadn't spoken clearly enough through his mouthful of ashes back in the Weasleys' fire.
Trying to stay calm, he wondered what to do.
"Not lost are you, my dear?" said a voice in his ear,
making Harry jump.
An aged witch stood in front of him, holding a tray of what looked horribly like whole human fingernails.
She leered at him, showing mossy teeth. Harry backed away.
Before Hagrid could say anything, Lewis grabbed Harry's Hand,
then Lewis translocated him and Harry to the Leaky Caldron.
"HARRY! LEWIS! What do you think you're doing down there?"
asked Hagrid after they disappeared.
"We're a mess!" said Harry.
Lewis did a spell to clean them both up. He walked over to the bar and sat down with Harry on stools and Lewis said,
"Hi Mr. Deadman…" Started Lewis.
"One of you is Harry and who the other?" Asked Deadman.
"I am Harry." Said Harry. "He is my twin, Lewis."
"Might not have seen me last year,
was a little nervous last year around crowds." Said Lewis.
"And everyone was on us at once."
"It is all good." Said Deadman.
"Mr. Deadman is there something you got to calm the nerves and settle the stomach? I would like a triple." Said Lewis.
"Then I want three cups, cold."
"Got just the thang, what got you so unsettled,"
Asked Deadman. "You look shaky at the minuet."
"Do you know what the Flo Network is?" Asked Lewis.
"Yes," Said Deadman.
"I hate it, never, never, never, never ever again." Said Lewis.
"Wonder where the rest are?"
"Did you hear Hagrid?" Asked Harry.
"Don't think so." Said Lewis.
Hagrid had made it back to Diagon Alley, and Gringotts bank,
and Molly ran up and asked, "Have you seen Harry or Lewis, there missing?"
"Seen the Twins a few minutes ago, but they disappeared,
not sure now." Said Hagrid. "Well let's find them."
"Lewis can translocate, he can be anywhere." Said Molly.
Ron heard, 'Ron where are you, are you with Mom.'
Then Ron stopped in his steps hearing Lewis.
"Yes, there here." Said Ron, then they all looked at him.
"Where are you, my sweet.' Through Lewis. "And Rob?"
"I am at Gringotts bank, he is to." Said Ron, "Where are you?"
'The Leaky Cauldron.' Through Lewis. 'Finishing me a second drink with Harry starting a third. Hate that travel method."
The rest where still looking at Ron like he was crazy, then Molly walked up to Ron and said, "Ron who are you talking to?"
"Can you find your way to us,
or do you need us to come to you?" Asked Ron.
'Came to us we are getting drinks,
I can translocate you and mini here if you want me to?'
Through Lewis. 'Can't leave Mini out."
"Wait," then he look at his Mom, "Sorry what did you say?"
Asked Ron.
"Who are you talking to, as if I did not know?" Asked Molly.
"Lewis, he at the Leaky Cauldron." Said Ron.
"He hates our method of travel." Then Ron and Rob disappeared and was now standing in front of Lewis.
Lewis hugged Ron and Rob and said, "My husbands that method was bad, turned my stomach and through me out on a strange street." Then hugged Rob to.
"What was the name of the street?" Asked Ron.
"Don't want to go back to munch darkness.
The ministry need to raid that place." Said Lewis.
"You're not going there."
"You must mean Knockturn Alley, I always wanted to
see that place." Said Ron. "But Mom want let us."
"Your sweet self should never ever be there,"
Said Lewis after starting his third drink.
"I did not want to be there."
Then the rest of the Weasleys show up.
"Skulking around Knockturn Alley, dodgy place,
twins, don't want no one to see yeh down there."
"How you know we were in Knockturn Alley?" Asked Lewis.
"You disappeared in front of me, before I could get you attention." Said Hagrid.
"What were you doing down there, anyway?" asked Lewis.
"I was looking fer a Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent,"
growled Hagrid. "They're ruining the school cabbages."
"If you don't want to tell us why you down there fine,
you know we figure it out." Said Lewis. "We always do."
"How come yeh never wrote back to me?" said Hagrid.
They explained all about Dobby.
"Ruddy elf," growled Hagrid. "If I would have known…"
"What would you have done, hurt him?
You got too big of a heart for that," said Lewis.
"Twins," Mr. Weasley panted. "We hoped you'd only gone one grate too far." He mopped his glistening bald patch.
"Molly's frantic." With Fred, George following.
"Where did you come out?" Fred asked.
"Knockturn Alley," said Hagrid grimly.
"Brilliant!" said Fred and George together.
"We've never been allowed in," said Ron enviously.
"There nothing in that Alley you need so why should you be,
I did not want to go in there, so munch darkness,
so munch darkness," said Lewis. "Dad you guys should raid that place, so munch evil in one street. Then rebuild it."
"We keep an eye on that place regular already." Said Arthur.
"We were fine, not using that again, translocation is so much nicer and exact." Said Lewis. "Also, if there was going to be a next time no eating before, using that Flo Network."
"Well, got to be off," said Hagrid, who was having his hand wrung by Mrs. Weasley.
Molly said "Knockturn Alley! If you hadn't found him, Hagrid!"
Hagrid looked at the twins again and said,
"What happened up top? Like the new look."
"We match our family. All our brothers, Mom, and Dad.
They all have red hear, we wanted to match." Said Lewis.
"Would love to gain the freckles, there so cute on them."
Said Harry. "That would be neat."
"You to?" Asked Lewis, "You sure." Smiled Lewis.
Then after a few minuets they both now had freckles.
"You, right they look good on you. See you at Hogwarts!"
And he strode away, head and shoulders taller than anyone else in the packed street.
Rob run up and said, "Hi Hagrid, glad to meet you, again."
"Ron your you shrank," Said Hagrid. "Molly you feeding this one? He shrinking." Think picked him up and hugged him.
"I not Ron, you know I am Rob," Said Rob.
"Oh, you are, Ron your twin there a cute smaller version of you." Said Hagrid. "Guess you love this little guy a lot."
"I know, love my little mini-me." Said Ron.
"Our Mini-Ron, Ron," Said Lewis. "We are married now."
"You married them both?" Asked Hagrid.
"Yes, must have them both." Said Lewis, "There mine."
"Mom we were fine. Guess who I saw in Borgin and Burkes?"
Harry asked Ron as they climbed the Gringotts steps.
"Malfoy and his father." Said Lewis.
"Did Lucius Malfoy buy anything?" said Mr. Weasley.
"No, he was selling, I glimpsed his mind and seen the list,
will make it for you latter if you want,
you should raid him," said Lewis. "Would be the best Birthday and Christmas gift for ten years."
"So, he's worried," said Mr. Weasley with grim satisfaction.
"Oh, I'd love to get Lucius Malfoy for something."
"Now the time, so munch evil and Death Eater stuff,"
Said Lewis, "you could get him for life.
Also have a list of those he killed. There a few of these items that would put him in Series old cell for a long time. The biggest death eater item collection, would make you Prime Minister."
"You be careful, Arthur," said Mrs. Weasley sharply,
as they were ushered into the bank by a bowing goblin at the door. "That family's trouble, don't go biting off
more than you can chew."
Lewis bowed back at the goblin and said Thank You to the Goblin in the goblin own langue. "Now Mom, Dad is way more powerful than that coward, Dad could take him out with one hand behind his back." Said Lewis. "Is that not right Dad?
You way out class that thang."
"That right," said Arthur glowing.
Molly looked like she through he was crazy.
"Do you disagree? He is the greatest wizard of all times,
better then Albus Dumbledore or Merlin himself."
Now Arthur keep smiling at Lewis.
"You mean that don't you?" Asked Molly.
"You married him. He is the best there is." Said Lewis.
"You did not have to. We could have gone to a Boy Home.
But you took us in, trained us right, take care of our own."
"In many ways you are in a boy's home, all boys." Said Molly,
"But me, and I love it. So many cute bums."
"You are ours." Said Arthur.
Lewis and Harry were led off to their underground vaults by another Gringotts goblin. The vaults were reached by means of small, goblin-driven carts that sped along miniature
train-tracks through the bank's underground tunnels.
Harry enjoyed the breakneck journey down, but Lewis did not.
This time he was hugging Rob, he again got so green, by the time they stopped at Weasleys' vault, he moved Rob into Ron's arms and he threw up over the side, "Lewis are you ok?" Asked Molly.
"No, he is not he got this sick last time." Said Harry,
while Lewis got sick over the side again.
"Hate this ride sorry." Said Lewis, "I hope no one down there got hit by the splatter," then got sick over the edge again.
When they opened the vault, they saw large stack of gallons.
With a note, saying hope this helps, two million gallons.
"That a lot of gold, right?" Asked Harry. "How much does school cost if that can't cover it."
"Think we are at the wrong vault." Said Molly.
"No, right vault. Someone gifted you the gold." Said Griphook.
Mrs. Weasley got some gold out to cover school for their kids.
Then they got back in and where now in front of vault 6969.
'Mr. Griphook please wait to open.' Lewis was still in the car, again he threw up over the side, "Mr. Griphook sorry about all the mess." Said Lewis with a shameful look on his face.
"It is fine, it has happened before and will happen again."
said Mr. Griphook. "Especial you."
"Dad can you help steady myself I a little woozy." Said Lewis.
Arthur helped Lewis out, and Harry said, "This is not our vault."
"Do love the number, right?" Asked Lewis.
The boys saw the number, then started laughing.
Arthur just stared at it. Lewis whispered into his ears.
"Really, Lewis?" Said Arthur.
"I need all of you to keep this secret." Said Lewis.
They all agreed. Then Griphook opened the door.
Then they saw the vault. Lewis went and got four rings and made two copies, putting the originals back, handing one set to Harry.
Lewis then put the cloak on a shelf.
"You got the gold put in our vault?" Asked Arthur.
"Possibly." Said Lewis.
"But why?" Asked Arthur.
"We are yours, right?" Asked Lewis.
"Yes," Said Arthur.
"Then you answered the question." Said Lewis.
Arthur went up and looked and they put some galleons into the bags for Lewis and Harry for their school supplies and a broom for the Weasleys and Oliver.
Back outside on the marble steps,
they all separated. Percy muttered vaguely about needing
a new quill. Lewis sat down on the bench and Molly joined him.
"Are you feeling better now?" Asked Molly.
"That dam tram is to munch for my motion sickness,
apparently does not bother Harry." Said Lewis,
"But the fresh air is helping me."
Fred and George had spotted their friend from Hogwarts,
Lee Jordan. Mrs. Weasley and Rob were going to a robe shop. "We'll all meet at Flourish and Blots in an hour to buy your schoolbooks," said Mrs. Weasley.
"And not one step down Knockturn Alley!"
she shouted at the twins' retreating backs.
"Mom is that Alley that close?" Asked Lewis.
"Yes," Molly stated, "See the sign there."
Then the twins saw the sign that said Knockturn Alley.
"Oh, wow, Harry I translocated so quickly,
did not realize it was that short a jump." Said Lewis.
"Let go with Mini on his first go." Said Lewis.
"First stop is where we got our robs,
consider it our gift." They went into Madam robs shop.
They walked up to her, "You have one more of us to fit into robs,
our Mini-Ron." Said Lewis. "And Me and Harry could use a few more robs. So could Ron. What do you think of Mini-Ron?"
"Ron your Mini-Ron is cute." She said.
They all got measured and new robs made.
Then they followed them to the wand shop for a new wand for Ron and Rob. Then Lewis said, "Now for some more fun,
right Rob. Before the book store."
Harry, Ron, and Rob followed Lewis off to the strolled off along the winding, cobbled street down to Quality Quidditch Supplies, Lewis through to Harry distract Ron.
Then Lewis bought not one but seven Nimbus 2001
and hide them in his special bag, which was bigger on the inside,
but looked like The TARDIS on the outside.
The bag of gold, silver and bronze jangling cheerfully in twins' pocket was clamoring to be spent, so Harry bought four large strawberry and peanut-butter ice-creams which they slurped happily as they wandered up the alley, examining the fascinating shop windows. Ron gazed longingly at a full set of Chudley Cannon robes in the windows of 'Quality Quidditch Supplies'
Lewis dragged them off to Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop, they met Fred, George and Lee Jordan,
who were stocking up on 'Dr Filibuster's Fabulous Wet-Start, No-Heat Fireworks'.
"Fred and George, you like my surprise for you,
but not telling you tell latter." Said Lewis.
"Is it good?" Asked Fred.
"Yes," Said Lewis, "Very."
Then in a tiny junk shop full of broken wands,
wonky brass scales and old cloaks covered in potion stains they found Percy, deeply immersed in a small and deeply boring book
called Prefects Who Gained Power. "A study of Hogwarts Prefects and their later careers," Ron read aloud off the back cover. "That sounds fascinating."
Lewis hugged him, and said "If this is what you like,
then I am happy, might have to borrow it from you."
Then Lewis paid for the book for Percy. "It is yours now."
"Really." Said Percy.
"Yes, you are our big brother." Said Lewis,
"We got to steak together, we love our Percy.
Is that not right Ron and Mini?"
"Yes, it is, we love our Percy." Said Rob, run up
and hugging Percy.
"Lewis, I think you converted Rob." Said Percy.
"Probably," said Ron, "Lewis does like his Rob,
and Ron, and Harry. And he got us hooked on hugs."
"There are wonderful right?" Asked Lewis.
"Course, he's very ambitious, Percy, he's got it all planned out … he wants to be Minister of Magic …" Ron told Harry and Lewis in an undertone, as they left Percy to it.
"If that what makes him happy. Remember he is one of us."
Said Lewis, "and we love him."
An hour later, they headed for Flourish and Blotts.
They were by no means the only ones making their way to the bookshop. As they approached it, they saw to their surprise a large crowd jostling outside the doors, trying to get in.
The reason for this was proclaimed by a large banner stretched across the upper windows.
GILDEROY LOCKHART
will be signing copies of his autobiography
MAGICAL ME
Today 12.30 – 4.30 pm
"We can actually meet him!" Hermione squealed.
"I mean, he's written almost the whole booklist!"
"That fraud is our new teacher, otherwise our book list would not be that garbage." Said Lewis. The crowd seemed to be made up mostly of witches around Mrs. Weasley's age.
A harassed-looking wizard stood at the door, saying,
"Calmly, please ladies don't push, there … mind the books, now."
The Weasleys and Hermione squeezed inside.
A long queue wound right to the back of the shop,
where Gilderoy Lockhart was signing his books.
They sneaked up the line to where the rest of the Weasleys were standing with Mr. and Mrs. Granger.
"Oh, there you are, good," said Mrs. Weasley.
She sounded breathless. "Did you have some fun."
"Yep, always have fun with them." Said Rob.
"We love our Rob." Said Lewis.
"We'll be able to see him in a minute." Mrs. Weasley.
"Can someone explain why this is a good thang?" asked Lewis.
Gilderoy Lockhart came slowly into view,
seated at a table surrounded by large pictures of his own face, all winking and flashing dazzlingly white teeth at the crowd.
The real Lockhart was wearing robes of forget-me-not blue which exactly matched his eyes. His pointed wizard's hat was set at a jaunty angle on his wavy hair.
A short, irritable-looking man was dancing around taking photographs with a large black camera that emitted puffs of purple smoke with every blinding flash.
"Out of the way, there," he snarled at Ron,
moving back to get a better shot.
"This is for the Daily Prophet."
"Big deal," said Ron, rubbing his foot where the photographer had stepped on it. Gilderoy Lockhart heard him.
He looked up. He saw Ron – and then he saw Lewis.
HEREHERE
"Sur, watch where you step, you crushed my boyfriend foot,"
Said Lewis, who was not checking his foot healing it.
"You broke bones down there."
He stared. Then he leapt to his feet and positively shouted,
"It can't be Harry Potter?"
The crowd parted, whispering excitedly. Lockhart dived forward, seized Lewis' arm, but got shocked. The crowd burst into applause. Lewis' face burned with rage as Lockhart tried to shake Lewis' hand for the photographer but quickly pulled it away, who was clicking away madly, wafting thick
smoke over the Weasleys.
"Nice big smile, Harry," said Lockhart, through his own gleaming teeth. "Together, you and I are worth the front page."
"I am Lewis, why are you pawing at me, you an old fraud,"
said Lewis. He tried to sidle back over to the Weasleys,
but Lockhart threw an arm around his shoulders and clamped him tightly to his side. Then Lewis shocked him.
"Let go of me, old fraud." Letting Lewis go.
"If your Lewis where Harry?" asked Lockhart.
"There, but leave him alone to, fraud." Said Lewis.
"Stop touching me." Now smacking his hand, then Arthur get between them and his boys. "Dad can you keep him off me?"
"Lockheart stop touching them." Said Arthur.
Lewis now standing behind Arthur, now hugging him from behind keeping eye on Lockheart at the same time.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said loudly, waving for quiet.
"What an extraordinary moment this is!
The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time!" said Lockhart.
"You are going public with the fact you are taking up the spot of Hogwarts worst Defense Agent the Dark Arts teacher,
a spot your extremely underqualified for," said Lewis.
"There is least one thang."
"What is that?" asked Lockhart.
"The people that take up that spot only last one year."
said Lewis, "You will be no different, dead by next summer,
or arrested or disappeared by summer."
"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that, this September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" said Lockhart,
then realized what he just said and responded to it.
"What do you mean underqualified for?"
"I read your books, there not even good for fire starters."
said Lewis. "I tried."
The crowd cheered and clapped, and Harry and Lewis found himself being presented with the entire works of
Gilderoy Lockhart. Staggering slightly under their weight,
he managed to make his way out of the limelight to the edge of the room, where Percy was standing next Rob and
his new cauldron.
"You have these Percy," Harry mumbled to him,
tipping the books into the cauldron we have a set already.
"Rob, you can have mine," said Lewis.
The newspaper man reporter then asked,
"Do you really think he is underqualified?"
Lockhart was standing within earshot,
but then asked anyway, "Have you read this man's books?"
"Yes." Said the Reporter.
"Then you to see why this fraud is underqualified,
would not trust him with anything magic wise.
I can just see through the lies is all." Said Lewis.
"Can we quote you." Said the reporter.
"Sure." Said Lewis. "No one going care what I think through,
just another underage wizard, I am less than a no one."
"You are one of the famous Potters, you are wrong, lots do." Said the Reporter.
"You really think so? There are so many important wizards of this age out there. Arthur Weasley, Dumbledore, Flitwick,
Hagrid, Ollivander, Charley Weasley, William Weasley,
next to them we have done nothing."
"But you…" Started the reporter.
"Don't say because of the hollow." Said Lewis. "Bad example."
Then Lockhart said, "You know slander is wrong?"
"Slander means I was telling lies, I don't lie." Said Lewis.
"Do you think you know more than I do?" Said Lockhart.
"My Rob know more then you." Said Lewis, "But he my shadow,
what else should we expect."
"I know who Harry is, but not you." Said Lockhart.
"I am Lewis, Lewis James Potter, Harry twin brother,
son of Lilly and James Potter, and yes I know more then you.
I have read you books. I know I do." Said Lewis.
"But I also have had more happen to me to."
"Doubt that." Said Lockhart.
"Lockhart is you family alive?" Asked Lewis.
"Yes." Said Lockhart.
"Has anyone tried to murder you five times?" Asked Lewis.
"No." Said Lockhart.
"You don't know my history, do you?" Said Lewis.
"Not really." Said Lockhart.
"How did you get my Dumbledore to hire you?" Asked Lewis.
"You must have something on him."
"Then I change you to a knowledge quiz." Said Lockhart.
"Sure, ok each wave will be ten questions, me first,
question one, what is the real name of Voldemort?
The one he was given at his birth?" Asked Lewis.
"Don't know." Said Lockhart.
"Tom M. Riddle. Question two, who was the last person Voldemort use the killing curse on," Asked Lewis.
"Harry Potter." Said Lockhart.
"Incorrect, me, Lewis James Potter." Said Lewis.
"Question three, is Voldemort dead?"
"Yes." Said Lockhart.
"No, he is not, he is still out there trying to come back,
he tried to kill me at the end of the school year." Said Lewis.
"Since you gotten them all wrong game over."
"Can we quote you on Voldemort being alive?"
Asked the reporter, "And your questions he could not answer."
"Sure." Said Lewis.
"But you really think 'He' did not die when he attacked you?
That he somehow survived back then." Asked The reporter.
"Yes, he tried to kill me at end of the last school year,"
said Lewis, "He is still dangerous, tell he is taken out fully,
he did use an unforgivable curse, the core and most
unforgivable curse."
"Thank you." Said the reporter and walked off.
"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" said a voice they had no trouble recognizing. He found himself face to face with Draco Malfoy, who was wearing his usual sneer.
"Famous Potters," said Malfoy. "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page."
"Leave my boys alone, he didn't want all that!"
said Rob. He was glaring at Malfoy.
"Potters, your boyfriend talking for you!"
drawled Malfoy. Rob went scarlet as Ron and Hermione fought their way over, Lewis hugged Rob. "He is mine. He is smarter then you, after all."
"Oh, it's you," said Ron, looking at Malfoy as if he were something unpleasant on the sole of his shoe.
"Bet you're surprised to see Lewis here, eh?"
"Not as surprised as I am to see you in a shop, Weasley," retorted Malfoy. "I suppose your parents will go hungry for a month to pay for that lot."
Ron went as red as Rob. He started towards Malfoy,
but Lewis hugged Ron and glued him in place.
"Draco you don't remember what happened last time you insulted my family, do you want a matching eye?" Asked Lewis.
"Lewis let me go." Ordered Ron.
"No, nope, not going happen." Said Lewis.
"Ron!" said Mr. Weasley, struggling over with Fred and George. "What are you doing? It's mad in here, let's go outside."
"Well, well, well – Arthur Weasley." Said Malfoy.
It was Mr. Malfoy. He stood with his hand on Draco's shoulder, sneering in just the same way. "Lucius," said Mr. Weasley.
"Busy time at the Ministry, I hear," said Mr. Malfoy.
"All those raids … I hope they're paying you overtime?"
He reached into Rob's cauldron but got shocked.
"Obviously not," he said. "Dear me, what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even
pay you well for it?"
Mr. Weasley flushed darker than either Ron or Rob,
then he had tried to throw himself at Mr. Malfoy,
but Lewis glued him in place to.
Then Lewis said, "At least my dad here not a Death Eater,
and in the inner circle of Voldemort and a killer,
who used the most unforgivable cure, the killing curse."
"You got no proof." Said Lucius.
"Very defense, are we?" Said Lewis. "I know you were,
you were outside my house, when your master Voldemort was upstairs killing my family, with your lover,"
giving him a look, "Why did you stay outside, while he did the dirty work, did not want a front row seat, you killed others,
maybe we can get you a cell with your friends."
Mr. Malfoy charged at Lewis, grabbing him and picking him up by his shirt and stared shaking him and said,
"One should be careful what threats one says."
Ron started forward but waved them back.
"There not threats there promises." Said Lewis.
Then he started shaking Lewis. "Take it back."
Molly ran up like a bullet train,
"Stop shaking…" started Molly then Lewis through up all over Lucius from head to foot. "…and abusing Lewis now,
or you're going regret it." Said Molly and Lewis again through up on Lucius again. "I did warn you, but this is on you.
Lucius you need a shower or five." Then one again through up.
A Auror walked up and started tapping Lucius on the shoulder,
"Put him down now." He again through up on Lucius,
he put Lewis on his feet. "You are under arrest for assaulting a minor." Two more Aurores walked up and grabbed Lucius away.
Molly stopped quickly, then said, "Where did all that come from,
no way you had that munch in your stomach."
"What do you mean?" Asked Lucius.
"That was what you ate in the last two months." Said Molly.
"You been tracking what I eat, Mom?" Asked Lewis
"Been trying to get you to eat more." Said Molly.
"Ron you're in on this, starting that new thang where you
feed me?" Asked Lewis, "You have been having fun with it."
Lewis did a spell and pulled the book from Lucius hand.
"I assume you can afford your own copy. I am on a bad diet,
if I threw up anymore, I am going to die, I have through up my body weight so far today." Said Lewis.
Lewis got up and made it to a nearby seat,
and Draco walked over to Lewis, "Are you ok?" Asked Draco.
"I think I am, the Floo travel, then the tram in that bank,
then all the shaking, although I think you Dad came out
just as bad, I think I got him from head to foot,
but he should not have been shaking me like that."
Said Lewis, then Lewis tried to stand up slowly,
"Ok felling more normal now. Got to be out of ammo now."
Then Lupin walked up and asked, "Are you going to file a report?" Asked Lupin.
"No…" Started Lewis.
"Yes, we are." Said Molly.
"No." Said Lewis.
"Yes, I am he shook you bad enough to make you vomit,
bad enough to make you collapse on the street." Said Molly,
"So yes there will be a report filled."
"I said no," Said Lewis.
"Arthur," Said Molly, he walked over. "As Lewis said it,
your words on thangs like this are the final word.
You want Lucius arrested for shaking Lewis,
then making him spew like a volcano so bad he can't stand."
"Lewis, what do you want?" Asked Arthur.
"No," Said Lewis.
"You know that thang where I lesion, but make my own mind."
Said Arthur. "He made you get sick. So, this will be one of those times where I lesion to you but make a different choice.
Lupin arrest him and file a report."
"Lewis I am sorry for what my Dad did to you." Said Draco.
"But you covered him good."
"Sure, my Mom would be ok with it, but do you want to come with us to the Leaky Cauldron till you Mom shows up to get you.
We don't want to leave you here by yourself. Hi Mr. Mooney."
"Harry how do you know who…" started Lupin.
"I am Lewis, Lewis James Potter-Weasley,"
walking up to them was Harry. "That Harry my twin,
Mister Moony knows there two of us,
you where Misters Prong and Padfoot and the rat Wormtail friend when you were at school."
"How do you know those names?" asked Lupin.
"You mean the Marauders Classic, the Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers?" asked Lewis, Lewis pulling out a copy he made of the map, "you remember this right.
I also know you secret behind your nickname,
but like my first Dad, will keep your secret to,
one was my First Dad and my God-father,
the last I put in a supper jail." Hagrid was wading towards them.
Lewis handed Lupin the map, "How do you have one?
This looks newer than it should be." Said Lupin.
"It is one year old, made it last year." Said Lewis.
"You can make the map?" Asked Lupin.
"Yes, I have Prong's copy, Harry has Padfoot's copy,
Your Copy is on display in the HQ, Wartail's copy is in Holographic Map." Said Lewis. "We have dozens of copies that only work for one of the Brothers or Dumbledore."
"What about the originals?" Asked Lupin.
"There locked up and not allowed outside the HQ." Said Lewis.
"HQ of what?" Asked Lupin.
"Not here, come over to The Borrow." Said Lewis.
"Why the Borrow?" Asked Lupin.
"Why not our home, with my brothers, and Mom and Dad?"
Asked Lewis. "We have a new Mom and Dad, right."
"Did you not use to have black hair?" Asked Lupin.
"We did, but we wanted to fit in with our brothers,"
Said Lewis, "It is nice to belong, but we are missing the freckles, might be adding them soon."
"You ignored him, Arthur," said Hagrid,
"Rotten to the core, the whole family, everyone knows that.
No Malfoy's worth listening to. Bad blood, that's what it is. Come on now – let's get out of here."
"I tried but I could not, not sure why." Said Arthur then he saw Lewis smiling and hugging Ron. "Lewis did you stop me somehow."
"He does that, not the first time he did this." Said Ron.
"Mabey, it is possible." Said Lewis with a smile on his face.
The assistant looked as though he wanted to stop them leaving, but he barely came up to Hagrid's waist and seemed to think better of it. They hurried up the street.
"Lewis did you stop Ron and Arthur?" asked Molly.
"Yes, I did." Said Lewis. "Those two where provoking them,
did not want them in trouble. Mini can't lose his big version.
I just got married, would like to keep him."
"You know you good at keeping others out of trouble,
but your bad at doing it for yourself." Said Molly.
"Come on now when do I ever get in trouble?" Asked Lewis.
She just looked at him but said nothing.
"Now I never been in trouble, danger yes, almost killed,
but never in trouble no."
"Your splitting hears." Said Molly.
"He good at that." Said Ron smiling at his Mom.
Lewis pulled Draco in a hug, "Do you need to talk?"
"Mr. Weasley, how long will he be in jail?" Asked Draco.
"Depends on what he says, how he acts with the Aurors,
and…" said Arthur.
"What I have to say." Said Lewis. "not sure they ask me."
But it was a subdued group who headed back to the fireside in the Leaky Cauldron, where the twins, the Weasleys and all their shopping would be travelling back to The Burrow
using Flo powder. They said goodbye to the Grangers,
who were leaving the pub for the Muggle street
on the other side.
"Draco can come with us." Said Molly.
"Let us do this a better way." Said Lewis.
"What would that be?" Asked Molly.
"This." Said Lewis then translocating them back.
"Now was that not better."
"Lewis, did you translocate us?" Asked Molly.
"Yes, it is so much better than Flo Powder." Said Lewis.
"Whoever came up with that idea, should be punished."
Molly went in and contacted Ms. Malfoy and asked her
to come over, they needed to talk a few minutes later
she was there. She then sat down next to Draco, "What wrong?"
Asked Ms. Malfoy looking confused.
Lewis looked at her, with pure hate in his eyes,
he scared them all, he moved so fast, jumping back and pointing his wand at her, and said, "Narcissa Black!"
Then she looked at him, "YOU!" said Narcissa also
pointing her wand.
Lewis translocated Harry, Ron, Rob, and Draco into the house,
and then Molly, Serius, and Arthur came out with Albus,
then Draco came out behind them.
Then Harry ran out and was now by Lewis side pointing his wand at her to. "You're pointing his wand at me." Said Narcissa.
"No, it is mine," Said Harry.
"There two of the same wands." Said Narcissa.
"So much for the claim, 'Every wand is one of a kind'."
"I was thinking the same thang." Said Lewis,
"When he sold us the wands, I used to have a matching one.
I never through I would see you again, you attacked me where I lived, and to think your related to my Serius." Said Lewis. "Someone so good, so nice."
"He is the black sheep in the family." Said Narcissa.
"Serius, my Serius is the bad one. While you killed, tortured,
and turned on your own people." Said Lewis.
"But as I been told before, all families have a bad apple."
"Who is yours?" Asked Narcissa.
"He is pure evil, you probably don't know of him,
he is a shamed uncle, Tom M. Riddle." Said Lewis.
"You know of Voldemort true name." Said Narcissa.
"I know every thang about that shameful peace of garbage,
and as soon as I can put an end to this evil,
he will be gone." Said Lewis. "And you did not go away without bruises either." Keeping his wand pointed at Her.
"So, what is going to happen." Said Narcissa.
Sirius walked up to Lewis and Lewis said, "Sirius I meet
the bad apple of your family, again."
"You meet her before?" Asked Sirius.
"She attacked number four." said Lewis, "How brave you must have felt." Draco finally got up the nerve walked over.
Albus walked up with Lupin just appearing,
"Narcissa you are under arrest for mutable murder." Said Lupin.
"Why is my husband under arrest?" asked Narcissa.
"Your husband?" Said Lewis. "Who?"
"She is now Narcissa Black Malfoy, Draco Mom." Said Sirius.
"Then in that case he attacked a minor, and murdered many people." Said Lewis. "Your related to our Draco."
"You." Said Narcissa.
"Yes, he was shaking me like a ragdoll, mind you he got all my previous meals on him, cleaned my stomach out." Said Lewis.
"He was also putting my Dad down. He is a good man."
"You're a Potter right, your Dad is dead." Said Narcissa.
"Mum he is referring to Mr. Weasley,
they were adopted by them." Said Draco.
Narcissa was then pulled away by Lupin and arrested.
"The Weasleys are the best, they did not have to adopt us,
just glad they did." Said Lewis. "Draco, I think you
should stay with us, your ours now."
"This fells like I am going lose them both,
they are going do something stupid in there." Said Draco.
"If they keep their nose down, they will be fine."
said Lewis. "Dad do you know where Draco's Mom and Dad will be sent, surely it won't be the Super Max prison,
is there a different one?"
"There will be a trail, they will be at Auror HQ.
After if convicted they will be sent to Azkaban." Said Arthur.
"Mabey, they want be, sent there,
but I should be honest they have a history,
we both know they worked with Voldemort,
and as I said if you need to talk let me know."
said Lewis. "I am sorry, but it is the truth."
"I know, but he not pure bad, and he is still my Dad." Said Draco.
"Draco what do you want to do?" Asked Lewis,
"I don't want you to be alone, I want to help you."
"Now they're gone, I got nowhere to go." Said Draco.
"That not true, but I must talk to someone." Said Lewis.
Lupin started talking to Draco, while Lewis went into the kitchen where Harry, Ron, Rob, and Molly where sitting.
"Brothers and Mom I am about to suggest something crazy."
Said Lewis, "Let's bring Draco in for the summer
he should not be alone."
"Your right," said Ron, "you're one hundred percent crazy,
lost you mind."
Then Harry said, "He may be crazy, but might not be
the worst idea. We could make an enemy into a friend."
"I don't care, but with him in our room will Lewis even sleep?"
Said Rob. "He already sleeps only one or two hours a night."
"But this is the right thang, and it is only a couple weeks."
said Lewis and added, "We still need to get him to change he could be a powerful alley. With the three of you in one room,
love watching you all. You know with my guy there I will sleep."
Lewis went upstairs and sat on the couch and Ron sat with him,
when Fred and Gorge walked by and Lewis said,
"Fred and George came here, I got a surprise for you two and one for you to Ron," they came back and walked in.
They open the bag and pull out two new Nimbus 2001.
"You think we can win with those?"
"Yes, we can." Said Fred.
At that minuet Neville and Draco walked in,
"Nice room." Said Neville. Lewis quickly put them away.
"Lewis what he is doing here." Asked Fred.
"Fred, he needs us, both his parents just got arrested."
Said Lewis. "Be a big older loveable brother I know you to be."
"But he is your nemesis." Said Fred.
Lewis started laughing, they looked at him, "No, he not."
Said Lewis. "I never concerned him that."
"You don't, though we were enemies?" Asked Draco.
"Only in your mind, never in mine, you would not have even a smallest chance." Said Lewis. "Let's be friends instead,
instead of making me crush you, don't follow in your fathers' footsteps, if you can prove you self, I can teach you some spells.
And with the plains I have we will be in the same house."
They all spent the rest of the day playing games and watching movies, ate dinner and went to bed.
Draco seen there where only four beds,
"There four beds and six of us."
"It will be easy, my husbands and I share a bed,
Neville and Harry, then you in the last." Suggest Lewis.
"So are Ron and you dating and Neville and Harry?"
Asked Draco. "Not judging, just asking."
"No." Said Lewis, "We married, love my Ron and Rob here."
"And I love my Lewis," Said Ron and kissed Lewis.
They all striped to their underwear, but Draco.
Lewis and Ron laid down, when Rob pushed his bed up to Lewis' and Ron's bed. Draco was staring at Rob but.
"So, you like looking at my Rob's but?" Asked Lewis.
"What?" Asked Draco.
"That a nice but," Said Lewis. "We look at it to."
Then Rob got up on the bed and jumped on Lewis,
hugging him and Lewis hugging him back.
Lewis asked, "So do you like someone at school
or love someone?"
"If I did would have to be someone form Slytherin,
since most of the school hates me and loves you
Potters and Weasleys." Said Draco. "Have you heard of something called The Brotherhood of the Owl?"
Lewis looked at Draco and asked, "Glad you reminded me,
that the second time I heard you say that where did you hear that name before."
"Overheard Oliver and Blaise talking about in the Slytherin common room." Said Draco. "Second time."
"Head you in a shop talking about it." Said Lewis.
"That was you in Born and Blots." Said Draco.
"Yes," Said Lewis, "Dam Floo Network shot us out there.
Draco you going stand there all night or get more comfortable."
"So, you guys always sleep like that?" Asked Draco.
"We are wearing more than usually." Said Lewis.
"You going be here for two weeks think where going
see you at some point. Do you need help."
Then he striped all but his undies. They all looked,
and Lewis said, "You got a cute but."
"You are right cute buns." Said Ron.
"You know what guys, lets sleep like normal." Said Lewis,
"We got to munch on. Rob, please get up for a min."
Lewis got up and lost his undies. Lewis laid back down.
Then Rob lost his and got back on top of Lewis,
now Lewis' hand was back on Rob ass, patting it from time to time or rubbing it.
Then the rest followed including Draco.
Then Lewis said, "Look more nice balls." Draco blushed.
"Told you he can blush."
"He likes doing that Draco." Said Ron.
"This one is cute when he blushes." Said Lewis.
"Draco your one of us. We only miss with each other,
when we care."
"Why do you keep playing with his but Lewis?" Asked Draco.
"Do you not think he has a cute but?" Asked Lewis.
"He does, but you playing with him." Said Draco.
"This is one of my two husbands. This is now my but.
I am hugging him. He loves being right next to us."
Said Lewis, "Usually in skin contact. I also sleep better with someone next to me."
Then Rob got on top of Ron and kissed him,
and they were now hugging each other,
and Lewis was now hugging them both,
then went back to playing with Rob but again.
"Look Draco looks sad. Do you want someone to join you."
Asked Lewis. "We can figure out something.
Do the twins want to sleep together?"
"Sure, I want Rob tonight." Said Ron.
"So does our Draco want someone?" Asked Lewis.
"Sure, bet it fells good to be hugged." Said Draco.
Lewis went and Draco moved over and laid behind him,
and hugged him. "Is that better?" Asked Lewis.
"Yes, munch better then the last time." Said Draco.
"Last time?" Asked Lewis. "Your dad or mum or both?"
"Not now," Said Draco.
"I know the answer," Said Lewis, "I will fix it."
"Lewis, you poking me," Said Draco.
"Sorry but that where that part is, and it is in his nature,"
Said Lewis, "So does Draco like being poked."
"You poking my crack," Said Draco. "And playing ball."
He looked at Ron and through, 'We are going to have to go over security again with the members.'
'Yep,' through Ron.
"I head these rumors, but do you think a group like this could go on without Albus Dumbledore knowledge." Said Lewis.
"He got to be part of it." Said Draco.
"Who do you think leads a group like this and how big do you think it is?" Asked Lewis.
"There some from each house." Said Draco.
"Then this group would be impossible, where would they meet? I know where every house is located, and their entrees but don't know the password." Said Lewis. "Do you think Slytherins would let me in? As far as I know a Gryffindor could not enter Slytherin house. So, who do you think is powerful or popular enough that he could gather people from each house?
Do you see Slytherins following a Gryffindor?"
Then Draco looked directly at Lewis as if the gears were turning in his head, then finely said, "You're the leader Lewis,
with the rest of the Weasleys are in it."
"Why would you say that?" Said Lewis.
"Just a felling is all." Said Draco.
"Good night, Draco." Said Lewis.
They all went to sleep.
