Emily and Harry Potter

by theShadowhuntressNymph

Emily and Harry Potter are twins, while one grows up in the House of Lions and accepted by a family of red heads, the other grows up in the House of Snakes welcomed by a very blonde family. Both dream of different futures but if either wishes to have one at all they must learn to work together to overcome the deadly obstacles in their way.

50. The Campsite

50

Saturday and Sunday passed as they normally would at the Manor. The family enjoyed breakfast together before the two teens, Draco and Emily, would spend an hour or two on dueling practice then move on for a thirty minute session on Occlumency before having the rest of the day to enjoy at their leisure. The pair often chose to go out for a fly on the pitch or when tired they could be found relaxing in the library reading one of the many tomes by the large fireplace.

Today was different though, the Quidditch Cup was being hosted by the British Ministry of Magic and Emily was attending the game with Lucius and Draco. Severus was very adamant that he did not want to attend and had been coerced to go with Narcissa to ensure Sirius and Lupin's potion stores were stocked properly. Emily was certain the man had almost changed his mind on attending but apparently a few hours in France with a man he hated still sounded better to him than a stadium of screaming fans watching a quidditch match.

"I want you both to have a good time but remember to listen to you Father, if he says you're leaving…"

"We leave," Draco finished for his mother before looking at Emily and rolling his eyes. Narcissa had become very protective of the young witch and Emily was not allowed to leave the grounds of the Manor without an adult present which was a bit of a bummer for the teens, who having been old enough to roam Hogsmeade this past year at school, had wanted to spend more of their summer in London, both the muggle and magical sides. Everyone felt uneasy after the developments at the end of the teens' third year and the prophecy that was given.

"I know you think I'm being ridiculous, but this is going to be a very large crowd and ensuring no one slips in to grab Emily is important."

"We're not going to be among the crowd for long," Draco countered. "And we've trained harder than anyone else at Hogwarts, we've earned some down time."

Narcissa seemed to hesitate with her response and looked pleadingly over to her husband as he entered the room.

"Yes, you have," he said smiling at the teens. Kissing his wife on the forehead he turned and looked at the pair in front of him, "Your mother merely worries, times will be changing and she's right to warn you. While the Dark Lord is still in hiding, people are not likely to attribute wrong doings to his cause, and until he calls either Severus or I, we will very much be in the dark about his movements."

"Has anything been going wrong?" Emily asked worried that she might have missed something in the papers.

"Bertha Jorkins went missing about a month ago while on a trip to Albania. It would not usually be something that would catch my attention, Bertha is well known to be pretty incapable of the most basic of tasks. I believe she has been shunted between ten different departments by now and the number of times she has been found wandering the halls trying to find her office is far too many to count. If she had been gone a few extra days, no one would really notice it, she has done it before why not again. To be gone a full month though, and to have been traveling to the last known location where Dumbledore expects the Dark Lord to be hiding…"

"You think she stumbled upon him?"

"Perhaps, gratefully for us her loss will not cause much harm. When a woman is that forgetful, people do not tend to share confidential information with them, but there is always the possibility she stumbled onto something she should not have. She would be very little use to the Dark Lord either way. If she has crossed his path, she will be dead by now."

"Has anyone attempted to look for her?"

"No, Ludo Bagman who is the Head of Magical Games and Sports is her current supervisor and he seems unphased by her disappearance."

"Probably pleased to be rid of her," Severus added joining the group.

Lucius nodded, "With the World Cup and helping to plan the Triwizard Tournament, his time is dominated by matters more important then where she has wondered off to this time."

"I doubt they could spare many people to go searching for her with all of that going on," Narcissa added. "Perhaps you could suggest sending a Hit Wizard or two out to search for her."

"There's not many of them to spare right now either, perhaps it's nothing."

Severus scoffed, it was clear none of the adults believed the woman's disappearance was an accident. "The woman is likely dead, no need to waste resources that will only join her in misfortune. Now, I believe we need to depart. Merlin only knows what the potion stores must look like, and I want to be back to check on one of my own projects at an appropriate time."

Narcissa smirked at the sour man before turning to kiss her husband goodbye. "We will see you all tomorrow morning?"

Lucius and Severus exchanged a look before the blonde nodded to his wife, "Yes, tomorrow morning. You two enjoy France."

Narcissa said quick goodbyes to the teens as Severus rolled his eyes before offering his arm to his friend to escort her from the room. It wasn't long before they heard the woosh of the floo from the next room over.

"Are you both packed and ready?"

The teens nodded their heads, the plan was to attend a breakfast with the Minister and several other dignitaries before heading to the stadium to take in the game. Their elves had set up a tent that they would be staying in overnight on the grounds. Lucius had hesitated about not having the teens return to the Manor for the night but both thought the idea of 'camping' sounded fun. Plus, Draco had argued, that games had been known to go on for days in the past and it was part of the experience to stay on the grounds.

"Good, our portkey is in the Floo Room."

The group made their way to the next room over and held on to the rope that Lucius held out. He tapped the object with his wand and Emily started the five second count down in her head as she had been told. When she reached 'one' she felt a tug start to pull her forward. Everything was spinning and moving so quickly, and then suddenly she could feel the pulling sensation start to release her. Letting go of the rope as she had been taught, she jumped or at least tried to make the motion of jumping and landed successfully on her feet next to Draco and Lucius.

Lucius gave her a sharp nod of approval before a short man wearing a long dark suit approached them. "It's good to see you Lord Malfoy." The man gave a deep bow before nodding to both teens. "It's wonderful you were able to bring your son and Heiress Potter."

"Of course, we could not turn down such a gracious offer from Cornelius."

"I think it is you, who is gracious to us My Lord."

"Thank you, Rupert. Will you be joining us this morning?"

"No, I must stay here and ensure the rest of the Lords make it safely at their designated times."

Lucius nodded and motioned for the teens to follow him as he headed towards a large looking tent in the clearing in front of them. They had landed in a rather wooded area and looking back Emily could see the suited man writing something on a piece of parchment.

"Isn't this our tent?" Draco asked taking Emily's arm to help her through the wooded path in her heels. Narcissa had been insistent that she would need to be more dressed up, even if they were going to a Quidditch match. With her inheritance only a year away now, she needed to portray herself as the heiress to an Ancient House that she was, even at a Quidditch match. She was dressed in black jeans (they had been a compromise), a dark green blouse and a black and dark emerald green cloak. She felt a touch better as Draco was wearing slacks and a white button down with a black and green cloak similar to the witch's.

"It is, I have loaned it to the Minister for this meal as he will not be staying on the grounds tonight."

The teens nodded and followed the man as several Hit Wizards stepped aside to allow them entrance. Inside the tent was much larger than it appeared from outside. The room they were standing in had a small entry that lead to a larger space where a long wooden table was set up, even a chandelier hung from the high pitch of the tent. Emily had been told about magical tents, but it was fascinating to finally be inside of one and see the incredible magic at work. Off to the right of the table was a seating area with several couches and chairs set up by a fireplace. There had to be about ten or so men all standing there and talking in various groups. The minister, ever noticeable by his love of green striped attire, was speaking with a man in a deep red cloak and a rather sour looking older gentleman who had on a grey pinstriped suit, he kept adjusting his jacket clearly uncomfortable, perhaps he was not fond of muggle suits or was not one for the direct attentions of the Minister.

"Lucius!" Fudge greeted loudly, leaving his two companions behind as he noticed the newcomers. Lucius shook the man's hand and Fudge smiled widely. "I'm glad you're here, Barty just arrived with the Bulgarian Minister, Obalonsk, a few minutes ago." The man's voice lowered as he leaned into the blonde Lord, "And I don't think he understands a word I'm saying. If you could assist, Barty is feeling slightly off today and we need to keep the man happy."

"Of course, I would be happy to entertain the Minister while we dine. You of course know my son Draco and Heiress Potter."

The man turned and bowed to Draco before accepting the young witch's hand and kissing it, "Yes, yes! I'm delighted you both could join us as well. Come let us eat before we head to the match. Everyone," he called out turning back towards the others, "let us take our seats!"

At the announcement people started moving towards the long table in the middle of the tent. Lucius headed straight towards, whom Emily assumed must be the Bulgarian Minister, with a bow the two were quickly speaking in another tongue and taking their places at the table. Draco escorted Emily to the spot across from Lucius and Minister Obalonsk.

Once everyone was seated Fudge stood, "I would first like to thank Lucius for his graciousness and use of this lovely tent as we celebrate this morning. I welcome Minister Obalonsk and all of you who have made today possible. It is an honor for us to be able to host such a beloved event. Lucius, since this is your table I feel it only right you lead us in the offering."

With a nod Lucius rose gracefully and raised his goblet. "Oh God who rose from the darkness and Goddess ever fruitful, we thank you and reserve a seat for you at our table. May you grant us continued blessings and ever strengthen us with this bountiful meal." All bowed their heads briefly in the direction of the vacant spot at the end of the table. After a few moments of silence an apple appeared on the empty setting, "Accept this small offering of our gratitude for your continued power." With a snap of his fingers the apple vanished into smoke. "The offering is done, may we all now enjoy this meal before us."

As he sat down, the Bulgarian Minister leaned into Lucius and patted the man's shoulder, it was obvious he approved of the blessing. It wasn't often witches and wizards blessed their meals, it was usually done on rare occasions since most blessings and offerings occurred on large feast days such as Yule or Samhain, but it was a sign of respect and coming together that showed everyone at the table, whether they were from here or not, that they were all connected by the magic that flowed through them and it was their belief in the ancients that strengthened them. It was a custom Emily found rather fascinating, it reminder her a bit of muggle religion yet it was much more archaic in practice than anything modern muggles tended to preach about.

Breakfast was a rather boring affair for the teens. Emily and Draco made small talk with those around them. Many asked about their time at Hogwarts and if they enjoyed their lessons. Lucius was happy to point out that Emily and Draco were ranked in the top two spots of their year which earned several nods of approval. Emily noticed the only person who seemed to not be participating was the man in the pinstripe suit, who she now knew to be Barty Crouch. He looked nervous and highly uncomfortable, it was like at any moment he expected someone to come running into the tent. He practically jumped to his feet when one of the elves presented him with his fruit tart for dessert.

When everyone had finished, Mr. Crouch quickly excused himself, claiming he needed to find Bagman and ensure he wasn't causing too much of a scene. "He likes to gamble," Draco whispered to Emily as the pair rose. "Probably wants to make sure the guy isn't making us look bad by taking bets on the game." Straightening out his cloak he offered his hand to his best friend, "Father we would like to go and look at the grounds."

Lucius smiled at the pair and pulled out a small coin purse and tossed it to his son, "You two enjoy but meet us at the entrance as soon as the gong sounds."

The pair were quick to agree to a moment of freedom, rapidly making their way out of the tent before the man could change his mind. The two began to wander down the path in the direction they were informed the majority of the campers would be set up. It was obvious the tent they were staying in was in a more private section of the woods with very few other tents around and Hit Wizards stationed at various points.

"I thought they wanted people to appear more muggle like," Emily said taking in the scene before them as they looked out on the many tents clustered together. Everywhere one looked there was no denying this was a magical gathering. Children flew on toddler broomsticks and vendors apparated into being, peddling their goods through the site.

"It's hard to enforce something like that with this many people, better to just obliviate the few muggles who run this site than waste the energy trying to convince everyone to stop what comes natural to them."

Emily shrugged, she couldn't argue with the logic. "So, where to first?"

"There's some actual carts over there," Draco said pointing off to the right. "Probably more authentic than the ones wandering around the site."

The pair headed off and joined the many people perusing the various goods that were being sold. There were Omnioculars, programs, jerseys and all kinds of various trinkets available for sale. As the pair were examining one of the stands Emily heard a familiar voice, "We should take these back for the twins and Ginny."

"What about Ron and his friends?"

"I think they have already invested in some Omnioculars, over at the far stand."

"Bill," Emily said walking around the corner of the cart to reveal the man standing next to another redhead, who Emily recognized from her second year, as his brother Charlie.

"Em," his face broke into a smile as he embraced the girl. "Is Draco with you?"

"I'm never far," the blonde drawled examining the dragon tamer with a bored look before turning his attention to Bill. "Father would kill me if I allowed her to wander alone."

Bill laughed, "Yes, we wouldn't want her to end up having another adventure."

Draco scoffed, "You don't know the half of it." He turned and picked up one of the roses that the redheads had been looking at before setting it down again. "I'm going to go back and grab us each a program, everything else seems rather dull. Em, stay with Bill till I get back."

As Draco walked off Emily noticed what must have drawn the blonde away, a certain Italian wizard was currently checking out the program stand.

"He's quite serious about you not being alone." Bill looked worriedly down at Emily. "Is everything okay?"

"I thought you had spoken with Lucius."

"Briefly, by letter. I've been back and forth between here and Egypt, there hasn't been much time to get up to speed on everything. Your last letter didn't say much either, just to wait till I saw you after the Cup."

"I didn't think you were coming to the Cup."

"I helped with the wards, I had to be here one way or another but my father asked me to come with the family so I had to decline Lucius' invitation."

"I see, are you excited? I hear you took Lucius up on the offer and are moving into the townhouse next week."

"I did and I see you are avoiding answering my question." Emily glanced over at the dragon tamer and waved at the man who was looking between the pair with a large smile. "Right, Emily this is my brother Charlie, the dragon tamer. Charlie this is Heiress Potter."

"It's very nice to meet you, Heiress Potter," the man held out his hand and Emily accepted it, allowing him to kiss it in greeting.

"You may call me Emily."

"Thank you, and you can call me Charlie, no dragon tamer needed." Emily laughed while Bill rolled his eyes. "I didn't know Bill here had such a beautiful friend, how long have you two known each other?"

"Just over two years now," Emily answered earning a nod from the Curse Breaker.

"How did you two meet?"

"She lives with the Malfoy's, so I met her when I was working on their wards."

"I see."

Emily could see Charlie wanted to ask something of his brother but clearly her presence was stopping him. He just kept smiling at his brother and Emily had no idea what caused him to look so happy and amused all at once. "I think I should find Draco, if I heard you correctly you will want to get those roses to your family before the game."

"Didn't Draco say you weren't supposed to be alone?" Bill questioned looking around the carts.

"He's just right there." Emily pointed to where Draco was standing with Blaise, the two looked to be in a heated discussion about something. "I'll be fine to walk a few steps by myself."

"I could walk you over there while Charlie pays for these."

Emily put her hand on Bill's chest, "Please not you too, I already have three very over protective men in my life right now."

"You'll fill me in on everything?"

"I always do."

He looked at her for a moment before nodding in agreement. "We're sitting in the Minister's box, Amos Diggory got my father our tickets."

"I see." The witch knew that was his way of letting her know Cedric would be there.

"Em…"

"It will be okay. I'll see you both shortly for the game." Sending a gentle pulse of magic through her hand and into Bill she bowed her head slightly at the pair and made her way over to her best friend who was in a staring contest with Blaise. "You two look like you're having a blast over here!"

Blaise bowed to the witch, "I will see you on the train."

"Well, he is just a ray of sunshine today," Emily said taking her friends arm.

"Says the Queen of Darkness. Weren't you supposed to wait with Bill?"

"I could clearly see you from where we were and they needed to get back to their family. Apparently, Amos Diggory acquired tickets for his family and the Weasleys in the Minister's box."

"Of course he did, the little weasel. If he tries to approach you…"

"He'll be careful, we'll be in public."

"Which he will try to use to his advantage."

"Probably," Emily said steering her friend towards the pastry cart. "But before we worry about any of that you did promise me one of those cinnamon puff pastry things. Did you get the programs?"

"Of course," the boy held up the two programs in his free hand. "You do realize there will be food and drinks in the box?"

"I know, but it's not very lady like to eat a lot in settings like that."

"You have been having too many etiquette lessons this summer. This is meant to be a fun outing!"

"Says the boy having a standoff with a cute Italian while everyone is nervous about me being alone and there are Hit wizards all over this site probably thinking Sirius Black will show up at any second to knab me. Just humor me, this is part of having fun. You, me and some delicious pastries."

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Charlie paid for the roses as his brother watched the young witch make her way over to the Malfoy Heir. Once the two teens started to head off towards one of the carts Bill turned to his brother but must have noticed the grin on his face and groaned. "Out with it, before we get back to the tent."

"You do the wards for the Malfoys."

"Is that really all you had to say?"

"I knew you were doing wards for some of the Lords back home I just didn't expect you to be so close to them."

"Is there going to be a problem with that?"

"Its not me you should be worried about, but the banshee we call a mother on the other hand… does she know you are going to be living in one of the Malfoy homes?"

"As far as she is concerned, I still work in Egypt. She knows I took the job for the tournament, she just thinks I will be out wrapping up things at the dig until the term starts at Hogwarts."

"And if she finds out that's not true?"

"I'll deal with that when it happens."

The brothers both moved out of the way of a child zooming past who was followed closely behind by their father yelling for them to stop. Once the path was clear the pair started walking again. "And what about Heiress Potter?"

"What about her?"

There was a tensing through his brother's body and Charlie knew he was entering a very sensitive topic but that had never stopped him before. "You two seem close."

"We are."

"How close?"

"Charlie."

"No, I'm serious." The dragon tamer reached out and stopped his brother from getting too far ahead of him and turned him around. "You've never wanted to live here since you graduated and then suddenly a little over a year ago you are talking about wanting to change to the London branch. You've stopped dating, and don't give me that bollocks that you are bored with the girls around your site. We both know you used to spend a few days traveling to other locations and could find a nice bird or two on those trips but even that's stopped. Is it because of her?"

"No," Bill answered but Charlie wasn't sure if he believed him. "It's just time. I'm getting older and if I'm ever going to settle down it won't be with some random girl on one of my digs. I need this change, I'm tired of the stag life."

"She's rather pretty, she certainly doesn't look her age." The witch rather exuded a strong presence, there was a level of power to her that any man would find enchanting but mix that with her looks and the Heiress was a knockout. "I was rather surprised she is Harry's twin."

"They are very night and day. You can't compare them to each other, Emily practices magic far beyond her years. She was reading about runes when I met her at the age of twelve. Her understanding of magic sometimes rivals my own…"

"Are you sure you haven't fallen for her?" Bill leveled a glare at his brother. "Fine, if it's not the Girl-Who-Lived, who is it?"

"It really isn't anyone," Bill pushed. "I just needed a change and the jobs here opened at the right time. If I'm honest I don't know if I can find what I'm looking for here either but I need to try."

Charlie smiled at his brother and patted his shoulder, "Okay I get it, but if anything changes, I expect all the details."

"Nothing besides my location is changing right now but I'll be sure to keep you updated."

"Good man! Now let's get back to the tent, the game should be starting soon." As the pair headed off down the path again Charlie got the feeling his brother truly believed the words he had spoken but the dragon tamer wasn't so sure. One thing he was certain of was that his brother clearly cared deeply for the young witch he had just met and try as he might to deny it there was a part of him falling for the witch.

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Draco shook his head at his friend but was an easy sell once he saw the chocolate croissants that not only had chocolate inside but were made with a chocolate puff pastry dough as well. The woman was extremely kind and even gave them an extra eclair and palmier with a strawberry drizzle to try. The pair thanked the woman and left a nice tip as they headed off to a quiet spot just back in the tree line by one of the many Hit Wizards to enjoy their treats.

"The brother was attractive," Draco commented.

"He's a dragon tamer, I think part of the definition of the job is being fit."

The pair laughed, "Well, Bill will be in London now so maybe that image in the mirror will come true and I can hang out with his brother."

"And what about Daphne?"

Draco took a bite of his croissant, "I told Father to go ahead with the betrothal, we're friends and it will be good for the business."

"You know she isn't looking for a friendship."

"It will grow to more, that doesn't mean I can't admire the beautiful people around me."

"Like cute Italian wizards or perhaps that woman lying out in the sun over there in her shamrock bathing suit. Honestly, you look like you might drool."

"Malfoys do not drool."

"Whatever you say but you have something right here," Emily pointed to a spot at the corner of the boy's mouth. Draco merely rolled his eyes and tossed a napkin at the witch.

The teens laughed and enjoyed the dwindling afternoon as they watched the frenzy of the campsite from the shade. Time passed by quickly and before they knew it the gong sounded and lights started to illuminate the path to the stadium.