It had been another normal day in the Evans-Potter Household.

Ivan was calmly playing piano whilst Harry was laying on his stomach as he tried to arrange his puzzle. The younger sibling looked up when he heard Ivan clicked his tongue again, he looked at his big brother worryingly as Harry knew how harsh Ivan could be with himself whenever he makes a slight mistake.

"Y'know you're allowed to take breaks, right?." He mumbled as Ivan smacked the tiles in irritation, making a high-pitched irritating sound.

"I've been making the same mistake for days! My tutor will arrive tomorrow and I'm still keep doing the same mistakes!." He complained and glared at his piano, as if it was the instrument's fault.

"I'm sure you'll get the hang of it eventually." Harry said soothingly and slid next to Ivan, "I don't want to get the hang of it, Harry, I wanna master it. And please specify eventually Harry." Ivan said, irritation was still present in his tone.

Harry smartly kept his mouth shut, he knew that his voice wouldn't help his brother so he offered no words of comfort. The best thing he can do is to let his brother rant to him.

"I don't understand why I have to learn how to play piano!." Ivan finally exclaimed after a few moments of silence as he punched many tiles at once.

"Or why should I be taught about practically everything; how to make small polite talk, why should I be required to know how to speak various languages like French, Italian and especially Latin, that language is practically dead for all I know!."

"Why is Dad so strict about how I maintain a proper posture and table manners when we go out?." Ivan scowl harden, the sight made Harry uncomfortable as his brother looked really ugly. Harry braced himself as his brother turn to give him a foul glare, "When he doesn't care when you eat like a pig infront of everyone."

"Why is it important for me to know which kind of fork to use for my salad? Why does it matter?! As long as I can eat with it and it's clean, I don't care what kind of a stupid fork it is." He exclaimed and banged a handful of tiles. The high-pitched sound made Harry winced as he made no effort to stop his brother's rampage as he knew his brother needed to let some of his anger out for his sake.

"Why are we not being treated the same?." Ivan said so quietly that he was fairly certain that Harry didn't heard him. But, Harry being Harry, perfectly heard him but he pretended to act ignorant as he knew that would be the best for now.

"What does being a oldest have to do with being required to learn everything irrelevant? And, shouldn't everyone be required of learning basic etiquettes?!." Ivan asked in a louder tone.

Harry silently agreed with Ivan. "Dad always say it's because you're the first-born and you should act as a role model for me."

"But I'm only older than you for literally five minutes! Five minutes! Technically, you should take some summer classes too!."

As Ivan was about to continue his rant, he saw from the corner of his eye that a paper came out from their chimney, the paper landed perfectly infront of Harry, who seem to be surprised to see a paper infront of him.

The older twin looked stupidly cautious of the paper, as if it might blow out of his face any second now. Ivan unconsciously knitted his brows together, his anger and rant long forgotten as he tried of any reason why would a paper come out of their chimney.

"What's this?." Harry confusedly asked.

Ivan was still unable to answer as he saw another letter came out from the chimney, this one though, didn't had a right landing as it hit him square in the face. "Ow!." He groaned as he gently rubbed his probably red nose.

"Doesn't this look like the same letter that Remus prohibit us to touch?." Harry whispered to his twin, the youngest let out a gasp and nodded furiously. "Look it even have the same red seal!."

Both twins looked at each other with smirk on their lips before hurrying to open the letter.


Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Please ensure that the utmost attention be made to the list of requirements attached herewith.

Terms will begin at September 1st. We await your owl by no longer than July 31st.

Yours Sincerely,

ℳ𝒾𝓃ℯ𝓇𝓋𝒢 β„³π’Έπ’’β„΄π“ƒπ’Άβ„Šπ’Άπ“π“

Deputy Headmistress

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore


"Hogwarts? Is that some sort of – a cult?." Was Ivan's first words as he put down the letters. Harry could practically see the question floating in Ivan's mind. He usually fill the blanks for his twin but he also have no idea what this letter about.

"No, Ivan." Harry answered while he shake his head disapprovingly, "It's clearly stated here in the letter that it's a school." He explained as a small paper drop on the floor.

Platform 9

"A ticket?." Ivan inspected as he flipped the paper, "What is this?."

"You just said what it is." Harry retorted as he noticed that there was also another 'ticket' on the second letter. "The question should be what kind of ticket it is."

"It's the same size of a plane ticket." Ivan observe and examine the letters again, thinking that the letters would state about the ticket. But the letter mention no type of transportation or any platform, it only say that it was an one-way ticket.

"So the letters was really for us." Harry concluded. Harry grew irritated with his parents and uncles. If there was one thing Harry truly hated; he hated the feeling of being lied to.

"You didn't believe me last night?!. " Ivan exclaimed, offended by his twin's distrust.

"You were basically sleep-walking that night, why should I?." Harry scolded, his way of explaining himself as he thinks of any possible reason why would the adults hide this letters to them.

Ivan still bothered to rant on why Harry should believe everything he said. As Ivan's voice fade into the background, Harry thought of possible answers to his questions, " – Bollocks! Who would believe this, honestly?!." Ivan cackled as he turned to Harry expectedly to join him.

"They did a good job, though. It looks pretty real and authentic." Harry simply commented and dragged his brother to the kitchen as he remembers it was already afternoon.


Sirius was silently sitting in the kitchen as he twisting the radios' antenna in hopes to find the perfect direction. His face was morphed into a focused expression as he could obliviously and occasionally stuck his tongue out.

"Hi, Siri." The twins chorused and walked passed him. Sirius nodded unconsciously in return as his whole attention was still on the damn antenna.

Minutes later, he certainly didn't punched the air in triumph when the radio finally had some signal. He looked down on the radio smugly and decided that the perfect reward for his accomplishment was caffeine.

BANG!

The door was violently pushed open, as it collided with the wall with such force that nearly broke the hinges.

The sudden sound had scared atleast ten years off Sirius's life as he watched with mild amusement and weariness as Lily put a Silencing Charm inside the room, he grimace as he knew how this would turn out when he saw Lily crossed her arms underneath her chest.

"Didn't I told you to put Disillusionment Charms around the house for those bloody owls?." Lily spat as he glared at her husband. If there was something Lily is know of aside from her brain – it was her temper.

"Didn't you also said something about – somewhere along the lines: every single individual that lives in this household is not, not allowed to use magic the moment Harry and Ivan learn how to understand words, or do you not remember the rules you've set yourself, my dear?." And if there was also something James was knew of aside from his shenanigans, it was his pettiness and stubbornness.

"And since when did you start obeying orders, Potter?."

"The moment those orders apply to be on my favor – for once, I might add – then I see no reason why I should disobey them." Lily closed her eyes for a moment as she took a deep breath. Looking like she was begging every gods to give her enough strength and patience to deal with the situation on-hand.

"Seriously, James," Lily breathed out and roughly caress her whole face repeatedly in frustration, "You can't be considering to send them to Hogwarts!."

"Hogwarts will be the safest place for them!." James shouted back, his pale face was starting to get bright red with anger.

"Safest?! Can you hear yourself? Think how many child of Death Eaters could be staying there?! My sons will be exposed to Dark Witches and Wizards, James. Use your big head for once!."

"Let's say we shouldn't send them there. But what if You-Know-Who suddenly appeared out of nowhere just like last time – how could they possibly defend themselves, Lily? Are they going use bloody guns?!."

Lily seem to be taken back by James' hypothetical question and thinking as she went quite for a good while before muttering, "We could teach them."

"And risk exposing magic to the muggle world?!." James asked in bewilderment, spittle was coming from his mouth.

"We'll do some precautions, of course!."

Sirius was seriously contemplating if he should and give them privacy.

"Lily, I think they had the right to choose if they want to go to Hogwarts or not."

"I'm their mother. I can decide where they'll attend school – and how many times must I have to tell you to burn those letters, James?!." Lily said all but shouted when she saw another set of papers laying innocently near the windows.

"I've already burned the letters from yesterday! That probably arrived this morning!." James said defensively but remembered that they were arguing, "I'm also their parent! Their father. Lily. You're overreacting, these letters would just keep coming, it would be better if we tell them ourselves than them accidentally finding out."

Sirius nodded internally, agreeing with his friend. Though, he froze when he saw shadow near the cupboard. "Uh, guys . . ."

"Overreacting?! You think I'm overreacting?!." Lily scoffed and looked at James as if he had said something so ridiculous – which in her humble opinion, he did – "Well, I'm sorry, if my attempt to protect my sons from danger would look overreacting to you."

"Guys! –"

final."

"Seriously, guys stop and –" It was too late, two familiar tykes popped out from the corners as Sirius whimpered in fear. One was looking accusingly whilst the other one looked at him dumbfoundingly.

And finally, Lily and James paused their love quarrel as they glare at Sirius. They followed Sirius pointer finger as they also stilled in shock when they saw their kids.

"Magic." Harry simply said and narrow his eyes. Pulling his twin with him and sat down the chair, looking at the adults with intense accused expression.

"It's either Witches and Wizards somehow really exist or those were just codes for something else." Harry calmly muttered as he let his brother leaned on him for support.

"It's – It's . . ." James seem to run out of words as he just repeating a single word.

Sirius yelp as he was once again startled by a door being forcibly opened that again would most likely decrease his remaining years. Lily took Harry behind as James did to Ivan as the backdoor flung opened.

Everyone had seem to hold their breaths as someone entered the house. A very tall and big giant paddle inside the house, followed by a stressed Remus – who was trying to pull him away by the giant's clothes. "I tried to stop him, I swear!." Remus swore.

"Hagrid?!." Sirius exclaimed and attempt to hide Hagrid from the twins' view with his body. Stretching his arms and legs as far as he could. "Sirius." Lily send him a impatient look and told him to stop.

"What are you?." Harry bravely asked, not bothered nor intimidated by Hagrid's size.

"This usually start with 'Who are you?' but I think that would also do." Hagrid said with a teasing glint in his eyes as tried to lighten up the mood, but he eventually noticed that he failed. After a while of awkward silence, he cleared his throat. "I'm Half-Giant and Half-Human."

"Giant?." Ivan dumbly parroted.

"I need something stronger than coffee." Sirius announced and went to the drawers, "Me too." James mimicked his friend's action as he went to retrieve his mug.

"How tall are you really?." Harry curiously asked whilst he attempted to go near him, as Harry immediately retreated when he felt his eyes watered as something foul and stench smell violated his nostrils. Harry settled on his previous place. He settled with continuing to observe the giant before him, He noticed that Hagrid's beard is as dark and thick as his hair. Loose clothes were messily stained as if it had not been washed for years, which Harry didn't doubt.

"Uh – Last time I've been measured, I was 7 foot and 5 inches. But that was a decade ago and I've obviously grown, so – not really sure what to answer to that question."

Lily interrupted them as they guided them outside, as she noticed how bend Hagrid's neck was and she could only imagine how uncomfortable he feel at the moment. "Oh! I almost f'rgot, I got ye guys somethin'!." Hagrid excitedly exclaimed and revealed white boxes – with cakes inside. Harry's cake was pink with green letters.

'Happee Birthdae Harry', Was messily written on top the cake, Harry couldn't help but to appreciate the man's efforts and thanked him with a grateful smile.

Ivan's cake was color green with pink letters, same messy letters was on top the dessert. Ivan grimace, he wasn't sure if he was willing to eat the cake that was gifted to him. In the end, Ivan managed to squeak out a quick I like it – thank you! when he heard Hagrid asking him if he liked it.

"We're not really going to eat some, right?." Ivan whispered in panic to his big brother as they watched their mother slice the cake into pieces.

Harry shrugged. "I'm curious how it'll taste."

"So – uh," Hagrid paused, thinking of anything he could talk about with the twins. "How're ye two?." He asked, sounding a bit unsure.

"The last time I saw the both of ye, ye both were just the same size as my forearm." Hagrid whispered to himself, reminiscing the memory fondly.

"So," Harry said with uncertainty, "I assume we should call you Hagrid?."

Hagrid nodded. "Rubeus Hagrid is the name."

"If you don't mind me asking, Mr Hagrid, but what are you doing here?." Harry asked bluntly, he didn't flinched when his brother hit him for being too blunt.

Hagrid lighten up as if he had solved a complicated puzzle as he turned to the others, "So glad ye ask little 'arry!," The giant exclaimed to himself, "– the headmaster asked me to check on all yeh guys – 'e noticed that the owls keep gettin' lost. 'e worries somethin' bad might've happened if ye had put Disillusionment Spells around yer house." he explained.

James grumbled as he practically forced Hagrid to sit as she wanted to have an eye contact with the giant, "Kindly please pass my message to the Headmaster; We're perfectly safe and healthy. And, I'm really sorry about the owls, tell him that it's completely Lily fault why they got lost."

Lily sent her husband a nasty glare. "Also tell Dumbledore that he no longer need to keep sending letters. We've received enough of it."

Hagrid nodded as he repeat their messages to himself, as if he was trying memorize it word by word. "Consider it done." Hagrid solemnly swore as he made his way towards where he entered, "I ga' go back now, jus' remembered the Potion Master asked me to fetch some ingredients for 'im." Hagrid excused as he put on a small helmet on his head, a funny looking goggles protecting his eyes.

"Is he sure he's going to drive that?." Ivan's voice whispered to Harry's ear. He simply shrugged, he was contemplating what his brother's words really imply. Is he worried that someone might see the giant or he's worried for the small motorcycle?.

Much to the twins' surprised as Ivan gaped like a fish when he saw the motor fly towards the air as it slowly vanished into thin air. "This is the best dream ever." was his last words before he collapsed.


Harry watched his uncles fend his brother back to consciousness. Sirius fanning him with a thin piece of box ripped from somewhere as Remus put a wet, cold and damp towel on Ivan's forehead.

Ivan wouldn't be so shocked if their Mother wasn't selfish enough to hide their – their heritage from them. They had been clueless for long enough, he wished to learn everything before the class start.

"I want to go to Hogwarts, Mom." Harry bravely stated, cutting straight to the point as two set pair of green eyes glare with one another.

"Do not use that kind of tone on me, young man." Her scolding did nothing to lessen the intensity of his glare.

Harry knew that if they continue this conversation, he'll undoubtedly will say he would most likely regret later. He excused himself with the excuse of going to the park, but his mother's voice forced him to stop into place.

"Stop lying to my face, Harry James. I know how you hate going outdoors!." She called after him as he opened the front door of their house.

Before he take a step outside, he turned his head slightly to Lily's direction as he whispered, "Am I really obvious or I just couldn't outdo the doer?."

Lily gasped as her face turned the color as her hair color, she shrieked as she screamed the name of her youngest.

"Lily, I think you should give him some space. I'm sure he's just in shock." A voice that sounded like Remus reached Harry's ears before he closed the doors abruptly.

Harry sighed deeply as he let his body take him anywhere as he doesn't really have a destination in mind.

He usually doesn't talk back to his mother, he loves and respect – and mostly because he's too scared of her – too much to do that. Usually, if he's trying to prove a point, he'll do it in a very calm way as he isn't really a fan of screaming. However, earlier, he felt like something snapped inside of him when thinking of the thought that he wouldn't get to Hogwarts.

As if he knew that he just needs to be there.

Maybe it was just a mere curiosity of a child like him. Eager to learn and explore the world as they like to say. He suddenly remember the time when Ivan and him managed to escape their uncles for the quest of traveling the world just like their favorite superheroes. He wondered how their guardian's hair haven't turned grey yet with all their shenanigans.

The memory brought a small smile on his lips, though, it vanishes as soon as it appears when he realized that Ivan might not want to go to Hogwarts like him. He knew his brother is the type of person who prefer to stay in his comfort zone and wouldn't appreciate if he's suddenly shoved into a world of unknown.

"Harry!." The said boy spun around at the sudden call of his name.

"Hermione." Harry greeted back with a smile when he saw the image of his female friend running towards him. "What's that?." he asked when he noticed that there was a notebook and book secured on her chest.

"I saw a book hidden in the basement and turns out it was a book about flowers and herbs. It tells what the flowers could mean and herbs that could be used for healing. I wanted to see if I could find some useful herbs around here." She explained hurriedly, afraid that she might forget and left out something important if she talked slowly.

Harry shook his head in amusement, a slight smirk plastered on his face. Hermione, and her obsession with studying. He said in his mind.

"How about you? What are you doing here?." She asked and stand beside him, it appears that she's intending to accompany him with his walk.

"Nothing – just strolling around." He shrugged.

Hermione, the ever-so-observant Hermione, narrow her eyes on him as she obviously realized that he was hiding something. Fortunately, she let him off and as rambled about something else. The two talked mindlessly, as they played games throughout their time together like 'Eye-Spy' and 'Bring Me', nothing too complicated.

Once they've realized that it was passed noon. Hermione offered him to eat lunch at the Grangers, which he accepted gratefully as he knew he's not ready to face his mother's wrath yet.

"I insist Mrs Granger, this is the least I can do." Harry insisted as he rolled his sleeves. He was arguing with Mrs Granger with cleaning the dishes, but it was clear where Hermione got her stubbornness.

"Such a hardheaded boy." The mistress muttered mournfully, "Just washed the plates you used, don't touch the others." She reprimanded as Harry obediently obeyed.

After he was finished. Harry heard Hermione called him from the balcony, he followed her voice as he passed numerous rooms before he find her. "Took you long enough." She complained and pulled him down by his wrist.

Hermione immediately let go of his hands when she sensed someone looking at them. Hermione's father, Mr Granger, looking at them with suspicion marring his face. They smile sheepishly as they put a comfortable distance between them to soothe the old man.

"I have something to tell you."

They didn't had to look to see Mr Granger eavesdropping on them. "Oh – kay?." Harry said unsurely as he realized that Hermione was nervous.

"Out with it, 'Mione. I'm sure it's not that bad." He encouraged.

Hermione was still avoiding his eyes as she ducked her head, "Oh, It's that bad, Harry."

Harry stayed silent as waited patiently for Hermione to collect some courage to finally say what she wanted to say. "I'm leaving."

That certainly wasn't Harry was expecting to hear from her. "What?." Harry dumbly whispered and lifted her face by her chin, forcing her to lock gaze with him.

"I'm not leaving," She said defensively as she sported a confused expression, she knew her words made no sense as she correct her words. "I mean, I'll still come back when summer." she began to ramble as she waved around her hands by exaggerated movements. A habit she have when she was lying.

"Hermione, you're transferring school?." He said the words for her.

"Yea." Hermione breathed out as she stared fearfully at him. It was obvious that she was afraid of his reaction.

"Well, um, that's good for you." I guess, Harry wasn't sure if he should've add the last part so he didn't, in fear that Hermione of interpret it into something else.

"You're not mad?."

"Why would I be? You can do whatever you want. I'm going to miss you obviously." He added as an afterthought as Hermione looked sad that the news seem to not affect him at all. "But if that's what makes you happy, then I'll be happy for you."

Harry could feel Mr Granger finally giving them some privacy, obviously pleased with Harry now.

"I've really thought about this –"

"I don't doubt you did."

Harry laughed as Hermione shoved him playfully, "It was sudden, really. Even Mom and Dad was skeptical about it but I managed to convince them." She explained.

"Then no hard feelings?." She asked in a meek voice, her eyes were staring at him owlishly laced with hope.

"Yeah, no hard feelings. I'm gonna missed you though."

"I promise I'll be back before you know it." That promised was locked by hug as they got lost in each other's presence.

"I have a last question." Harry announced as Hermione paused with solving whatever that was in her hands, "Where are you transferring school anyways?."

"Far away."

The brunette rolled his eyes, annoyed by his friend's dumb answer. "Far away is not a place." He snapped as he grew suspicious, "Are you going abroad?."

Her response was still vague as she muttered, "Technically."

Harry gave up questioning her, for the sake of his sanity as he didn't voice his next questions.


"I'm home." Harry announced as he was suddenly being lifted from the ground by Sirius. "Where were you, pup?! We were so worried about you!."

"Huh, then that explains this?." Harry deadpanned as he shoved a paper on his uncle's face.

Have you seen this boy?: Harry James Potter. Small, timid, and and wear glasses. Please contact the number below if you have seen him.

"I was gone for just five hours." Harry squirmed out from his uncle's arms. Demanding to be placed down, "Exactly!." Sirius shivered and tighten his hold on Harry.

"You're going to suffocate him if you keep that up, Sirius." Remus slightly scolded and gently remove Harry from Sirius's clutches. "Are you feeling okay, now, cub?." Remus asked and out put him down finally.

"And before you ask, Harry. That posters is Sirius' and your father's idea, I have nothing to do with it."

"He's lying Harry, he helped us distributing them." Says Sirius pettily.

"Forced me is more like it." Remus snapped back.

The next thing he knew he was snatched by his mother, as he gulped down a groan as he was starting to get irritated being passed down like a ball. "My baby, I'm so sorry!." she weeps.

"That's enough Mom." Harry's muffled complaints fall into deaf ears as Lily continues to murmur apologies to Harry, rocking him in her arms as if he was delicate newborn baby.

"I'm so sorry for everything, I'm so sorry that you had to find out this way – I wish I could do something about that . . ." Harry saw Lily hesitated her next words as her lips drew to a thin line. "But try to look things in my perspective. Try imagining yourself in my place . . ."

"Danger will always find its way towards you two. I can't just live with the fact that I'll be too far away to protect my sons." Harry felt his heart skipped a beat when he heard his mother's voice cracked, as he felt the crook of his neck getting wet. If there was he hated more than being lied to was seeing his mom in pain – his chest was tightening as he realized that he was the reason responsible for his mom's tears.

"And you rather have us be ignorant to literally everything?."

The question was left unanswered before Remus gently interrupted in their conversation, "Lily, I strongly think that both of you still isn't ready to talk. We should all eat dinner and call it a day, all of us are tired especially the boys – many things happened today, after all."

"No." Harry interjected, but immediately regretted afterwards. Harry felt like his lips just talked on its own, or it automatically just voicing his thoughts as he, also, want to escape this talk with his parents as he knew it would be far from being in the very least comfortable.

Seeing it was too late to take back the words he already uttered, he swallowed his fear and continue talking – letting his curiosity be in charge for his mouth. "I want to talk now."

Remus nodded thoughtfully as he dragged a squirming Sirius out of the room, giving the family their deserved privacy. "It's something they should resolve on their own, Siri. The least we can do is support whatever we think is right." Sirius was still looking reluctant but eventually, he got on his feet and left the room willingly.

As Remus gently closed the door with a silent thud, the Potter family was engulfed by an awkward silence, tensed air hanging between them as no one dared to speak. Even Ivan, who usually can't stand silence, was fidgeting on his clothes while staring unblinkingly at down at the tiles.

"I honestly don't know where to start . . ." James admitted and adjusted his glasses as he realized they've been nearing the tip of his nose.

"The letters – please start with the letters." As Ivan emphasized the word please when he remembers his courtesies as his mother sent him the look.

Lily took it from there as she began to explain, "Those letters was from Hogwarts. Hogwarts is a school for Wizards and Witches." she said and was pleased when she managed to make it sound as simple as possible. "Your father and I, along with your Uncle Remus and Sirius, so is your Uncle Severus had studied and graduated there."

Harry waited impatiently for further explanation but it seems that the adults was still tight-lipped. "That doesn't explained why you're so against of us being aware of – well, everything. Especially that all of you had apparently went there."

"You see, Harry, just like here. In the wizarding world they also fight." She speaker slowly, biting her lips as her eyes glistening with hesitancy. "Just like here, racism also exist there."

"And it's worse there. To the point where they see muggles and muggleborns less valuable than the filth on the bottom of their shoes." With that, unpleasant memories flooded her mind but she forced them away as now isn't really a good time crying over the old times.

"Muggleborns?." Ivan finally spoke, though, it looked as if he had done it out of impulse when he shrunk down in embarrassment.

Lily smile encouragingly, assuring him that there's nothing to be shy of.

"Yes, muggleborns. They're Wizards and Witches who wasn't born from a wizarding family, therefore, they came from here in the muggle world."

"And muggles?." Harry insisted, Lily almost smile as she noted that her youngest was obviously regretting not having papers and pen to write everything down.

"They're magicless, and they're not aware of magic other than those cheap and ridiculous stunt they call tricks." James answered with a mix of disdain and amusement in his voice.

Harry and Ivan thoughtfully and Lily had dared to think that maybe that was the end of the conversation, but, she had spoked to soon as Harry still looked lost. "Why did – Why are you thinking that this Hogwarts is a dangerous place for us?."

"Not one to beat around the bush, eh?." James muttered and shook his head, he doubtlessly knew where Harry get that from. Lily and James finally surrender to their fates as they stare at each other mutely, as if there having conversations with their eyes. "I'll do it." James breathed out and crouched down to their youngest.

"Vold – Someone," James cleared his throat as he tried again, " – was causing a war eleven years ago . . . We were in the middle of a losing war, we knew from the start that we have a small chance of winning against him but we still desperately cling on that small chance, on that small hope that someday we'll succeed of getting rid of him."

Ivan frowned as he noticed that it wasn't easy for his Dad to do this but his brother seemed to be so extremely engrossed with his father's tale to notice their Dad's discomfort. "Everyone was on the brink of just – just, give up everything and resign to our deaths. The Ministry – the government rather – was also contemplating of surrending to him. We're practically hopeless."

"How did you survived then? Did someone managed to kill him?." Harry impatiently inquired, he was practically shoving his face on James' face.

James nodded uncertainly before continuing, "Technically, someone did fortunately managed to kill him, Harry."

Harry was silent for a few moments before he turn to Lily abruptly, "The problem had been taken care of, Mom, I don't see any possible reason why we weren't allowed to be informed of our – magic." Harry said accusingly.

With Harry's word, Lily – for the lack of better word – exploded.

"You don't understand, Harry!." She wailed.

"Then make me! Force me if you need." Harry snapped back as the next thing they knew they were screaming at each other's throat.

A very odd scenario to witness. Harry had been always a soft-spoken boy, not really one to shout to prove his point, Severus made sure to teach him that raising someone voice won't make their point right or believable, it would just make the person look like a child throwing tantrums.

And while Lily was known for her temper, she also believe that raising the volume of a voice would only worsen the situation so she avoid that as much as possible. So seeing the usually quiet ones on their family screaming their lungs out at each other, made James and Ivan's stomach churned.

Having no choice left, James was forced to use desperate measures as he whispered, "Dormis." as both Harry and his twin fall to the ground gracefully, Lily managed to shot her husband and betrayed look as she too fall down. Three bodies on the floor slept soundlessly as James called the others to help him carry them to a more comfortable bed other than the floor.

Remus and Sirius appeared the moment Lily's and Harry's bodies hit the floor as James didn't had to explain to them why they're unconscious as James was aware his two pals were peaking from the keyhole on the door.


AN: Hermione is a childhood friend! *gasp dramatically* I wonder how will affect the story and precious Harry? ;)

Reviews would be very much appreciated !

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