The-Lost-Twin

by Wizard909

Willow is the twin of Harry Potter. They also have a living Wizarding Grandfather they are going to live with. Takes place in the Third Book. I own nothing.

36. Battle-At-The-Burrow

Gibbs walked down the hallway headed to an emergency meeting between himself, Vance, and the Secretary Of Magic. It was the 27th of December and everyone in his department was working on the Black/Pettigrew Case. The English Ministry Of Magic was in an uproar that their sovereignty had been trampled on but the A.R.W.K. didn't care about hurt feelings at the moment. They were still trying to figure out if this was a gross miscarriage of justice, or a deliberate act of wrongful imprisonment.

Barging into Vance's office, Gibbs saw they were the only ones there. Looking at his boss he asked. "Where's the Secretary?"

Vance looked up from the file he was reading. "He hasn't arrived yet Gibbs. You forget that it's the holidays."

Vance returned to the paperwork on his desk as Gibbs sat down in a comfortable leather armchair and waited. It wasn't much longer when Secretary Wynn Crawford came in. He hung his hat and coat on the coatrack and sat down opposite of Gibbs in a second chair. "Morning gentlemen, I hear we have a wonderful damn mess?"

Leon straightened his robes and began. "As you know, Mr. Secretary, the A.R.W.K. Foreign Affairs Division has become the primary security for two young children under Diplomatic Protection in England. It was while preforming their duties Senior Auror Gibbs' team discovered the location of a Death Eater in hiding."

Vance looked to Gibbs to continue. "Last Halloween my team and I tailed the Potter Twins as protection detail. During the walkabout in Hogsmeade they were attacked by an unknown Demon. During the attack a large black dog managed to save Ginevra Weasley, Harry Potter's fiancée, from being injured from a demonic poison. Luckily for the dog a friend of Willow Potter's, Dawn Summers, knew enough about combating demonic magic and poisons to save his life. The dog slipped into a coma and didn't wake until December 3rd."

"We were kept completely out of the loop on this one. Dawn discovered the dog was an illegal Animagus. She didn't tell anyone except her friend, the ensouled Vampire William Bloody, who smuggled the dog back to the A.R.F.M.. The unidentified Animagus remained in animal form until December 5th. After regaining human form, we discovered it to be Sirius Black."

Gibbs paused to let the Secretary Of Magic process the information. Crawford laid his chin in his left hand tiredly. "So, the notorious mass murderer Sirius Black risked his life to save the boy everyone thought he wanted dead, and his fiancée. A girl who is the daughter of a Wizard that Death Eaters call a blood-traitor."

Vance opened his desk and pulled out a large file. "Your reaction was the same as ours sir. The A.R.F.M. Death Dealers refused to hand Black over to us until after we gave him an interrogation using Veritaserum. I preformed it myself along with Gibbs."

Wynn opened the report and took a quick glance. "He fully agreed to the Truth Potion despite the fact he was in a severely weakened state, a fact that almost killed him during questioning!"

"He was desperate to be heard." Gibbs said. "After reading what he had to say I'm sure you'll understand why."

The old Auror and Director waited patiently for the Secretary to go through the report. He tossed it down angrily on the desk after finishing. He sat in silence thinking about the blowback and political headache weighed against possible taking down several Dark Magic European Families.

Looking to Vance, the Secretary asked. "I understand that some sever mistakes were made by England, but what makes the two of you think this was a conspiracy. I've read a few reports so far that you went directly to the International Confederation Of Wizards after making inquiries?"

Vance riffled threw the file for interview notes which he handed to Crawford. "Yes sir. After Mr. Black explained he never received a trial, I contacted Minister Fudge and made it sound like I was only curious as to why. He explained that Black was jailed on suspicion of being a Death Eater, and under an old war time law wouldn't get a trial until after the war was over."

"When I asked why he never received a trial after the war then, Fudge explained that those in power at the time believed it was a waste of money for someone so guilty. I pressed the legal issues and the Minister lost his temper saying. 'What if they found him not guilty? You Know Who's most powerful subordinate walking free! It would have been a disaster."

The Secretary Of Magic just shook his head at the stupidity of the situation placing the written interview back down on the desk. "He actually said he was worried that Black would go free. Sounds like there was evidence to suggest the man was innocent at the time."

Gibbs laughed mockingly and said. "There was no evidence, just incompetence. Cornelius Fudge was the first official on the seen the day Black was arrested. I read the case report and can tell you that man made some noticeably big mistakes when it came to securing the crime scene and handling evidence."

"Had there been a trial Sirius Black would have walked on at least two technicalities. The first was they never check his wand for the last spell cast before snapping it in half on scene. So, there was no definitive proof that his wand cast the Blasting Curse that destroyed the street and killed everyone.

"The second technicality was how they questioned the Muggles present. They didn't properly record everything that was witnessed, which lead to a lot of inconsistencies in Auror notes, and then began memory modifications before approval was given. Some Muggles actually thought it had been a car bomb and others a gas leak that caused the explosion."

Vance shook his head in disgust. "I'm not sure the motives of everyone involved in this case sir, but I'm convinced that Cornelius Fudge is only thinking of saving his political career. He built the image that made him Ministry on the Black case. If Black walked free because of his incompetence then it's not even likely they would have let him stay on as a Janitor. I know I wouldn't."

"What about the claim he had been the Potter's Secret Keeper? How was that screwed up?" Crawford asked angrily.

Vance sighed sadly. "Black screwed himself on that deal. The Potters told everyone that they would make Black their Secret Keeper. At the last moment Black convinced them to use Peter Pettigrew instead. He figured no one would suspect the rat to be placed in charge of such a delicate position. It would have been the perfect plan if Pettigrew wasn't already spying for Voldemort. Sense Pettigrew never shared the secret with anyone but Voldemort, no one knew he had been the Keeper."

Crawford closed his eyes in thought, shaking his head at the oncoming headache. "The International Confederation Of Wizards will demand we turn this matter back over to England soon. I don't want to give Cornelius Fudge a way out of this scandal. Make sure there are no Scapegoats he can use like the Hogwarts Staff or the Weasley Family. All of them in some way had contact with Peter Pettigrew, even if they didn't know it, and Fudge could try and say they were helping the bastard. Being fooled by an imbecile looks worse than being fooled by a conspiracy. Especially if Fudge could then come back saying he revealed the Dark Conspiracy and brought it down himself."

"As for Black, question him thoroughly on any possible crimes he may have committed during the war and then pardon him, as well the illegal Animagus charge, on grounds of time served. This well keep Fudge from trying to pin a lesser charge on him to save face."

"Sir!" Gibbs said quickly. "We were hoping to use this as an opportunity to reopen several cases on suspected Death Eaters. We believe one of them had to know the truth about Black and Pettigrew all along."

Wynn Crawford just shook his head sadly and explained. "It wouldn't do any good Gibbs. That mad asshole Voldemort never told his subordinates everything he was doing. That way one Death Eater couldn't squeal on everyone else to save their own hide. He probably kept Pettigrew a close guarded secret. Maybe someone did know but you'll have a hard time proving it. All you will do is repeat the same trials that took place at the end of the war with the same results."

The Secretary gave Gibbs a sympathetic look. "We all lost people we loved in that damn war Gibbs. I wish we could put them all behind bars or in the ground where they belong, but the world has never been fair."

With that the meeting ended. Gibbs and Vance stood to shake Crawford's hand as he left.

…. Salem's Magical Injuries Clinic (next morning) …..

Sirius Black laid down on a bed looking up at a pure white ceiling. He had been moved to the hospital three weeks ago after the Veritaserum cleared him of all charges. The wing he was in was secret and only used to treat people that could be targeted for various reasons while in recovery. A lot of famous Aurors passed through this wing and they even had one room permanently reserved for Leroy Gibbs.

Today he would meet his Godson Harry Potter and his sister, Willow. He was nervous and excited all in one. He never thought he would be a free man again, but the Americans came through.

After he woke up and regained human form, the California Coven had questioned him about his identity and motives for protecting Ginevra Weasley. After confirming he was telling the truth they contacted the A.R.W.K. and explained to them what had happened. After giving another account of the true events leading up to the last days of the war, the American Aurors had begun to take action.

Two days ago, Caitlin Todd told him they had successfully raided the Weasley home and apprehended the traitor Peter Pettigrew. She had also assured him Harry and the Weasley Family were safe and steps were being taken to insure they remained so. Black wasn't sure what she had meant but figured he would find out eventually.

Suddenly, a knock came from the door and an elderly nurse walked in. "Ah good your awake. If you're up for it, you have a few visitors."

Sirius noticed her smile and knew who she was talking about. "Yes, send them in please."

The door opened again, and an old man walked through dressed in expensive looking blueish robes made from some scale covered hide. He was followed by a young boy with messy black hair wearing Gryffindor styled scarlet robes and a young ginger girl wearing Slytherin style green robes. Oddly enough the boy's robes had little golden snakes and the girl's little silver lions. Sirius laughed at the oddly decorated garments.

Harry smiled nervously. "We thought you'd appreciate the joke."

Sirius laid there taking in the sight of his dead friend's children. Harry was James reborn except for Lily's eyes. He was startled to see his Godson didn't need glasses like James had. How many times the loss of his glass had caused James complications in both life and battle Sirius would never know, at least Harry didn't have the same handicap. Willow was the same as her brother only in reverse.

"Glad you're looking well Black." Whitehall said formally as he sat down in a chair by the corner.

The soon to be Lord Black looked at Whitehall uneasily. He had known this man once and was shocked to learn that kind-hearted Lily Evans came from the Pureblood Elitist. Some people may simply be born evil, but three in a row took extreme effort. He didn't trust him taking care of all that remained of the two most loving people to ever live.

Willow sensed Sirius's turmoil and asked to distract him. "How has your recovery been?"

The sickly man turned his gaze on Willow smiling. "Very well. Can't wait to get out of here and back on a broomstick though. Do you fly?"

"Yes." Willow said happily. "I just don't use a broomstick."

Sirius was confused by this but said nothing as he looked to Harry. The boy was studying him silently. "Did you have a good Christmas, Harry?"

His Godson was startled out of his musings by being addressed. He recovered and said. "Yes sir, got a ton of presents."

Sirius seemed to expect more. Willow took a shot in the dark and asked. "Did you send Harry a present Sirius?"

The smile on his face was a dead giveaway. "Course I did. What kind of Godfather would I be if I didn't? I was the one who sent you the Firebolt."

"Oh, that was you. Thanks." Harry said startled. "How did you manage to buy a broomstick while on the run?"

This was not the way Sirius figures Harry would react. He was expecting a hug and babbling about how fast he had already gone on it. "I placed the order through the mail and the Goblin that takes care of my vault signed off on it."

"I'm sure the greedy creature made you pay just as much for his signature as you did the broomstick." Victor said offhandedly with a chuckle.

Black looked towards the man in the corner coldly. "I don't mind so much. At least the Goblins are honest in their greed and trickery, unlike some Wizards."

Willow figured this first time meeting with Sirius Black wasn't going very well. Trying to change the subject she said. "My Godfather and Remus Lupin send their best wishes. Unfortunately, Hagrid couldn't get away due to an unexpected Unicorn pregnancy, and Remus has trouble getting out of the country because of his condition."

A dark shadow seemed to cross Sirius's sunken face as he looked once more at Whitehall. "The Pureblood agenda is still full steam ahead I see. Even after it caused a damn war nothing changed."

Suppressing a frustrated groan, Willow turned to Victor. "Why don't you and I go see Salem, Grandpa. You can show me all the true magical historical sights. This well give Harry time to get to know his Godfather."

Harry looked nervously between his sister, grandfather, and godfather. He wasn't really sure he wanted Victor and Willow to go.

Victor, on the other hand, was thinking it might be for the best. Black seemed to have him pegged as a Pureblood Elitist, which could cause an argument if the wrong thing got said. He honestly believed that was exactly the thing Black wanted, he just didn't know why. Was he trying to make him look bad in front of the kids maybe?

Victor stood and said. "Very well. Harry don't forget we are meeting Joyce Summers and her daughters around four for dinner. If you need anything, I'll ask Auror McGee to wait outside and Auror Todd can fallow us."

Harry looked at Willow confused. "Why is Dawn and her family here?"

Willow rolled her eyes smiling and nodded her head towards Sirius. "Dawn had to finish paperwork that exonerates her on illegally smuggling an unregistered Animagus into the country."

Sirius gave the redhead a worried look. "The girl's not in trouble is she?"

"Oh no!" Willow quickly assured him. "It's only formalities or something. I think they want to discuss the Hogsmeade Demon a little more in detail really."

"I've been meaning to ask more about that." Sirius said with a stern look. "Why did that thing attack Harry and his friends. Also, how did the fight end? Last thing I remember was getting bit, followed by a burning pain, and then darkness."

"Harry will fill you in Sirius." Willow said hugging her brother. She and Victor then left the man alone with his godson.

….. Whitehall Cottage (same day five hours ahead) …..

Spike was having a warm cup of blood with Drusilla at the dining table. Things were quiet at the moment. They had been to Whitehall Manor on Christmas Day for dinner where they were informed about Sirius Black. They had been the ones to tell everyone about Dawn discovering the dog that saved her was an Animagus.

When they had brought the dog to Whitehall Cottage, Angel decided to contact the California Coven. Ever sense Willow went postal, the coven had been more involved with Sunnydale. This gave Buffy more support during combat even if they had to compromise on a few things. One compromise was all human based magical crime would be under the jurisdiction of the coven. Sense they were dealing with an illegal Animagus, the coven was given full authority. However, they kept the Scoobies in the loop.

Spike was thinking about heading over to Sunnydale for a while when Drusilla let out a scream of surprise. He looked up to see her holding her doll close in a death grip terrified.

"Dru, Pet, what is it?" He asked worried.

The dark haired Vampiress began to rock back and forth as she muttered in a scared shaky voice. "The shiny old sword is a fake horse. Destroy the fake horse. The shiny old sword is a fake horse. Destroy the fake horse."

Spike came around the table and shook the woman by her shoulders hard. "Dru, talk to me, what's wrong!"

The Vampiress came out of her daze and focused on the bottle blonde. "Ginevra."

That one word was all it took to get Spike running for the fireplace. He just hoped he'd make it in time.

…. The Burrow (a few minutes earlier) ….

Arthur Weasley was in his tool shed examining a sword Perkins had given him for Christmas. The sword was an antique Cutlass that dated back almost three hundred years. His coworker had saw it in an antique Muggle shop and bought it immediately. Surprisingly, it hadn't cost very much at all.

After polishing the blade and re-sheathing the weapon, he began to leave. He was thinking of lunch when he heard someone behind him talk in a gravelly voice. "Thank's for the shin matey."

Arthur began to reach for his wand as he turned but stopped. Looking down at his stomach he saw the pointy end of the sword he just polished poking out of his side. His world slowly faded to black as he fell to the ground. Just before passing out Arthur heard the same gravelly voice say. "Would stay an' chat good sir, but I's got me a lil' redhead ter kill."

In the kitchen, Molly Weasley was preparing lunch for her family. The Twins were gone for the day, staying overnight at Lee Jordan's house. The only children home were Bill, Charley, Percy, Ron, and Ginny. It was as she stirred her soup the Weasley Family Clock let out a warning. She quickly turned to see that Arthur's hand had moved to 'Mortal Peril'.

Footsteps could be heard coming quickly from the Living Room. Molly's two oldest sons came sprinting into the kitchen and skidded straight into the table.

"What happened!" Bill asked scared. Horrible thoughts running through his head.

"Oh God, Bill look! Dad's clock hand!" At Charles scream Bill turned to the old clock. Both boys exchanged a terrified look and tore out the kitchen door, heading for the tool shed. Molly stood in shock as her three remaining children ran in.

"Stay here!" Molly yelled as she turned to fallow her oldest sons.

Bill and Charley were standing in shocked confusion looking down the path that lead to Arthur's shed. Coming up the lane was one of the oddest things they had ever seen and coming from two grown young Wizards, that was saying something. It appeared to be a wet rotting corpse dressed in an old tattered Pirate costume. It had a long stringy brown beard on his skull face and both eyes, large and milky white, were still present despite the lack of eyelids and most facial tissue. On his belt hung a Cutlass and what Bill recognized from Muggle Studies as a gun. It looked like an old flintlock pistol.

"Evening Gents, names Happy Jack. I'm lookin fer a lil red'ead lass 'bout ye high." The corpse said while indicating a spot just above his waist. "Might ya 'ave seen 'er?"

Both boys squared their shoulders ready for an attack. Bill asked coldly. "What do you want with are sister?"

Happy Jack gave out a big bellied laugh. "Now boys, why ya wan' ter ask stupid questions."

Charley aimed his wand and shouted. "Reducto!"

Both boys watched as the spell passed harmlessly through the Pirates chest, as if he wasn't even there. The dead man then pulled his pistol with his left hand and fired at the second oldest brother. Charley managed to move in time to avoid the shot, but he failed to see the small danger Jack pulled from behind his back and throw with his right hand. The dead Pirate had managed to do all this in one fluid motion that showed years of training.

Bill saw the dagger flying threw midair and tried to banish it away with his wand. Unfortunately, his magic had no effect and the projectile found it's mark in Charley's left thigh. Bill's younger brother looked down shocked before falling weakly to the ground. He tried to remain conscious, but darkness overtook him.

"Charley!" Bill screamed. The broader man gave no response to his older brother's shouts though. In the distance the oldest son of Arthur Weasley heard the family clock give off another warning and new Charley's clock hand had moved to 'Mortal Peril'.

Bill rounded angrily on the Pirate. "What did you do!"

Happy Jack gave out a bellowing laugh at William's angry glare. "All me weapons er enchanted see. A powerful death curse. O'course 'hat not all they do."

Every instinct that Bill possessed screamed at him to duck. The Dragon Handler dropped down just in time to avoid a sickly green curse, a curse he knew well after seeing it used in a drunken bar fight in Russia.

Looking up, Bill saw his dad stumbling down the path from the shed. Arthur Weasley's skin was grayish pale, his eyes had rolled back into his head, and his jaw was slacked open with drool running down his chin.

"This crew goin' ter serve me til' they die." Jack said laughing. "Which, thanks to me curse, won' be much longer."

Bill growled to himself as he stood up. He fired a disarming spell at his dad, but Arthur managed to block it. He heard his mom shout behind him. "Bill, what's happening. Why are you attacking your father?"

"Get back mom!" Bill called back desperately as he saw Charley trying to stand. "Get the kids and run! This thing wants Ginny! Dad and Charley are being controlled!"

To his horror, Bill heard his mother running towards him. She fired a Cutting Curse at the dead Pirate and said. "Leave my family alone!"

The curse passed through Jack's chest just like Charley's Reducto had. "Wha' you goin' ta do love? Been dead a while. Your fancy spells don' hurt me."

Just then both mother and son heard a voice they weren't expecting. "Get away from him and leave it to me!" Spike yelled coming down the path. Bill turned a confused look at the vampire. "Get back to the house and protect the young ones."

"How are you walking in daylight?" Molly asked shocked.

"Willow made me, Dru, and Angel jewelry that lets us walk in sunlight as long as we have our souls." Spike explained quickly. He studied the big bad carefully.

Happy Jack was staring off towards the house, not paying any attention to the people around him. He pulled his Cutlass and threw it hard towards the Burrow with unnatural strength.

Just inside the kitchen Percy was trying to keep his younger siblings safe. Looking down he told Ron. "Take Ginny and floo over to the Lovegood's. I'll try and help."

Ron had a scared look on his face as he looked out the door. "Look out!" He screamed as the Cutlass came through and lightly sliced into his brother's side. Percy looked down and fainted dead away as the curse started to take effect.

Ginny was crying as Ron tried to shake Percy awake. "Come on Percy wake up! We need you damn it!"

Back in the yard Spike's demon hearing picked up the words Ron was screaming. He knew Percy would try and kill Ginny soon if someone didn't get back there quick. Then he got another shock as the Pirate faded away. He swore and turned back towards the house just as a blasting curse went off at his feet.

Arthur and Charley had begun advancing on Molly and Bill. Both Weasleys still in control of themselves were fighting for all they were worth to stop the two that weren't. The fight was made more difficult sense they didn't want to hurt them. Arthur and Charley were attacking with reckless abandon using full lethal force.

Ron and Ginny watched scared as the Cutlass glowed an ominous green, were it had stuck in the wall, and Happy Jack appeared. The monster looked down at the girl. "Ah, ya must be Ginny."

The undead Pirate made to split the girl in two but was stopped by a powerful hand grabbing his arm. Surprised, he turned to see Drusilla standing there looking pissed. "You will not harm the little fire."

The Vampiress then turned her hips quickly, tossing the corpse over her shoulder, and slammed Jack through the kitchen table. The Pirate countered quickly and ran Drusilla threw with his sword. The Vampiress looked down at her ruined dress angrily and backhanded the Pirate back outside the kitchen door. She quickly removed the sword from her body and threw it after him.

Turning to Ron she saw a sickly looking Percy trying to stand up. She quickly knocked him back out and told the other two. "Run, there's nothing you can do here."

"What is that thing and how do we stop it?" Ginny screamed at the Vampiress.

"The name be Happy Jack, former Cap'ain o' the White Gull." Drusilla turned growling with her game face on at the Pirate's voice. "An' as fer stoppin' me, been dead fer a while lass. Not much left ter stop."

Jack began walking forward only to be stopped at the threshold by an invisible barrier that his weapons wouldn't pass over. He turned around to see Bill running up while casting the barrier spell. In the distance Spike and Molly were holding Arthur and Charley at bay.

"Get the hell away from my family." The oldest brother growled.

Jack gave a war cry and charged Bill with his sword and flintlock drawn. The redhead managed to banish a bullet just as it was fired and duck under a sword swing. Bill roled away and sprang back to his feet.

Just as Jack turned to charge again, Bill took aim at the sword. The man had seen how the barrier stopped the weapons and was hoping he could at least disarm the bastard. He fired a Reducto straight at the base of the blade.

The sword shattered like glass with a bang equal to a thunderclap. Happy Jack let out a ghostly wail and disappeared in a flash of light. Arthur and Charley both fell to the ground unconscious and Molly quickly began to levitate them towards the house.

"Quickly!" She cried. "We need to get to Saint Mungo's! Arthur isn't breathing!"