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Chapter 7 - Nope, nope and yes

While standing in front of the dull grey building calling itself 'Wool's Orphanage', Harry weighed his options. On the one hand he could go in there and meet a woman who would either love him or read the letter still in Harry's hand, adressed to the Dursley's, and hate him just like she did with Tom Marvolo Riddle. Harry grew up in an abusive home for like 16 years before going on the run with his to best friends Ron and Hermione. Now he wasn't so sure, if they were his best friends anymore. He found out so many things after dying and that the Weasley's, or Molly and Ron at least, were just people seeing the boy-who-lived. He didn't want that whole story to repeat itself and going to an orphanage, the one his worst enemy grew up in, probably wasn't the best idea. So, should he go to the orphanage?

Nope!

But where else? He could go back to the Dursley's and make up with them, but was that even possible? They would read the letter, rip it in half and immediately throw him into the cupboard. He wasn't hated for his actions, he was hated for who he was. And he even scared Petunia, who fainted, scaring her husband and son. Considering that, Harry doubted that he would ever be accepted in the Dursley's household, no matter what he did or didn't do. So, again, should he go back to the Dursley's?

Nope!

But where to go now? Should he at least stay in Surrey? Or go somewhere else? He really really wanted to make up with Dudley, tho. Dudley wasn't the reason behind the fat baby whale. His parents were. So Harry could stay in Little Winghing and grow up there with a nice and random muggle family, go to the same school and try to control his accidental magic his child body did. That would lead to being friends, or at least be civil with his cousin, even if the brown-haired didn't know of their relationship. So, where to go? Should he stay in Little Winghing and ring at a random door?

Yes!

So, that's what Harry did. He apparated back to Little Winghing, to the border of the town, to be precise, and looked around. He had his blanket in his extended bag from Hermione and the letter still in his hand. But where to go now? Of course he could just run forward to any random house and ring the bell without knowing who lived there. But wouldn't it be better to know who lives where? But there was a problem. When he was still a baby, he didn't really know who lived where, and as he grew older, some people could have moved away to make place for the neighbors he knew. So back to Plan A. Ringing the bell of a random house and hope the people living there are nice to you.

With that thought in mind, Harry waddled down Magnolia Road on his tiny legs and hesitated before ringing the bell of No. 8. He sat on the floor in front of it and waited, his hand still clutching the letter. Whoever lived here should at least know who he was. But he silently cursed when he realized that the letter was still adressed to the Dursley's. The people living here would read the letter and send him staight to where he should go, and Harry didn't want that. But then the door opened and Harry sighed. Now he could only hope that the people here knew how cruel the Dursley's were.

'Hello?' Harry looked up and saw a man with red hair standing in front of him. That man reminded him of Fred, George and Molly, but he couldn't put his finger on who that man was. So Harry noticed the man not noticing him and quickly made himself noticed.

'Hello!' The man looked down and Harry saw brown eyes looking down at him. The red-haired looked shocked, before turning around and shouting into the house.

'GID! THERE IS A BABY IN FRONT OF OUR DOOR!' Seconds later there stood another man, looking exactly like the one at the door, only that this Gid-person had blue eyes. They both looked down at Harry now before Gid bent down and scooped Harry up. 'Fab, look! The boy has a letter! And...it's written in ink. Green ink. On parchment.' That Fab-person seemed to get what his twin was saying and looked even more shocked than before. So Gid gave Fab the letter and went inside with Harry.

'So, little one, who might you be?' Gid was chuckling while Harry looked around curiously. Then he seemed to notice what was happening because he looked at Gid with wide green eyes. 'Harry Potter...', he mumbled, so Gid wouldn't become suspicious to why a one-year-old spoke so well.

'Harry Potter, you say...FAB! He's Harry Potter! Wasn't some boy, James Potter, maybe three years under us at school?' The next second Fab ran into the room, a shocked expression and open mouth, still looking at the letter. 'I know...and you won't believe what happened to James.' Gid figured his twins' behavior had to have something to do with the letter, so he stood up and sat Harry onto the couch before snatching the letter from Fab's hand.

The envelope was with the letter itself so Gid started reading the adress first.

To

Mr. and Mrs. V. Dursley

4 Privet Drive

Little Winghing

Surrey

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Dursley,

as you may have already noticed, this letter came with a little boy. This boy is indeed Harry James Potter, son to James and Lily Potter, nee Evans, your sister, Mrs. Dursley. And you must understand why Harry has to stay with you. I think I'll start from the beginning. Mrs. Dursley, your sister probably told you and your parents about Lord Voldemort, right? And there was a prophecy saying that Harry was the boy to defeat him. Unfortunately for us, Voldemort heard the last part and decided that Harry has to die, so I put the Potter's into hiding. The Fidelius Charm should have kept them save, but the secret keeper, Sirius Black, sold their location to Voldemort. So, yesterday, on 31st October 1981, Voldemort came to Godric's Hollow, the Potter's Hiding place, and killed Harry's parents. And now to the important part. When Lily died, she died fighting for her son's life, which means there is now a blood protection on the boy. This is why Voldemort, when he aimed at Harry, couldn't kill him. The curse still hit Harry at the forehead but he remained unharmed, except that he now has a lighting bolt scar on his forehead. So please, I ask you to take Harry in and care for him like a second son.

Best regards and I'm sorry for your loss

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

So that was why Harry turned up in front off their door. He had to be sent to the Dursley's. But Gid shuddered at the thought of the Dursley's. Him and his brother knew the Dursley's, of course, but they never liked them. They had a son, Dudley, and he was a spoiled baby whale. They didn't blame it on the boy, the parents were the people teaching their son the wrong behavior. They couldn't let Harry be spoiled, too.

'Fab, should we take him?', Gid asked his brother, who immediately nodded. 'Why are you even asking, Gid? Of course we are! We knew his parents, even if they were a few years younger than us, and I somehow got wind of Petunia hating Lily because of magic. We can't let him either get spoiled or abused. We're taking, him! We still have the guest room, right?' They never used that room, since nobody ever came to visit them, but to be honest, nobody knew they were still alive, except the Unspeakable's at the Ministry of Magic, and even most of them didn't know their true identities.

Harry looked from one brother to the other. He couldn't believe it. There were wizards in Little Winghing! And Harry never knew it. And they were only a few years older than his parents at Hogwarts. Still, Harry didn't know who they were, but he had his suspicions. Them calling eachother Gid and Fab was one hint and the red hair and the fact that they were wizard and knew his parents were three more. And Harry was more than eager to find out who had so kindly taken a one-year-old, or 40-year-old for that matter, in.

Ok, people. Guess who they are! The hints are:

- they are twins

- they call eachother Gid and Fab

- they are wizards

- they were a few years above Lily and James

- they have red hair

- they are supposed to be dead

Good luck guessing! Oh, and that's a fanfiction, so don't kill me because I let them live. That idea came from Teddylonglong, who made one of them live and an Unspeakable. But here I am making them both live. I hope you are ok with that, if you were ever to stumble over this story, I don't mean any harm!