Chapter 2 - The Big Disaster
The disaster that all know will for decades, or so they think.
But the events did not happen like we all think at all.
The Potter family will be famous for the events of this night and most do not even know all the names with the event.
Here are the true events of that bloody night.
There were 4 people that lived there James Potter and Lily Evans Potter along with their twin sons Harry James Potter and Lewis James Potter. The House was in a nice and quiet neighborhood, but that night would be anything but quiet or peaceful at all.
Suddenly an explosion happens, and the Potters popped up and looked out the window to see that it was a colossal skull,
composed of what looked like emerald stars,
with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue.
The Dark Mark was there high above their house for all to see.
As they watched, it rose higher and higher, blazing in a haze
of greenish smoke, etched against the black sky like a new constellation.
They ran upstairs to try to escape with the boys, but it was not possible. Lily stayed upstairs to put some protective spells in place while James ran downstairs to hold the enemy up,
and Voldemort said, "If you take Lilly and Harry and leave it is only Lewis that must die." With them pointing wands at each other.
"If I let him die, then I would not be able to leave with myself when Harry learns that I let his twin die." Said James.
"But he will be alive." Said Voldemort.
"But killing his twin will just make Harry you enemy instead."
Said James.
"Are you going to leave?" Asked Voldemort.
"You know the answer." Said James.
After exchanging a few spells Voldemort smote him down.
Upstairs Lily was waiting and hearing him coming she tried again to transport out, but the spell failed again. At that very second,
he walked in and then Lilly spoke, "Don't kill him."
"You know of the fortune." Said Voldemort.
"Yes, where Lewis is supposed to be your downfall." Said Lilly.
"So, then you know why Lewis must die." Said Voldemort.
"You know why I must protect him." Said Lilly.
"You and Harry could live." Said Voldemort.
"Please leave him be." Begged Lilly.
Then a large crack sound happened and bright green light,
and she fell to the ground. Then Voldemort walked to the side of the crib and said, "The boy who is supposed to end it all.
How is this boy supposed to be powerful enough to end me.
Lewis your family dead because of you, now you are next."
Lewis was awake looking directly at Voldemort,
both with both a mad and sad look on his face.
"Do you understand what happened, you look like you understand?"
Said Voldemort, "You can't you one."
Then he felt someone trying to force his way into his mind,
he fought back but let them in.
'Why did she have to die.' He heard in his mind.
"Where are you?" Asked Voldemort.
'Are you blind?' Went the Voice in his head.
"No." Said Voldemort.
'Look down.' Said the voice and one of the babies was flicking him off.
'You murdered them.'
"I gave them a choice." Said Voldemort.
'An impossible choice.' Through Lewis.
"You are still next." Said Voldemort.
A large crack sound happened and bright green flash.
The next thang was a spirit of Voldemort was over him,
he hung around steering and thinking about what happened for two hours and eventually left.
Lewis felt a strange presence inside him, but something that got added to him, as time passed memories started opening and new abilities.
One hour after that Serius showed up at his normal check in time and found a destroyed house, dead friends, but he did find two living god sons, then he seen Lewis wake up, and Lewis started crying then he heard, 'There dead, they were murdered.'
"Let me get you to safety." Said Sirius. He got the triplets away from the house. "Keep quiet." Then he set the house on fire.
Then translocated away with them.
A few minutes later Hagrid showed up.
He searched the house but nothing.
A man appeared on the corner the cat had been watching, appeared so suddenly and silently you would have thought he had just popped out of the ground. The cat's tail twitched, and its eyes narrowed. Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive. He was tall, thin, and old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots.
His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice.
This man's name was Albus Dumbledore. Albus Dumbledore did not seem to realize that he had just arrived in a street where everything from his name to his boots was unwelcome. He was busy rummaging in his cloak, looking for something.
But he did seem to realize he was being watched, because he looked up suddenly at the cat, which was still staring at him from the other end of the street.
For some reason, the sight of the cat seemed to amuse him.
He chuckled and muttered, "I should have known."
He found what he was looking for in his inside pocket. It seemed to be a silver cigarette lighter. He flicked it open, held it up in the air, and clicked it. The nearest streetlamp went out with a little pop. He clicked it again - the next lamp flickered into darkness. Twelve times he clicked the Put-Outer, until the only lights left on the whole street were two tiny pinpricks in the distance, which were the eyes of the cat watching him. If anyone looked out of their window now, even beady-eyed Mrs. Dursley, they would not be able to see anything that was happening down on the pavement.
Dumbledore slipped the Put-Outer back inside his cloak and set off down the street toward number four, where he sat down on the wall next to the cat. He did not look at it, but after a moment he spoke to it.
"Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall." He turned to smile at the tabby, but it had gone.
Instead, he was smiling at a rather severe-looking woman who was wearing square glasses exactly the shape of the markings the cat had had around its eyes. She, too, was wearing a cloak, an emerald one. Her black hair was drawn into a tight bun. She looked distinctly ruffled.
"How did you know it was me?" she asked.
"My dear Professor, I 've never seen a cat sit so stiffly."
"You'd be stiff if you'd been sitting on a brick wall all day,"
said Professor McGonagall.
"All day? When you could have been celebrating? I must
have passed a dozen feasts and parties on my way here." Professor McGonagall sniffed angrily.
"Oh yes, everyone's celebrating, all right," she said impatiently.
"You'd think they'd be a bit more careful, but no - even the Muggles have noticed something's going on. It was on their news." She jerked her head back at the Dursleys' dark living-room window.
"I heard it. Flocks of owls... shooting stars... Well, they are not completely stupid. They were bound to notice something.
Shooting stars down in Kent - I will bet that was Dedalus Diggle. He never had much sense."
"You can't blame them," said Dumbledore gently.
"We've had precious little to celebrate for eleven years."
"I know that," said Professor McGonagall irritably.
"But that's no reason to lose our heads. People are being downright careless, out on the streets in broad daylight,
not even dressed in Muggle clothes, swapping rumors."
She threw a sharp, sideways glance at Dumbledore here,
as though hoping he was going to tell her something, but he did not,
so she went on. "A fine thing it would be if, on the very day You-Know-Who seems to have disappeared at last, the Muggles found out about us all. I suppose he really has gone, Dumbledore?"
"It certainly seems so," said Dumbledore. "We have much to be thankful for. Would you care for a lemon drop?"
"A what?"
"A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of."
"No, thank you," said Professor McGonagall coldly,
as though she did not think this was the moment for lemon drops.
"As I say, even if You-Know-Who has gone -"
"My dear Professor, surely a sensible person like yourself can call him by his name. All this 'You- Know-Who' nonsense - for eleven years I have been trying to persuade people to call him by his proper name: Voldemort." Professor McGonagall flinched, but Dumbledore, who was unsticking two lemon drops, seemed not to notice. "It all gets so confusing if we keep saying 'You-Know-Who.' I have never seen any reason to be frightened of saying Voldemort's name.
"I know you haven 't, said Professor McGonagall, sounding half exasperated, half admiring. "But you're different. Everyone knows you're the only one You-Know- oh, all right, Voldemort,
was frightened of."
"You flatter me," said Dumbledore calmly. "Voldemort had powers I will never have."
"Only because you're too - well - noble to use them."
"It's lucky it's dark. I haven't blushed so much since Madam Pomphrey told me she liked my new earmuffs."
Professor McGonagall shot a sharp look at Dumbledore and said, "The owls are nothing next to the rumors that are flying around. You know what everyone is saying? About why he has disappeared?
About what finally stopped him?"
It seemed that Professor McGonagall had reached the point she was most anxious to discuss, the real reason she had been waiting on a cold, hard wall all day, for neither as a cat nor as a woman had she fixed Dumbledore with such a piercing stare as she did now. It was plain that whatever "everyone" was saying, she was not going to believe it until Dumbledore told her it was true. Dumbledore, however, was choosing another lemon drop and did not answer.
"What they're saying," she pressed on, "is that last night Voldemort turned up in Godric's Hollow.
He went to find the Potters. The rumor is that Lily and James Potter are - are - that they're - dead. "
Dumbledore bowed his head. Professor McGonagall gasped.
"Lily and James... I cannot believe it... I didn't want to believe it... Oh, Albus..."
Dumbledore reached out and patted her on the shoulder.
"I know... I know..." he said heavily.
Professor McGonagall's voice trembled as she went on.
"That's not all. They are saying he tried to kill the Potter's son Harry. But – he could not. He could not kill Harry. No one knows why, or how, but they are saying that when he could not kill Harry, Voldemort's power somehow broke - and that is why he is gone. Dumbledore nodded glumly.
"It's - it's true?" faltered Professor McGonagall.
"After all he's done... all the people he's killed... he couldn't kill a little boy? It's just astounding... of all the things to stop him... but how in the name of heaven did they Harry survive?"
"We can only guess," said Dumbledore. "We may never know."
Professor McGonagall pulled out a lace handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes beneath her spectacles. Dumbledore gave a great sniff as he took a golden watch from his pocket and examined it. It was a very odd watch.
It had twelve hands but no numbers; instead, little planets were moving around the edge. It must have made sense to Dumbledore, though, because he put it back in his pocket and said, "Hagrid's late. I suppose it was he who told you I'd be here, by the way?"
"Yes," said Professor McGonagall. "And I don't suppose you're going to tell me why you're here, of all places?"
"I've come to bring the boys to his aunt and uncle. They're the only family he has left now."
"You don't mean - you can't mean the people who live here?" Cried Professor McGonagall, jumping to her feet and pointing at number four.
"Dumbledore - you can't. I've been watching them all day.
You could not find two people who are less like us. And they have got this son - I saw him kicking his mother all the way up the street,
screaming for sweets. Harry Potter come and live here!"
"It's the best place for him," said Dumbledore firmly.
"His aunt and uncle will be able to explain everything to him when he's older. I've written them a letter."
"A letter?" repeated Professor McGonagall faintly, sitting back down on the wall. "Really, Dumbledore, you think you can explain all this in a letter? These people will never understand him! He'll be famous – a legend - I wouldn't be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter day in the future - there will be books written about Harry - every child in our world will know his name!"
"Exactly," said Dumbledore, looking very seriously over the top of his half-moon glasses. "It would be enough to turn any boy's head. Famous before he can walk and talk! Famous for something he won't even remember! Can you see how much better off he'll be, growing up away from all that until he's ready to take it?"
Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, changed her mind, swallowed, and then said, "Yes - yes, you're right, of course. But how is the boy getting here, Dumbledore?"
She eyed his cloak suddenly as though she thought he might be hiding Harry underneath it.
"Hagrid's bringing him."
"You think it - wise - to trust Hagrid with someone as
important as this?"
"I would trust Hagrid with my life," said Dumbledore.
"I'm not saying his heart isn't in the right place,"
said Professor McGonagall grudgingly, "but you can't pretend he's not careless. He does tend to - what was that?"
A low rumbling sound had broken the silence around them.
It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down the street for some sign of a headlight; it swelled to a roar as they both looked up at the sky – and a huge motorcycle fell out of the air and landed on the road in front of them.
If the motorcycle was huge, it was nothing to the man sitting astride it. He was almost twice as tall as a normal man and at least five times as wide. He looked simply too big to be allowed, and so wild – long tangles of bushy black hair and beard hid most of his face, he had handed the size of trash can lids, and his feet in their leather boots.
"Hagrid," said Dumbledore, sounding relieved. "At last. And where did you get that motorcycle?"
"Who cares about that there all dead." said the giant, climbing off the motorcycle as he spoke. "House burnt to the ground. The house was destroyed. I just gotten out all right before the Muggles started swarming around, but there all dead."
Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall started looking.
"Where is he?" whispered Professor McGonagall.
"There are all dead." Said Hagrid.
"Will we need to make new plains." Said Albus.
"Don't want to talk about it right now." Said Hagrid. He got back on the motorcycle and showed at the borrow. Then collapsed onto a bench in the back yard and started crying.
Molly ran out and asked Hagrid, "What wrong?"
"We lost all of them." Said Hagrid.
"Who?" Asked Molly.
"The Potters, all five of them." Said Hagrid. "I just want to go home and be alone, we let them down."
"How about you stay here tonight then Arthur will bring you home tomorrow, you should not be alone." Said Molly.
Then the boys started coming out then Charley asked,
"Hagrid what wrong?"
"Lost someone." Said Hagrid.
"Who did you lose?" Asked Bill.
"A good friend." Said Hagrid.
"Why don't we watch something funny get you mind off this."
Said Charley, "Don't like my Hagrid sad."
"Yaa, Uncle Hagrid." Said Percy.
They watched movies for the rest of the day.
Chapter 6 - The Train Ride to Remember
Percy and the middle Twins made it through before,
Lewis, Elijah, and Harry and a big black dog made it to the exact spot where the segment of wall where the Portal was before Ron, Rob, and Rod could head there. Then they standing there. Weasleys where just watching them.
"So, padfoot, what do we do now?" Asked Lewis.
Molly, Ron, Rod, and Rob still watching.
Then the dog run through the wall.
"See Padfoot knows all." Said Lewis. "He is wise."
Then the three followed them through the wall.
Then started down the platform in search of an empty seat. They pushed on through the crowd until he found an empty compartment near the end of the train. Lewis got in first they got the two owls in first,
and then started to struggle to get the trunks toward the train door. They tried to lift it up the steps but could hardly raise one end and twice he dropped it painfully on his foot. "You ok bro?"
"Oy, Fred! C'mere and help!"
The twins' get Lewis and Harry stuff on the train, then Harry's, Elijah's, and Lewis' trunk was at last tucked away in a corner of the compartment.
They sat down on the train. "Thank you twins there." Said Lewis. Then the Weasley triplets got their trunks into the same compartment as the Blacks. The black dog was now at the triplets' feet.
"No problem." Said Fred. "Nice dog."
"Thanks, he a sweety, but protective." Said Lewis. "But he acts like he knows you. Not sure how."
Then the train was off then Ron, Rob, and Rob joined the compartment with raven haired triplets. Then before the young red hared boys,
shut the door three more red heads joined them and saw there where next to each other keeping their eyes on the red heads.
Ron asked, "What is your names?"
"We are Blacks." Said Lewis.
"Your Potters, you died." Said Ron. "Emerald eyes and raven hair."
"Potters?" Asked Lewis.
"There are famous here." Said Ron.
"In Great Britton?" Asked Lewis.
"Yes." Said Ron.
"We lived in America we moved there to get away from this wizarding war you guys had here," Said Lewis, "He wanted his hairs safe."
The trolly man showed up. "Food anyone." He asked.
"Yes." Lewis said.
The triplets picked a load of food, enough for the room.
"Will boys dig in." Said Lewis.
"We got a corned beef sandwich." Said Ron.
They looked at the pile of food. "Would you rather have some of this,
we would be happy for the sandwich." Said Harry.
"That smells so good." Said Lewis. "Do you see something you like,
we have more than enough food, I will trade you."
The Weasley handed the sandwiches over. Lewis divided it between him and his two brothers and the dog. "Grab whatever you want to."
The sandwiches where soon gone.
Then started looking though the other food.
"Who are you boys?" Asked Percy.
"We know your Weasleys, Those three are differently cute." Said Lewis.
"Love those cute freckles."
"I am Percy, those two are Fred and George, and the other three are Ron, Rod, and Rob." Said Percy.
"Why are you three alone in the station?" Asked Ron. "Who are your parents? Where are they?"
"Sirius Black is our Dad." Said Lewis.
Fred and George where looking at the food.
"Are you two hungry?" Asked Lewis.
"We could eat, more." Said Fred.
"Dig in." Said Lewis. "Would you mind if I opened the window? It is hot."
"Fine with me." Said Ron. Lewis opened the window
"So, your whole family wizards to?" Asked Lewis.
"Five," said Ron. For some reason, he was looking gloomy. "I'm the sixth in our family to go to Hogwarts. You could say I've got a lot to live up to. Bill and Charlie have already left - Bill was head boy and Charlie was captain of Quidditch. Now Percy's a prefect. Fred and George mess around a lot, but they still get really good marks and everyone thinks they're really funny. Everyone expects me to do as well as the others, but if I do, it's no big deal, because they did it first. You never get anything new, either, with five brothers. I've got Bill's old robes, Charlie's old wand, and Percy's old rat." Ron reached inside his jacket and pulled out a fat gray rat, which was asleep.
Ron's ears went pink. He seemed to think he'd said too much, because he went back to staring out of the window.
"Can I look at the frogs?"
"Can I have a frog? I might get Agrippa." Asked Ron.
"Ron if the food is sitting there then you can eat it don't ask." Said Lewis.
Soon he had not only Dumbledore and Morgana, but Hengist of Woodcroft, Alberic Grunnion, Circe, Paracelsus, and Merlin. He finally tore his eyes away from the druidess Cliodna, who was scratching her nose. They were now open a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.
"You want to be careful with those," Ron warned Harry. "When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor - you know, you get all the ordinary ones like chocolate and peppermint and mar- malade, but then you can get spinach and liver and tripe. George reckons he had a booger flavored one once." Ron picked up a green bean, looked at it carefully, and bit into a corner. "Bleaaargh - see? Sprouts."
They had a good time eating Every Flavor Beans. The Twins got toast, coconut, baked bean, strawberry, curry, grass, coffee, sardine, and was even brave enough to nibble the end of a funny gray one Ron wouldn't touch, which turned out to be pepper. The countryside now flying past the window was becoming wilder. The neat fields had gone. Now there were woods, twisting rivers, and dark green hills.
There was a knock on the door of their compartment and the round-faced boy Harry had passed on platform nine and threequarters came in. He looked tearful.
"Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all?"
When they shook their heads, he wailed, "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"
"He'll turn up," said Harry.
"Yes," said the boy miserably. "Well, if you see him..." He left.
"Don't know why he's so bothered," said Ron. "If I'd brought a toad, I'd lose it as quick as I could. Mind you, I brought Scabbers, so I can't talk."
The rat was still snoozing on Ron's lap.
"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said. She had a bossy sort of voice, lots of bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth.
"We've already told him we haven't seen it," said Ron, but the girl wasn't listening, she was looking at the wand in his hand.
"Good-by." Said Lewis, standing up and getting her to leave.
"What house are your brothers in?" asked Harry.
"Gryffindor," said Ron. Gloom seemed to be settling on him again.
"Mom and Dad were in it, too. I don't know what they'll say if I'm not.
I don't suppose Ravenclaw would be too bad, but imagine if
they put me in Slytherin."
"There just houses, I don't care as long as we are together." Said Lewis.
"What's your Quidditch team?" Ron asked.
Draco came in, with two other boys, and He was looking at Harry with a lot more interest. This made Lewis nervous. Lewis now moved in between
this boy and his brothers.
"Is it true?" he said. "They're saying all down the train that Potters in this compartment. So, it's you, is it?"
Lewis was looking at the wolf, then he said, "You're a Malfoy. My Dad, Lord Black told me of your lot. There are dangerous. Your Parents are known Death Eaters, we are the hairs of Lord Black, Draco your family is under House Black." Said Lewis. "We also know who your shadows there are too. What do you think."
Ron gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigger.
Draco Malfoy looked at him.
"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford." He turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter.
You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort.
I can help you there."
"These red heads are fellow Blacks, I like them." Said Lewis. "I am sure, my Dad, Lord Black, would not mind pruning the Malfoy branch off the Black family tree. To late we meet the best, LEAVE!" Ordered Lewis steaming with rage. Draco Malfoy didn't go red, but a pink tinge appeared in his pale cheeks. Draco and his two just turned and left.
"I've heard of his family," said Ron darkly. "They were some of the first to come back to our side after You-Know-Who disappeared. Said they'd been bewitched. My dad doesn't believe it. He says Malfoy's father didn't need an excuse to go over to the Dark Side."
"We know who he is, just never meet him." Said Lewis.
A voice echoed through the train: "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."
Lewis had already decided he loved this cute boy.
They crammed their pockets with the last of the sweets and
joined the crowd thronging the corridor.
The train slowed right down and finally stopped. People pushed their way toward the door and out on to a tiny, dark platform. Then a lamp came bobbing over the heads of the students, and Lewis and Harry heard a familiar voice: "Firs' years! Firs' years over here! All right there?" Hagrid's big hairy face beamed over the sea of heads.
"C'mon, follow me - any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! Firs' years follow me!" Then he saw the Weasleys and the Black triplets. He walked up to them and asked, "Ron who are you friends? They look familiar. We seem to have a lot of twins here right now, you two are our first triplets."
"This is the Blacks." Said Ron.
"Who your dad?" Asked Hagrid.
"Sirius Black, he went to school here, did you know our dad?" Asked Lewis. "We are a good little family."
"Will have to get you down to my house," Said Hagrid. "Yes, I know him.
Did not know he had sons."
"Sure, do you already know the Weasleys?" Asked Lewis.
"Yep," Said Hagrid. "Especial these twins, they make me tired running them out of the forest, am I going have to run you out of the forest to,
or will you take after Charley and Bill."
"We are a mix of them all," Said Ron.
They got across the lake and up the stairs. Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.
Chapter 7 - The Sorting
The First years walked away from the dock up the first year's steps to the side of the great hall where they see Minerva McGonagall at the top.
"Greeting First year students your about to enter The Great Hall where we are going to sort you into the 4 great houses of Hogwarts, this will be done by calling you names, and you will come up and I will put the sorting hat on you, and he will decide what house you will be in. Now get in an orderly line and follow me."
"I have a few starts of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch," shows a ragged old man, called Mr. Argus Filch, with his cat with red eyes, called Mrs. Norris," has asked me to remind you that the 3rd floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." Said Albus, He sits back down.
The group of first years huddled near the door wile Minerva walked to the front and grabbed a list and faced the room and placed an old dirty hat one the on a stool. He woke up and started singing the following song.
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts
Teach us something, please, Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees, Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff, For now they are bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff, So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we have forgot, Just do your best, we will do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
"First years please come up and sit on the stool when you name is said." Said Minerva.
Several names were listed then, "Potter, Harry" Said Minerva the hole room went silent wile wondering where he came from was,
he the real one. But no one moved. "Potter, Harry."
Still no one. "Potter, Lewis." But no one moved. "Potter, Lewis."
Still no one moved. "Potter, Elijah." No one moved.
"Potter, Elijah." Still, no one moved.
"Weasley, Robert." "Gryffindor."
Several more names listed till, "Weasley, Ronald," Said Minerva. Ron walked up and sat down, and she put the hat on his head. The hat started talking in his head.
'Another Weasley, so many Weasley sits under me and one more to go…' And again, the hat stops talking in his mine and yells to the room.
"Another Weasley to add to the Gryffindor House Weasley collection." He walks to the Gryffindor table and join his brothers.
Then she finishes List of names.
The triplets still standing there starting to worry.
"Are we getting kicked?" whispered Lewis.
"Not sure we just got here," Said Elijah.
"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts!" Now the professor noticed the three. He walked over to them and asked, "Who are you? Was you name not called."
"Our names were not called. We are Co-hears of House Black, I am Lewis Black, that Harry Black, that Elijah Black." Said Lewis. "Are we getting kicked before day one? Our Dad will disown us, what did we do?"
"Is you Dad, Sirius Black?" Asked Albus.
"Yes," Said Lewis.
"Your Potters, we thought you died." Said Albus.
"We are Blacks or that what our ID says." Said Lewis. "So can we become students? I like those red heads."
"Where Sirius?" Asked Albus.
"Is he in trouble?" Asked Lewis.
"He kidnapped you three." Said Albus.
"We his kids, he can't kidnap us." Said Lewis. "We belong with him."
"He also can't get rid of us either," Said Harry.
"So will you go by Potter, that who you are." Said Albus.
"No, we are Blacks. Contact the bank in London," Said Lewis.
"Fine," Said Albus. "We missed some names."
"Black, Harry." Said Albus.
Harry walked up and she put the hat on his head and he heard a voice. 'So there a lot of petechial you could have if you were in Slytherin.'
Said the Hat in Harry head.
'No, I must be in Gryffindor.' Through Harry.
'But the petechial growth and strength if you were in Slytherin.' Said the hat in harry head again.
'NO, I will be in Gryffindor those cute red heads are there Gryffindor so will I and so will my brothers.' Through Harry.
'Strength and bravery in here to so it will be…' changing from talking in Harry head to outload. "Gryffindor it will be for the sixth Black."
"Black, Lewis." Said Albus.
'So, like your twin there a lot of petechial you could have if you were in Slytherin, but you're going join your brother and so will the last.'
Said the Hat.
'We will be together; I will be in Gryffindor with my brothers and
the nice red heads. Think it would be safe for us there in Gryffindor so will I and so will my brothers.' Through Lewis.
'Another strong Potter mind the fourth your mom and dad where just as strong of well, but I am telling you something you already know,
but you're now a Black, your Sirius' now.'
'So, to …' And the hat stops talking in his mine and yells to the room again, "Gryffindor with this seventh Black to."
Lewis went and sat beside Harry and the Weasleys.
"Black, Elijah." "Gryffindor."
Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Let the feast...begin." And the food appeared.
"I had no doubt that all would end up together." Said Lewis. "Hi, Percy, I am guessing it is not normal for people to take this munch interest in a first years right."
A ghost appeared behind Percy.
"A new generation of Potters." Said Nick.
"You mean Blacks." Said Lewis.
"No, you look like them." Said Sit Nicholas. "You three must be their sons. Lilly and James Potters."
"We are Blacks, Sirius is our Dad." Said Lewis. "We are family,
you know that right? Weasley are decent of House Black."
"Lewis, I must ask you some questions." Said Albus.
The Blacks moved closer to Percy, like they already put Percy in charge.
"Percy, do you trust this man?" Asked Lewis.
"Yes, this is Albus Dumbledore." Said Percy.
"Know he could be dangerous, but that all I know." Said Lewis.
Lewis was once again and his other triplets where behind Percy,
they were looking at the wolf now, then to Percy and said,
"There nice, there my Mom and Dad. We want them adopted as our new brothers. Not taking no as an answer."
"Percy already said we were related. We are both Blacks." Said Lewis.
"Also good sandwiches."
"Yes, who gave you there sandwich? That was nice of them." Said Molly.
"They wanted food off the cart, we wanted the sandwiches." Said Lewis.
"And we enjoyed it." Said Harry.
"Not that we don't eat good." Said Lewis.
"What do you know about you Parents?" Asked Molly.
"Mr. Weasley if you want to wright our Dad, if you got questions,"
Said Lewis, "He is smart."
"What with the wolf," Asked Albus.
"He our familiar." Said Lewis. "His name is Padfoot."
Albus looked at Sirius. "So, you took them, keeping them safe?"
"Our familiar took us?" Asked Lewis.
"You know he not a familiar." Said Albus.
"He our wolf, that all." Said Harry.
"Padfoot," Said Albus.
The triplets looked at each other then they surrounded Padfoot.
"You will not take him from us, will you?" Asked Lewis.
"He all we have." Said Harry.
"We will not let you." Said Lewis. "We will leave first."
"No need, I know he took you." Said Albus.
"Who took the Potters." Said Hagrid, who just came in.
"Also, he can stay here to but we must talk." Said Albus.
"But you promises not to take him." Said Lewis.
"He is ours," said Harry.
"We refuse to let him go." Said Elijah.
"I do." Said Albus.
Then Sirius turned back human. "So how long did you know I had them?"
Then he sat on the sofa, Lewis got in his lap, with Harry and Elijah on either side of their Daddy.
"Day one, but I know you would keep them safe. This idea was good."
Said Albus. "They are your family. They love you to, there connected."
"He been a good dad." Said Lewis. "We claimed him, long ago." Lewis now pulled Sirius arms into a hug around him. "We lived nice, he spoiled us. We have seen a lot of quidditch games, learned a lot."
"We are also close." Said Harry.
"Yaa, we can't get any closer." Said Lewis. "But I also like where I sleep.
Make me happy to be in the center."
"We know it makes you happy." Said Elijah.
"Why did you not tell me they were alive?" Asked Hagrid.
"I told no one. Wanted them safe from the eaters." Said Sirius.
"You wanted to keep them safe, so I can forgive you for that."
Said Hagrid, "But you could have brought me in on it and I could have helped you take care of them."
"I also did not want to share them at all." Said Sirius.
"We are his boys now." Said Lewis.
"You glad he claimed you?" Asked Albus.
"He James' brother, who else has the rights to claim us?" Asked Lewis.
"Tuney or Vernon who would have hated is. Peter who turned on them getting them killed, or Lupin which there is a reason you know, his moon allergy would have end up killing us. Sirius loves us and our dad."
"We would have taken you in." Said Arthur.
"Dumbledore here wanted them at Lilly's sisters, and you would have given in to him." Said Sirius.
"True, since they are family." Said Arthur.
"So, it is a good thang I clamed them." Said Sirius. "I love them to munch to go live with Tuney."
"See we are his and only his." Said Lewis. "Also seems like he the only one who wanted us to."
"Lewis why do you always have to be attached to one of us?"
Asked Sirius. "Not that I am complaining."
"I fell your heartbeat, it is relaxing." Said Lewis. "Also, if attached,
you guys want be disappearing in the night."
"You have separation anxiety, very badly." Said Arthur.
"Last time I lost two." Said Lewis, "Guess, it is nice to have a name for it, for my problem. I am a little nuts."
"You are not nuts," Said Arthur.
"We shared a room and a bathroom. I am a little nuts, right?"
Asked Lewis. "I also seen you two are little nuts to." Now smiling.
"You guys are nudist?" Asked Ron.
"You have brothers and mirrors, does it matter?" Asked Lewis.
"Your older brother I bet changed your diapers and bathed you."
"They did, Charley took care of me, Percy took care of Rob,
Bill took care of Rod. Fred and George helped with all three of us."
Said Ron, "They are my handsome brothers."
Then Lewis whispered into Ron ear. "Charley is, not sure about the rest."
Said Ron, "But we took bathes together."
"Wait I just did the math, there are six of you guys and you told me eight names, so assuming two are out of school already." Said Lewis.
"Yes," Said Ron.
"So can we move back to England for the summer?" Asked Lewis.
"To the borrow, in my room. I want this one here." Said Ron, "Mr. Black,
I have claimed your Lewis, he is mine now."
"He is?" Asked Elijah. "He can't Lewis is ours."
"Yes, not giving him a choice." Said Ron. Lewis smiled again.
Rob sat next to Harry and hugged him saying, "This one is mine now."
"I am?" Asked Harry.
Rod grabbed Elijah and hugged him, "Think this was meant to be,
three of them three of us."
"You know those two are still mine, but as long as long as you take care of those two, and I have one of your to." Said Lewis. "Percy we are tired, can you show where first year are supposed to sleep, we are tired."
"Sirius you can stay at mine tonight." Said Hagrid.
"Yaa, Dad stay with Hagrid and get to know your old friend tonight."
Said Lewis. "Sure, he love you."
"Nope," Said Sirius. "Following you three."
They left for the tower. And entered and went up to their room. And they saw the frog boy from the train and two others.
Lewis asked, "So Nev did you find your frog?"
"Yes, I did." Said Nev.
"That good, so your Dean Thomas." Said Lewis. "So, do you handsome boys want to be our friends?"
"You want to be our friend?" Asked Dean.
"The Boys who lived, want to know us?" Asked Nev.
"What?" Asked Lewis, "You're the boy who lived to unless I am talking to a dead boy."
"Lewis you three are known as the 'Boys who Lived.'"
"It is part of the whole your famous thang." Said Rob.
"Will these three red head be the 'Boys who are cute."
Said Lewis. "Ron, Rob, and Rod Weasley."
"You think we are cute?" Asked The Weasley Triplets.
"The Red Hear." Said Harry.
"Wonderfully cute freckles." Said Lewis. "Nice, cute but, there ours now."
Then Lewis walked up to Nev, with his two brothers.
"Nev, how are you doing?" asked Lewis.
"Good," said Nev.
"If you need to talk, please do so," said Lewis. "We can help each other."
"You know?" asked Nev.
"We know," said Lewis, "We will not tell."
"But we will be here," said Harry.
"So, where you three bean, most said you died at two." Said Dean. "They said the last chance agent him died."
"Going share our first true secret, we can tell what someone is thinking and what they truly want, deep down. I know the first time I saw you wanted me to be yours." Said Lewis.
"You know." Said Ron. "I do as a boyfriend."
"Rob is the same with Harry." Said Lewis.
"I am," Said Rob.
"Rod over there likes Elijah." Said Lewis.
"True." Said Rod.
"So, can I sleep with you Ron?" Asked Lewis.
"Same, can I sleep with you Rob?" Asked Harry.
"So, we also have five beds for eight." Said Lewis.
"Sure Lewis," Said Ron.
"Sure Harry," added Ron.
Lewis then striped followed by Harry and Elijah. Then the Weasley triplets followed. They then Looked at Nev and Dead.
"Guys join us, plus I think you two will make a good couple."
Said Lewis. "Strip, and feel good. Or can I for you." Taking his robs off.
Ron was doing the same for Dean, while the other where setting on the beds. Then Lewis took off Nev shirt, then pants leaving just his undies. Now Dean was the same.
Lewis walked up and put Nev into a hug from behind, "So how about losing the last peace? Dean?"
Dean lost his last peace, walked up and hugged Nev, and smacked Lewis' ass at the same time, then Lewis smacked Dean's ass to.
"So Nev join the fun." Said Lewis. "You're already the center of a boy sandwich, those are coming down." Then Lewis pulled them off Nev.
Then smacked Nev ass. "There is a nice ass back here. What about up-front Dean. What do you think."
"There is a nice set of balls and a nice bat to." Said Dean.
Then the couple grouped and started dancing nude.
They all laid down, then Lewis said, "Good night honey, good dreams."
Then kissed him.
"You to." Said Ron.
Harry was also hugging Rob, with his legs around him in the same set up as Ron and Lewis. They all fell asleep.
They woke up in the morning and Ron said, "I had a wonderful dream, seemed so real."
Lewis, Elijah, and Harry just smiled, then Rob added, "I did to,
such a nice sunset, lasted so long, wish that island was real."
"That what my dream was about to, we were telling them about our family and our world the whole time." Added Ron.
"Same in mine." Said Rob.
"Same here to," Added Rod.
Then they noticed the Blacks smiling and now giggling.
"You know." Said Ron.
"Yes, we do. Through it was some strange triplet thang.
But we always dreamed together like that." Said Lewis.
"How did you like being added to our dream circle?" Asked Harry.
"Did you know this would happen?" Asked Ron.
"No, but can't say I am unhappy about it." Said Lewis.
"But you should take this as a complement."
"Why." Said Rob.
"Because we allowed you in, where we have not allowed anyone else in. We have also been kept secret. Most strangers we seen make us nervus." Said Lewis. "But you are different. Can't explain why, we just know."
"He right," Said Harry. "We already love you three, and want to do something we never through we would."
"What is that?" Asked the youngest Weasley Twins.
Then the Potters hugged them tightly, and said in unison,
"We have hold of someone we love and we will not let go."
"You're the first we love…" Started Elijah.
"…as much as our others." Finished Lewis.
"We never through we let anyone else in." Said Harry.
"But your, are different. There something." Said Lewis.
Percy, Fred, and George walked in and over to their triplets,
then Lewis said still hugging Ron, "With these in your house for the last eleven years. How did you ever let go of them?"
"We cant." Said Harry, who also was hugging Rob.
"They forgot to add more beds to your dorm." Said Percy.
"We need more beds?" Asked Lewis.
"Yaa your several short." Said Percy.
"The number looks right to me." Said Lewis. "What you think Harry?"
"Looks find to me. We even had the best dreams, every but we were also hugging these." Said Harry.
"And new place we through we have the worst nightmares ever."
Said Lewis. "But we also had these with us."
"Little bros, they seems they taken to you." Said Fred.
"They also have that twin thang you two have." Said Ron.
"And we always wanted." Said Rob.
"But never seemed to get the hang of." Said Ron.
"And now you stared." Said Lewis.
"And you gotten good at." Said Harry.
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