I do not own Harry Potter or Danny Phantom!
After the encounter with the ghost, the Potter Twins quickly hurried home with Harry supporting Danny. Even with Danny's sped up healing, he was still losing a lot of blood. Harry quickly opened to the house and pulled Danny inside.
Petunia was there waiting with a smug Dudley standing behind her. "Where have you both be- He's staining my carpet!" she shrieked when she noticed the blood. Dudley looked slightly horrified at the sight of the blood. Even though he enjoyed picking on Harry and was scared of Danny, even he didn't wish anything that drastic on them.
"But there was a coyote! Danny's been bitten!" Harry protested.
"Get him out! Out! Now!" Petunia screamed, forcing them back out of the house.
Dudley looked at his mother. "Mom. He could die."
"I don't care! I don't want his blood staining my carpet!" Petunia shrieked.
Harry's eyes widened as the door was slammed shut on them. "Where now?... " he spoke out loud to himself.
"Mrs. Figg. It might be a pain in the rear to hear about her cats all the time, but I think she'll help us." Danny said quietly, his eyes glazed over a little in pain.
"Right." Harry nodded and started pulling Danny to Mrs. Figg's house.
Harry gasped tiredly as they made it to Mrs. Figg's house. He reached an arm up and knocked on the door.
The elderly woman opened the door and screamed when she saw the blood on Danny's shoulder.
"Please help him, Mrs. Figg. The Dursleys just threw us out." Harry whimpered.
"Lets go. Both of you." she ushered them both inside. She pushed Danny into the kitchen and sat him down on one of the chairs before rushing out of the room to get some bandages.
Danny sighed as he looked at his ruined shirt. It was stained red with blood.
Mrs. Figg came back in and ripped Danny's shirt at the seam to get it off the wound. She then started cleaning it up with peroxide. Danny hissed in pain as she did so.
"What on earth happened to you?" she asked.
"There was a coyote. It bit me." Danny explained through gritted teeth.
"You seem awfully calm for such a terrible experience." She commented.
"I learned how to steel my nerves a long time ago, Mrs. Figg. Whether something scares me or not, I don't let it show." he said.
Harry was sitting in the chair beside him worriedly. "You won't make us go back to them will you?"
Mrs. Figg shook her head. "Oh heavens no. If THIS is their response when one of you is injured this badly, it's probably best I take you for now until I can find a better place for you." she said as she started wrapping bandages around him.
Danny smiled as she finished. "Thank you, Mrs. Figg. I don't know how to repay you for this."
"Don't worry about it. Now you two go up those stairs over there and head to bed. You've had a long day." she gestured to the stairs.
Harry beamed and helped Danny up the stairs.
-With Mrs. Figg-
Mrs. Figg hurriedly took a quill and parchment. She then started scrawling down a letter to Dumbledore. She couldn't send the twins back to the Dursleys, or they would die before they ever made it to eleven.
-With the twins-
Harry was looking at Danny worriedly as they sat on the mattress that was in the guestroom.
"What was that, Danny?" Harry asked. "How did you change forms like that?"
"That was my ghost form." Danny said slowly.
"Ghost form? What do you mean?" Harry tilted his head.
Danny took a deep breath. "I'm half dead. My memory of how I got my powers is foggy at best. The only thing that sticks clear in my head is that it was the worst pain I've ever felt in my life and that it had something to do with electricity. It could have been a machine gone wrong or I could have been struck by lightning. I don't remember. It steadily becomes more clear as I get older. But for now I'm unsure."
Harry frowned and hugged him. "Your powers are really neat. But I'm sorry you had to go through that. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
Danny looked down. "Because I didn't have very good control. I was struggling to keep it together. Imagine what would've happened if the Dursleys had seen it."
Harry's eyes widened. He knew what his brother meant. "I see your point. I understand, Danny."
Mrs. Figg woke the boys up early the next morning.
Danny groaned and sat up. He strode over to the door and opened it. "What is it?"
"Get your brother up. I'm taking you both somewhere today." She told him and then walked away.
Danny tilted his head. He shrugged and went back to the bed. He then shook his brother's shoulder roughly.
"Nnn." Harry grumbled and turned over.
Danny rolled his eyes and yanked the covers off. "Up. Up you lazy bum."
Harry sat up and rubbed his head grumpily. "What is it?"
"Mrs. Figg told me to wake you up. We're heading out somewhere." Danny said.
"Alright..." Harry said and put his glasses on.
The twins looked at Mrs. Figg curiously as she led them out to her car.
They shrugged and got in without any complaint.
Mrs. Figg drove them all the way to London and then led them to a small pub called The Leaky Cauldron. She then pulled them towards a table where a very old man with long silver hair was sitting. At his side was a much younger man with short red hair.
"Hello, Dumbledore." Mrs. Figg greeted.
"Hello, Mrs. Figg. I see you brought them." Dumbledore greeted back as the twins were told to sit at the table.
"Yes. Do you need me for anything else?" Mrs. Figg asked.
"No. I'll take care of the rest from here. Have a good day." Dumbledore smiled with his eyes twinkling. Mrs. Figg smiled back and then left.
"Who are you? What's going on?" Danny asked.
"My name is Dumbledore. I'm the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A school that you'll both be attending as soon as you turn eleven." Dumbledore explained.
"How do you know us?" Harry asked.
"Everyone knows you two. You're both famous. Also, I'm sorry to say that I was the one who made the call to have you both stay with the Dursleys." he looked down.
Danny growled. "Why on earth would you choose to leave us with them?!"
"I'm sorry. I honestly believed that they would take in family despite any differences they held towards your mother. That was a big mistake on my part, and I wish to rectify that mistake now by sending you to stay with a wizarding family." Dumbledore apologized.
Danny settled down. He supposed that he could understand why someone would want to see the good in everyone. Still, it was a rather naive way of thinking. "Who will we stay with?"
Dumbledore smiled and gestured to the man beside him. "This is Arthur Weasley. He's the current head of the Weasley family. He's agreed to take you both in on the condition there's money sent to provide for you both. Which is why I've given him the key to both the Potter Family Vault and your trust fund which was left by your parents. He'll give it to you once you're older. Out of all the wizarding families around, I believe they're the best family to take you in."
The twins looked over at Arthur who smiled kindly. "Hello. It's nice to meet you both. I hope I can make your living experience better. I heard what happened with your family."
"They are not our family. If they were family they would care about us. The only connection we have is through blood. Real family doesn't have to be related by blood." Danny smiled. "I hope my brother and I can come to call the Weasleys our real family."
Arthur looked impressed. "Wisely said, Danny. Now lets go get you both some better clothes and then we'll head home. Professor Dumbledore has already given me a small portion of the money from your vault to buy you some clothes and anything else you might need."
The twins perked up at that and jumped out of their seats to leave. Dumbledore's eyes were twinkling as he watched them. "Good luck, Arthur. I'll be seeing you all." Dumbledore then apparated away.
The twins eyes were wide as Dumbledore apparated.
"That,"
"Was"
"AWESOME!" The twins finished at the same time.
Arthur chuckled and led them to one of the wizarding tailors. The boys were in awe of all the strange shops and people.
Danny bought simple black and white t-shirts, blue-jeans, and tennis shoes. He also drew out a simple black hoodie with his DP symbol in the center to be made for him.
"What's the DP for, Danny?" Arthur asked.
Danny thought for a moment. "It stands for Danny Potter, Mr. Weasley."
Arthur smiled and ruffled his hair. "That's a very interesting design. By the way, you can just call me Arthur."
Harry bought several t-shirts as well which had a slightly larger variety in color than Danny's did. He didn't bother with more jeans or tennis shoes since he and his brother wore the same size in everything. He also bought an emerald green hoodie.
Arthur finally took them home. He explained that they'd be bunking with another boy their age named Ron. Aside him there was also Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, and Ginny.
Danny looked up at the house that he'd come to know as The Burrow. It seemed rather small to house eleven people. They walked inside and gasped as they saw all the magic being done.
A plump woman with long red hair strode over to him. "You must be the Potter Twins. Arthur told me you'd both be coming to stay with us. My name is Molly. It's so good to meet you." she smiled warmly.
The twins weren't used to that sort of attention. They both blushed nervously and stared at the floor. "Thank you." they both said.
Another boy who was their age walked into the room. "Mom, Fred and George have... who are they?"
"Oh, Ron. These are the Potter Twins. Harry and Daniel. They'll be living with us now." Molly explained to him.
"We have another set of twins now? Bloody hell..." he muttered.
Danny chuckled. "It won't be so bad I'm sure."
Harry nodded.
Molly smiled. "You three run along now. Ron, show them around, would you?"
Ron smiled. "Alright!" he then led the twins away to explore. He stopped however when their names finally registered in his head. "Wait. You're Harry and Danny Potter?!"
They both laughed.
"Did you just now catch that?" Danny asked.
Ron nodded, a bit embarrassed.
"Yes we are. Why do you ask?" Harry asked.
"What do you remember from that night? Did you get a good look at... you-know-who's ... face?" Ron asked.
Harry tilted his head. "What night? You-know-who? What are you talking about?"
Danny however had gone rigid. Unlike Harry, he remembered everything about that night very clearly. And it would stay that way if he could help it. He was glad Harry wasn't subjected to that. "Ron. Harry and I just found out we were wizards as of today. We honestly don't know much about ourselves. It's likely that you know more about us than even we do. Our so called relatives tried to beat our wizarding side out of us."
Ron looked disgusted at the idea. "Beat it out of you? That's horrible. I knew Muggles were bad but I didn't think they were that bad."
"Muggles?" The twins repeated.
"That's what we call non-magical people." Ron explained.
Danny wrinkled his nose a bit. "What an insulting term. That's pretty terrible. To answer your question, most normal people are NOT like that. The Dursleys are ANYTHING but normal in personality though. They are abusive bigots. Which I'm sure there are such bigots among wizards as well."
Ron seemed confused by Danny's use of 'big words'. Danny often forgot that most five year olds didn't know what most of those words meant.
Ron showed them all around the Burrow and continued explaining to them everything he could about the wizarding world. The twins had listened to his every word in fascination.
Ron also started going on about a wizarding sport called Quidditch and a strange thing called the Ministry of Magic.
So even wizards have a government. From what I've heard so far it's just as corrupt as any other. It also seems as though all the pure blood families are a bit bigoted towards non-magical people and people not born to wizards. Though some are worse about it than others if I understand correctly. Danny thought to himself.
They were now sitting at the dinner table with the rest of the Weasley family. The Weasley twins were ecstatic to have another set of twins in the house, and had promised to take the Potter twins under their wing in mischief, much to the horror of everyone else in the house.
While they were eating, Arthur suddenly turned to them. "Tell me. What is the function of a rubber duck?"
Danny stopped eating and stared at him. Harry raised a confused eyebrow.
Trying not to choke, Danny swallowed his food. "A rubber duck is a bath toy. Little kids put them in the water when they take a bath and play with them."
"Very interesting." Arthur said, intrigued.
"Why?" Danny asked.
Ron leaned over. "Dad studies Muggle objects. Thinks their interesting."
"A rubber duck isn't exactly something I'd consider interesting. Here. See what you think of this." Danny said and handed Arthur a rubix cube.
Arthur was immediately interested. "What is this?"
"That's a rubix cube. You twist it up to scatter the colors then you try to get all of the same color on the same side. It's a puzzle game. Also, pulling the tabs or stickers off to put them on one side is cheating." Danny explained.
Arthur started toying with it, entertained. Fred and George seemed interested as well.
"Have any other neat stuff?" Fred asked.
Danny thought for a moment. "I could teach you how to make a slingshot."
"What's a slingshot?" George asked.
"It'll be easier to show you than to try and explain it. They're really simple to make." Danny smiled.
The kids all finished their food and headed outside. Danny looked around and picked up a simple tree branch. Fred and George were peering over his shoulders.
Danny laughed a bit and pulled out a pocket knife he'd taken from Vernon. He started carving along the sides until it was a perfect 'Y' shaped slingshot. He took a long rubber cord that had a pouch like thing in the middle and glued it down to the ends of the stick. He smiled up at the older twins and then picked up a pebble and put it in the pouch. He pulled the pouch back a ways and then let go. The pebble was launched across the yard.
"That,"
"Was,"
"So,"
"Cool." The twins said giddily.
Danny laughed and handed the slingshot to Fred.
The older twins traded grins and started playing with it.
Ron saw the grin they'd exchanged and had a look of horror etched on his face. "What have you done, Danny? What have you done?"
