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Chapter 8

Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts: Ten minutes before Hagrid arrived at the Dursley's.

"Headmaster, I still think that we should have gone to get them. We haven't seen them in almost ten years and –", Lily Potter pleaded, but was cut off by the stern voice of the headmaster.

"No Lily. I know that you and James desperately want to see your children. I am also aware of how long it has been since you have seen them, but that is why you cannot go. They will be upset and angry at you".

"No Albus, they won't be as long as we explain ourselves to them", James Potter argued back. He and his wife had flowed here as soon as they were done work. They both still wore their dark blue (I'm making this up) Auror robes. James even had a bruise on his cheek bone that he had not had the time to fix. But that didn't matter to James because this was his and Lily's last chance to convince Albus to let them introduce their children to the wizarding world, though Petunia and Vernon had told them about their heritage or at least that is what Lily and James thought.

The headmaster sighed at the last argument and looked at each of his former pupils in the eyes before he began again. "I know that is what you two truly believe but you must take into account you sons' ages. Jonathon is barely ten, while Harry and Michael are eleven. They will not be able to understand this sacrifice for the greater good, before they blew up in your faces. Boys their ages act first and think later. Therefore, there would be no point in sending you two".

Lily, whose lips had been growing tighter, opened her mouth to speak, but the Headmaster cut her off again. "I know how much you want to go and that you don't care what happens as long as you get to see your boys, but you can't. And besides, Hagrid has already left to get them".

Lily looked down at her watch that was one of the few muggle things she had left. It was a Mickey Mouse watch that she had gotten when she was a kid. Her parents had taken her and Petunia to America to go to Disney World. Lily had gotten the even with Petunia saying it was childish. The watch itself had a bright green background with a picture of Mickey and Minnie in the middle.

Leaning over his wife's shoulder, James saw that Dumbledore was right. Hagrid had left ten minutes ago and probably had already gotten the twins to Diagon Alley for their wands.

Sighing, James and Lily looked back up at Dumbledore, with regret on their faces. Seeing defeat and guilt on their faces, Dumbledore frowned.

"Lily, James, do not worry. The boys will be fine and you can meet them when they come to Hogwarts. And Jonathon you won't meet until next year, but Harry and Michael will probably tell you all about him. Just wait until they get here". This reassured James, but Lily was not.

"But what if they hate us even more for not coming to get them? Wouldn't they be angry that we didn't come for them as soon as possible and meet Jonathon as well?" James looked at his wife with a startled expression because he had not thought of that.

Dumbledore sighed yet again and scratched his head in agitation at Lily's persistence. But that is why he liked about the young woman. Once she did something, she stuck to it.

"No Lily, I'm sure they will be fine. Trust me that this is all for the better for them. And right now you need to be reassuring Neville. Though the boy says he is happy and excited about going to Hogwarts, Alice and Frank are not. They do not think he will be okay with adjusting from one on one tutoring to learning with his classmates. So he will need his tutors to be there for him. You two, along with Remus and Sirius are all coming to the welcome feast to support Neville and see your sons. Did I not tell you that before"?

James was about to reply that no he hadn't, but an alarm went off. It was an alarm that James and Lily had never heard before. There was a flash of green and a low beep, throughout the room. Dumbledore immediately got up from his desk and went to his window on the right hand side of the room, which faced the lake. He quickly opened the oval window and looked to the sky.

Not ten seconds later, a brown owl with a large black spot flew in, dropped a small object on Dumbledore's desk, and then flew out. Upon closer inspection, the object dropped was a size three black sketchers shoe, without shoelaces.

Dumbledore quickly shut the window and went over to the desk to reach for the object. Before he touched it, he looked to Lily and James.

"You two should come along too. That was an alarm on underage magic. And a lot of it. The child(ren) using it must not have had any schooling yet or I would not have been contacted by the ministry. They would have just expelled the child(ren). This does not happen often though. Last one was about fifty years ago. So I might need your help in calming the child(ren) down. So please hurry and grab a hold of this portkey"

Lily and James nodded their head in understanding and walked to the desk to grab the portkey. Lily stood on Dumbledore's right and James on his left. On a count of three all three adults grabbed the portkey and were whisked off to their new destination.

Dursley Household:

Hagrid was at a loss. The once perfectly spotless living room with nothing out of place, was a wreck. Harry's anger had seemed to cause unbelievable destructive magic. The lazy boy chair that Vernon loved to sit in, had flown up and shattered through the window. Wind and small items like pencils were flying around in a small cyclone with Harry at the center.

Hagrid had tried to get to the young Potter, but his twin had stopped him. Michael felt the same way that Harry did and liked that his twin was expressing it. It was only fair because Harry had spent most of his life protecting his younger twin and John-John. And to find out that their parents had finally decided to show up and act like they cared, pissed Michael off. They had suffered because they had been abandoned. They did not have a real childhood, only an illusion of one.

So no one was going to stop Harry from letting out his anger and tearing down the Dursley household, no matter what the consequences. Both boys were beyond caring right now. They needed to let out their rage and no one was going to stop them.

When Michael saw Hagrid trying to stop his twin, Michael used his anger to summon his own magic. With it he knocked the half-giant out in a matter of seconds.

Hagrid did not have time to be shocked before darkness took over. As Hagrid lost consciousness, he fell forward, right onto the gray colored couch. Half the man's body hit the left side of the couch. In turn, the couch sunk under the new weight, pushing it and eventually breaking into the mahogany floor. The other half of the couch was lift into the air. This just added more to the destruction.

Michael smiled at a job well done and then lost all coherent thought as the pleasure of destruction took over. Soon he was making his own cyclone, though not as big.

It felt like total bliss to the Potter twins until several popping sounds were heard and three figures appeared in front of the Harry and Michael. The boys half-snapped out of their anger to stare at the new arrivals. Upon looking they were startled and shocked. They saw an elderly man with rose red robes on. His beard was insanely long and like his hair, was gray. But this man was not what startled the boys and caused their anger to grow ten-fold. The two with the old man were young. The woman had an ugly blue robe on and her fiery red hair flowed freely down her back and around her face. She had amazing emerald eyes that mirrored the shock that was written on Harry and Michael's eyes. The man looked just like them. His eyes were not the same, but anyone could match the messy black hair and ugly glasses.

The man and woman, Lily and James, looked upon their sons for the first time in almost ten years. They could not believe how much they had grown, or didn't. Even in her shocked state, Lily's mother instinct took over and saw this. The two boys in front of her looked like they were eight, not eleven. And their eyes. They were so cold. Filled with only bitter emotions. Anger. Betrayal. Hatred. Lily would have taken a step back if she could, but she her legs did not seem to be listening to her brain so she could not step back in fear or let her mother instinct push her forward.

Luckily, Dumbledore got over the his own shock, that he hid very well, that the boys he had been discussing a little bit earlier, were now standing in front of him. It seemed that they were beyond anger. Seeing all of the damage done to the house was the first clue. The second was the couch sticking up in the air on one side and anchored down by his games keeper on the other side.

Seeing Hagrid was not moving a moment of fear rose, but quickly dissipated as he saw Hagrid's back moving steadily up and down. Dumbledore then turned his full attention onto the two children who had caused this.

"Hello young Michael and young Harry. I am Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts. I am pleased to meet you", even with his soft and sincere tone, neither boy batted an eyelash at him. But they did not start to destroy things again, since the appearance of their parents had caused them to stop in shock.

Dumbledore went on. "Why don't we go out and have a cup of tea? All we have to do is tell your family where you are going and then we'll be off". This had an effect but not one that Dumbledore desired. As soon as the word family had slipped out of his mouth, Harry and Michael had started their destruction once more. Dumbledore did not notice though.

"I guess you don't want tea then. Well how about we all go finish our shopping then?". The destruction increased.

"Yes we can all go together and we can get to know our babies better. Right James", Lily asked in a gentle tone that no one ever said no to.

"Yes dear. Of course. We can even bring Jonathon along as well. Wouldn't that be great boys. Since from your reactions you know we are your parents and we want to spend time with you". James replied in the hopes of getting his two oldest to calm die. Neither knew that they were the reason for the destruction that Harry and Michael had caused.

Harry and Michael lost it then and there, for the second time. The T.V. flew at Lily, which she quickly dodged, then aimed itself at James. The fire place came alive with fire that started to expand quickly. Dumbledore saw this and knew that he had do stop them. He quickly sent a harmless stunning spell at the two, with a great deal of power behind it.

Michael staggered and fell, breathing heavily from the spell and magical exhaustion. He watched dimly as Harry continued the rage that he alone had started. Eventually darkness overcame Michael and he welcomed it.

Harry, on the other hand, saw his brother fall and was not happy. How dare he do that to Michael? And how dare those people claim to want to get to know us and be with us when they sent us here? I Hate Them.

Dumbledore leveled his wand again at Harry with determination. He did not want to send two stunner spells at a child, but Harry had blocked the first one. So Dumbledore caught Harry's eyes with his, and sent another stunner at the boy. Instead of using his magic to stop the spell, Harry welcomed it, not before causing a section of the roofing to come down on his 'parents'.

As Harry fell, saw that his effort had been in vain. His parents who had been playing dodge the flying objects coming their way, had shielded themselves with magic and the roofing fell harmlessly to the floor.

Harry tried with all of his might to stay awake, but he was losing the battle. As darkness was overcoming him, he managed to flip himself onto his back to look up at three sets of concerned eyes. With blackness invading his vision, he still looked at his twin next to him and then up at the eyes. With the last of his strength he said, "I Hate You With All My Heart". Then he knew no more.

Dumbledore was the first to recover from the statement. He looked at the couple next to him and then said, "They need to be treated for magical exhaustion and Hagrid needs to see a healer as well. Let us take them to Hogwarts to see Poppy". With that he levitated the three unconscious forms and walked out of the House.

Lily and James looked at each other before solemnly following. The three apparated (sp?) together, while holding onto the unconscious ones, to Hogsmeade and then trudged the long way up to the school. All the way, Lily and James hoped that what they had heard was a mistake, but in their hearts, they knew it wasn't.

A.N.: There you go. I'm not fond of this chapter, but I had to get it done. You'll finally see Neville next chapter. It's a birthday present to me for promising this. Oh Well.

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