A/N: Yay! Three reviews within two hours! Ice creams for all!

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, Peter would be dead. Dead and buried. Dead and buried and rotting. Dead and buried and rotting and hated. Dead and buried and rotting and hated and ugly. Oh, wait. He already is ugly. Cough

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"Off?" Mrs. Evans asked. "What do you mean? They seemed like charming children to me."

"Oh, they are," Mr. Prewett assured her. "Incredibly intelligent, too. It's just the boy…" he trailed off as a tall, burly man walked towards him.

"Henry Potter!" Mr. Prewett exclaimed. "How fine to see you again! Looking for your kids?"

Henry nodded. "You seen them?" He asked, glancing over the four Evans's.

Mr. Prewett seemed to muse on over his answer for a moment. He jammed his hands in his pockets and looked skyward.

"Actually," he said. "I think they headed that way." He waved indistinctly in the direction Henry had just come from.

"Henry glanced at the Evans's coldly one last time before turning on his heel and walking away.

Mr. Prewett and the Evans's watched his retreating back. When he was out of earshot, the two men turned to each other.

"What was that? Aren't his kids the other way?" Mr. Evans asked.

Mr. Prewett sighed and looked around nervously.

"I don't trust him." Mr. Prewett explained, so quietly that Lily had to strain to hear him. "I'm not entirely sure why. He seems like a nice enough man. I mean, he's high up in the ministry and all, and his wife's an excellent Auror. I just have this…strange feeling, I guess. I figured we should probably warn the twins before he finds them."

"Before who finds us?"

The three adults, Lily, and Petunia turned around to face James and Jessi. For the first time, Lily had a chance to scrutinize them closely.

They were the same height, and looked very much alike. Both had thick black hair, tanned skin, and bright hazel eyes. They had the same nose, same mouth, same chin. Both were scrawny, short, (shorter than Lily, at least) and had mischievous looks in their eyes. They both stood with a hand on their hip and their heads cocked to the side. They glanced at each other curiously, and raised their eyebrows.

Finally, Mr. Prewett spoke.

"Er, your father's looking for you." He said nervously.

Jessi glanced at James worriedly, and his face paled. Without another word, they ran off in the direction of the ice-cream shop.

Mr. Prewett shook his head and ushered the Evans's into another store.

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"Sirius Ryan Black, would you quit lollygagging!" Melinda Black screeched sharply.

Sirius jumped as his mother dug her long nails into his shoulder.

"Mum!" he yelped. "Where'd you come from?"

Melinda glared at him and blinked a few times.

"Unfortunately," she said sarcastically, "I have a meeting to attend in less than twenty minutes, and can no longer accompany you. You will just have to continue on your own."

And with that, she dissapparated, leaving Sirius Ryan Black alone in Diagon Alley. Sirius smiled to himself and rushed towards the ice-cream shop, hoping to meet a few naive people to prank.

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"Peter, I'm going to have to leave you on your own for a few hours, I have some shopping to do." Laura Pettigrew told her son. Peter nodded silently and watched his mother weave through the shoppers. He fingered the lone gold galleon in his pocket and made his way toward the ice cream shop.

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Remus sighed. This always happened when he went shopping with his mother. She would meet an old family friend and chat for hours, completely forgetting about her son.

"Mum," he said tiredly, "Can I please shop on my own now? I am eleven, after all." Lucinda Lupin nodded, still talking, and handed Remus a small moneybag.

Remus took the bag thankfully and walked away to complete his school shopping.

"But first," he said to himself, "I think I'll get some ice cream."

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A/N: So they're finally about to meet! Yay! Sorry I had ice cream on my mind…But there's still one more part to the Diagon Alley scene, so please keep reading! Got to go, my mom's calling me for…oh, how ironic…ice cream.

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