A/N: Hey guys! XD turns out, I'm not dead! ^^; funny story, that... yeah, not really, I'm just a procrastinator. I actually planned to update on Gaara's birthday, January 19th, but... well... I did almost have it done! .... My mom just kicked me off before I could finish... but here I am, finally done! Thanks for all of your lovely reviews! TT~TT they cheered me up so much, and whenever I got one, I'd write a bit more when I could!

Thanks for all of your interesting questions, too! XD a lot of you asked the same things, but I answered you guys anyways, right? One question, though.... I got a review asking me to not make this story a slash, yaoi, or shounen-ai. Does everyone else agree with this reader? Should I keep it slash-free, or pair the twins up with guys when they're older?

^-^ please tell me what you guys think! XD and enjoy the extra-long chapter for your wait!


Mistaken


*~Chapter 4~*


Ari and Dri awoke early to a loud tapping noise. Dri grumbled slightly and squeezed Ari closer to him while Dri's eyes stayed firmly shut.

'Dri…' Ari thought, a bit surprised, 'You have to see this!'

Dri opened his eyes and looked at Ari, who was looking over Dri's shoulder with a perfect view of the window. Dri huffed and rolled over in Ari's arms, looking toward the window to see an owl tapping at the window with a newspaper in its claws. The twins sat up, Hagrid's coat sliding down to their waist, before standing up and opening the window to let the owl in. It swooped over to Hagrid, dropped the newspaper, swooped over to Hagrid's coat, and promptly started attacking it.

"Hey, don't do that." Ari said, walking over to the owl to try and shoo it away. Dri went over t Hagrid and shook his arm.

"Hagrid! Wake up. There's an owl–" Dri started to say before Hagrid's rumbling voice interrupted him.

"Pay him," he said, his voice slightly muffled by the couch cushions.

"Um…" Dri started awkwardly.

"What?" Ari finished, looking over to Hagrid and Dri helplessly.

"He wants payin' fer deliverin' the paper. Look in the pockets." Hagrid explained groggily.

'There's nothing but pockets! Dri, help me!' Ari thought in distress. Dri hurried over and started helping Ari search through Hagrid's coat pockets. Finally, Ari pulled out a handful of strange-looking coins.

"Are these it Hagrid?" Ari asked. Hagrid didn't even bother to get up and check.

"Give him five Knuts," Hagrid stated, sleepily.

"…Nuts?" Dri asked, a bit skeptically.

"The little bronze ones." Hagrid clarified.

Ari shrugged and counted out five bronze coins while the owl held out its' leg so Ari could put the money into the small leather pouch that was tied there. As soon as the money was in the pouch, the owl took off through the still-open window. Once the owl was out, Hagrid sat up while yawning loudly and stretched in an exaggerated motion.

"Best be off Harry, both of yeh. Lots ter do today— Gotta get up ter London an' buy all yer stuff fer school." Hagrid got up and put on his coat before looking for his boots. As Hagrid did that, Ari and Dri were staring at the wizard coins- turning them over and looking at them in fascination.

'Oh…' Ari thought quietly as he thought of something. Dri looked at his twin with an eyebrow raised.

'What?'

'Well… We… We don't have any money, do we? And…'

'And Uncle Vernon said he wouldn't pay for us last night? Crap, I kinda forgot about that…' Dri thought with a frown.

"Um… Hagrid?" Ari asked quietly, still in slight shock.

"Hmm?" Hagrid said, pausing in pulling on his boots to look at the twins.

"We haven't got any money… and you heard Uncle Vernon– he won't pay for us to learn magic…" Dri said in a slightly disappointed voice.

"Don't worry about that," Hagrid said while standing up- with his boots on- to scratch his head. "D'yeh think yer parents didn't leave yeh anything?"

"But if their house was destroyed–" Ari started to say.

"They didn' keep their gold in the house, boy! Nah, first stop fer us is Gringotts. Wizards' bank." Hagrid paused and pointed to last night's leftover sausages that were on the still-whole birthday cake box. "Have a sausage. They're not bad cold— an' I wouldn' say no teh a bit o' yer birthday cake, neither."

The twins looked at each other skeptically before they turned back to Hagrid, who was helping himself to some sausage and birthday cake.

"Wizards have banks?" The twins asked simultaneously.

"Just the one. Gringotts. Run by goblins." Hagrid said simply. Dri, who had just picked up a sausage, quickly dropped it and stared at Hagrid.

"Excuse me? Goblins?" Hagrid just nodded.

"Yeah. So yeh'd be mad ter try an' rob it, I'll tell yeh that. Never mess with goblins, Harry. Either o' yeh. Gringotts is the safest place in the world fer anything yeh want ter keep safe–" Hagrid paused thoughtfully. "'Cept maybe Hogwarts. As a matter o' fact, I gotta visit Gringotts anyway. Fer Dumbledore. Hogwarts business."

Here, Hagrid drew himself up proudly while Ari and Dri tried not to snort or roll their eyes.

"He usually gets me ter do important stuff fer him. Fetchin' you— getting' things from Gringotts— knows he can trust me, see." Hagrid stood up, brushing off some crumbs from his beard, and walked over to the door. "Got everythin'? Come on, then."

The twins followed Hagrid out onto the rock outside of the shack. The sky was crystal clear now- not dreary like it was the night before- and the sea gleamed and sparkled in the sunlight. The boat Uncle Vernon had rented was still on the edge of the rock; though it had a lot of water in the bottom after the storm last night.

"How did you get here, anyway?" Ari asked, looking around thoughtfully for any other means of transportation.

"Flew," Hagrid said, almost absent-mindedly, heading for the boat.

"Flew?!" Dri asked incredulously. Hagrid looked over his shoulder at them and shrugged.

"Yeah– but we'll go back in this. Not s'pposed ter use magic now I've got yeh both."

They got to the boat and Hagrid lifted it up and turned it over, letting all the water from the bottom drain out into the ocean. Afterwards, he let the boat settle back on the water, right-side up. Hagrid helped the twins into the boat before settling in himself. Dri was still looking at Hagrid in disbelief, trying to imagine him flying, while Ari stared at his twin in amusement.

"Seems a shame ter row, though," Hagrid said to the twins, while pushing off shore. "If I was ter– er– speed things up a bit, would yeh both mind not mentionin' it at Hogwarts?"

"Of course not!" Ari said, a bit offended that Hagrid would think that either of the twins would tell on him. Hagrid grinned and pulled out the pink umbrella, tapped it twice on the side of the boat and, with a slight tug, the boat sped off toward land.

"So, why would you be mad to try and rob Gringotts?" Dri asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Spells – enchantments," Hagrid said absentmindedly while he pulled the newspaper from his pocket and opened it. "They say there's dragons guardin' the high-security vaults. And then yeh gotta find yer way- Gringotts is hundreds of miles under London, see. Deep under the underground. Yeh'd die of hunger tryin' ter get out, even if yeh did manage ter get yer hands on summat."

Dri fell silent as Ari and he conversed silently. They contemplated everything Hagrid had told them so far.

'Wait a minute–' Ari thought in shock. 'Did Hagrid say dragons?!'

Dri blinked and opened his mouth to ask, but stopped as Hagrid muttered something while turning the page.

"Ministry o' Magic messin' things up as usual." Was what the twins heard. They blinked slowly and looked at each other.

"There's a Ministry of Magic?" Ari asked warily. What else didn't the twins know about this world? Hagrid didn't look up from his paper.

"'Course." He said, a bit absently. "They wanted Dumbledore fer Minister, o' course, but he'd never leave Hogwarts, so old Cornelius Fudge got the job. Bungler if ever there was one. So he pelts Dumbledore with owls every morning, askin' fer advice."

"But what does this 'Ministry of Magic' do? What is the purpose of it?" Dri asked, a bit haughtily.

"Well, their main job is ter keep it from the muggles that there's still witches an' wizards up an' down the country."

"Why?" the twins asked.

"Why?! Blimey, Harry, everyone'd be wantin' magic solutions to their problems. Nah, we're best left alone." Hagrid explained, while the boat gently bumped into the harbor wall. Hagrid folded up his newspaper, and then helped the twins up the stone steps and onto the street.

As they walked through the streets, passersby stared a lot at Hagrid. The twins couldn't really blame them since Hagrid was twice as tall as anyone else and he kept pointing at perfectly ordinary things, like parking meters, and saying very loudly, "See that, Harrys? Things these Muggles dream up, eh?"

The twins conversed silently as they tried to keep up with Hagrid's pace.

"Oh yeah! Hagrid," Dri said to get Hagrid's attention, while Ari gasped as they both remembered. "Did you say there are dragons at Gringotts?"

"Well, so they say," Hagrid replied. He then looked a bit sad. "Crikey, I'd like a dragon."

"You'd like one?!" Ari said in disbelief.

"Really?! Cool! Let's get one!" Dri said at the same time as Ari. Ari blinked and stared at Dri in disapproval.

"We can't get a dragon! Are you insane?!" Ari said, trying to be the responsible twin. Dri just sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Well yea, I've wanted one ever since I was a kid." Hagrid said, ignoring the fact that Ari and Dri were fighting. "Ah, here we go."

They had reached the station where there was a train to London in five minutes' time. Hagrid pulled out some bills and stared at them blankly while muttering about 'Muggle money.' Ari rolled his eyes and snatched the bills out of his hand, going to the ticket counter to buy their tickets. Dri laughed at Ari's forwardness and patted Hagrid on the arm.

"It's alright, Hagrid. You'll get used to him." Dri said in amusement as Ari came back with their tickets. They got on the train, where more people stared than ever, and found seats. Hagrid took up two whole seats while Ari and Dri shared one seat- Dri sitting in Ari's lap. Hagrid took out what looked like a canary-yellow circus tent when the train started moving and started knitting.

"Still got yer letter, Harrys?" Hagrid asked, while busy counting stitches. Dri blinked and pulled the letter out of his baggy jeans pocket. Hagrid glanced down and nodded. "Good. There's a list there of everything yeh both need."

Dri blinked again as he noticed a second piece of paper he hadn't noticed the night before. Ari placed his head on Dri's shoulder as Dri unfolded the paper in front of both of them. Together, they skimmed the school list.

'Hmm… Uniform… Spell books… A wand… Cauldron… Phials… A telescope? That's neat… Scales… Ooo~! A pet?! Score!' Ari read in their minds. Reading about the owl, cat, or toad got him excited.

'Oh, that's nice.' Dri grimaced as he read to Ari, 'it's even in big, capital letters: Parents are reminded that first years are not allowed their own broomsticks.'

Ari snorted slightly and then paled a bit.

'Well, bugger. These wankers are even crazier than we thought! They actually fly hundreds of feet in the air with just a piece of stick between them and the ground?! God, they're just asking to get killed…' Ari ranted. Dri snorted and nodded in agreement before turning to Hagrid.

"Can we buy all this in London?" Dri asked in an innocent voice, for both he and Ari already knew that they'd have to go a magical shop to buy everything. Hagrid grinned down at the twins and winked.

"If yeh know where to go," Hagrid said in a mysterious voice.


Though Ari and Dri had never been to London before, they seemed to fair better than Hagrid. It looked like Hagrid knew the way, but he kept getting stuck in the ticket barrier on the Underground, and he complained loudly that the seats were too small and the trains were too slow.

"I don't know how the Muggles manage without magic," Hagrid said to the twins as they climbed a broken-down escalator that led up to a bustling road lined with shops. Since Hagrid was so huge, he parted the crowd easily. All Ari and Dri really had to do was keep close behind him. They passed book shops and music shops, hamburger restaurants and cinemas, but nowhere that looked as if it could sell you a magic wand.

'This is just an ordinary street full of ordinary people…' Dri complained silently. 'Are there really piles of wizard gold buried miles beneath us? Are there really shops that sell spell books and broomsticks?'

'I don't know… But this can't be a joke by the Dursleys—they have no sense of humor!' Ari thought logically. 'We just have to trust him, alright?'

'Alright…' Dri muttered in his mind with a sigh.

"This is it," Hagrid said suddenly, coming to a halt, "the Leaky Cauldron. It's a famous place."

Ari and Dri barely contained their snorts of disbelief. They were standing outside a tiny, grubby-looking pub. It was hardly anything note-worthy and if Hagrid hadn't pointed it out, the twins probably would have over-looked it entirely. Looking around, Dri noticed that the people hurrying by didn't even glance at the pub. Dri nudged Ari slightly and silently pointed it out. The twins watched in fascination as the people's eyes slid from the big book shop on one side of the pub to the record shop on the other as if they couldn't see the Leaky Cauldron at all.

'How much do you wanna bet that you, Hagrid, and I are the only ones that can see this pub?' Ari asked thoughtfully. Before Dri could respond, Hagrid steered them both inside.

'Ya know, for a famous place, it's pretty dark and shabby…' Dri thought in distaste as the twins looked around. A few old women sat in the corner, drinking tiny glasses of sherry. One of them was smoking a long pipe. A little man in a top hat was talking to a man who was bald and reminded the twins of a toothless walnut—it turned out to be the bartender. The low buzz of chatter stopped the farther they walked into the bar. It seemed as if everyone knew Hagrid, since some people waved and smiled at him.

"The usual, Hagrid?" The bartender asked with a smile while reaching for a clean glass. Hagrid shook his head.

"Can't, Tom. I'm on Hogwarts business," Hagrid said, pulling Ari and Dri in front of him and clapping each twin on their outside shoulder—almost making their knees buckle in the process.

"Good Lord," the bartender – Tom, according to Hagrid – said, looking back and forth between Ari and Dri. "Is this– can this be–?"

The Leaky Cauldron had suddenly god completely silent as everyone turned to look at the twins.

"Bless my soul," Tom, the bartender, whispered in shock, "Harry Potter… What an honor."

Tom quickly came out from behind the bar and rushed toward the twins. He took one hand of each twin and shook their hands, tears in his eyes.

"Welcome back, Mr. Potter, welcome back." Ari and Dri looked at each other with a raised eyebrow. They didn't really know what to say in this situation. Looking around the room, Dri relayed to Ari that everyone in the room was staring at them. The old woman in the corner with the pipe was still puffing on it without realizing it had gone out and Hagrid was beaming down at them.

All of a sudden, everyone stood up– their chairs scraping against the floor loudly– and the twins found themselves engulfed in a crowd of people as everyone in the Leaky Cauldron started to shake Ari and Dri's hands. Everyone started talking at once, each person trying to get the twins' attention.

"Doris Crockford, Mr. Potter, can't believe I'm meeting you at last." One witch said while shaking Dri's hand. She repeated the process with Ari.

"So proud, Mr. Potter, I'm just so proud." A random wizard said while shaking both the twins' hands at once.

"Always wanted to shake your hand—I'm all of a flutter!" A random witch said with a blush on her face after she finished shaking the twins' hands one by one.

"Delighted, Mr. Potter, just can't tell you. Diggle's the name, Dedalus Diggle." Another wizard said, shaking their hands firmly. Ari blinked slightly.

"I've seen you before!" Ari exclaimed when Dedalus Diggle's top hat fell off because of the crowd. Ari turned to Dri. "'Member, Dri? He bowed to us once when we were shopping with Aunt Petunia."

"He remembers!" Dedalus Diggle cried in excitement, looking at the crowd. "Did you hear that? He remembers me!"

The twins kept shaking hands with everyone, losing track after they shook hands with about 20 people. The first witch, Doris Crockford, kept coming back to shake their hands again and again. Pushing through the crowd, a pale young man (somewhere in his 20s) made his way forward in a very nervous manner. As he drew closer, Dri saw one of his eyes was twitching.

"Professor Quirrell!" Hagrid said, blinking slightly. "Harrys, this is Professor Quirrell. He'll be one of your teachers at Hogwarts."

"P-P-Potter," Professor Quirrell stammered. He grasped Dri's hand and paused, blinking at Ari, before going to grasp Ari's hand as well. "C-Can't t-tell you how p-pleased I am to meet you… two."

Dri raised an eyebrow at his hesitance on the 'two'. Dri looked over at Ari and gave his twin a look that clearly said 'this teacher is totally idiotic'. Ari just rolled his eyes and turned to the professor.

"What sort of magic do you teach, Professor Quirrell?" Ari asked in a polite voice. Dri barely kept back his snort at Ari sucking up to this teacher.

"D-Defense Against the D-D-Dark Arts," Professor Quirrell muttered in a reluctant voice, as though he'd rather not think about it. "N-Not that you n-need it, eh, P-P-Potter?" He laughed nervously. "You'll both be g-getting all your equipment, I suppose? I've g-got to p-pick up a new b-book on vampires, m-myself."

Professor Quirrell looked terrified at the very thought of the book. Dri eyed him a bit skeptically before the crowd pushed Professor Quirrell away from the twins and converged on them again. It took them almost ten minutes to shove their way through the crowd. Finally Hagrid managed to make himself heard over the babble.

"Must get on – lots ter buy. Come on, Harry, both of yeh." Doris Crockford managed to shake the twins' hands one last time before Hagrid led them through the bar and cut into a small, walled courtyard, where there was nothing but a trash can and a few weeds. Hagrid looked down and grinned at the twins.

"Told yeh two, didn't I? Told yeh you two was famous. Even Professor Quirrell was tremblin' ter meet yeh—mind you, he's usually tremblin'." Ari and Dri shared a look.

"Is he always that nervous?" Ari asked in what Dri thought was Ari's 'annoyingly polite' voice. Hagrid nodded sadly.

"Oh, yeah. Poor bloke. Brilliant mind. He was fine while he was studyin' outta books but then he took a year off ter get some first hand experience… They say he met vampires in the Black Forest, and there was a nasty bit 'o trouble with a hag. He's never been the same since. Scared of the students, scared of his own subject—now, where's me umbrella?" Hagrid patted his many pockets, looking for his umbrella. The twins looked at each other in a silent conversation.

'Vampires?' Ari asked in a faint voice, his face a bit pale.

'Hags?' Dri quirked an eyebrow in disbelief. The twins looked over to Hagrid who had started counting the bricks in the wall above the trash can. 'I think Hagrid's lost it. Look, now he's counting bricks! Next he'll be telling us to walk through walls!'

"Three up… Two across…" Hagrid muttered while counting. He nodded to himself before turning to the twins. "Right. Stand back you two."

Hagrid tapped the wall three times with the point of his umbrella. The twins raised an eyebrow before their faces went blank with skeptic astonishment. The bricks he had touched quivered. Then they wriggled. In the center of the wall, a small hole appeared—getting wider and wider until they face an archway large enough to fit Hagrid comfortably a second later. The archway led onto a cobbled street that twisted and turned out of sight.

"Welcome," Hagrid said in an overdramatic voice, stepping to the side with a sweeping gesture to the archway, "to Diagon Alley."

'Okay, nevermind. That was kinda cool.' Dri amended after a short moment of stunned silence. Hagrid grinned at the twins' blatant amazement. As they stepped through the archway, the twins looked over their shoulder in time to see the archway shrink back into a solid brick wall. As they passed a shop, the sun shined brightly on a stack of cauldrons sitting outside the door. The sign hanging over them stated: "Cauldrons – All Sizes – Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver – Self-Stirring – Collapsible."

"Yeah, you'll both be needin' one," Hagrid said as he noticed the twins' discreet looks at the shop, "but we gotta get yer money first."

Between the two twins, they looked at everything as they walked up the street. They saw the shops, the things outside them, and the people doing their shopping. As they passed an Apothecary (according to the sign above the door) they saw a plump woman standing outside, shaking her head while muttering: "Dragon liver, seventeen Sickles an ounce, they're mad…"

As they passed another shop, a low and soft hooting drifted out from the open door. The twins blinked and looked at the sign over the shop that stated: 'Eeylops Owl Emporium – Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy'. In the shop next to the owl shop, several boys around the twins' age had their noses pressed against the window that displayed some broomsticks.

"Look!" One of the boys whispered excitedly, "The new Nimbus Two Thousand! Fastest ever–"

The twins continued to look around as they walked out of hearing range from the boys crowed around the window. The shops they passed next sold things ranging from robes to telescopes and weird silver instruments; barrels of bats' spleens and eels' eyes; tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment; potion bottles; globes of the moon – the list went on and on.

"Gringotts," Hagrid said suddenly, pulling the twins towards a snowy white building that towered over the other little shops. Standing beside its polished bronze doors, wearing a uniform of scarlet and gold, was a creature the twins had never seen before. Blinking, the twins did a quick double-take before stopping in their tracks.

'Holy sh–' Dri started to think.

'Is that a–' Ari interrupted him at the same time.

"Yeah, that's a goblin." Hagrid said quietly, confirming their silent thoughts before he started ushering them up the white stone steps toward the goblin. Said goblin was about a head shorter than the already short twins. The goblin had a swarthy, clever face that was kept blank as they made their way over to him. He had a pointed beard and, Dri pointed out to Ari with a grin, very long fingers and feet. The goblin bowed as they made their way inside, and soon the twins and Hagrid were facing a second pair of doors that were silver with words engraved in them. Ari's eyes lit up in delight as he read the poem silently to Dri.

'Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed,

For those who take, but do not earn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn.

So if you seek beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there.'

Ari grinned over at Dri while said twin grimaced slightly. 'Hear that, Dri? No stealin' allowed. Not even those so-called "stealth drills" you always want us to do.'

Dri stuck his tongue out at his twin and didn't answer as Hagrid gave another grin to the two.

"Like I said, yeh'd be mad ter try an' rod it." Hagrid said in amusement. A pair of goblins opened the silver doors and bowed them through. The twins' jaws dropped as they entered a vast marble hall. About a hundred or more goblins were sitting on high stools behind a long counter, some scribbling in large ledgers, others weighing coins in brass scales or examining precious stones through eyeglasses. There were way too many doors for the twins to count that led off through the hall, and even more goblins were showing people in and out of the doors. Hagrid and the twins made their way to the counter where Hagrid caught the attention of a goblin who wasn't attending to someone.

"Morning," Hagrid said as the goblin looked up. "We've come ter take some money outta both Mr. Harry Potter's safe."

"You have his key, sir?" the goblin asked a bit skeptically.

"Got it here somewhere," Hagrid muttered, as he started to empty his pockets on the counter. The twins stared at Hagrid in shocked horror, their minds racing.

'Wait a minute… A key?! Then that means it's supposed to be ours! Why the bloody hell does Hagrid have out key?!' Dri screeched in their minds. Ari winced at the volume as Hagrid put a bunch of moldy dog biscuits on top of the goblin's book of numbers. The goblin wrinkled his nose in distaste at Hagrid before raising an eyebrow at the pale, furiously shaking twins.

"Got it," Hagrid said at last, holding up a tiny golden key. The goblin looked at it closely.

"That seems to be in order." The goblin stated.

"An' I've also got a letter here from Professor Dumbledore," Hagrid said importantly, throwing his chest out. Dri glared and opened his mouth to start ranting but Ari weaved his right hand behind Dri's head and clamped his hand over Dri's mouth. Ari's left hand snaked across Dri's waist to settle on Dri's right hip – effectively pinning Dri's left arm to his side. Dri's right hand went up to Ari's right wrist in retaliation while Hagrid continued. "It's about the You-Know-What in vault seven hundred and thirteen."

"Um, excuse me?" Ari said politely before the goblin could take the letter. Hagrid and the goblin looked down at Ari and blinked in surprise as they saw Dri struggling to break free of Ari's grip. Ari smiled slightly with his eyes closed, ignoring all the profanities Dri was screaming in their mind, and kept a firm hold on Dri. "Well, I was just wondering what Hagrid was doing with our key. I mean, shouldn't we be the ones giving that to you? That just makes me wonder how safe our money is, if all you require is a key to open our vault. Who knows who could have had our key! I'm a bit concerned, actually…"

Hagrid blinked slowly while the goblin frowned thoughtfully. Dri stopped struggling and glared at Hagrid, silently supporting Ari's statement.

"Well, you make a valid point, Mr. Potter. I suppose your brother agrees on this as well?" the goblin paused as Dri nodded furiously. The goblin nodded and opened the letter Hagrid left on the desk before Ari had spoken. He read it carefully and looked at all three of them. "Very well. I will have someone take you to both vaults and set up a meeting with your vault manager once you're done Mr. Potter. Is that acceptable?"

Ari nodded and let go of Dri, who had calmed down considerably, before grabbing his hand. The goblin gave the letter back to a stunned Hagrid and looked to the end of the hallway.

"Griphook!" the goblin called. Another goblin came over and looked at the first goblin expectantly. "Griphook, take Mr. Hagrid to vault seven hundred and thirteen before taking the young Mr. Potters down to their school vault. After both Mr. Potters are done, take them to your office and answer any questions they have."

Griphook nodded and waited for Hagrid to cram all his dog biscuits back into his pockets before leading the trio through one of the doors leading off the hall.

"What's the You-Know-What in vault seven hundred and thirteen?" Dri asked quietly, looking at Hagrid expectantly.

'Sound's like it should belong to You-Know-Who. And then they'll have a party at You-Know-Where and do dance moves till You-Know-When and all because You-Know-Why!' Ari deadpanned slightly. 'I mean really, they should come up with more creative names.'

"Can't tell yeh that," Hagrid answered mysteriously, and Dri just barely contained his snort at Ari's statement. "Very secret. Hogwarts' business. Dumbledore's trusting me. More'n my job's worth ter tell yeh that."

Griphook held the door open for them and the twins, like Aunt petunia taught them to, thanked him politely before entering. The twins blinked a bit in surprise, as they were expecting marble, when they saw a narrow stone passageway lit with flaming torches. It sloped steeply downward and the twins could see little railway tracks on the floor. Griphook, who had come in slightly shocked that two wizards had thanked him nicely, whistled and a small cart came hurtling up the tracks toward them. Griphook helped Ari and Dri in before climbing in himself. Hagrid climbed in with a little bit of difficulty and suddenly they were off.

To the twins delight, they were just hurtling through a maze of twisting passages. Ari tried to remember the path they were going, but after the tenth turn, Ari gave up in favor of just enjoying the speed. What seemed to make the ride even better was the Griphook wasn't steering—the cart seemed to just know the way.

Dri tried to take everything in at once as they zipped by. His eyes stung as the cold air whipped passed them, but he kept them open in his determination to not miss anything. His determination proved valid a few turns later, as Dri saw a burst of flame on the side of a passage.

'Cool! Ari, you see that? There really are dragons here!' Dri sent a mental image of what he saw when Ari gave him a disbelieving look. They plunged deeper underground, passing an underground lake where huge stalactites and stalagmites grew from the ceiling and floor. The deeper they went, the colder the air became as they hurtled around tight corners. They went rattling over an underground ravine and the twins leaned over the side to try and see what was down at the dark bottom, but Hagrid groaned – looking a bit sick and green around the edges – and pulled them back to the center of the cart by the scruffs of their necks. They came to a slow stop in front of a vault with no keyhole, The number at the top of the vault suggested that it was vault '713'.

"Stand back," Griphook said in an important voice as he hopped out of the cart to stand in front of the vault door. He stroked the door gently with one of his long fingers, and the door simply melted away. Griphook turned back to them and looked at the twins.

"If anyone but a Gringotts goblin tried that, they'd be sucked through the door and trapped in there." Griphook said, amusement lacing his voice and glittering in his eyes. The twins blinked and cocked their heads in either side.

"How often do you check to see if anyone's inside?" The twins asked simultaneously. Griphook let loose a rather nasty grin.

"Oh, about once every ten years…" He replied casually as Hagrid stood to get out of the cart. Ari snorted in amusement as Dri just cackled with glee.

'This You-Know-What thing must be really extraordinary if it's in one of these top security vaults.' Ari mused. Dri stopped laughing and leaned forward from where he was seated to see inside the vault. Dri's eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

'It's… empty?' But then Hagrid bent down, picked up a grubby little package, and tucked it deep inside his coat. The twins wanted to know what it was, but they knew better than to ask. Hagrid made his way back to the cart, followed by Griphook.

"Alright, now to your vault." Hagrid said, a bit reluctantly. He directed his attention to Griphook. "And can we go more slowly?"

"One speed only," Griphook said with a sadistic grin. The cart took off before Hagrid could even think of a reply. The air got warmer as they seemed to backtrack and, despite Griphook's statement, they seemed to go faster than before. They stopped again, beside a small door in the passage wall. Hagrid got out and had to lean against the wall to stop his knees from trembling. The twins piled out afterwards with Griphook following. Griphook stepped forward to unlock the door and a lot of green smoke came billowing out. Once the smoke cleared, the twins gasped.

"Oh, bugger…" Ari muttered, slack-jawed.

"Bloody hell… We're rich, Ari… Rich…" Dri whispered, taking Ari's hand and squeezing it softly. Inside the vault were many mounds of gold, silver, and bronze coins. Hagrid smiled down at them.

"All yours." He stated softly. The twins looked at each other, gobsmacked.

'All ours? Incredible…' Dri thought. Ari sent the mental equivalent of a nod.

'And the Dursleys couldn't have known about this, or else they would've taken all of it a long time ago.' Ari replied. They were brought out of their thoughts when Hagrid handed a bag to Dri. The twins looked at each other before running over to one of the gold piles, putting handfuls into the bag.

"The gold ones are Galleons," Hagrid explained in amusement. "Seventeen silver Sickles to a galleon and twenty-nine bronze Knuts to a Sickle. It's easy enough."

Ari and Dri shared a look before adding handfuls of Sickles and Knuts to the bag as well. The twins looked in the bag after a while, then to the piles they didn't even make a dent in, and nodded in satisfaction. Hagrid peered in the bag, too, and nodded.

"Right, that should be enough fer a couple o' terms. We'll keep the rest safe for yeh." Hagrid said, ushering the twins out. Hagrid turned to Griphook. "We leave now, right?"

"You do." Griphook sneered. "Young Mr. Potters have an appointment with me in my office, if you can recall?"

Hagrid looked slightly awkward, but didn't say anything. When they got back to the lobby of the bank, Griphook gestured for Hagrid to wait at the entrance while he led the twins to a desk off to the side. Instead of sitting in the chair, Griphook went to the door behind it and ushered the twins inside.

The room was big—it could have easily fit Hagrid comfortably—and at the far end was a small desk with two goblin-sized chairs in front of it. Griphook sat in the chair behind the desk and the twins sat in the side-by-side goblin-sized chairs. Griphook stared at them and Dri fidgeted, making Ari take his hand and flash him a comforting smile.

"So…" Ari started off. Griphook raised an eyebrow.

"We're here 'cause we're worried about how secure out money actually is." Dri stated, blunt and to the point. Griphook raised his other eyebrow to join the first.

"Well, you have to admit," Ari said slowly, looking off to the side, "Hagrid did have out key… We should have had it…"

Griphook nodded and, with a snap of his fingers, some papers appeared in front of him. Griphook grabbed them, scanning them before putting them down and looking at the twins.

"According to these," Griphook gestured to the papers, "After your parents died, no one read their Gringotts' Will. Your accounts have been handled for the past 10 years by one Albus Dumbledore. It also says that around 1000 Galleons are transferred into Muggle Pounds and sent to one Vernon Dursley each year. Your school vault has been left untouched, but the Potter vault—aside from the yearly withdrawals to Dursley—has a few missing items, along with another yearly withdrawal of the same 1000 galleons to one Molly Weasley. According to these, Dumbledore set up another Potter account, which already has 10,000 Galleons in it, for the use of a 'Future Potter Bride'. I assume you've had nothing to do with this?"

The twins just nodded silently, too furious to think or speak. Griphook grinned nastily.

"I see… And I suppose you'd like a termination of that account, as well as a full recall on anything that was taken without permission? This will include money, of course." Griphook stated. The twins nodded again and Griphook clapped his hands twice. "I'll see it is done. Would you two like to read Lily and James Potter's Will now, or at another time?"

"I think…" Dri started out, managing to swallow his rage.

"That we'll read it at a later time." Ari finished. He gave Dri's hand a comforting squeeze. "We have to finish our shopping sometime today, so we should go soon. Is there any way we could change out key and make sure only we can get into our vault?"

"We can change your key and add blood wards around your vaults as well." Griphook said, looking at each twin in turn. Ari and Dri looked at each other with a raised eyebrow.

"Blood… Wards?" The twins asked hesitantly. The goblin nodded.

"Blood wards. If we add them, you would have to have the key as well as confirm it's you by putting a drop of blood on the vault. Not even Polyjuice Potion will fool the door." Griphook stated confidently. The twins looked at each other—totally ignoring the use of an unfamiliar named potion—and, after a few minutes of silent debate, nodded to consent for the blood wards. Griphook nodded. "Everything seems to be in order. I'll owl you when everything is complete."

Ari and Dri nodded as they stood up. They shook Griphook's hand and Griphook led them outside to Hagrid.

"Might as well get yer uniform," Hagrid said when they arrived, nodding toward Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. Hagrid looked down at the twins. "Say, Harrys, would yeh two mind if I slipped off fer a pick-me-up in the Leaky Cauldron? I hate them Gringotts carts."

"Sure… As long as you're not drunk we\hen you come back!" Dri said cheerfully before pulling Ari toward the shop. When they entered, a slender smiling witch greeted them.

'Think that's Madam Malkin?' Dri asked, eyeing the woman with suspicion.

'There is a slight possibility…' Ari replied in a deadpan, nodding a bit.

"Hogwarts, dears? Got the lot here—another young man being fitted up just now, in fact." Madam Malkin said, ushering Ari and Dri into the back of the shop. There was indeed another boy there—a blond with a pale, pointed face—and he was sitting on a highstool looking a bit bored. Madam Makin turned to the twins. "Alright dears, let me measure you. Then I'll make your robes and we'll see if they fit."

She measured the twins quickly, then disappeared behind a curtain. The boy looked over at them.

"Hullo," he said, waving Ari and Dri over to him, "Hogwarts, too?"

"Yup." Dri said cheerfully, making his way over to the boy and crossing his arms over the boy's left knee. Dri put his head on his arms as Ari copied his movements on the boy's right knee. The boy blinked slowly, to show his surprise, before brushing it off.

"My father's next door, buying my books, and my mother's up the street looking at wands." The boy drawled, seeming to ooze boredom. "Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow. Have either of you got your own broom?"

"Only for sweeping!" Dri cheerfully replied while Ari blanched at the thought.

"Why would we want one?" He asked a bit incredulously. The boy eyed them queerly for a moment as the twins stared innocently up at him from his lap.

"Do you even play Quidditch at all?" Ari and Dri gave each other a side glance.

"What's Quidditch?" They both asked at the same time. The boy stared for a few seconds.

"Are you two daft?! What about the house you'll be in? I'll definitely be in Slytherin." The twins shared another look before tilting their head in opposite directions.

"Slytherin?" Dri asked.

"Houses?" Ari asked a second after. The boy stared at them like he'd never seen them before.

"What are you two?! A munch of mudbloods?!" The twins blinked slightly before Dri grinned.

"What's a mudblood?" he asked innocently. The boy started slightly. Dri continued on cheerfully. "It sounds delicious!"

"W-Wha– I-It's– U-um…" The boy stammered, his cheeks taking on a light pink color. He swallowed slightly. "W-well… A m-mudblood is a really m-mean name for a m-muggleborn. Ah, um, a wizard or witch with m-muggle parents…"

"Oh!" The twins beamed up at the boy, startling him again. "Both our parents were magical. We're not mudbloods, so it's alright! What about the houses?"

The boy stared at them for a moment, blush still on his cheeks, before he coughed slightly.

"W-well there are four houses at Hogwarts. There's Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor." The boy started off a bit shakily, but continued on strong as he started explaining more. The twins gave the boy their full attention and the boy puffed out a bit, soaking their gazes in with his ego. "And Slytherin is the cunning house. We're very sly and things like that. Ravenclaws are a bit brainy. They live with books and facts. Hufflepuffs are very loyal… And… I guess Gryffindors are brave… But they rush into things head-first and they're very rude!"

The twins kept gazing up at the boy with adoration in their eyes. The boy looked smug for a minute before looking toward the front and gasping.

"I say, look at that man!" The boy exclaimed, pointing toward the front window. The twins turned their heads and saw Hagrid standing outside, grinning at the twins and holding up the two large ice cream cones in his hands to show that he couldn't come in.

"Oh…" Dri said, looking away from the window with a hint of distaste on his face. "That's Hagrid. He works at Hogwarts and he's helping us with our shopping."

"Oh, I've heard of him." The boy said, a look of equal distaste on his face. "He's sort of a servant, isn't he?"

"Well…" Ari said slowly. "He's the gamekeeper, if that's what you mean."

"Yes, exactly." The boy continued on excitedly. "I heard he's a sort of savage— lives in a hut on the school ground and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed."

"Well, I don't know about savage," Ari started off.

"But he's a bit too trusting of that Dumbledore bloke. I mean, Hagrid had our key and Dumbledore was stealing our money!" Dri continued. The boy stared at them slightly.

"I knew Dumbledore was no good." He said after a moment. "Oh, did you say Hagrid was helping you with your shopping? Where's your parents?"

"Oh, they're dead!" The twins said cheerfully, with an eyes-closed smile on their faces. The boy started for a moment.

"Oh, I'm sorry…" the boy looked sympathetic for a moment before he gasped. "I never asked for your names, did I? Oh how rude of me. I'm Draco."

"I'm Harry." The twins said. Draco blinked slightly.

"Both of you?" The twins nodded. "But you can't both be named Harry!"

"Sure we can!" Ari said, giving off a soft giggle.

"Our parents just had a sick sense of humor before they died." Dri said with a grin.

"At least this way," The twins said in unison, "No one will get our names confused!"

Before Draco could reply, Madam Malkin came back into the room with a set of robes.

"Try there on you two." She said, handing the robes to the twins. They put them on and Madam Malkin beamed. "Perfect fit! Alright, I'll just use these measurements for your uniforms, make a few copies, get some bags, and you two can go."

The twins nodded and went back to their positions on Draco's legs. Dri suddenly realized something.

"Say, Draco…" Dri started out. Draco looked at Dri and raised an eyebrow. "You never did tell us what Quidditch was… Since our parents died, we were sent to live with some muggle relatives of ours, so we didn't know 'bout magic till our letter came."

Draco looked at Dri in outraged disbelief.

"That's just not right. You two should have been put with magical relatives, not muggle ones!" Draco sighed slightly. "Just ask me if you don't understand something at Hogwarts, okay? So, Quidditch. That's our wizard sport. We fly on brooms, passing around the main ball that's called a Quaffle. There are seven people to a team. One Keeper, three Chasers, two Beaters, and a Seeker. The Chasers pass the Quaffle to score a goal, the Keeper guards the goal, and the Beaters hit these two Bludgers that try to knock players off their brooms. The Seeker looks for this tiny golden ball called the Snitch. The Snitch is very fast and it takes a really good Seeker to spot it. One the Snitch is caught, one hundred and fifty points goes to that team, and the game is over. And the team with the highest amount of points, wins. Did that make sense?"

"Yes, but that still proves to me that wizards are insane." Ari said, shaking his head. "Having a sport to fly on brooms…"

Madam Malkin cam back with two small bags and she handed them to the twins who had stepped back from Draco.

"That'll be 16 Galleons for the both of you." She said cheerfully. Dri opened the small, magically-expanded money back and paused.

"Those are the gold ones, right?" He asked, just to make sure.

"Yes," Draco and Ari said in unison. "Those are the gold ones."

"Alright," Dri chuckled. "Just checking."

Dri shoved his whole arm in the tiny bag and looked to be sifting through the money. Dri looked over to Ari.

"Why did we put those at the bottom, again? It's gonna take forever to—Oh! Nevermind, found them." Dri pulled his arm out and found he had 5 Galleons in his hand. He sighed, handing them to Madam Malkin – who was looking at this scene in amusement – before plunging his arm back in the bag. "Harry, hold this for me. I'm gonna use both hands."

Ari chuckled in amusement and held the money bag so Dri could stick both his arms in it. Dri pulled out another 10 Galleons, gave them to Madam Malkin before sticking one arm back in to get the last one. Ari closed the bag as Dri handed Madam Malkin the last galleon and turned to Draco, handing the bag to Dri as he appeared next to him.

"Well, I'll see you at Hogwarts, I suppose." Draco said, looking like he'd want to talk more. Ari and Dri chuckled, pulling Draco down by his collar, and they each kissed him on a cheek.

"Yeah, you'll see us. Bye, Dragon! Have fun!" They released their hold on his shirt and walked out of the shop, leaving a flustered Draco behind.

"Here yeh go, Harrys! Yeh'll hafta share, but I thought that'd be alright." Hagrid said, handing Ari the chocolate ice cream cone. The twins beamed at Hagrid as they walked to the Parchment store.

"That's fine, Hagrid. We met this really nice boy at Madam Malkin's." Ari said, taking a lick of ice cream.

"Oh, yes! He told us about the houses at Hogwarts and about your crazy wizard sport, Quidditch!" Dri beamed, taking a lick as well. He continued on in a cheerful voice. "He even told us what 'Mudblood' means!"

Hagrid stumbled and choked on his ice cream, coughing and trying not to step on any wizards or witches who got in his way. Dri looked over to Ari.

"I still think it sounds delicious…" Hagrid started choking even more, hacking instead of coughing. Ari chuckled, shifting the ice cream to his left hand so he could sling his right arm around Dri's shoulders.

"It's alright, Harry. We'll find something even better than mudbloods!" The twins finished their ice cream before going inside the supply store, Hagrid stepped in as well, still coughing slightly. They bought parchment and quills, and even an expanded trunk to fit everything they bought in it. "Oh, don't worry Hagrid. We only need one trunk. We can fit everything in it and still have room, see?"

Hagrid just nodded and they bought a few bottles of ink before moving on. They went to a shop called Flourish and Blotts next, to buy their books. While Ari was distracting Hagrid, Dri was looking at 'Curses and Countercurses (Bewitch Your Friends and Befuddle Your Enemies with the Latest Revenges: Hair Loss, Jelly-Legs, Tongue-Tying and Much, Much More)' by Professor Vindictus Viridian.

They bought some cauldrons after they left the book store with their school books in their trunk. They also got some nice sets of scales for weighing potion ingredients and two collapsible brass telescopes. Then they went to the Apothecary, where Hagrid asked the man behind the counter for two sets of basic potion ingredients for the twins. Ari came up to the men while Dri was browsing the aisles.

"Do you think we could get double our ingredients?" Ari asked. The man behind the counter looked proud before doing so. Hagrid looked at Ari in confusion. "Well, Harry and I will want to practice outside of class, so that calls for extra ingredients…."

They placed their ingredients in their trunk and Hagrid took a look at their list once they got outside.

"Just yer wands left—oh yeah, an' I still haven't got yeh two a birthday present." The twins tried to protest, but Hagrid pressed on. "I know I don't have to. Tell yeh what, I'll get yer animal. Not a toad, toads went outta fashion years ago, yeh'd be laughed at—an' I don' like cats, they make me sneeze. I'll get yer an owl. All the kids want owls, they're dead useful, carry yer mail an' everythin'."

"Hagrid," Dri asked. Hagrid looked down at him. "Is it alright if we got a cat, too? You can get our owl, but we'd but the cat. And we'd make sire to keep it away from you!"

"Sure 'Arry. It's yer birthday, after all." Hagrid said with a grin. They stopped by Eeylops Owl Emporium, where Hagrid got them a beautiful snowy owl. Afterward, they made their way to a small shop called 'Magical Menagerie' and they went inside. The twins soon saw that the whole shop was cluttered with cages. Hagrid looked uneasy. "I'll just wait outside fer you two. Come out when yeh've bought yer cat."

The twins nodded and Hagrid shuffled out of the shop. Dri took Ari's hand and led him down an aisle to the right. They spent a few minutes just walking through the store, looking in cages when they finally came to a stop in the middle of the shop, with no one around.

"Thisss isss ssso boring! Sssisssy, entertain me!" A childish voice rang out. Ari and Dri looked at each other with a raised eyebrow.

'Okay…. That was weird…' Ari commented. Dri nodded. They made to continue when a voice from the left stopped them.

"I ssswear, if you touch me, I'll eat you! I mean it! I don't care if you're bored!" The twins blinked and looked into the cage on their left. Sitting inside were two snakes, curled up on opposite ends of the cage.

"Are you… talking?" Ari asked hesitantly. Dri started slightly and stared at Ari.

'Oh my God, Ari… You just hissed! …But I know what you said because you thought it as you said it. How the bloody hell does that work?' Dri exclaimed as the snakes in the cage seemed surprised. Ari looked at Dri.

'Really? I hissed? But you understood the snakes, too, right?' Dri nodded. 'Hmm… Maybe… I translated it in my head and you heard it?'

Dri shrugged and the older snake cleared her throat.

"I didn't realize there were ssstill Ssspeakersss here… What wonderful newsss! And yesss, Young massster, I did ssspeak." The snake said politely. The twins nodded and Ari spoke.

"Ah, yes. Um, thank you. Uh, you wouldn't happen to know where they keep the cats, by any chance, do you?" The snake blinked slightly—or as well of a blink as you can get with a snake—and let out a hissing laugh.

"Oh, felinesss are kept an aisssle away. Have fun, Young Massster!" Ari and Dri nodded, waving in thanks as they left the aisle and continued onto the next.

'…Well, that was interesting…' Dri remarked. Ari nodded. 'So, black cat alright with you? Or do you prefer another color, Ari?'

'Black's fine.' Ari thought with a shrug. 'I don't really care either way. Think we can talk to cats and owls, too?'

'Dunno…' Dri replied. He shrugged as an afterthought. 'Seems unlikely, though…'

They got to the feline section of the store, and they found it was filled with mewls and meows. They slowly walked down the aisle, looking though each cage. They came to a stop close to the end of the aisle, at a cage to the right. Inside was an adorable pitch black kitten that mewed up at them. Its' yellow eyes glowed with happiness as its tail flicked back and forth. Dri tilted his head to the side.

'Whatcha think, Ari? This one cute enough?' Dri asked. Ari 'aww'ed in their head and nodded. Dri nodded as well and picked up the cage.

"Alright little one, we're taking you home with us." Dri whispered to it as they walked up to the cashier. She smiled widely.

"Ah, you've chosen the new one, have you? That'll be 15 Sickles." The twins paid the cashier and left the shop to find Hagrid standing next to the door.

"Ready ter go? Just Ollivanders left now—best place fer wands, Ollivanders, and yeh both gotta have the best wands." Hagrid said as they started making their way through the crowd. They stopped at a narrow and shabby shop. The peeling gold letters over the door read 'Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.' In the window laid a single wand on a faded purple cushion.

When they opened the door, the tinkling sound of a bell ringing sounded from somewhere in the depths of the shop. The surroundings of the shop were mostly empty except for a spindly chair next to the door that Hagrid sat on to wait. There was a counter in front of a few dusty aisles that had slender boxes from the floor all the way to the ceiling.

"Good afternoon," said a soft voice from the shadows of one of the aisles. The twins jumped and there was a loud cracking noise. Looking behind them, the twins saw Hagrid quickly standing from the crushed chair. The twins turned again and saw an old man standing before them. His wide, pale eyes were shining like moons through the gloom of the shop as they stared at Ari and Dri.

"Er, hello…" The twins said in awkward unison.

"Ah, yes. "The man said. "Yes, yes. I thought I'd be seeing you soon. Harrison Potter, Hadrian Potter." It wasn't a question. Dri glared at Mr. Ollivander while Ari shifted uncomfortably. "You both have your mother's eyes. It seems only yesterday she was in here herself, buying her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow. Nice wand for charm work."

Mr. Ollivander moved closer to invade the twins' personal bubble.

'God, this guy is so creepy…' Dri whispered in their mind. Ari inched closer to Dri, hiding behind Dri's shoulder.

'I just wish he would blink…' Ari whispered back, clutching at Dri's shirt. Ollivander continued.

"Your father, on the other hand, favored a mahogany wand. Eleven inches. Pliable. A little more power and excellent for transfiguration. Well, I say your father favored it—it's really the want that chooses the wizard, of course." Mr. Ollivander had come so close to the twins that he and Dri were almost touching nose to nose.

'I swear, if he kisses me, I don't care what Dumbledore says, we're never going into the Wizarding World again!' Dri thought furiously. Ari snorted and Ollivander looked at him with knowing misty eyes.

"And that's where…" Ollivander reached a long, white finger to touch the lightning scar on Ari's forehead when Dri grabbed Ollivander's wrist before his finger could make contact. Dri glared at Ollivander when he looked back to him.

"I'm sorry to say I sold the wand that did it," He said softly as Dri let go of his wrist. "Thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew. Powerful wand, very powerful, and in the wrong hands… Well, if I'd known what that wand was going out into the world to do…"

Ollivander shook his head and turned his misty eyes to Hagrid.

"Rubeus! Rubeus Hagrid! How nice to see you again… Oak, sixteen inches, rather bendy, wasn't it?"

"It was, sir, yes." Hagrid said with a nod.

"Good wand, that one." Ollivander was suddenly stern. "But I suppose they snapped it in half when you got expelled?"

"Er—yes, they did, yes." Hagrid said, shuffling his feet slightly. He looked up brightly. "I've still got the pieces, though."

"But you don't use them?" Ollivander asked rather sharply.

"Oh, no, sir." Hagrid said quickly, gripping his pink umbrella very tightly.

"Hmmm…" Ollivander gave Hagrid a piercing look before looking at the twins again. "Well, now—Mr. Potter. Let me see." He pulled a long tape measure with silver markings out of his pocket." Which is your wand arm?"

'Wand arm?' Dri raised an eyebrow and looked over his right shoulder at Ari.

'I think he means what hand you write with.' Ari explained.

'Ah… I guess that makes sense.' Dri turned his head to look back at Ollivander.

"Well, we're both right-handed… If that's what you meant." Dri said. Ollivander just smiled knowingly.

"Hold out your arm. Yes, that's it. You too, Harrison." Ari looked at Ollivander in disbelief, but raised his arm alongside Dri's. Ollivander measured the twins from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and around their heads. "Every Ollivander wand has a core of powerful magical substance, Mr. Potters. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand."

"What about for twins, like us?" Ari asked nervously, a bit perturbed that the tape measure (that was measuring their nostrils) was acting on it's own as Ollivander flitted around the shelves, taking down boxes.

"That will do," He said to the tape measure. The twins watched as it crumpled, in a satisfying heap, to the ground. "Now, to answer your question Mr. Potter, we'll just have you both try the same wands. Now, try this one. Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Nine inches. Nice and flexible. Just take it and give it a wave."

Dri took the wand and gave it a lazy wave. Ollivander quickly snatched it out of his hands and passed it to Ari, who barely had it for 5 seconds, before it was replaced.

"Maple and phoenix feather. Seven inches. Quite whippy. Try—" Ari hardly raised the wand before it was passed to Dri, and then snatched from his hands as well. "No, no—here, ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy. Go on, go on, try it out."

And so it went, one twin trying the wand before it was given to the other and then replaced by another wand, repeating the process. The pile of tried wands was growing higher and higher on the counter, but the more wands Ollivander pulled from the shelves, the happier he seemed to become.

"Tricky customers, eh? Not to worry, we'll find the perfect match here somewhere," Ollivander paused. "I wonder, now—yes, why not—unusual combination—holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple."

Ari took the wand and he blinked at the sudden warmth in his fingers. Ari raised the wand slightly above his head and swished it down through the dusty air. A stream of red and gold sparks shot from the end like fireworks, throwing dancing spots of light onto the walls. Hagrid whooped and slapped while Mr. Ollivander cried, "Oh, bravo! Yes, indeed, oh very good. Well, well, well… how curious… how very curious…"

He picked up Ari's wand and handed it to Dri, all the while muttering 'curious'.

"Sorry," Ari said, stopping Dri from doing anything. "But what's curious?"

Ollivander gave Ari a pale stare that neither twin liked.

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather—just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother—why, its brother gave you that scar." The twins swallowed tightly. "Yes, thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew. Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember… I think we must expect great things from you, Mr. Potter… After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things—terrible, yes, but great. Now, Hadrian, go on. Let's see if it works for you as well."

Dri complied, swishing the wand. Another steam of sparks went through the air and Ollivander 'hmm'ed.

"It would seem that you are highly compatible, but this wand is not exactly perfect for you. Let's keep trying and see if the same is true for your twin." Dri nodded and gave the wand back to Ollivander to wrap back in its box. After Ollivander finished, he gave Dri a calculating stare. "I wonder…"

He disappeared behind the aisles and came back with a slightly dusty box a few minutes later. Ollivander gently took the black wand out of the box and handed it to Dri with the utmost care.

"Black laurel and chimaera scale. Eleven inches. Nice and supple." Dri waved the wand and a stream of green and silver sparks shot out. Dri handed it to Ari without a word and the same thing happened. Ollivander took the wand back and started to delicately wrap it. "Very curious, indeed. It seems these two wands are most compatible… You two would be able to use the other's wand with ease. Please, use them well."

Ollivander gave the wands to their respective twin, and the twins paid 7 Galleons for each wand.


Hagrid and the twins left Diagon Alley, went through the now empty Leaky Cauldron, and walked down the road. The twins didn't make a sound as they carried their pet cages, rapidly bouncing their feelings off one another in their mind. They didn't notice the people giving them all strange looks with their trunk and cages. The twins only noticed when Hagrid tapped them on their shoulders.

"Got time fer a bite to eat before yer train leaves." Hagrid said. He bought the twins a hamburger each and they sat down on a couple of plastic seats to eat. As the twins munched on their hamburgers, they looked around the food court.

'Everyone looks so strange now…' Ari commented. Dri sent on affirmative sound through their link.

"You two all right, Harry? Yer both very quiet." Hagrid said as he finished his burger. The twins looked at each other as they chewed, trying to think of a way to explain it.

"Well…" Ari started out once they finished their food.

"Everyone thinks we're special." Dri continued. "All those people in the Leaky Cauldron, Professor Quirrell, Mr. Ollivander—"

"But we don't know anything about magic at all." Ari interrupted. "How can they expect great things?"

"Yeah! I mean, we're famous, but we can't remember what we're famous for!" Dri continued again. "We don't know what happened when Vol—"

"Sorry," Ari interrupted again, clamping a hand over Dri's mouth. "He means, the night our parents died."

Hagrid smiled kindly and leaned across the table.

"Don' you worry, Harrys. You'll both learn fast enough. Everyone starts at the beginning at Hogwarts; you'll both be just fine. Just be yerselves. I know it's hard. Yeh've been singled out, an' that's always hard. But yeh both'll have a great time at Hogwarts—I did—still do, 'smatter of fact." Hagrid stood up and led the twins over to the train that would take them back to the Dursleys. Hagrid handed them an envelope before they boarded.

"Yer tickets fer Hogwarts." He stated after he saw the twins' confused expressions. "First o' September—King's Cross—it's all on yer tickets. Any problems with the Dursleys, send me a letter with yer owl, she'll know where to find me… See yeh both soon, Harry."

The twins boarded and found a seat next to the window to watch Hagrid until he was out of sight. The twins sat back down on their one seat, their pets in the seat next to them, and Ari turned to Dri in excitement.

'Now,' Ari started with a strange glint in his eyes. 'All we need to do is figure out names for our owl and kitty.'


A/N: So what do you guys think? Good? Bad? So-Horrible-I-Should-Stop-Writing?

Don't forget to ask me questions in your reviews! XD I'll be sure to answer to give you an extra incite on the next chapter!

Oh, and two things: 1) I need some help on the name for the twins' cat. It's going to be female, like Hedwig, and I'm torn between some names. I'd like you reviewers to tell me which you like best! OK, so the names are Angel, Azira, Lianna, Reminisce, Jane, Darcy, Alice, Echo, Whisper, and Sara. Tell me in your review which you like best, please!

2) Again, from the top A/N, should I make this story slash-free? Or should I pair the twins up with some guys when they're older? Please tell me what you think! Majority rules in this case!

Oh! and before I forget, ^-^ I plan on updating around my birthday, February 19th! So look forward to it sometime around then! XD if I don't update within two days of the 19th, please PM me and pester me to get off my lazy bum, alright?