A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the delay. Yeah, I know, procrastinated again. But I made it for Harry's Birthday, didn't I? So Happy Birthday Twins! and I don't care what FFN says, I posted on Harry's Birthday! Oh, and Happy Late-Birthday to Neville, too. We must give Neville some love as well!

(1) : Okay, so I'm not sure what the equivalency is in the wizarding world, so I just made some stuff up. In the book, it was 11 Sickles and 7 Knuts…. So I'm probably way off in tripling the price, but I only said 1 Galleon for simplicity's sake! Just thought you all should know that.


Mistaken

*~Chapter 5~*

Ari and Dri's last month with the Dursleys wasn't fun. Granted, their stay wasn't fun before they found out they were wizards, but that's beside the point. Dudley was now so scared of the twins, he wouldn't stay in the same room with them. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia just ignored Ari and Dri. They didn't lock them up in their cupboard, force them to do anything, or even shout at them. They just acted as though any chairs that the twins occupied were empty.

Ari and Dri kept to their room, for the most part. They decided to name their owl Hedwig after a name they found in A History of Magic. Their cat, however, they had decided to name Azira after Aziraphale from the book Dudley had gotten for Christmas last year. It was called Good Omens and the twins knew that Dudley hadn't even taken a second glance at the book before it was stored in the twins' new room.

Their school books were very interesting compared to the boring Dursleys. Ari would lie on their bed for hours into the night, just absorbing information. Which, in turn, would let Dri learn everything at the same time. The twins left the window open all the time for Hedwig to come and go as she pleased while Azira kept the twins company, curled up most of the time, on the bed.

On the last day of August, the twins went down to the living room to tell the Dursleys about the next day. The Dursleys were watching a quiz show and, when Ari cleared his throat to let them know the twins were there, Dudley ran screaming from the room.

"Uncle Vernon?" Ari asked. Vernon grunted to show he was listening.
"We need to be at King's Cross tomorrow to go to Hogwarts." Dri stated simply. Vernon grunted again.

"Would it be alright if you gave us a lift?" Ari asked. Another grunt.

'Does that mean yes?' Dri thought in his mind. Ari shrugged.

'I suppose it counts.' He replied.

"Thank you." The twins said, making their way back up the stairs.

"Funny way to get to a wizards' school, the train. Magic carpets all got punctures, have they?" Uncle Vernon asked before the twins could fully leave the room. Ari and Dri raised an eyebrow, looked at each other, then shrugged before entering the room again.

"Actually, Uncle Vernon," Ari started off. "Magic carpets are illegal. They are charmed to fly by dark arts, so I don't think that'd be a very good way for students to travel to school."

Uncle Vernon looked disgruntled for a moment.

"Where is this school, anyway?" He asked with a sneer.

"Oh, Hogwarts, A History states it's somewhere in Scotland." Dri rattled off easily. Ari took one of their train tickets out of his pocket and handed it to Dri. "But it says here that we just take the train from platform nine and three-quarters at eleven o'clock."

It was silent for a moment as Vernon and Petunia stared at the twins.

"Platform what?" Their aunt asked, not sure if she heard right.

"Nine and three-quarters."

"Don't talk rubbish." Uncle Vernon sneered, a bit smug. "There is no platform nine and three-quarters."

"Sure there is!" Dri stated. "It's on our ticket."

"And besides," Ari continued, wiping the smugness from Vernon's face, "The platform is probably hidden from muggles anyway. So you wouldn't be able to see it."

"Barking, howling mad. The lot of them." Uncle Vernon muttered after a while. "You'll see. You two just wait. All right, we'll take you to King's Cross. We're going to London tomorrow anyway, or I wouldn't bother."

"Oh, we already know they're stark-raving mad!" Dri said cheerfully before Ari elbowed him in the ribs.

"Why are you going to London?" Ari asked, getting his brother back on track.

"Taking Dudley to the hospital," Vernon growled out. "Got to have that ruddy tail removed before he goes to Smeltings."

The twins grinned before retreating to bed.


Ari woke up at five o'clock the next morning. It was an hour earlier than he was used to waking up, but he didn't mind. Ari read over his school books for the tenth time that summer, just finishing his potions book when Dri started to stir an hour later. Ari closed the book and the twins changed into one of Dudley's old shirts and a pair of faded blue jeans. Ari and Dri went around the room, pitting every school thing they bought into their trunk with care.

The twins had just put Azira and Hedwig safely away in their cages when the Dursleys wanted to leave. They loaded the trunk into the Dursleys' car and, since there was hardly any room left in the back seat with Dudley, Dri squeezed in next to his cousin while Ari sat in Dri's lap.

At half past ten, they reached King's Cross station. Uncle Vernon put the twin's trunk on a cart and started wheeling it into the station for them. Ari and Dri raised an eyebrow and looked at each other.

'He's being really nice…' Ari stated slowly. Dri nodded.

'I wonder what he's planning…' Dri thought suspiciously. Their worry only doubled when they followed Uncle Vernon into the station and saw the nasty grin on his face.

"Well, there you are, boy. Platform nine—Platform ten. Your platform should be somewhere in the middle, but they don't seem to have built it yet, have they?" Uncle Vernon said with a laugh. The twins blinked, but then Ari snorted, getting that wicked smirk on his face when he wants to show off his knowledge.

"Well, of course you wouldn't be able to see it Uncle Vernon. After all, you are a muggle. They have repellents for that." Uncle Vernon lost his grin and he stared at Ari with a frown. After a minute of silence, Uncle Vernon let go of the cart and started walking back to the car.

"Have a good term," He threw over his shoulder before walking out of sight. Ari and Dri shook their heads before taking hold of their cart. They walked into the middle of the two platforms, standing right next to the barrier, looking a bit lost. They looked around and saw a group of redheads walking their way. The mother of the group was talking very loudly for anyone in the vicinity to hear.

"—packed with muggles, of course—" The twins looked at each other with a frown.

'If that was a wizard,' Ari thought worriedly, 'then they're not doing a very good job of keeping that secrecy law A History of Magic talked about.'

'Agreed.' Dri said with a nod. They watched as the mother asked what the platform number was and the little girl holding the mother's hand piped up with "nine and three-quarters!" before looking dejected as she told her mother that she couldn't go. Dri pulled his twin and the cart away from the barrier to end up behind the group of redheads.

"All right, Percy, you go first." The mother said loudly. What looked to be the oldest child of the redhead group marched up to the barrier the twins were just standing next to and seemed to… disappear? Ari blinked slightly and looked at Dri.

'I think I found out how to get onto the platform…' Ari said in their mind in a thoughtful voice. Dri raised an eyebrow. 'I think we have to walk into that barrier…'

'…' Dri was silent for a moment before sighing. 'I knew it. These wizards are nutters…'

'Well, we'll have to ask, just to be sure though.' Ari said reluctantly, casting a wary glance in the redhead mother's direction. Dri blinked, looking over at the mother as well, only with a calculating look.

'I have a plan…' Ari politely waited for Dri to finish, slightly curious. 'You stay here with the cart, and I'll talk with the lady. When I say so, you come up behind her and we'll scare the crap outta her, alright?'

Ari laughed and nodded. Dri grinned and made his way over to the group of redheads. Dri noticed that while he was talking to Ari, two more redheads had managed to disappear. Dri stopped right next to the woman.

"Excuse me," Dri said. The woman looked down at Dri and then her eyes lit up, smiling widely.

"Hello, dear!" She said in a sugary-sweet voice. Dri frowned slightly, not liking that tone. "First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new, too."

The last of her sons looked a bit awkward as she pointed at him.

"Oh, yes," Dri said, making his voice sound feeble. "The thing is… The thing is, I don't know how to—"

"How to get onto the platform?" The mother interrupted. Dri stared for a moment at the rude woman before nodding slightly. "Not to worry, not to worry! All you have to do is walk straight at the barrier between platforms nine and ten."

'Well you were right, Ari.' Dri thought, tuning out the mother as she kept talking. 'C'mon over here, alright?'

"Go on, go now before Ron." Dri blinked at her excited voice before grinning as Ari came up behind her.

"Alright, ma'am, if you insist." The redhead mother, startled, turned around quickly to face Ari. She looked at him in disbelief before looking at Dri again, then back at Ari.

Dri joined Ari in holding the cart and they both pushed it casually through the crowd and into the barrier—only to come out on a train platform packed with people in front of a scarlet train. The twins looked back the way they came and found an archway with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters stated clearly on it.

The twins carefully surveyed the station, taking in the crowds of students at the front of the train easily.

'Let's go this way.' Ari suggested while pulling Dri off towards the back of the train. He sounded a bit nervous when he looked back at the crowd of people standing around, talking to their children and friends.

On their way to the back, they passed a round-faced boy who was telling his grandmother that he lost his toad. They were just in time to hear the woman sigh before they had to move on. The twins passed a dark-skinned boy with dreadlocks surrounded by a small crowd. He had a box in his hands, and when he lifted the lid, the crowd shrieked and squealed as a tarantula leg poked out of the top.

They got to the end of the platform with the last compartment on the end of the train. Ari hoisted Hedwig onto the train first and Dri put Azira on next, in front of Hedwig's cage. Dri sighed and looked at his brother.

'Do you want the front, or the back?' Dri asked in a resigned voice. Ari laughed slightly and shook his head.

'I'll take the front. Enjoy lifting almost all of that, Dri!' Ari thought in a sing-song voice. Dri scowled and grabbed a hold of one end of the trunk.

'I guess it's a good thing I'll get buff out of this, huh?' Dri commented while lifting his end up. 'That way, all the girls will be fawning over me in no time.'

Ari let out a giggle before climbing on top of the train steps to pull his end up. After Ari rested his end on the step, Ari groaned.

"Want a hand?" It was a tall redheaded boy.

"Oh, yes, please." Ari said shyly, blushing slightly. Dri scowled at his brother.

"Oi, Fred! C'mere and help!" Dri grinned as another boy came over, exactly like the first boy.

'I bet the one who just talked is really Fred. I wonder what the other twin is called…' Dri thought to Ari. Ari shrugged as Dri abandoned his position to stand next to his brother on top of the train step. With the other twins' help, Ari and Dri had their trunk stored safely inside the last compartment of the train.

"Thanks." Dri said heartedly. Ari nodded before brushing his bangs away from his eyes. The other pair of twins started.

"What's that?" The twin Dri was sure had went by Fred asked, pointing at Ari's forehead. Ari blinked slightly and covered his scar from sight with his hand. Dri paled.

'Shit. Remember that other magical History book we got? And what Hagrid told us?' Dri asked quickly. Ari sent a feeling of agreement. 'Well, we're famous, remember? Crap, now we're probably going to be mauled!'

"Blimey," the other twin, whose name Dri didn't know, said while leaning in closer to Ari. "Are you—?"

"He is!" Fred exclaimed before looking at Ari again. "Aren't you?"

"Is he what?"

"Am I what?" Dri and Ari said at the same time. The older set of twins grinned.

"Harry Potter!" They chorused. Dri scowled at the older twins.

"Are you blind? Of course he's not Harry Potter! Honestly, can't you two tell that I'm Harry Potter?" Dri scolded hotly. The older twins blinked while Ari grinned.

"Now, Harry! No need to be rude, now. They were just a bit curious, is all. No need to be mean and say I'm not Harry." Ari said in amusement. Dri sighed and gave Ari a one-armed hug.

"Oh, I'm sorry Harry. You know how I get when people forget about one of us." Ari nodded gravely with a smile while patting Dri on the shoulder. The older set of twins looked at each other before looking at their younger counter-parts.

"So…" The older twins said casually. "Which one of you is the Boy-Who-Lived?"

"Oh, well…"

"You see…" Ari and Dri looked at each other with a smirk before closing their eyes and looking back at the older twins with wide grins.

"I am!" They both said simultaneously. The older twins blinked, but before they could do anything, a voice called them from outside the train.

"Fred? George? Are you there?" The redheads looked at each other whole Dri smirked.

'So that's the other twin's name! Now I'll be able to tell them apart.' Dri thought smugly.

"Coming, Mum!" The older twins called back before giving the younger twins one last look and leaving the compartment. The twins left in the compartment went to sit by the window, Dri sitting down with Ari curled up in his lap. The younger twins watched the redheaded family interact outside the window; the mother babying her youngest son while the older twins made fun of him. The eldest redheaded boy strolled over, already changed in his robes, and the older twins used him as their new victim.

The train whistled suddenly, and the older twins promised their sister they'd send lots of owls and a Hogwarts toilet seat. The younger twins snorted and watched as the boys hurried onto the train. Shortly after the train left the station, the door of the compartment slid open to reveal the youngest redheaded boy.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asked, pointing to the seat across from the twins. "Everywhere else is full."

The twins looked at each other and shrugged. The boy sat down in the seat in front of them after closing the compartment door. The twins ignored him in favor of snuggling against one another and looking out the window. The compartment door opened once again.

"Hey, Ron." Fred and George were back. George grinned. "Listen, we're going down to the middle of the train. Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there."

"Right…" Ron mumbled, looking a bit sick.

"Harry," Fred spoke up, grinning in amusement as both Ari and Dri gave Fred their attention. "Did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley—"

'Weasley!' The younger twins looked at each other in alarm. 'Shit, why'd they have to be Weasleys? These two are so nice!'

"And this is Ron, our brother." Fred finished after a pause. From the curious look on his face, the younger twins knew he noticed their silent exchange. "See you later, then."

Sealing his decision, Dri moved Ari off his lap and into the seat next to him, holding out his hands to the older twins.

"Fred. Hug." Everyone looked at Dri weirdly, and Ari snorted. The older twins looked at each other before a twin stepped up. Dri scowled. "Not you, George. I want a hug from Fred."

The older twins looked at each other in surprise before grinning. Fred stepped up and kneeled down in from of Dri, pulling the younger into a tight hug. Ari snorted again before rolling his eyes and shrugging, holding out his arms to George.

"Hug, George." Ari commanded simply. George laughed before copying his brother. The compartment was silent for a few moments, only awkward in the space Ron occupied, before Dri slowly pulled away.

"Thanks Fred." Dri said, his voice filled with a strange sort of contentment. "Feel free to visit anytime."

Ari slowly pulled away from George, telling him the same. The older set of twins smiled at them, ruffled their already-wild hair, and left the compartment.

"Are you really Harry Potter?" Ron blurted out after a moment of silence. Ari and Dri blinked at his tactlessness but both nodded. Ron started at them. "Oh—well, I thought it might be one of Fred and George's jokes… And have you really got—… you know…"

Ron pointed at Dri's forehead. Dri scowled and Ari laughed lightly.

'His lack of taste is pissing me off…' Dri grumbled in their mind. As one, the twins pulled up their bangs to show their identical lightning-bolt scar. Ron stared at both of them.

"So that's where You-Know-Who—?" Ron trailed off. Dri scowled darkly at him.

"Now, I don't know who. Speak to actually make sense!" Ron looked confused at Dri's outburst, but Ari laughed again.

"Oh, don't mind Harry. Yes, it is, but we can't remember it." Ron's expression lit up like Christmas came early.

"Nothing?" Ron asked, a little too eagerly by Dri's standards. Ari blinked slightly at the question and looked up to think.

"Well—I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else." Ari said thoughtfully. Ron stared at them in amazement, but looked away quickly when Dri pulled Ari into his lap again.

"Are all your family wizards?" Ari asked in fascination from his seat in Dri's lap. Ron blinked slightly.

"Er—yes, I think so…" Ron said in a daze. He scrunched up his nose in concentration. "I think Mum's got a second cousin who's an accountant, but we never talk about him."

Ari nodded and was about to comment or ask another question when Dri covered Ari's mouth with his hand. Ron took this chance to stare out the window instead of at the twins.

'Dri?' Ari asked, tilting his head to look over his shoulder at his brother. Dri's scowl deepened.

'Why are you talking to him? He's a pompous arse and a Weasley! And not the good type of Weasley, like the twins, either!' Ari blinked, but then his eyes twinkled with amusement.

'I'm just pumping him for information. Better than going in blind, right?' Dri huffed slightly, but let Ari's mouth go. Ari snickered a bit but stopped as he saw Ron staring at them.

"So…" Ron asked hesitantly. "Which one of you is the Boy-Who-Lived?"

The twins blinked at each other before smirking. 'This seems vaguely familiar…'

"I am!" Ari and Dri announced, identical smiles splitting their faces. Ron blinked slowly before smiling.

"Oh, I see, you're joking! Heh! Almost had me there. Seriously, though, which one of you is Harry?" The twins traded 'confused' looks, which was really just amusement, and looked back at Ron with frowns on their faces.

"We both go by Harry, Ron. Apparently, our parents thought they had a sense of humor before they died." Ari explained cheerfully. Ron nodded slowly, falling silent with a thoughtful frown on his face. Dri rolled his eyes before pulling Ari close to him, squeezing slightly. Ari giggled lightly, placing his hands on top of Dri's and lacing their fingers together. Before Ron could do so much a raise an eyebrow, the door to their compartment opened to reveal a smiling, dimpled woman.

"Anything off the cart, dears?" She asked cheerfully, gesturing to the cart in front of her. The twins looked at each other before Dri patted Ari's thigh to have him stand up. Ari did so and pulled out his small money bag from his pocket. Dri stood up as well and grinned at the lady while resting his chin on Ari's right shoulder, arm's snaking around his brother's waist.

"How much for three of everything?" The cart lady smiled and gathered three of everything.

"That would be one Galleon, (1) dear." Dri scrunched up his face in concentration.

"That's… The gold one, right?" Ari smiled in amusement and nodded. Dri nodded in response and had Ari hold the money bag. Dri sighed as he shoved his whole arm in the bag, having a déjà vu moment from the robe shop. "Why the bloody hell did we put those at the bottom again? Not smart, I tell you!"

Ari shook his head, his smile turning into a grin as Dri let out a triumphant shout, pulling out a single gold coin. Dri stuck his tongue out at Ari and handed the Galleon to the lady, grabbing half of the snacks while Ari grabbed the other half. The lady left, closing the door behind her, and Ron looked at them with a raised eyebrow.

"Hungry, are you?" Dri snorted and separated one of each thing into a pile, before dumping it on the seat next to Ron.

"Starving. That's all yours, by the way." Dri said, casually gesturing to the pile next to the boy, before taking his seat next to Ari. Ron blushed and sputtered, trying to deny that he wanted anything, before getting quiet when Dri pointed a Licorice Wand at him. "We already bought them for you, so stop protesting and help us finish them."

Ron 'reluctantly' took the pile, but as soon as he ate one item from it, he didn't seem so guilty anymore. Ari raised an eyebrow as he picked up a package called Chocolate Frogs.

'You don't think they're real, do you?' Dri asked in a disbelieving tone. Ari snorted softly and gave a negative emotion back. He carefully opened the pack and picked up the chocolate frog, nibbling on its head as Dri took the empty box and pulled a card from it. Ari tilted his head and leaned into Dri to read the card. Dri sneered slightly a moment later and Ari rolled his eyes.

'So this is Dumbledore.' Dri growled out in their mind. Ari rolled his eyes again and pried the card from Dri's hand, throwing it and the empty box in the rubbish pile.

After an hour or two, the twins and Ron settled into an almost-comfortable silence. The door to the compartment opened and the boy who was complaining about losing a toad to his grandmother on the platform looked in. He saw the twins, sitting on each other's lap again, and flushed slightly before taking a deep breath.

"Sorry, but have you seen a toad at all?" The twins and Ron shook their heads and the boy looked tearful. "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"

"You should try asking an older year if they know a summoning or a tracking spell." Ari piped up from Dri's lap. He smiled politely at the boy. "And then you should ask them if there's any way to lock the toad in its cage so it's can't escape again."

The boy nodded, looking hopeful. He turned toward the door and started closing it.

"Thank you! I'll try that!" He closed the door fully and was gone. The twins and Ron looked at each other after a moment of silence.

"Don't know why he's so bothered." Ron piped up after the silence got to be too awkward for him. "If I'd brought a toad, I'd lose it as quick as I could. Mind you, I brought Scabbers, so I can't talk."

At some point during the ride, on old, fat rat climbed into Ron's lap, where it was currently dozing. Ron poked it slightly.

"He might have died and you wouldn't know the difference!" Ron complained in disgust. "I tried to turn him yellow yesterday, to make him more interesting, but the spell didn't work. See, I'll show you. Look."

Ron had just rummaged through his trunk to find his wand when the compartment door opened again. The boy who lost his toad was back again, this time with a girl dragging him in behind her. She was already in her Hogwarts robes; she had rather bushy brown hair, brown eyes, and a bit large front teeth.

"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville, here, has lost one." She said in a bossy tone, waving at the toad-less boy. The twins looked at each other, and it looked like Ron was going to say something rude before Ari spoke up.

"Oh? Did the summoning and tracking spells not work? Or could you not find an older year, Neville?" The girl looked taken aback at Ari's polite tone while Neville just looked relieved.

"Sorry. I was trying to tell Hermione that we just needed to find an upper year, but she wouldn't listen." Neville laughed lightly, bumping the girl, Hermione's, shoulder a bit. "I guess you were too set on helping me, huh?"

Hermione blushed heavily and ducked her head.

"O-oh… I didn't realize…" She started awkwardly. Ari patted Dri's hand and stood up, walking over to Hermione and Neville. He took both their hands and started leading them out of the compartment.

"I happen to know a few upper years. Let's go see if they can help us out." Ari said before closing the compartment door behind him. "In the mean time, why don't you tell me more about yourselves Hermione, Neville? My name's Harry and my brother…"

Ari's voice faded out as he walked the other two first years to the middle of the train. Ron and Dri stared at each other in astonishment.

"Did…" Ron started after a moment. "Did you know that was going to happen?"

Dri shook his head slowly, looking equally stunned. Ron nodded and looked out the window, his wand and rat lying forgotten next to him. Dri followed his example and looked out the window, tapping Ari in his mind as he did so.

'I suppose you want me to stay here, then?' Dri asked glumly. Ari laughed in their mind.

'That would be helpful, yes.' Dri scrunched up his nose at Ari, but did as his brother requested, staying put.


"So you've really read all of Hogwarts, A History?" Hermione asked Ari in disbelief as they walked toward the middle of the train, opening compartments as they went. Ari gave a carefree laugh and waved his hand about.

"It's not all that surprising that I've read it, is it?" Ari asked with an eye-closed smile. Hermione blushed lightly and shook her head while Neville laughed.

"Well…It's just… No one's ever…"

"Read the book cover to cover before?" Neville asked, interrupting Hermione's stuttering. She nodded meekly.

"Well, believe it or not Hermione, Harry and I have a lot of free-time when we're not doing chores over the summer. So what's better to do than read?" Ari pointed out, still smiling.

Hermione didn't answer, too embarrassed to talk as much as she did before. Ari opened another compartment and stuck his head in.

"Harry!"

"What're you doing here?" The Weasley twins exclaimed from seeing their young friend. Ari grinned and ushered Neville and Hermione into the compartment before closing the door behind them.

"Fred, George." Ari nodded at each of them. "You're both smart, right? Do you think you can help us for a bit?"

Fred and George exchanged glances before shrugging and nodding.

"This is Hermione and Neville." Ari started off, introducing the two students. "Neville, here, lost his toad and we were wondering if there was a summoning charm or a tracking charm we could use to find it?"

"Hmm…"

"Well…" Fred and George looked at each other again and looked back at Ari apologetically. "We don't know any of those spells yet, but we could try asking Percy, our older brother, for you."

Ari smiled at the twins while Neville thanked them profusely.

"Thanks, you two. Oh, by the way, Harry told me to tell you 'hi'." Ari said, giving Fred an amused look before shaking his head. Fred shook his head as well and they all left the compartment to look for Percy.


Ari was reunited with Dri sometime later after the group found Percy—who did, indeed, know a summoning spell—and found Neville's toad. They parted ways after Hermione reminded Ari he should change into his school robes.

Currently, Ari and Dri were curled up next to the window, debating with Ron on whether or not some houses in Hogwarts were better than others.

"Honestly, Ron, Ravenclaw and Slytherin aren't that bad!" Ari was saying. Ron snorted and Dri sneered at him from behind Ari.

"Well, books aren't bad," Ron admitted. "But Slytherins are evil!"

"Slytherins aren't evil!" Dri protested. "Slytherins are cunning, and they're not afraid to get dirty to get what they want!"

Before Ron could retort, the compartment door slid open and three boys walked in. Ari and Dri cried out in surprise before getting up to hug the middle boy in turns and kiss both of his cheeks.

"Draco!" Ari grinned after kissing him. Dri hugged him again.

"We missed you!" Dri exclaimed, snuggling into Draco's neck. Draco blinked and looked back and forth between the twins.

"Harry? What are you two doing in this compartment? I heard that this is Harry Po—… Oh!" Draco blinked in surprise as the twins gazed on in amusement. "You're Harry Potter? Why didn't you two tell me?"

"You didn't ask, Dragon." Dri said with an eye-closed smile.

"And besides," Ari added, looking at his nails. "You didn't tell us your last name, either."

"…" Draco frowned a bit. "I didn't? I thought for sure I did… Well, anyway, I'm Draco Malfoy."

"Malfoy?" Ron exclaimed. Everyone turned to him. "You're friends with a Malfoy, Harry?"

"Oh, right. Ron, this is Draco. Draco, this is Ron Weasley." Ari said, ignoring Ron.

"Weasley?" Draco wrinkled his nose and asked incredulously, "You're friends with a Weasley, Harry?"

"Well…" At some point in this, Ari had latched onto Draco's left side while Dri occupied Draco's right side. Ari's voice was hesitant, and Dri snorted before burying his face into Draco's neck. "You see, Draco… We've only just met him, and we've only seen you once… So… You're both like acquaintances for us…"

"Which," Dri breathed into Draco's ear, so only he could hear. "Is total bullocks. Harry just doesn't want to hurt Ron's feelings. He's not our friend, but you are. Don't forget that."

"I see." Draco said calmly. Ron was pouting slightly. "Well, I'd best be getting back to my compartment. See you two later, Harry."

Draco squeezed both twins before detangling himself and leaving the compartment with the other two boys.

"Acquaintances, huh?" Ron said bitterly as soon as the door closed.

"We need to change into our robes, Ron." Dri said cheerfully, opening their trunk and getting two robes out for himself and Ari. Ron huffed and got out his own robe, shrugging it on. No sooner did they put their robes on, did the train start slowing down.

"We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train; it will be taken to the school separately." An anonymous voice echoed throughout the train.

"Well, you heard the voice." Dri said, taking his trunk down to put the rest of the candy in it. Ron just stuffed his pockets with the candy. Ari helped his brother put the trunk back and they both said goodbye to Hedwig and Azira before they joined Ron in the corridor to leave the train. The train finally stopped, and everyone piled onto a tiny, dark platform. The twins shivered at the cold before blinking at the voice that was calling: "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!"

'That sounds like Hagrid…' Ari said. Dri looked his eyes and took Ari's hand, leading them over to where Hagrid stood, holding a lantern. Once all the first years gathered around Hagrid, he told everyone to follow him and proceeded down a dark, narrow path. They couldn't see anything around them, just in front of them, and Ari swore he heard Neville sniffle once or twice.

"Yeh'll get yer firs' sight o' Hogwarts in a sec," Hagrid said, his voice carrying to even the first years in the back. "Just' round this bend here."

The path suddenly opened up to the edge of a great black lake. Perched on top a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers.

"No more'n four to a boat!" Hagrid called out, pointing to a fleet of little boats sitting in the water by the shore. Ari and Dri got into a boat, and smiled as Neville and Draco joined them. Neville was holding his toad and he smiled apologetically to the twins.

"Remember, Harry? Percy couldn't remember the sticking charm for Trevor's cage. So I'll just have to hold him." Neville said a bit meekly. Ari smiled and nodded, telling Neville that it was fine, while Dri just shook his head in amusement and said to hold 'Trevor' tight.

The boats pushed off all at once and they made it to the cliff that the castle stood on, shortly. Hagrid told everyone to duck their heads so they wouldn't hit the ivy they passed through that hid the opening in the cliff face. They floated along a dark tunnel and stopped once they reached a kind of underground harbor, the shore filled with rocks and pebbles.

Ari and Dri helped Neville and Draco out of the boat and made sure that Neville still had Trevor. The first years all followed Hagrid through a passageway, coming out in the shadow of the castle. They walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door. Hagrid raised his fist and knocked three times on the door.

The door swung open at once. A tall black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. Her hair was pulled back in a tight bun and it was streaked very lightly with a faint gray. She had a very stern face, and the twins' first thought was that this was not someone anyone wanted to cross.

"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid said proudly. Professor McGonagall pulled her lips together in a thin line.

"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here." She pulled the door open and ushered everyone into the large entrance hall. The walls were lit with torches, the ceiling was too high to make out, and the twins could just see a magnificent marble staircase facing them that, presumably, led to upper floors.

They followed Professor McGonagall passed a door to the right that the twins could hear a drone of voices from inside. The Professor showed the first years into a small, empty chamber off the hall. They all crowded together, nervous.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall started off. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like our family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room."

"The four houses," She continued, "are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house had its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs with earn your house points, while any rule-breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours."

"The Sorting Ceremony," Professor McGonagall straightened out her robes. "Will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarted yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting. I shall return when we are ready for you. Please wait quietly."

She left the chamber and all the first years looked at each other. Ari tugged Draco's sleeve slightly.

"Dragon?" Even in Ari's soft voice, everyone looked at him. "How exactly do they sort us into houses?"

"Well… Uh…" Draco shifted slightly, a pink tinge developing on his face. "I can't tell you! That'd be cheating! So you're just gonna have to wait and find out!"

'In other words,' Dri drawled in the back of their minds, 'Draco doesn't know and he's trying not to disappoint us.'

After a minute of restless silence and endless fidgeting, Professor McGonagall came back.

"Now, form a line and follow me." Ari got behind Dri, who got behind Draco, and they walked out of the chamber, back across the hall, and through a pair of double doors into the Great Hall.

They walked straight through two of the four long tables that filled the hall, under the bewitched ceiling Hogwarts, A History had talked about. They stopped in front of a table, over-looking the hall, which was filled with teachers. She placed a four-legged stool in front of the first years, and on top of that, she put a ratty, dirty and patched, pointed wizard's hat. Which, after a few moments of silence, started singing.

'It's… It's singing?' Dri cried out in disbelief. Ari shushed him and started paying attention to the song. 'But, it's singing, Ari! Is that our Sorting? A bloody hat singing?'

'Dri… I think it's… I think it's saying that if we put it on it'll tell us where to go… In song.' Ari said faintly, trying to get around the absurdity of it all. 'It's singing about all the houses. Gryffindors are brave and chivalrous… Hufflepuffs are loyal… Ravenclaws are witty and love learning… Slytherins are cunning! It's just like Draco said!'

'That's all well and good,' Dri commented just as the hall burst into applause. 'But that still doesn't explain the hat. It's bullocks!'

Professor McGonagall stepped forward holding a long roll of parchment.

"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted." Professor McGonagall looked at the scroll. "Abbott, Hannah!"

And so it started. As soon as Hannah was sorted into Hufflepuff by the screaming hat—Ari and Dri will never get over this fact—McGonagall called up 'Bones, Susan'. Hufflepuff again. Terry Boot and the person after him, Mandy Brocklehurst, were both in Ravenclaw. Lavender Brown became the first Gryffindor, and Millicent Bulstrode was the first Slytherin after her. Michael Corner and Stephen Cornfoot were put in Ravenclaw.

Then Vincent Crabbe went in Slytherin followed by Tracey Davis. Kevin Entwhistle went into Ravenclaw while Justin Finch-Fletchley went into Hufflepuff. Seamus Finnigan went into Gryffindor while Anthony Goldstein joined Ravenclaw. Gregory Goyle joined the Slytherins while Hermione Granger joined the Gryffindors. Daphne Greengrass went into Slytherin and both Wayne Hopkins and Megan Jones went into Hufflepuff.

Su Li went into Ravenclaw while Neville Longbottom tripped over to Gryffindor. Morag MacDougal joined Su Li in Ravenclaw while Ernie Macmillan joined the Hufflepuffs. Draco Malfoy sauntered on over to Slytherin, soon joined by Theodore Nott and Pansy Parkinson. Parvati and Padma Patil were another set of twins, like the boys, only girls. Padma went to Ravenclaw while Parvati went to Gryffindor.

And then it was Ari and Dri's turn.

"Potter, Harry!" Ari and Dri rolled their eyes. You'd think that stupid parchment would have 'Harrison' and 'Hadrian' on it, but nooo—it's just 'Harry'. Really specific, there. They both stepped up to her and looked up at her surprised face. The hall broke out in whispers around them.

"Potter, did she say?"

"The Harry Potter?"

"Hey, why are there two of them?"

"Mr. Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked hesitantly. Ari and Dri smiled charmingly up at her.

"That's me!" They both chirped.

"Harry Potter?" McGonagall clarified. Ari and Dri didn't move a muscle.

"Yes, ma'am?" They asked politely. Professor McGonagall pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Well, one of you get on the stool and put the hat on." Dri wrinkled his nose in disgust, but picked up the hat. He sat down and then placed it on his head.

'Hmm,' a small voice said in Dri's mind. Dri almost jumped off the stool. 'Difficult. Very Difficult. You have plenty of courage, I see. A fierce loyalty to your brother. You want to protect him from the world, hmm? Not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh my goodness, yes—and a nice thirst to prove yourself as an equal, now that's interesting… So where shall I put you?'

'Oh my God! THERE'S SOMETHING IN MY MIND, OHMYGOD!' Dri screeched out in his mind as soon as he got over his surprise. The Hat and Ari winced.

'God, Dri! Not so loud! You want to make me deaf?' Ari asked with a frown.

'Oh? Two minds? This is interesting…' Dri bristled in fury.

'You stay away from Ari! This is my mind, and you're supposed to be sorting me!' Ari sighed slightly as Dri's protective monster came out. The Hat laughed.

'Well, in that case, I'll just put you in…' The Hat's mouth opened up. "HUFFLEPUFF!"

Dri stood up and put the hat on the stool before taking Ari's hand and stalking over to the Hufflepuff table. Though, in reality, he didn't get them more than two steps before McGonagall was protesting.

"Mr. Potter! Where do you think you're going?" Professor McGonagall asked, hands on hips. Ari and Dri turned back to her.

"The Hufflepuff table?" Dri asked hesitantly. Professor McGonagall sighed.

"You will, Mr. Potter. Your brother, however, has yet to be sorted." Dri sighed, letting Ari's hand go and giving him a small shove in the Hat's direction. Dri pouted and crossed his arms, waiting for Ari to finish his 'Sorting'.

'Ah, you're back again?' The Hat asked as soon as it was on Ari's head.

'Just put Ari in Hufflepuff, you sodding Hat!' Dri growled temperamentally from his end. Ari sighed.

'Don't mind Dri, Mr. Hat. But could you please put me in Hufflepuff? I would like to be with my brother.' The Hat smiled.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" Dri sneered at Professor McGonagall before snatching Ari away again.

"You see? We could have saved time, but nooo, you had to be Sorted, Harry." Dri muttered out, plopping himself and Ari down in between Hannah Abbott and Justin Finch-Fletchley.

"Oh, don't worry, Harry." Ari said, patting Dri's head. "There's still the rest of the Sorting to look forward to!"


A/N: Thanks for everyone who reviewed last chapter! XD though I was surprised at how many people didn't read my A/Ns. But anyways, I'm making this story Slash. Mind you, Ari and Dri are 11 year olds. So there won't be any romancing until at least their 5th year. For now, it'll just be "aww, hugs~!"

So, Next Chapter? We finally get to the 'Puff Dorms! XD Ironically, the only House Cannon!Harry Potter has not been inside the common room of. Seriously. Gryff, obviously cuz he's in Gryff. Slyth in 2nd year, and Raven sometime in the 7th book, I think. I'm fairly certain Luna let him in! So anyways, please review! And just to see if anyone was actually reading this, can we all say that Dri's rants are made of awesome?

Love ya! ~Saki