Enter the Twins
North Russia 1943
Albus Dumbledore's hair, beard and robes billowed around him, his auburn hair tinged with grey fell loosely into his blue eyes, eyes that were hardened with war, sorrow and resolve. His hand tightened around his wand as he made his way steadily towards the Castle Grindlewald, the ancestral home of his long-time friend, partner and now enemy. He cursed as he battled through the ice and snow, his dragon hide armour protecting him from the cruel elements. He wasn't a solider or a bounty hunter; he was a professor and scholar. He had been a Professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts for five years, he thought he had fallen off of the Ministry's radar, but yet, when his old partner Gellert Grindlewald surfaced at the beginning of World War Two they had done little better than blackmailed and guilt tripped him into leading the fight against the now Dark Lord Grindlewald.
The Grindlewald family had always been dark around the edges, though not evil, while the Dumbledore legacy was Light magic through and through. The two had become great friends, partners and students under Nicholas Flamel; they had worked so closely together that they had become lovers. They had developed magical inventions together, not only developing them from already powerful artefacts, but combining both the powers of light and dark into the artefacts. One such item the Grey Staff, a focus that would increase magical powers as long as the user was compatible with both light and dark magic. The staff came with such power that it had divided them, caused them to argue. Grindlewald had won and had fled with it, becoming overly paranoid as he aged and from over use of the staff, the power acting as a drug, with both positive and negative side effects.
Grindlewald had then sought out the Squib known as Adolf Hitler and together they had waged a campaign, though in time Hitler became mad with power and cast Grindlewald out, making Grindlewald wage his own war against Hitler. It was safe to say that Grindlewald's paranoia had gotten the better of him, causing him to attack villages, towns and cities all across Europe, with the small army of wizards he led, purely because he felt threatened by normal people seeing them and potential hazards. In the last month Grindlewald had hidden the staff and stopped using it, realising in a rare moment of clarity what he was doing.
He had then fled back to his ancestral home, wanting to be left in peace. Though things did not go as planned. The Ministries of numerous countries had already put a price on his head and sent his old time friend to bring him to justice.
Dumbledore walked calmly out of the tree line and finally laid eyes of the Castle Grindlewald. He looked at it, taking in its gothic beauty. A tear rolled down his cheek turning into ice as it mingled with the snow entwined in his beard. He took aim at the heavy wooden door and portcullis.
"Sorry old friend." In a flash Dumbledore sent a string of blasting, bludgeoning and exploding hexes at the door, chipping away at the resilient entry way.
Finally the dust settled, Dumbledore strained his eyes looking into the courtyard and laying eyes on Gellert for the first time in a decade and a half. Grindlewald's hair was matted and meshed with dirt, snow and what looked horribly like congealed blood. He was thin and ill looking, bones showed through his skin, his eyes sunken and blood shot with a wild glazed look within them, like one would see from a patient of an asylum, in one hand he clutched his wand in another a knife. The knife glistened with blood, shallow cuts up Grindlewald's arm showed he was using it on himself, for whatever reason Albus could not see.
"Come to kill me, Al?" his voice was course with a Russian lilt to his voice. "The things I've done? I really don't blame you." He looked to one side, "We will fight him to the end." Then his head lurched to another side. "No we won't, we deserve to be put down, the things I've done." His head shook. "That was all in self-defence, they were after you, us, me. Tell him, tell him about the voices and circles, he'll understand." Pause. "The circles. They're everywhere."
Albus stared in horror as his old friend started inflicting shallow cuts on his arm again, the entire time humming Brahms lullaby. "What's wrong with you old friend?"
"We don't honestly know." Albus turned. Standing off to one side were two women. Both in their late twenties. Twins by the look of it. They had blonde hair and sharp features and Russian accents that could have been cut with a knife.
"You're Albus Dumbledore." It wasn't a question. "He used to tell us stories about you, when he first came back he wanted us to find you to help him, but then he didn't." the voices were sad, but determined.
"He doesn't know what he wants anymore. He came here to hide the staff, but he couldn't leave, couldn't bring himself to go back to what he had done." The girl walked over and rubbed Grindlewald's shoulders. "We wish we knew what to do for him, but whatever we try doesn't work. You've caught him on a good day. Poor Uncle Gel."
"You're his Nieces. Gina and Lina. He talked about you in his last letter to me, a few weeks after you were born. He was so proud of you." Dumbledore told them. "You do realise the Ministry sent me here to either kill him or bring him in."
Gina nodded. "We guessed."
"But we can't let you take him-" Lina continued.
"Not until he's better anyway."
"You're going to fight me over it aren't you?" Dumbledore asked them.
Gina smiled softly. "He's family, you understand don't you?"
Albus smiled. "I do, but a job is a job. And I have to do it. I'm sorry."
"We do." The twins said together pulling their wands.
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The twins were on their knees in front of Dumbledore. The fight had been long and hard, but Dumbledore had triumphed. Lina glared up at him spitting blood out of her mouth. She, like her sister could feel their bodies dying, the self-proclaimed light lord had caused some internal damage.
"Govno. You have us beat Dumbledore. We still will not let take out Uncle. We will defend him with our dying breath." She spat blood at the elder man, staining the snow that lay between them a bright crimson.
Dumbledore sighed. He raised his wand, but then a bellow was heard. "I wouldn't Albus!"
Albus turned. A blast of black and purple magic caught him in the chest and sent him flying backwards into a wall. The wind knocked out of him he slid to the floor. He looked towards the figure moving towards him. "Gellert?"
The seemingly insane man bent down towards his old friend and lover. "I wish to thank you in a way Albus." Albus tried to moved but seemed to be paralyzed. "I've been in a bit of a funk recently, but you knocked me out of it, appealed to me and my loyalty to my family. You hurt the only two people in the world that matter to me."
Grindlewald moved forward and embraced the two dying women to him. "You see young ones, you in danger made me realise just how selfish I was being. But I came out too late. I can't save you, not without putting you too sleep for a very long time."
"G- Gellert." Dumbledore muttered.
"Hush, Albus. This is family time; I'll get to you in a minute." Gellert waved his wand and Dumbledore's mouth vanished from his face leaving a band patch of skin in the middle of his beard.
"Uncle." Gina moaned into her Uncle's shoulder.
"Hush, Gina. I can save you but I have to put both of you to sleep for a while. I'll come and wake you up when I think your bodies have healed." He told them.
"H- How long?" Lina asked him.
"Five years, seven at the most. I promise." Gellert told them. "Do you accept?"
"We do." The twins said together.
Gellert rose to his feet. "Sleep well my children, Somnus Insquequo Veneficus Tactus." His wand gave of golden liquid dust, covering the twins and seeping into their eyes, the girls closed their eyes and Gellert smiled as he felt them rest peacefully. He turned towards Dumbledore. "Stay while I put my angels to bed." He waved his wand and the two girls floated into the air.
Dumbledore watched as Grindlewald walked away the two girls floating in front of him. Sometime later he came back, and sat in front of Albus. "You and your Ministry. Self-righteous asses, the lot of you. You named me a Dark Lord. You're going to get a Dark Lord. You almost killed my blood and for that I'm going to make you suffer. I'm not going to kill you; I want you around to see what you've just created."
Grindlewald summoned a rock and placed it on Albus' chest. "Portus." The rock glowed blue. "See you later Albus Dumbledore. Activate." Dumbledore vanished.
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North Russia 1987
Three member of the family Canine rushed across the snowy waste lands of Russia, the full moon lighting their way. The large shape of a Canis Lupis, the Timber Wolf lead the pack of three, the half man half wolf form of a Lycanthrope followed and bringing up the rear was a mongrel that certainly had Wolfhound in the mix. The Timber Wolf stopped and sniffed, not for the scent of it hunt, but the magic of the location the three were looking for. It gave a loud mournful howl and took off towards the North, the other two following.
The three came to a cluster of pine trees, which formed a canopy protecting the floor from the snow. The wolf howled again, the werewolf looked around, the alertness in its eyes indicating that the human inside it was in control. The colossus sized dog barked. They all agreed they would set up camp here tonight.
The dog and wolf transformed, their hair receding into their bodies, bones breaking and reshaping as they took the form of a man in his late twenties and a pre-teen boy. They were dressed in furs and wool. They looked warily at the wolf, who in answer to the unspoken question, nodded. It would be able to stay in control while they were in the human forms; such was the gift of the Wolfsbane potion.
"Set camp here?" Sirius asked, casting wards around the clearing then warming charms.
Harry nodded. "Reckon so, the Castle is just over the hill you can see over those trees." He told Sirius and Remus. He pulled a book out from his coat and flipped through the pages. "It's amazing we found this book in your house." Harry grinned, as he flipped through the yellowing journal. "Who would have thought that your dad managed to get hold of a personal journal of Grindlewald?"
"My Dad was into loads of old Dark crap. Surprised we didn't find a Mummy somewhere hidden away in that house after mum snuffed it." Sirius smiled. "Can't believe we talked Moony into doing this." The werewolf gave a small growl. "I mean hunting down the castle of the second Darkest Wizard of the Century. Who knows what we might find. Voldemort and Dumbledore would kill to get in here."
Harry smiled, nodding in agreement. "Voldemort would kill for a Twinkie if he had a craving for one."
Sirius cuffed the boy round the head softly as he pulled small packages from his pocket, he enlarged them, revealing them to be tents, and he quickly used magic to set them up. "Alright boys, I'm setting the alarm for eight tomorrow. See you in the morning. Harry don't stay up reading too late, we have to have our wits about us tomorrow."
"Night, Sirius."
Night, Harry."
"Night, Moony."
"Wuf. Grr"
"Night Moony."
"Night, Harry."
"Sirius?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Night, Harry."
"GRRRR."
"Okay, Remus. Night, Guys."
"Night, Sirius."
"Wuf."
The next morning was light a crisp, the weak sun beaming down and reflecting off of the snow, nearly blinding the hikers. Soon they were packed up and ready to go, walking steadily in the direction Harry had indicated the night before. Sirius had pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit on using the tip of his wand. "Are we there yet?" he asked annoyingly.
"Start that up Paddy and I swear to god I'll cast a spell to stick you in your Dog form and take you to get neutered." Harry told the man.
Sirius winced, clutched his groin and stayed quiet. They climbed steadily over a hill and stopped; looking north they could see the snow covered ruined castle standing atop cliff, with a long steep drop to the rough freezing water.
"Wow, nice holiday home. Nice scenery, nice location, no neighbours." Sirius muttered.
Harry grinned. "And trap doors and slides that take people into the submerged catacombs underneath where they'd die of hypothermia in less than an hour and that's if they don't drown or get eaten by the sea serpent that Grindlewald placed there. " He informed Sirius who paled. "Might want to watch your step."
The Trio advanced towards the castle. The walls around the door were wreaked. The doors were lying in decomposing splinters. Shards of brick lay around as well, all frozen. Harry stepped through. He pulled the book from his pocket along with three sheets of paper. "Using the details and notes in the book I've drawn three maps up detailing where the traps are. While raiding, keep your eyes out for them okay."
"Right you are." Sirius pulled three woollen sacks from his pocket as well as three pairs of dragon hide gloves. "Raiders, start your engines."
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Sirius huffed and puffed as he climbed up the multiple staircases to the highest room of the tallest tower. According to Grindlewald's journal something lay within that the Dark Lord prized and valued above anything else. He could see it, for as he drew closer he encountered more traps, random curses and reality warps than was rationale, even for a man as paranoid as Grindlewald.
Finally Sirius got to a think wooden door. It was protected against all unlocking charms, along with a latch done up from the inside. The Animagus sighed. Wizards had no imagination and always under estimated Muggles and Muggle methods. Sirius pulled out a small leather wallet and unrolled it revealing a collection of lock picks. All four Marauders had made it their duty to learn in their second year, listening closely as the pins fell into place Sirius put his tool away and pulled out his wallet. He smiled as he pulled out a debit card and slid it up the gap between the door and the door frame, trying to find the latch, finally it caught and the door swung open. Revealing a bedroom.
There were to singles beds, Sirius gulped as he moved closer. Lying on both the beds was a woman, twins by the look of it. Both had pale white skin, blonde hair and were beautiful. It reminded him of a film Harry had made him watch. They were two fairy tale princesses and in his mind he was their Prince Charming.
He was enchanted. He was enthralled by them, he was drawn to them, his magic seemed to reach out to him, the women's to his, caressing his magic and body. He moved towards them as if in a trance. He bent down and couldn't stop himself as his lips touched hers, a tingling shot through the skin to skin contact, magic flowing though the two as if completing the circuit. Magic was thick in the air has his arm slowly raised and touched the other women. The rush of magic surrounded them, the music of magic loud in the air.
Sirius's lips moved against the first girls then keeping the contact with the girl he was kissing. He removed his lips for hers and moved to kiss the other. The magic thickening around them, a ball of light glowed from inside Sirius's chest, his magic core calling to the girls. Light moved up and down his arms, seeping into the girls and gathering in their chest.
Sirius looked up from his space between the beds, realising what was happening.
"What the fu- ARHHHH!" he screamed as the magic moving between the three exploded outwards then seeped in wards enclosing the three of them, their bodies absorbing the magical energy.
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Harry was rummaging through a room that appeared to be the master bedroom. His sack was half full of gems, wands and items emitting magical pulses so powerful that even he, as young as he was, could feel them and was drawn to them like a moth to the flame.
Then he heard it a whooshing sound, followed by a high pitched whine and finally a scream as a wave of magic erupted around the whole castle causing the hairs on the back of the young boy's neck to stand up on end and the wolf inside him howl in discord.
He rushed to the window and looked out; his eyes were drawn to the tallest tower, where from the lone window a magical, pulsing light as shining.
"What have you done this time, Sirius?"
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Remus's hackles rose or they would have done if it were a full moon. Something had changed in the atmosphere and he knew it wasn't his fault. How could it have been? He was sat on the loo relieving himself of the bird he had hunted and scarfed down while in his wolf form the night before. Those bones were no joke on the digestive system and coming out? He'd be surprised if he didn't have rectal bleeding of some kind.
He had just sat down and was relaxing for a potty session when something changed. His werewolf howled to the invisible moon and he felt like he had walked into a brick wall as a tidal wave of magic washed over him, the shock and fear from his wolf caused his bowels to relax and he thanked every god he knew that he was already sitting on the loo, it would have been a nasty accident.
He peered out of the small circular window and could see a beam of light radiating from somewhere out of his line of site. He sighed deeply as he conjured toilet paper. He couldn't leave Harry or Sirius alone for two minutes without one of them sticking their nose or some other body part some where they didn't belong.
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Sirius blinked in surprise, he had been having a magical dream that he had been kissing two Russian beauties that he had found in an enchanted sleep. The light blinded him, but as his eyes adjusted to the light he saw two figures and both were pointing wands at him. One at his heart, the other at his groin, both we glowing dangerously. As his eyes focused he realised the two figures holding the wands were the girls. He sighed, so much for him being the prince charming rescuing the pretty damsels in distress or in eternal sleeps anyway.
He could see no way out of the situation but the use of his charm. "Hey, how y'doing?"
The twins scowled. "Who are you?" one asked with a heavy Russian accent. "What are you doing in our home?" she stopped.
The other had a look of realisation come over her face. "Wait, Gina." She turned to Sirius. "What year is it?"
Sirius gulped, he could call them crazy, but his mind was slowly putting things together. "It's 1987."
The two twins looked at each other and seemed to be discussing something telepathically. Finally Gina spoke. "We've been asleep for forty-four years. Where's Uncle Gel?"
"Well I over sleep a lot so I can't really make a comment- wait a mo. Did you say Uncle Gel? Gel being short for Gellert? As in Gellert Grindlewald?" Sirius's mind was moving quickly. He had just woken up Grindlewald's nieces.
"Well we are in Grindlewald castle." The three looked over towards the door. Harry and Remus stood there. Their wands were in their hands and pointed at the twins. "The journal talks about Lina and Gina Grindlewald, the bastard daughters of Grindlewald's sister."
The sisters looked at Harry in confusion. "How do you know that?" Gina asked.
Harry pulled the journal from his pocket, the girls' eyes widened in recognition. "Guess this belongs to you two." Harry threw the journal towards them. Lina caught it, her wand never leaving its position levelled at Sirius's crotch.
Silence wrought the air. Finally Lina spoke. "What are your names?"
"Harry Potter, the guy behind me is Remus Lupin and the guy who's cowering and trying to discreetly shield his reproductive tool from tour wand is Sirius Black." Harry told them. "You were put to sleep before the war finished."
"The war?" Gina questioned then it dawned on her. "Who won?"
Lina gasped. "What about Uncle Gel?"
"Dumbledore captured him in '45." Remus told them. "He's in prison. Nurmengard, to be precise. Dumbledore thought it was fitting for him to be put into a prison he built himself."
"Dumbledore." Gina said remorsefully. "I hate that man. He's the reason Uncle Gel put us into a healing sleep."
"We have no family outside Uncle Gel." Lina said, a tear trickling down her cheek. "What are we supposed to do?"
"Come with us." Sirius said finally, in a serious (no pun) voice, that neither Harry nor Remus had heard him use often. "We woke you up by trying to raid the place, you can stay with us. Besides-" he smiled slyly. "Harry has a new Dark Lord to defeat; it might be useful having the Nieces of Lord Grindlewald lend a hand in training him."
"We can even try and get passes to visit your Uncle; we've got enough money to bribe the right people." Remus told them.
The sisters looked at each other and as one their wand lowered and they nodded. Their tear filled eyes they looked up. "Okay, thank you."
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