This chapter was so difficult to write and I am not really happy with it but I figured I made you wait long enough, so enjoy it's my longest chapter ever
~R~}
Roman silently walked towards the quidditch pitch, he had been released from the infirmary just yesterday, and after his little escapade they had forced him to stay an extra day
After the first task, he was ahead by only by a few points, the other two champions could easily catch up and he still had no idea how the egg was suppose to help, he hadn't touched it since he had first opened it
It was five in the morning, so Roman was surprised to hear the sound of a broom flying when he reached the quidditch pitch.
The Hufflepuff team had booked it for six in the morning right before classes started.
He saw a figure flying around, trying to catch the golden snitch, the figure suddenly dived and tried to right themselves before they hit the floor, tried being the operative word, the figure slammed into the ground at full speed.
Roman ran and helped the copper headed boy up
"Are you alright?" Roman asked
"Fine" said the boy dusting himself off, he looked no older then fifteen, the boy looked up and froze, "your...your...I mean, Merlin help me your Roman Pollius" the boy said awed
Roman looked at him nervously, it had been a while since he had received such a reaction most of the populace would stare or ask for an autograph, but they mostly left him alone
"Yez, I am" Roman said smiled "and you are?"
"Alexander" said the boy, "but my friends call me Alex" the boy suddenly looked shocked, "not to suggest that were friends...I mean you can call me Alex-but you don't have to-Alexander's fine as well" he babbled, suddenly nervous
"Vat vere you doing out 'ere Alex?" Roman asked, trying to calm the boy
The boy seemed pleased that he had called him Alex
"Practising" he said lifting his broom, "I'm the seeker for Gryffindor house"
"Oh" Roman frowned, he had wanted to use the pitch to practise before the Hufflepuffs came out but it appeared that he hadn't arrived early enough
"You can practise with me" Alex said suddenly hopeful
Roman frowned, he was use to practising on his own or with a team, but never with just one extra person on the pitch, but he really did need to practise
"Vy not" Roman said mounting his broom
They flew around for an hour and in that hour Roman had learnt that Alex was in fact Alexander Potter
It seemed ironic that the first person he met on the day that he was going to St Mungo's to take the test happened to be a Potter
He used the time with Alex to try to find out all he could, he was in the game now and as his father use to say, you better know all the pieces playing.
Alex had just finished talking about his sister
"Do you just 'ave a zizter" Roman asked as he flew around the pitch
Alex suddenly looked uncomfortable
"Vat?" Roman asked curious, it was a simple question
"Well, I do have a brother but it's complicated" he said, "have you ever heard the name Harry Potter?" he asked
"Of course" Roman said apart from the fact that every witch, wizard and magical creature knew the name, the name itself had caused him nothing but problems this year
"Well, he's my older brother" Alex said sullenly
"You don't zeem too 'appy about zat" Roman said as he flew next to the boy
Alex shrugged his shoulders
"its just that he was a year old when he got rid of you-know-who and disappeared, sadly I've been living in his shadow since they day I was born"
"Vat do you mean?" Roman asked confused
"every family holiday or outing, the one thing your bound to hear is Harry would have loved this or every time I catch the snitch in a quidditch game, all I hear is, I wonder if Harry would have been good at quidditch or when our Hogwarts results come in, its I wonder what Harry would have got" Alex said bitterly
"Must be 'ard" Roman said genuinely feeling sorry for the boy
Alex shrugged his shoulders, "it's not like I'm ignored or unloved" he said, "but my parents are obsessed with finding Harry" he breathed
"Do you vant 'arry to be found?" Roman asked curious
Alex seemed shocked
"Of course" he said without missing a beat, "but I kind of hope that he's not Mr wonderful but just an average wizard like the rest of us"
"I better go" Roman said suddenly
"What?" Alex asked surprised as Roman flew towards the ground and left the pitch
~R~}
It was a few hours later that Roman found himself walking towards Professor Dumbledore's office with a wrapped package
What Hagrid had said had surprised him and he wondered what sort of man Albus Dumbledore was to get such loyalty from someone like Hagrid, so he had done his research and had been surprised by what he had discovered, so he was determined to meet the man and see what he was like up front
Roman stopped in front of the large gargoyle
"Password" it croaked coming to life
"Err" Roman stood there quite surprised, he hadn't expected that he would need a password, at Durmstrang, anyone could enter the heads office, but he wasn't going to let something like a password stop him, "'ogwarts?" he asked hopefully, the gargoyle didn't move, "quidditch?" he tried, nothing, he tried every quidditch team he could think of then every Hogwarts professor he could remember and when that didn't work he resorted to begging
"Pleaze let me in" He said over and over, then finally and suddenly the gargoyle sprang to life
Shocked he looked up at the gargoyle, he certainly hadn't gotten the password, so why had it let him in
Confused he climbed the spiral staircase and knocked on the door
"Come in" said a voice, Roman walked in to see Dumbledore behind his desk, smiling widely, and his blue eyes twinkling
"I must say, Mr Pollius, it was quite amusing watching you try to figure out the password" Dumbledore chuckled
Roman ignored the comment, although he was annoyed that the old man had known he was out there for a good half an hour
He sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk, with the brightly wrapped gift in his lap
"I'm glad to see you up and about, Mr Pollius, and I must say I'm intrigued on why you wanted to see me" Dumbledore smiled
Roman placed the package in front of Dumbledore
"I've alvays been taught zat it iz razzer rude not to give somebody a present on zere birthday" he said smirking at the old man, truth was, he just though it was rude to ask a lot of questions without offering something in return, Merlin knew Juliet would at least hit him if he didn't show any manners, she was the type of person that would expect even Voldemort to ask for permission to enter your home
Dumbledore's smile seemed to widen, "I am sorry to tell you Mr Pollius, that my birthday is not for several months"
Roman just shrugged, as Dumbledore opened the package, "call it an early present, or a late one" said Roman
Dumbledore just seemed amused, as he opened the package and took out the colourful robe
"You zeem to like eccentric zings" Roman said, staring at the current robe Dumbledore was wearing, it was bright purple with stripes, something Roman would never ever wear
Dumbledore just beamed at him, "well, I must thank you, I am normally given books for my birthday" he said as he put the robe back into the wrapped box, "now tell me Mr Pollius, what it is you really came here for?"
Roman dropped the charade and asked the one question he really wanted to know
"Are you mad?"
The twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes seemed to brighten
"Why do you wonder such a thing" Dumbledore smiled amused
Roman realised that he had not said no
"Your brilliant" Roman said leaning forward, "your ze Chief Warlock of ze Wizengamot and Supreme Mugwump of ze International Confederation of Wizards, and you 'old ze Order of Merlin, First Class, for Grand Sorcery" Roman said in awe
"I haven't blushed so much since Madame Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs" Dumbledore smiled
Roman leaned back, the man truly was mad, a genius certainly, but he was definitely crazy
"You turned down the position of minister for magic" Roman said stubbornly, "three timez" he breathed, "if I did zat, my grandfazzer would disown me" he said crossing his arms across his chest
The man in front of him was an enigma
"I like my position at Hogwarts" Dumbledore said amused, "but what about you"
"Vat about me?" Roman asked, arching his brow
"Would you willingly become minister for magic?" Dumbledore asked, amusement evident on his features
Roman paled
"Never, not if I can 'elp it" he said, surprising Dumbledore, "I vood certainly enjoy the glory but ze responsibilities" Roman said shivering, "I think I vood throw up everyday if I 'ad zo much power"
Dumbledore chuckled, "I find those best suited for power are those who do not desire it" Dumbledore said serenely
"I do not understand zose zat desire power" Roman said, "I vood much rather live my life comfortable, without much responsibilities, away from the world of politics and problemz"
Dumbledore leaned forward, Roman Pollius was truly a surprising young man, most dreamed of wielding great power, but all young Roman wanted was to live a comfortable and happy life, left alone
Dumbledore wasn't sure what that meant for the rest of the world, if Roman truly was Harry Potter, it didn't seem likely that the boy would stand up against Voldemort, Dumbledore did not understand how young Harry had defeated Voldemort all those years ago, or how he would do it again
But Dumbledore was sure that Voldemort would somehow return and that only Harry Potter would be able to truly defeat him
"I have always believed" said Dumbledore, staring at Roman "that it is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities"
~R~}
Lily Potter sat in a private room at St Mungo's with her husband and a healer, today was the day that they would take the test that would either prove that Roman Pollius was their son or not
Said boy suddenly entered the room
Looking at her possible son, Lily felt a dull ache in her chest and she desperately wanted to give him a hug
She had believed that the worst thing a person could go through was burying their child, her life had proven her wrong, the worst thing a person could go through was losing their child and not knowing what had happened to them
The only consolation she had was that Roman Pollius had obviously lived a charmed life, he was happy and healthy, and that's all she had ever wished for her children
No one except the healer knew about what was happening today and wizarding law stated that she could not tell anyone or it would be a one way ticket to Azkaban
The healer started talking, explaining what they were going to do
Lily tried to pay attention, but her eyes kept drifting to the young man that looked so much like her husband, he looked pale and tired, and for a second she remembered what had happened to him, she had kept quiet as his 'sister' put Bagman in his place, she agreed with her, the tournament was far too dangerous but if Roman was removed what were the chances that they would see him again unless they stalked him, he lived in Bulgaria and their life was in England
The healer handed them a cotton swab each and they all put it in their mouths, rubbing it on the inside of their cheeks, they then handed it back to the healer, who put it in a bubbling cauldron, she handed them a pin each to draw blood, one by one they put their hand over the cauldron and pricked a finger each to draw blood out of, the blood then fell into the cauldron, once they were all done, the healer beamed at them
"That's it" she smiled, "you should get the results early morning on December twenty six"
"How early?" James asked
"Well you all opted for the fast track results, so roughly four in the morning" she said sweetly
Roman said what they where all thinking
"zat's very early?"
~R~}
Mortimer Mortanger was one of the twelve Durmstrang students that had arrived at Hogwarts, and currently he was sitting in one of the classrooms on the ship with the rest of the Durmstrang students, listening to professor Karkaroff explain about the Yule ball, listening might have been a bit of an exaggeration, because Mortimer was currently glaring at Xavier Oblansk and Roman Pollius
"Those who wish to go home" said Karkaroff, "will have to make their own arrangements, just know that you are not allowed to leave before the Yule ball or after December twenty six, which means that the only day you can leave is on December twenty six, understood"
The class nodded and Karkaroff silently walked out, slowly they walked back to there common room and Mortimer sat in a chair in the corner glaring at the two people he hated most in the world
Xavier and Roman had ruined his life; the pathetic thing was that he wasn't even sure that they understood how badly
Mortimer had first met Xavier and Roman when they had been eleven, on the boat headed to Durmstrang in their first year, the meeting had not gone well, Mortimer and Xavier just didn't get along, Mortimer had ridiculed Xavier's family, a dishonour so large in Xavier's eyes that for their first five years at Durmstrang he had gone out of his way to ruin his life, Roman had joined in with the bullying, siding with his best friend
In their first week at Durmstrang, they had nicknamed him the 'mortifier', more accurately, Roman had said the name loudly in a crowded area, after he and Xavier hexed his school bag to rip, causing everything to fall out, sadly the name had stuck throughout his Durmstrang education, and only those that were closest to him called him Mortimer
The bullying had more or less stayed the same for five years, Mortimer had learnt to turn the other way when he saw Roman or Xavier coming, people tended to stay away from him, not wanting to be caught in the cross fire
Surprisingly Xavier and Roman were not hated for there treatment of the boy, Xavier Oblansk was the son of the minister for magic, he came from one of the oldest pureblood families in Bulgaria and one of the most intelligent students Durmstrang had ever produced, he was top of his year
Whilst Roman Pollius's talents were on a quidditch field, he became the youngest quidditch player for Durmstrang in over four hundred years, at fourteen he had joined the reserve team for the Vultures, and then a year later, he had made first string, the same year, he made the reserves for the national team and a year later, he became first choice, a year after that he had won the quidditch world cup for his country, becoming a hero in there eyes, he was also the grandson of the most loved minister for magic, son of the head of the department of international magical cooperation and heir to the Pollius family, one of the wealthiest and power fullest family in Europe
Mortimer Mortanger however was the only son to the Mortanger family, a small wizarding family that had not yet made its mark on the world, he came second in all his classes, behind Xavier and had no talents what so ever on a quidditch pitch, in the eyes of his fellow pupils, he was insignificant
So no, Xavier and Roman were not hated, they were admired, even worshipped and people silently watched at they picked on the boy everyone knew as the 'mortifier'
But then came their sixth year and as Mortimer saw Xavier and Roman walk towards him, he prepared himself for the inevitable, but for the first time since meeting the two, they ignored him and walked past him without another word, Mortimer had believed that they had not seen him, but as the days wore on and Mortimer was left in peace, he realised that Xavier and Roman were done with bullying him, although he would never admit it, he was thankful but he was also curious, why now?, what was so different this year
Mortimer had gone in search and quickly realised what was different this year about the dynamic duo
Roman's father had passed away during the summer, he didn't know how, no one talked about it, but it was obvious his father's death had had a big effect on not just Roman but Xavier, Mortimer was glad at their suffering, he was sure their grief wasn't as painful as what they had put him through for five years
Throughout the year, Mortimer noticed how much the two were changing, they were no longer the arrogant bullying boys, and they actually seemed to have grown up
Mortimer was sure that now that they had stopped their bullying ways, people would show their true feelings about them, and the two would realise that they where hated by the entire school and only fear of their curses had stopped people from speaking up, then Xavier and Roman would come grovelling to him and apologise in front of everyone, believing that if he forgave them then the rest of the school would too and then Mortimer would tell them no, that he would never forgive them and then the two would have to transfer to another school, never to be heard from again
That sadly never happened, instead of showing what Mortimer believed was hidden hatred, the entire school seemed to sympathise with the two, the students offering them comfort and the teachers going easier on them then the rest of the class, Mortimer seemed to be the only one furious at such biased behaviour
Surprisingly the difference in Xavier and Roman was showing, they took the time to help first years find their classes, instead of purposely giving them wrong directions, Xavier began tutoring those that needed help and Roman trained the Durmstrang students in quidditch and to Mortimer's horror they had become bigger stars in the school
When he had read the newspaper over the summer, his worst nightmare had come true Roman Pollius had won the quidditch world cup for Bulgaria; school was going to be unbearable
He had been right, the first month had been his worst, nobody picked on him but it seemed the school had become a shrine for the duo, and then Karkaroff had told them about the Triwizard tournament, and Mortimer realised that it was his time to shine, he had dreamt for days about winning the cup, his school would finally acknowledge him as a true champion, they would finally realise that he existed and that he had a name other then the 'mortifier'
Then his dreams were dashed when Romans name came out of the cup, he had never realised that you could physically hate someone until he threw up the following day just thinking about the two.
That was it, he had thought, people like Xavier and Roman would get everything handed to them on a silver plate, whilst people like him would always be forgotten, then everything changed when the rat had appeared promising him his revenge and Mortimer had agreed to help the rat, the Dementor attack on Roman had just been a show of power and now Mortimer dreamed of seeing the downfall of Xavier and Roman, he didn't know that the rat wanted to use Roman for a ritual that would bring back his master, all Mortimer wanted was for Roman to feel just a little bit of the pain and humiliation that he had inflicted on him over the years
~R~}
Roman Pollius the first had made plenty of mistakes over his long life, but now as he read the report from the healer at St Mungo's he knew his biggest mistake had been allowing his only child to keep Harry James Potter to raise as his own son
He remembered the day like it was yesterday, the world was still celebrating the defeat of Voldemort, but everyone was searching for young Harry, the search was mostly focused on the United Kingdom, after all how could a child barely a year old leave the country undetected
The elder Roman had not seen his son or grand daughter Juliet in nearly two months, being minister for magic really did take up his time, and his son as the head of the department of international magical cooperation had gone to the United Kingdom to offer support to the Potters, he had only come back at the end of the first week of November and so the elder Roman had decided to go visit him
When he reached the large manor, he was in for the shock of his life, in the arms of his son was one Harry James Potter; he would recognise the boy anywhere from his pictures
That's when all hell had broken lose
There was a lot of yelling for a very long time between the two Romans and then the elder Roman gave his son the chance to talk
According to his son, when he went to help look for the boy he had come across a wizard trying to sell him to the highest bidder in the magical underworld, apparently the wizard had taken Harry out of his cot after his confrontation with Voldemort, so his son did the noble thing and saved the boy with all intents and purposes of returning him
He had gone back to the house that belonged to their family, planning to contact the British ministry, but he had changed his mind at the last second, claiming that he could certainly give Harry a better life, what sort of life would he live in Britain as the boy-who lived, a terrible one, he would surely grow up to be arrogant
So he had smuggled the boy on his private carriage, and because of foreign immunity, nobody bothered to check it, so in the end it was quite easy to bring Harry Potter to Bulgaria completely undetected
The elder Roman was not sure if his son was lying or not, but he was too enraged to ask
The elder Roman had argued that he had no right to take a child from his parents, and that his son should be ashamed of himself, how would he feel if Juliet was taken
But his son had played on his insecurities, Harry could be the son that he had always wanted, a true Pollius to lead the way, they both knew that the elder Roman saw he son as a failure, there was a big difference between love and pride, the elder Roman had bribed his son throughout his childhood, dumping him off with nannies, whilst he lead the country, his son had turned out quite bitter, someone who wanted nothing to do with the Pollius name, the elder Roman was sure that was why he had decided not to reproduce, to end the blood line of the Pollius' with himself, the ultimate revenge against his father
The Elder Roman was sure that if he said no, his son would never adopt another boy to pass down the family name, so the Pollius name would become extinct and as he stared into the emerald eyes of the worlds saver, it was as if a slideshow started running through his mind, he could already see himself taking Harry fishing, spoiling him rotten with presents, teaching him to play quidditch, and getting another chance to be a good father, to raise a true Pollius, someone to be his pride and joy
So he had relented and agreed, and Harry was re-named Roman Pollius the third, whilst his family searched for him back in Britain, they had dyed his hair a bright blonde, a spell could easily be detected so they had to dye it the muggle way, the blonde hair meant that he wouldn't look so much like his biological father, James Potter
The less he looked like James Potter the better everybody felt and the elder Roman could bury his guilt easier
Everyone knew about the latest addition to the Pollius family, how he was a sick orphan, and because of his illness, nobody saw young Roman for over a year, and by that time, pictures of Harry Potter had stopped appearing in the Bulgarian newspapers, so when the first picture of Roman was taken, nobody recognised the blonde haired, emerald eyed child as Harry Potter the boy everyone presumed dead, and since the newspapers only went out in Bulgaria, nobody in the United Kingdom would ever see the pictures
It had been surprisingly easy to keep the secret, whenever a British ministry representative came to Bulgaria, Harry was kept at home away from the cameras, and even when by chance someone saw pictures of him, nobody had ever made the connection, until two years ago, when Juliet had gotten too nosy trying to find information on her own birth parents, thankfully they were able to handle that and make sure that the secret stayed a secret, although it had cost his son his life, the elder Roman no matter how fond he was of his son, knew it was a just punishment, for taking both Harry and Juliet
After his fathers death Roman had changed, he had used a spell to return his original hair colour and he had cut it short, he looked so different form the long haired blond that he used to be and he also acted different, he was no longer the pompous, spoilt Roman who got everything he wanted, the reality of death had shaken his very core and the elder Roman was glad to see him becoming the man he had always wished his son would be
Roman had only ever asked about his birthparents once and his father had told him that they had died; Roman had worshipped his father, so he had believed him no questions asked
So for sixteen years the secret had remained a secret, until the quidditch world cup
The elder Roman knew that the test would come back positive and he had no idea what was going to happen, he silently cursed his son for not being there to take his comeuppance it was all his fault and now the elder Roman would have to deal with fall out, he knew Roman would want answers and he just knew the young man wouldn't like them.
He sent a silent prayer up to Merlin
Romans entire life was about to change and the old man had a feeling that he would be paying for his son's mistake
~R~}
"Got a date yet?" Xavier asked Roman in Bulgarian, sitting next to him at the Ravenclaw table
"No" Roman said bitterly, he was still dressed in his quidditch robes, he had just had his first training session with Annie Potter and it had gone better then expected, the girl had talent
Xavier laughed "The Yule ball's tomorrow" he chuckled
Roman grimaced "I know" he said bitterly looking at Xavier, "you asked the Ravenclaw yet?" he asked
Xavier frowned "Her name is Luna Lovegood and she said yes" Xavier beamed
"At least one of us has a date?" Roman said, sticking his fork rather aggressively into a piece of meat
"it's not like nobody wants to go with you" Xavier sighed as if he had said the same thing a million times, "you're just really picky" he said cheekily
"I am not" Roman said pouting, then looking to change the subject he said "so tell me about you're girlfriend"
Xavier glared at him "Luna is not my girlfriend" he said his words laced with a threat
"You dumped me for her to go Hogsmeade with" Roman accused
Xavier looked startled and then burst out laughing causing a few people to look at him like he was crazy
"Ahhh" he crooned, "is little Rommy jealous" he joked ruffling Roman's hair
"Shut up" Roman snapped swatting his hand away
Xavier gave him a cheeky smile and said, "Luna's alright, she's a year younger then us, bit weird though" he shrugged, "she had me looking for moon frogs all afternoon" he said with a shudder
Roman looked at him as if he was crazy
"There's no such thing as moon frogs" he said incredulous
"Trying telling her that" Xavier said defensively, "she's adamant that they exist, I spent over an hour in a swamp in that big forest, searching for the stupid things"
Roman gave him a knowing look
"What?" Xavier asked cautiously
"You like her" Roman smirked
A pink tinge appeared on Xavier's cheeks, "I do not" he said defensively, a little too defensive
"Yes you do" Roman said in a mocking tone
"Alright, let's just move on" Xavier snapped "we need to find you a date or are you forgetting you have to dance in front of everyone"
Roman lost what little blood he had left on his face going deathly pale
"Now" said Xavier, scanning all the girls in the great hall, "let's find you a date"
"I can find my own" Roman snapped downing his pumpkin juice and getting up
"Hey, what about that red head you went to Hogsmeade with?" Xavier asked
"She got a date" Roman snapped grabbing his stuff and walking away
"How do you know?" Xavier yelled after, Roman was not going to admit that just as he was about to ask Ginny Weasley to the ball when Dean Thomas had beaten him to the punch
Roman ignored the stares and stormed into Hogwarts library, throwing himself into the closest seat, earning a glare from Madam Pince
" I guess I'm not the only one in a bad mood" said a voice, Roman jumped a foot in the air and put his hand over his heart trying to calm down, the girl had scared him half to death
"Merlin, do not zneak up on me like zat?" he said irritated, he immediately recognised the girl as Hermione Granger
"Sorry" she said embarrassed, "I didn't mean to scare you"
"You didn't scare me" he said defensively
"What ever you say!" she smirked, "so why are you in such a bad mood?"
"I do not 'ave a date to the ball" he mumbled embarrassed
"Wow, guess I'm not the only one" said the girl
Romans eyebrows rose in shock
"You do not 'ave a date?" he asked hope full
"No" she said a little embarrassed
'Thank Merlin' he thought a goofy grin gracing his face
"You vant to go vit me?" he asked
Hermione looked a little surprised and then apprehensive, then finally she smiled back at him
"I would love to"
Without thinking Roman threw his arms around her not noticing Alexander in the corner
~#~#~#~#~
Alexander had been looking forward to the Yule ball but now sitting down watching the girl of his dreams dancing with that pretentious superficial arrogant quidditch player, he was having the worst time of his life
"Look at him" he moaned to Ron and his date Lavender Brown, Ginny and her date Dean, and his sister, who had begged him to take her and since he didn't have a date he had relented, "he thinks he's so great, with his accent and his dance moves and his sparkling green eyes" he said bitterly nursing a butterbeer and glaring at Roman and Hermione, who were currently on the dance floor
"How about I get us some drink" Dean said standing up
"I'll come with you" lavender said uncomfortable, following after him
"He's not that bad" Annie defended glaring at him, "he's helped me loads with quidditch" she beamed
"Great he's stealing my sister and my girl" Alex said taking a swig of his drink
"Hermione was never your girl" Ron said unhelpfully
"Why didn't you just ask her to the ball?" Ginny asked
"Why didn't you ask King Roman over there" replied Alex, "then he wouldn't be with Hermione right now, making her laugh and whispering in her ear, wait! Why is he whispering in her ear" Alex asked nervously
As one they all looked to see Roman whispering in Hermione's ear, she then laughed as he twirled her away from them
"She's looks really pretty" Annie said, looking at the blue strapless dress Hermione had on, "straight hair suits her" she added
"You're not helping" Alex whined
"Oh get over it I want to dance" Annie said
Alex gave her a disbelieving look as if dancing with his sister was the worst punishment imaginable
"Fine I'll dance with Ron!" she said, looking at the red head, Ron paled
"I can't dance" he said nervously
"I'll dance vit you" said a voice scaring all the of them, they turned to see Roman and Hermione right behind them
"Thanks" Annie said jumping up and dragging Roman away, Hermione took Annie's vacant seat, Dean and Lavender where not getting drinks but dancing together in the middle of the dance floor
"Having fun?" Alex asked sarcastically
"Yeah" Hermione said beaming, "he can really dance"
"So can I" he said eagerly, "do you want to dance?" he asked hopefully
"I'm really tired Alex" she said catching breath
"Of course you are" he said sullenly, "Romeo over there; practically danced you off your feet"
Surprisingly it was Ginny instead of Hermione who replied
"His name is Roman not Romeo" she said, her voice laced with anger
Before anyone could reply, Padma Patil came over to there table smiling at Alex
"Do you want to dance?" she asked a little nervous
Alex looked over at the others and realised that both females where glaring at him
"Sure" he said jumping up, he grabbed Padma's hand and got as far away from the two girls as possible
"So what's he like?" Ron asked eagerly the second Alex was out of earshot
Hermione looked at him strangely
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather be his date?" she said jokingly
"Ha ha" Ron said sarcastically "you know what I mean?" he said impatiently "you where just dancing with one of the greatest chasers of our generation, what did he say, what's he like"
"He's normal Ron" Hermione said unable to think of any other way to describe the handsome Bulgarian
Ron groaned, "Come on Hermione, Ginny wouldn't tell me anything about him, you have to share" he begged
"Alright, alright" she said holding her hands up
"There's a rumour that his contract's with the Vultures is coming to an end and that the Arrows want to sign him?" Ron said looking at her hopefully
"And?" Hermione asked confused
"And?" he said impatiently, "everyone knows the Vultures aren't going to let him go but they've got no choice if he wants to leave, did he tell you anything?"
Hermione took a deep breath
"Ron, even if he was considering all that, do you honestly think that he would tell me?" she asked incredulous
Ron looked a little embarrassed, "then what did he talk about?" he asked
"This and that?" she said trying to remember, "we mostly just compared Hogwarts to Durmstrang and our families"
Ginny suddenly spoke up
"What is his family like?" she asked curious
"Well, his father passed away two years ago, in some accident but I think everyone knows that" she said and the two red heads nodded
No one was quite sure how Roman Pollius the second had died, except his family and no one had dared to ask them
"well, after the death his grandfather moved in with him, his sister Juliet had moved out of there house a year before the accident, so he was all alone, must have been a really hard time" she added looking at the smiling Bulgarian
"Then what happened" Ginny asked curious
"Erm...not much" she said trying to remember everything he had said, "he was close to his grandfather so it wasn't bad, but he completely chopped his hair off and changed his hair colour back"
"Back?"Ginny asked, surprisingly it was Ron that answered her
"he was a blonde before, you should see some of the pictures, there's no way you would recognise him" he said, as all three turned to stare at the raven haired boy, who had no idea that in a few short hours his whole world would change
~R~}
Lily and James Potter where wide awake, at three fifty five in the morning, it was officially December twenty six and in five minutes, they would get the proof that Roman was indeed Harry
"What if he's not Harry?" Lily asked nervously
"What?" James said stunned
"I mean it James, what if Roman is not Harry, what if we've just hounded the poor boy for no reason, what if we've gotten all our hopes up for nothing?" she said sullenly
James moved to sit next to his wife and pulled her close to him
"If he is not Harry then we'll deal with it, it'll hurt but I would rather know then live with 'what if's' for the rest of my life" he said kissing her hair
"And what if he is Harry?" Lily asked
James laughed amused
"Then we'll deal with that as well, even if he ends up hating us, he'll still be our little boy and nothing and nobody can change that"
Lily smiled up at her husband and just as she was about to lean in for a kiss, a tap, tap, tap sound got her attention and she jumped off the chair and ran to the window with James on her tail, she opened the window letting the owl with the big brown envelope in, James untied the envelope and the owl flew off
"Ready?" he asked his wife
"I've been ready for sixteen years" she replied
James tore open the envelope and she moved closer to look at the single white sheet, her heart painfully beating in her chest, she forced herself to read the writing, she saw the result and James said exactly what she was thinking
"Oh Merlin"
~R~}
"Why are we here so early" Xavier complained in Bulgarian as they stopped in front of the carriage that was taking them back to Bulgaria, "the sun isn't even up yet" he said looking at his watch, "Merlin, Roman, it three fifty five in the morning"
"Will you stop complaining" Roman said nervously as he entered the large carriage and started to walk down the hall to the room they had booked, in five short minutes he would get the DNA results, he had no doubt that the test would be negative, his father wasn't a kidnapper, he was a lot of things but he wasn't what they where all trying to label him as, he was a good, honourable man that had gone out of his way to make sure he had everything in life
"Will you slow down" Xavier complained as he entered their room, he threw himself down on the bed, "oh sweet Merlin, bless whoever created beds"
"Aren't you being a bit dramatic?" Roman asked as he sat down on his bed
"Nope" Xavier said standing up and heading to the toilet, just as he left an owl appeared at the window and Roman jumped back in shock, clutching his chest he glared at the owl who was now tapping on the window
"I'm coming" he said angrily as he opened the window, he quickly untied the brown envelope and his chest tightened as he opened it, he knew what it would say, there was no way that he was Harry Potter, it wasn't possible, even as he denied it, an uncomfortable feeling settled in Roman's stomach, his hands where sweaty and it felt like his heart was trying to come out of his chest, quickly he started to read the sheet
Patient 1-James Potter
Patient 2-Lily Evans Potter
Patient 3-Roman Pollius
The reason for this DNA test is to find out if patient three is in fact Harry James Potter, the missing son of patients one and two the test did reach a conclusion
Roman Pollius is a match to both Lily and James making him their son
The results are positive
Roman Pollius is in fact Harry Potter
~R~}
Well, things are going to get interesting now, there are more of Harry/Romans secretive family secrets to come in the next chapter as all hell breaks lose