Okay guys, I'm going to try and finish this fast and get it to you quickly as a (insert holiday here)present. So, please enjoy, and please review!
READ!: I want to thank madeyemarauder for reminding me that I never gave you guys a translation of what Danny and Joey were saying to each other in French a few chapters ago. Ill probably have them speaking a lot of languages throughout the story, since that's probably going to be one of their strange traits. I have translations at the bottom of the page if anybody wants to know what they were saying.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, only Joey and Danny. I also don't own the band Paramore (even though I wish I did), because I am making one of those cheap rip-off names that everyone knows what it's based on names in this chapter, and most things relating to it will be references to Paramore.
Harry woke up before he opened his eyes. He didn't want to wake up and find out that it had all been a dream. He tried to remember that this had happened before. He had thought that Hagrid had been a dream hadn't he? And he wasn't that creative. He couldn't have imagined two twin sisters could he? No. He steeled himself quickly, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes.
He smiled to himself when he found himself looking at the ceiling of his new bedroom. He stood up and looked around the room before noticing that there was a large dog by the name of Gunner sleeping at the foot of his queen sized bed. He petted the dog gently, waking him up so that he wouldn't have to come back later to re-open the door to let him out. Gunner woke up and immediately shot out of the bed, seemingly wide awake. Then he shot out of the room as soon as he saw that the door was opened.
Shaking his head amusedly, he slipped on his slippers and left the room still in his pajamas. While walking down the hallway, he saw that both the girls bedroom doors were open and empty. Making him come to the conclusion that they must be somewhere in the living room area.
Once reaching the kitchen, he proved himself correct when he smelt the pancakes cooking and saw Danny standing by the stove. Her hair was tied back from her face with a bun and she was still wearing her pajamas as well, which consisted of plaid, lightly colored and faded pants and a camisole. When she turned around to greet him he saw square glasses with dark brown frames on the tip of her nose from looking down at the griddle.
"Morning!" She said brightly.
He smiled back at her. "Well your clearly a morning person." He said, joking with her as he sat down at one of the stools by the countertop surrounding the cooking area of the kitchen.
She laughed lightly back. "More so than others I could mention." She nodded her head towards Joey, who Harry had walked past unknowingly. She was sprawled out on the couch in the living room with a blanket that was only covering half of her body and was snoring loud enough to wake up Ron.
Danny laughed quietly to herself before turning back to the stove. "She does that every once in a while. Whenever she has nightmares she comes out here to sleep. She usually tries to fall asleep with the TV on, because it calms her down. She knows I hate waking up with it on though, so she usually sets a timer on it."
This made Harry a tiny bit jealous, thinking about how well that they already knew each other when he only got the chance to meet them now. Danny seemed to understand this, because she didn't try to start another conversation in the silence that followed. She didn't seem to feel the awkward moments that everybody else did. She didn't feel the need to make uncomfortable conversation when people didn't have anything to say.
"So what do you two do for a living?" He asked, just searching for a topic that they could both talk about.
Danny smiled like this was something she was going to enjoy talking about. "Well, I work as a sort of computer guide for…people." She paused for a minute to try and think of a way to explain it. "You know how the muggle's have their 'investigation team? The SBS, I think it's called" When Harry nodded she continued with her explanation. "Well I work for the American version of SBS. The FBI." She nodded to herself as if satisfied with her comparison. "People will get sent on missions, but they still stay in contact with home base whenever they need help. I'm home base for a certain team in the FBI. Whenever they need maps, directions, supplies, any other resources, that's when they send me a message."
"Well that sound cool. I didn't even know the Americans had their own form of the SBS." Harry said, glad that she didn't have some boring job that she was obsessed with. Then she would end up talking about it for hours like Percy.
"Yea, if you asked Joey you would think her job was much more interesting." Danny said while she flipped pancakes onto an extremely large platter. At Harry's curious look, she explained. "Joey is the lead singer of Paramour."
Harry's jaw dropped. He had heard of that band so many times! How come nobody ever bothered to tell him that the lead singer was his sister! Danny laughed at the look on his face.
"Yup, told you. She loves singing more than anything else. That band is her life." Danny said, looking over to her snoring sister with a pensive look. As if she was unhappy that her sister was in a band.
"Is that a bad thing?" Harry asked her. He didn't mean to insult her. He was just curious of why Danny would disapprove of something that made Joey so happy.
"Oh, no! I would never say that the band was a bad thing!" Danny said quickly. "I just think that she uses it as an excuse not to deal with some…other problems." She turned away from him and started digging through the cabinets for dishes. Harry decided not to pry. He would find out eventually.
When Danny saw that everything was ready for breakfast, (dishes, pancakes, butter, syrup, juice) she smiled at the sight on the counter. Then she faced Harry and said in the same happy attitude, "Plug your ears." At his questioning look, she nodded and smiled.
He hesitantly put his fingers into his ears and waited. After making sure he was blocking his ears, Danny opened a drawer and pulled out a can. When she pressed the button on top, even he could hear the large horn that bellowed from the air tight can. Apparently, so could Joey. The Potter sibling jerked awake before toppling over the side of the couch.
"Ugh," she groaned into the floor, too tired to bother getting up just yet. "I hate it when you use that stupid bullhorn.
"Well if I went over to shake you awake you would run me through with that stupid knife." Danny said.
Harry's eyes widened at this. "She's not carrying a knife is she?"
"She is standing right here, thank you." Joey said temperamentally. She was glaring at Danny, who faced at her with an apologetic look. "And yes, I carry a knife."
"But why? You're in your own house, and you're the only ones who can get in." Harry said. "Plus, I can't see any knife on you." He said, quickly looking over her to see if he could spot anywhere where a knife could be hidden.
Joey smiled before turning her leg out, she quickly reached for a hole cleverly concealed on the inside of her leg, but would be easy for her to reach. She pulled down the bottom of the hole to expose a holster strapped to her leg that held a knife that extended to right above her knee.
Harry stared for a moment before turning to Joey, who had sat down and reached for the platter filled with pancakes. She plopped one onto the plate that Danny threw across the room like a Frisbee, only to have it land right underneath the pancake that Joey had dropped onto the counter. "Why do you carry a knife in your pants?" He asked, still shocked.
"Well I already keep my wand in my bra, where else am I supposed to keep it?" Joey said sarcastically, as if it was normal to contemplate where to conceal deadly weapons. Danny gave her a look that clearly told her to explain to their shocked brother.
"Maybe sometime, I'll explain why I need this. For now, we eat. Your friends are coming over tomorrow, you need energy to help us get ready. Last time they came here we weren't ready to…entertain. Where's Minnie, I know I asked her to make me a list of chores. If she does them all herself she is in a lot of trouble, this is her day off."
"She taped it to the fridge Jojo, it's right there." Danny said, nodding towards the list that was stuck to the fridge. Joey walked over to check it after eating and scanned down the list with her eyes.
"Wow, okay we have to go shopping first. Danny, how about I take Harry shopping for groceries and clothes and then we'll go food shopping. And you can stay here to clean up." Joey said.
"Yea sure, I have a video conference later anyway. Make sure you take him to get new clothes and glasses." Danny said while she dropped her dished in the sink. "No offense Harry, but your clothes look like they were stretched like taffy and the glasses look like you bought them in a gas station."
Harry snorted, "I agree, I wear most of Dudley's clothes and the glasses were the absolute cheapest pair that Aunt Petunia could find."
Danny frowned slightly, then it quickly went away. "Well why don't you go get dressed and Joey will take you for new clothes. Don't worry, we tend to stay out of Diagon Alley, so nobody will see you. Dumbledore says we should probably stay hidden for a while so that we can't act as pawns" Harry dropped off of his stool, tried to clear his place, was swatted away by Danny, and left the room laughing.
Joey and Danny turned to each other immediately. "Remember Joey, his childhood wasn't like yours. Don't encourage revenge. Yours was justified, I won't deny you that. But don't turn him bitter against our relatives because you …because you can't let go of your own past."
"Don't shield him. He gets enough of that from Dumbledore and Molly Weasley." Joey retorted. "We're his sisters, we should be looking around corners trying to get him information."
"You know the circumstance Jojo, that's not just Harry in there. If Voldemort gets ahold of some of The Order's plans, we're all in trouble. Harry and us." Danny said. "For now, please. Don't encourage rashness. Just be a solid family figure for a boy who's had none to look to his entire life."
Joey glared for a moment longer before conceding defeat. "Fine, I won't give him the Spanish inquisition on what happened at the Turdsley's." Danny smiled at the nickname their father had given to his in-laws.
"Thank you." She said. "And thank you for not explaining the knife. That's a story for when he knows us better, trusts us."
"I know, I'm scared myself to see his reaction." Joey said. She turned around and went to go change her clothes. Leaving a pensive Danny washing the dishes.
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Danny: Non dovreste spingere questa Joey, lo sai che il suo passato molto tempo dal tuo ultimo-
You shouldn't be pushing this Joey, you know that its been a long time since your last
Joey: Io non sto spingendo, e mi sento bene, è non succederà ancora per un po. –
I am not pushing it, and i feel fine, it wont happen for a while yet.