Okay, almost two months. I cant remember if this is the longest time I've ever had in between updates. Anyway, I'm really sorry. I've been gone for a while now on vacation and I know I said that I would update after I got back from my family vacation, but I completely forgot about this until lately. I am so sorry, I am going to try updating more. I told my friend that she has to be my drill sergeant with updating and make me meet a deadline. So I'm hoping that will help a little bit. Anyway, omg I just realized it's a year to the day that I first published this story…and I only have 15 chapters. So while I was originally going to wait 2 publish this chapter until it was longer, I am going to publish it in honor of this story's one year anniversary. Yay! Okay, so enjoy and please review to tell me what you think!

Before anybody had the chance to react, they were forced into another memory. By this time they were all trying to think of anything that they could do to get out of this pensieve. But, before they could say anything to any of the others, they found themselves in the office of Albus Dumbledore with Sirius turning to kneel on the ground in front of the two traumatized twins.

"Dumbledore will be here any minute to take care of you two alright?" He said quickly, he looked extremely anxious to be out of the room and doing something. The onlookers sadly remembered that what he was about to do was going to get him an unfair 12 year sentence in Azkaban.

The twins nodded nervously before hugging him tightly and watching him exit through the fireplace with haunted eyes. Both girls dissolved into quiet tears, not bothering to take in the beauty of the headmasters office, or notice the portraits on the wall that were staring at them sadly. At a loss for what to do in this situation. They had already heard of the situation from when Dumbledore had called the Potters in to explain the contents of the prophecy and warn them to go into hiding. For the most part, they were smart enough to realize that what Dumbledore had feared was inevitable had indeed happened.

When the current resident of the office stepped through the fireplace looking tired and weary both of the twins turned their attention to him. He walked over to where they had seated themselves on the floor, huddled together. "Girls, please come sit." He waved his wand and the chair that had been sitting in front of his desk transfigured into a 2 person couch, which Danny and Joey climbed into without response. "I understand that there are some things that we need to talk about before you are taken to your new locations."

Joey took a deep breath before trying to say something and then deciding to let the idea go in a quick exhale. Dumbledore noticed this and looked at her kindly, prompting her to ask the question that she had held in. She looked at the ground and silent tears dropped into her hands that she had laid open on her lap. "Why?" She asked. Dumbledore seemed confused by her question, hadn't Lily and James explained at least some of why they were going into hiding to their daughters?

Dumbledore inhaled deeply around the weight on his chest before speaking. "Well, Lord Voldemort was after your brother, for reasons I"

"NO." Joey said loudly, confusing Dumbledore further. "Why?" She asked again, turning her face up to face him with furious eyes. Although he could tell that this angry was not directed at him. "Why couldn't I see it!?" She asked angrily, stepping up to Dumbledore's desk despite her sister still trying to desperately cling to her arm. "Why couldn't I see this coming?! If I had seen it then we could have gotten away!" Her trembling body slowly deflated and her tiny shoulders slumped. Danny pulled her back onto the couch and wrapped her arms around Joey, shoulders wracking with sobs. "If I had seen this," she whispered quietly "they would be here. And not in a destroyed home lying on the floor like the road kill HE ran over in his rush to get to our baby brother."

Dumbledore's face flooded with horrible understanding. In this moment, he wished nothing more than to track down Voldemort and kill him with his bare hands. The only point of clarity in this faulty plan was that he was sitting in this office with two 6 year old children who had just lost their parents. Because of the horrors that Tom Riddle had done tonight, an 6 year old child blamed herself for the murders of her own parents. And all because she had not been able to force herself into a vision that would have surely traumatized her for the rest of her life, even if it would have saved the lives of the Potters.

He quickly stepped around his desk and rushed to sit in front of the stone still Joey, who still had Danny's head buried in her shoulder. "Johanna Potter, this is in no way, nor will it ever be, your fault. This is the fault of Tom Riddle and his twisted, inhuman mind. Your parents sacrificed themselves to protect you, this is not something that you could have changed. If you did not have a vision of this, it is only for the best. I can assure you that nobody will ever blamed you for their deaths."

Joey did not seem swayed by this opinion but none the less, Danny changed the subject for her. "What about Harry?" She asked after raising her head from Joeys shoulder. "Where is he? Where did you send him? Where are you sending us?"

Dumbledore looked at them sadly and walked back into his desk chair. "Your mother, without meaning to, cast a spell of protection on your little brother by putting herself between him and Voldemort. Because of this the safest place for your brother to be is with your mother's family. It is called a blood ward"

Both of the twins looked uneasy at this. They knew that their mother had not spoken to her sister in years. Apparently they were awful to her and hated magic.

Dumbledore noticed their discomfort but chose not to comment on it for the moment. "But, this protection was not attached to you, as much as Lily wished it would. Therefore, if we were to keep you three together, it would be only too simple for Voldemort to find you when he returns."

"All three of us?" Danny asked quietly. "Meaning your separating us from Harry, and from each other?" She gathered her own answer from the sad look that Dumbledore gave her. "No! They would have wanted for us to stay together!" Danny shouted. Joey looked angry again, agreeing with her sister.

"I understand that you want to keep your family together. It would be in any other situation, unwise to separate you considering the long road of recovery in front of you." Dumbledore said sadly. "But in your situation, you would only be that much easier to find if you were together. I am sorry, but I have no other option other than to separate you and put you under the protection that being unknown by the public affords you."

Both girls settled for glaring quietly until he explained further. Dumbledore sighed quietly before continuing. You will each be sent to a muggle household somewhere in Europe. You will each be staying with the relative of someone magical. This way they can know the secret without there being any way for Lord Voldemorts supporters to be able to find them."

"And when will we see each other?" Joey asked quietly.

Dumbledore now looked guilty. As if this was a question that he had been hoping they would not know to ask. They really did have too much of their parents in them. "You will next see each other when you enter Beaxbatons School of Magic in France."

There was silence for a few moments before Danny spoke. "F-five years? You aren't going to let us see each other, for 5 years?"

"And after that?" Joey asked angrily. She had already realized that he wasn't giving them a choice in this. "When do we get to see Harry? When he starts school?" Hermione and the Weasley were saddened even more, realizing that it would be much longer than that before they saw their brother.

"When you are both able to take care of him and are able to protect him from those who will undoubtedly seek to harm him, then you may be allowed to take full custody of your brother from your relatives. I daresay you have more legal and moral rights to him than they do." Dumbledore said quietly.

Fred, George, and Ginny looked confused by the way that Dumbledore was talking to the twins. He was speaking to them as if they were at least pre-teens. Like they should be able to understand the full extent of what he was saying. How could he expect them to fully grasp this when they were still so young?

But Hermione and Ron knew that the twins would remember every word of this conversation for years to come. But in this moment, they understood every word that Dumbledore said. Because they had been forced to grow up faster than they should have. Traumatic events had wiped any possibility of them having a normal life for the remainder of their childhood from their futures. They had seen this in Harry for years. They had also seen it to a lesser extent, in themselves. From the moment that they had agreed to go with Harry to get the Sorcerers Stone, they left tiny bits of their childhood behind, outgrown like old school clothes. Even though it wasn't until this moment that they realized what had been happening. Even realizing this, the thought of never being friends with Harry scared them. They knew that being friends with him had changed them for the better. They would be forever grateful to him for bringing them all together. For being their friend.

It was with these thoughts, that they all sadly watched the memory of the twins sad faces dissipate into darkness as the next memory struggled to take its form.

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