A/N: yes, the data-paper was inspired by the diary. It is not evil, just gray. The BMA needed somthing to keep track of all the witched and wizards in the insanely huge US. This is also the first glimpse we get of the BMA's inner workings.

Chapter 4: "Oh, crap!"

Michael Wresting yawned as he went about his morning duties. He was the keeper of the books, the one who checked the books in the Bureau of Magical Affairs' vaults every day. He opened the first book.

Deaths… page 3274: Mr. and Mrs. Andrew van der Waals. He turned to the large blank paper on the opposite wall. He picked up a quill and scrawled 'DEATH: van der Waals.' The ink shifted around to form an article from a local muggle paper, Couple Dies in Tragic Skiing Accident. Michael sighed, then with a dismissive gesture wiped the data-paper clean with the feathered tip of the quill. He checked the next two entries on the paper. Both were natural.

He turned to the next book to check. He always liked this one. Being able to see announcements of new life. He opened it and flipped to the newest entry. Page 4247. "Harold James Fenton" he read aloud. "Muggleborn." Great… now he would need to locate the child and notify the relations committee to introduce the new parents to magic.

Michael turned to the data-paper and scrawled 'ADRRESS: Harold James Fenton, Amity Park OK.' The ink swirled as before then formed, not an address, but two words. UNKNOWN QUERY.

That didn't make sense. If Harold's birth was recorded, then his address should be known. Even if he had died, the body location would show up.

Michael wiped the paper and tried a new tactic. 'MAP: Amity Park OK.' The map swirled to form a city map. He stared at it, and then noticed a pattern to the streets. He moved to the edge of the paper where his request was written. 'DISPLAY:' he wrote, 'leys.' He circled the refinement then turned to the map.

Three shaded lines snaked through the city almost intersecting right outside of the downtown area. The three main thoroughfares into and out of the city followed them exactly. His guess was right. Both ley lines and reciprocated boundaries gave complete interference from any type of magical tracking. They were going to have to run this one by hand.


What had happened? He and Danny had been in the tunnel with the green… the green… Harry wracked his semi-conscious brain. What had happened? A cold high laugh resounded across his memory "Stand aside, girl!" The flash of green. The rush of air. The flash of green. The rushing air. The pain. Dragging Danny. The pain. Pain… DANNY!

Harry erupted into full consciousness. "Whoa, there" Sam said.

"Where's Danny?" Harry asked.

"He's still in the portal." Sam said. "It hasn't shut down yet. Tucker and I pulled you out."

"It hasn't shut down, yet?" Harry asked, incredulous. "Pull the plug!"

"We tried. It isn't working." Tucker said quietly. The Fenton!Portal writhed in green and purple menace.

Harry stalked over to the portal and looked at it. Far into the hazy deep, he could make ut the form of Danny collapsed and lying in the portal.

It was his fault. He should have protected Danny. Harry took a deep breath and steeled himself.

Harry strode into the portal.

The green haze obscured almost all of his vision. Harry fought against the green swirl. Hissing in Pain as the power shock through him, seemingly at random.

Harry reached for Danny's arm and his hand went through it? That couldn't be right. Harry tried again and snagged Danny's arm. He dragged Danny out to lie on the metal floor outside the portal.

Out of the green mess, Harry, Sam and Tucker could see that the portal had changed Danny. His once raven black hair was snow white and the colors on his jumpsuit had been inverted.

Danny stirred. He opened his glowing green eyes and looked around.

Jack Fenton's voice came down the stairs. "Harry, can you come up to the living room?"

Harry looked to Sam and Tucker. He needed to stay with Danny, but if his dad came down and saw them like this – he didn't want to think about that. "Take care of him," he commanded and then rushed up the stairs.


Harry came up the stairs to find his Mom and Dad sitting with a man in a strange suit. They had serious looks on their faces.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Harry," Maddie began, " do you remember what happened when we took you to the zoo for your birthday? You and Danny wanted to see the snakes?"

"Yeah, and Danny fell in to the boa cage 'cause he wanted to see it up close."

"There is glass on the front of the cage. Danny couldn't fall through it." The man said.

"Then what happened?" Harry asked.

"You used magic." The man said. "You used magic to help your brother see the snake up close."

"Magic?" Harry asked.

"Magic." The man confirmed. "Some people have a genetic affinity for it.

"But the weird stuff only happens to me," Harry countered. "If its genetic, shouldn't it happen to Harry and Mom and Pop?"

"Harry is your brother?" the man asked.

"My twin." Harry answered. "If it's genetic we should both have it, we're identical."

The man opened his mouth to answer but was cut off by Maddie. "You're not Danny's twin, Harry," She said quietly. "We're not actually your parents."