I so did not expect this. I mean, 111 views, 16 follows, 7 favorites, and 3 reviews? Much thanks to all of you! I know I said I wouldn't update until Monday, but I was just so happy so scratch that bit out. I'll update whenever I can.

Fair warning, this will be a slow moving story where we'll be covering every year. Each year would be an estimate of five chapters or maybe more. I have the rough summaries for years one to four already written down so let's see if we can stick it out that long!

Again, thanks!

Chapter One

James grinned at the way his boys' eyes lit up as he presented the small golden keys. Usually, a pureblood son was not allowed to see much less hold the one and only way to open his vault until he became of age but since he had two half blood boys who's to say he couldn't botch off tradition?

"I can't believe we're actually going to do this? I can't believe we're already eleven!" Nathan gave off another happy cry as he shoved his arms through his robes and hurriedly checked his reflection. Growing up, he'd never been too sensitive as to what he wore but he did want to look like a human being when he went outside the house.

From beside him, his twin had an equally happy air around him and Harry was pretty much mimicking Nathan's jerky arm movements (which James supposed were dance steps to a victory dance) as they sauntered out towards the doors.

"We ready?" Lily called out once she'd locked the doors. Once received an affirmative, she grabbed a hold of Nathan's hand and slipped her other into Harry's, made sure James was holding onto the other one before they all apparated to Diagon Alley.

It was sometimes a good thing the twins were born two months before school started. Diagon Alley wasn't too crowded. Fishing out a small coin purse, he handed it to Lily who stuffed it into her pocket. "Nathan and I'll go to Flourish and Blotts and you can head on to Madam Malkins. We'll be sure to get two of everything."

Nathan glanced at Harry who blew a breath of air on his fringe, it fogged up his glasses which added to his annoyance. "I'm a couple inches shorter than Nathan, Mum. Getting two of everything won't work anymore."

"Are you?" Lily placed a hand over both the twins' heads, a small frown on her face. "You're right. I guess Nathan will have to go to Madam Malkins as well but we can get the two sets of books and we'll leave the Potions sets for you to get or would you rather use the sets Uncle Severus got you?"

"Uncle Sev's sets are the best." Harry immediately replied, Nathan nodding his head in agreement. "How about Dad and I get my robes first, get to the Apothecary then meet you in Flourish and Blotts why you buy the books and see if you can get an owl for Nathan."

"Why not get it at the same time?" Lily asked, worried that her twins had gone into another row. They didn't look like they were fighting and it's been rare to see them in an argument that would last past an hour at most.

Her worries were put to rest when Nathan gave a fairly exaggerate gasp of surprise. "Mother! How would we be able to keep them as surprises when we get them at the same time?"

"You have a fair point." Lily conceded before she looked towards James and gave him a kiss. "Meet you at Fortescue's in an hour. I'm sure the boys will want a small break before we get their wands."

"Pick the best owl you can find all right?" Nathan grinned.

"Mine will be better than yours." Harry promised.

The twins shared a laugh before going their separate ways, now even more excited to be together again.

"That's all you'll need then?" Harry nodded his head as he looked into the bag the nice man had given him. He wasn't worried about just how much he had, it didn't take too much to ask his Mum or Dad to send him a bit more. He'd give them the galleons they'd need to buy the things he needed for him.

For the moment, the excitement that came with the fact that he was now going to Hogwarts had finally abated and he was acting more like a normal human being.

"Where to now, Harry?" James steered his son towards the door, making sure he didn't get run over by any hyperactive children.

"Madam Malkin's now Dad." The father and son duo made their way through and once inside the shop was greeted by the elderly witch that had personally taken James' measurements when he first got his robes on the very day he'd gotten his letter back when he had been eleven.

"Up on the stool now dear and don't move too much, the pins like to move themselves. They might take a stab at you." Harry winced when several pins did just that and the elderly witch smiled apologetically. Beside her a quill and piece of parchment took the necessary notes and she left him to take care of another customer.

"It'll be three sets, I presume Mister Malfoy?" A flash of blonde caught Harry's eye as he turned his head to face the three way mirror that had been placed in front of him. Behind him a blonde boy his age was having his own robes fitted.

"If it's what my Father requested then that's what it will be." Malfoy, or so the witch had called him, saw Harry's wondering gaze and the youngest Potter found himself caught in a silvery gaze that wouldn't let him go. "Do I know you?"

Snapping out of his reverie, Harry felt a bit of blood warming up his cheeks and he cleared his throat. "No… I'm Harry. Harry Potter."

"Potter?" Silver eyes narrowed and the boy's voice raised an octave. "As in your related to the Auror Potter who threw away being a pureblood for some muggleborn woman?"

"Hey!" Harry snapped, not even flinching when half a dozen pin pricks made the skin of his arm burn. "That's my mother you're talking about."

"So you are his son." The boy sighed as if terribly sorry for that fact before raising his head again. "I'm Draco Malfoy. Hogwarts?"

Harry gaped. Wasn't it this boy who had been insulting his mother not one minute ago? Now he was being completely civil as if they'd just had a simple misunderstanding.

"Yeah…" Harry took in a deep breath and grabbed onto the voice in his head that sounded much like his brother that helped him calm down.

The blonde made no other comment as the witch helped him down from the stool, grabbing several other pieces of cloth and bewitching them to cut and sew together for his size. Draco approached him by his mirror, leaving the witch to pack up his purchase.

"What house?" He asked, leaning against the mirror.

"No clue." Harry answered honestly. "My parents are both Gryffindor's. Not that I expect to be exactly like them."

"Of course." Draco nodded. "You are your own person."

Harry smiled, glad the blonde got it. "What about you?"

"Oh I'm a Slytherin."

"So sure already?" Harry laughed. "Why not be in Ravenclaw? You seem like the book-ish type."

Draco raised a blonde brow at him. "Me? The book-ish type? You're loose on a few ends Potter. My parents are both from Slytherin. Every single Malfoy in the past hundred years or so has been sorted into Slytherin."

"That doesn't mean you have to be like them though." Harry echoed. "You're your own person."

"Bite me."

"Still," Harry grinned at the annoyed look on the blonde's face. "Why not break tradition? Be the first ever Malfoy that didn't get stuck in Slytherin?"

"You make it out as if I'm being condemned to Azkaban, Potter." Draco scoffed. "Slytherin isn't such a bad place to be in."

"If you're so sure…" Harry trailed off as the shop's door bell chimed. He saw Draco glance at the mirror and another flash of platinum blonde hair.

"Of course I am, if you'll excuse me." Draco then made a small bow before turning on his heel and walking towards the counter where the man with platinum hair stood. Harry guessed it was Draco's father.

The silvery gray eyes that glanced his way were enough proof. Like Draco's, the moment their eyes met, the pair of gray immediately hardened. Harry was left wondering what he could have done to offend even the blonde's father.

"A Potter?" He drawled, his voice slow and elegant.

Harry gave a stiff nod. "Harry Potter, sir."

"I don't suppose you have your father here with you then?" The blonde man smiled rather icily. "I need to have a word with him concerning a certain professor."

Looking around Harry first noticed his father had gone missing since they entered the shop. He'd just began to worry when James slid by and wrapped an arm around his shoulders and smile just as icily back at Mister Malfoy.

"Lucius."

"James."

"Now that that's over and done with," Lucius, apparently, gave his son a pointed look that had Draco moving towards the door. "I just wanted to inform you that Severus will be coming over for the next week or so. I would appreciate it if you would leave my son's godfather free of any other… responsibilities. Draco hasn't seen Severus in two months. He misses him."

"Of course." James nodded, from beside him Harry's eyes widened behind his glasses at Draco who looked at him weirdly for such a strong reaction. Their eye contact broke when Lucius and James finished their conversation and the older blonde was now guiding Draco out of the store.

'Owl me.' Draco mouthed at Harry who just barely caught what he had said then nodded before creating a small box shape with his hands. Hopefully Draco's name was in the owl lists. He wouldn't know where to send the owl if that weren't the case.

"You okay Harry?" James turned his son to face him as the quill got all the information it needed. "Malfoy didn't say anything bad, did he?"

"No." Harry raised his head to look at his father. "Neither of them did. In fact, Draco seemed all right. We talked about Hogwarts and what houses we might find ourselves in."

"You think you and he could be good friends?" James wondered.

Harry shrugged. "He's from a pureblood family isn't he? He used the word 'muggleborn' like it was a disease, and it's quite a bit obvious since he looks and acts the part of a pureblood."

James chuckled. "You sound like such an expert of pureblood antics."

"He isn't as bad as the others though." Harry added not wanting to get off track. "At least he didn't use the other word for it."

"He'll definitely be in Slytherin, that one. Of course he could pull a Sirius and blow everyone's minds off by being sorted into Gryffindor." James said as Harry hopped off the stool finally pin free. "Imagine that though, a Malfoy who was practically born to wear the colors of green and silver donning the blazing colors of scarlet and gold."

Harry couldn't help but think of the chances of that happening. It was most definitely one in a million.

"Thanks for letting me get that book, Mum." Nathan smiled as the line in front of them moved on and they were almost at the till, ready to pay then high tail it to Fortescue's. He would be damned if Harry and their Dad got to their meeting place earlier than they did. It just wasn't done.

"Consider it an extra birthday present." Lily grinned, ruffling her son's red hair. Nathan loved that he looked a lot like Lily. Same pale skin and red hair. He had his Dad's brown eyes but a while back when they had still been babies, Harry had had the same brown eyes as he did. It was a mystery how they'd suddenly turned green (maybe not really).

Nathan chuckled though before giving his Mum a look. "The new brooms weren't enough then?"

"The only thing you'll learn on that broom is that it hurts to get the wind in your face." Lily huffed. Even at this age and even being married to James Potter, seeker extraordinaire, for ten years wasn't enough of a reason for her to convert to a Quidditch fan.

"Harry seems to like being on a broom." Nathan mused. "He seems so at home in the air, even more than he is when he's on his own two feet."

"He becomes a right klutz when he drops of a broom, doesn't he?" Lily laughed a fond smile on her face. "He's just like your father."

"And I'm just like you." Nathan proclaimed before adding. "Course I'm my own person."

Lily ruffled Nathan's hair yet again before a display caught her eye. She eyed the long cue ahead of them before turning to her son. "Mind if I checked out that book over there? I've been dying to figure out how to make custard without all that waiting."

"Dad does like those too much that he can't stand the waiting." Nathan agreed. "Find a cure to his misery."

With a small high five, as per usual when it came to Nathan and Lily, Nathan found himself thinking of the letter he and his twin had gotten this morning. It was hard to believe he was still so young but considered old enough to study in Hogwarts; School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Just yesterday he was ten years old and appeared only as a child to the public eye.

How things change in the span of a day.

"Umm, excuse me." Nathan turned his head and stared at the boy in front of him who was rubbing the back of his head. "If I could just bother you for a moment, the book I need is on the shelf behind you…"

Nathan turned his gaze to the shelf behind him and saw a third year spell book and carefully pushed the floating stack of books beside him to the side before wedging a copy out of the shelf. He passed it to the boy. "Here you are."

"Thanks." The boy stared at the book for a moment as if it had done him a great personal wrong before meeting eyes with Nathan again. "Name's Cedric Diggory."

"Nathan Potter." They shook hands, narrowly avoiding knocking Nathan's set of books. It was through sheer luck that not a single one found itself meeting the floor.

"Let me guess." Cedric mused as he fell behind Nathan, the line moving forward. "You either go to Beuxbatons or Hogwarts."

Nathan sputtered. "Beuxbatons?"

"Oh, that's a no then?" Cedric grinned. "I go to Hogwarts myself. A third year. Hufflepuff."

"Uh…" Nathan wondered when this had turned into an interview. "First year… not really sure what house I'm gonna be in but I wanna be in Ravenclaw."

"Have a preference already?" Cedric frowned a bit. "Don't be disappointed if you get sorted into the great scarlet and gold."

Nathan's eyes narrowed. "Are you saying I look like a typical Gryffindor."

"Not much of an insult when you think about it." Cedric said crossing his arms over his chest. "I mean, nearly all the greatest witches and wizards come from Gryffindor."

"I'm not one to brag, but he's right." Nathan grinned at his mother's subtle intrusion to the conversation, even more so when said woman turned to Cedric with a casual air. "I'm Lily Potter. You are?"

"Cedric Diggory, Mrs. Potter." Cedric introduced himself before glancing over Lily's shoulder and making an apologetic face. "I'm really sorry to leave you after just introducing myself but I think that's my father over there."

Lily looked over her shoulder, her eyes narrowed in concentration. She turned back to Cedric with a smile on her face. "You're Amos' son?"

"Yes, that's right." Cedric returned the smile and Nathan wondered if it were possible that he would need glasses like his twin.

"You best be off then. Amos is all about punctuality and promptness." Lily chuckled. "A bit odd for someone in Hufflepuff."

"I completely agree." Cedric then turned to Nathan. "I'll be sure to clap for you when you finally get sorted."

Nathan, surprised he'd been included into the conversation stumbled on what to say and ended up with a rushed. "Sure."

Mother and son watched as the Hufflepuff moved away from them before Lily grinned at her son. "What was that?"

"What was what?"

Harry couldn't help but feel exhilarated as the long piece of wood in his robe pocket thrummed with life. Upon his insistence, James had caved in and taken him to Ollivander's without Nathan's knowing gaze simply because he wanted to surprise his twin.

Mr. Ollivander had taken his time in choosing what it would be made of wood from a Cypress Tree which meant… well he didn't know what it meant but he could ask his Mum and she would know. She'd been interested in taking up Wandlore but never seemed to have enough time to actually study it.

"Hey." Nathan stumbled into Fortescue's a wicked grin on his face similar to Harry's very own. He brandished the long box from out of his coat pocket and tapped it with his long pale fingers. "Have you got yours?"

Harry sent his brother a disbelieving look before producing his own box. With a firm nod they flipped the coverlets open and plucked the long wood out of their cases.

"On three?"

"On three." Harry took in a deep breath. "One, two…"

"Three!" Nathan cut in. "Cypress."

"Cypre…" Harry gave him a rueful smile. "Even our wands our twins."

"Not quite," Nathan had a thoughtful look on his face. "What's your wand's core?"

"I'm pretty sure it's a phoenix feather." Harry paused then looked at his twin. "Please tell me you got something else."

Nathan bobbed his head. "Oh I got something else all right."

"Spill it out then you git!" Harry laughed, reaching over to tap Nathan's head with his wand since he was relatively taller.

The older twin laughed before waving his brother away. "All right! All right! It's unicorn tail hair!"

"What?" Harry paused his wand poking. "That's incredible? Isn't that core used for wands that cultivate power and learn spells quickly?"

"Not quite." Nathan shook his head. "Mum told me that that's Dragon Heartstring. Unicorn tail hair create wands that are very loyal… and they don't turn to the Dark too easily. They fight every step of the way."

Harry's eyebrows hit his fringe. "You make it sound like it's a person."

"I know." Nathan shuddered. "It's Mum and all her wandlore talk. I've begun to dream of mixing crushed gemstones to create new cores."

"I heard that." Lily brought down the two ice cream sundae's she'd chosen for the twins and took a seat beside Harry while James settled in beside Nathan.

Harry smiled sheepishly on his twin's behalf. "We're sorry. But it's true. I think Nathan's got that book of yours memorized."

"You would too, had you been truly interested in it." Nathan pointed out as he dug into the icy treat.

"Knock it off you two, it's a good field to study." James glanced up at the wide eyed looks he got from his sons. "It is."

"Right…" Nathan drew out before glancing at Lily. "Mum, we've managed to decipher Unicorn tail hair…"

"… we don't know what Phoenix Feather cores do." Harry added in. He looked up at his Mum with a hopeful expression.

"Hmm, let me think." Lily bit on her bottom lip for a while as she drew in her notes on wand cores before she snapped her fingers. "Phoenix feather cores make for picky wands though they have lots of potential. It's hard to tame those types of wands into submission."

"And they're really rare." James nodded. "I was shocked when Ollivander got him that wand but as he says,"

Nathan and Harry exchange looks. A wand that would never turn to the Dark and another wand that would be hard to tame.

"… the wand chooses the wizard."

There we have some of the more major characters making their first appearances. Anyone wanna take a guess as to what the pairings are gonna be? I know the first summary said it would be Drarry and Blaithan but since writing down the summaries, the characters started pairing themselves up without me doing anything.

Leave me your thoughts?