Disclaimer: see chapter 1
"Now, defense a-a-against the dark a-arts is very im-important in these troubling times." Said Professor Quirrel looking even more scared than normal
"We're going to hunt him down ourselves?" asked Harry more to Portia than anyone else. He was worried and Portia seemed like a rock he could hold onto. The atmosphere at the castle didn't help either; Dumbledore had aurors patrolling the halls and he was ignoring Harry
"N-No Mr. Pettigrew, I could never have children like yourselves stop a m-man like Black
"Why can't we just find Sirius Black? It's been a week!" said Portia in defense against the dark arts. She was currently standing on the table trying to get everyone's attention.
"Mrs. Pettigrew! G-Get down from there!" stuttered Professor Quirrel
"We need to band together and hunt him down!" said Portia rallying the troops. Harry pulled on her robes but she paid him no mind.
"Yeah!" said most of the Gryffindor Slytherin mixed class. Hermione just buried herself deeper into her book, she had a hard enough time learning through the professor's stutter.
"We need to drag him back to Azkaban by his toenails!"
"Yeah…"
"We need to shave him and put him in ladies undergarments!"
"Yeah?" asked everybody. Professor Quirrel grabbed Portia and tried to bring her down. She in turn lost her balance and grabbed onto his turban for balance. What happened next scared everybody for life.
"Oh my god! He has a parasitic twin sticking out of the back of his head! Run for Hogsmeade" yelled Portia running around waving the turban above her head. She got out the door and knocked a suit of armor down with her. Everyone else was paralyzed in shock as the face in the back of their professor's head. A thud was heard as somebody fainted.
"Harry Potter! Get him you idiot!" said the face in the back of Quirrel's head. Harry felt pain but looked transfixed. It had an effect on him, almost like a charmed snake. Suddenly he felt as though his head had a rabid squirrel in it.
"Ahh!" said Harry as he had a white hot intense pain in his scar. This got everyone out the shock and they began to run out the door. Harry got pulled along in the crush. They ran through the halls screaming and waving their wands dangerously above their heads. This set off complete and total chaos. People ran others out of windows, magical creatures got loose from their cages as people outside began to panic, Dumbledore was knocked down the stairs and twisted his over one hundred year old ankle, and a glass of milk was spilt in the kitchen. In all of the insanity Quirrel was looking for Harry who had been pushed into the third floor girls bathroom, which promptly flooded as her bathroom was ruined.
"Enough!" yelled Dumbledore as he hobbled up the stairs. His voice seemed to carry throughout the entire castle. Everyone stopped what they were doing accept for Quirrel who was making his way through the terrified students.
"Quirinius! What is the meaning of this!" said Dumbledore stunning him. Quirriel spun around and Voldemort was facing Dumbledore
"You've lost old man! He will be mine! Then I will have my-" said Voldemort before he was hit in the head with the steel mace of one of the suits of armor.
"Does anyone have a problem with what I just did?" asked Portia who had tied the turban around the suit's helmet. Dumbledore, dumbstruck as he was, motioned for Portia and Harry to follow him.
"We'll just take him to the ministry, or maybe St. Mungo's." said an Auror. He and the others bound Quirrel and headed for the apparition point.
"All of you back to class, nothing to see here!" Said Professor McGonacle trying to do some crowd control
"There's that." Said Galatea as she collected her things from the ground. She had been sitting in charms minding her own business when the castle seemed to go crazy. She had assumed that it was a fire, not everyone finding out about a professor's deformity.
"Now is not the time, Mrs. Black." Said McGonacle. Slowly but surely everyone went about their business.
"What exactly happened?" asked Harry as they were both sat down in front of Dumbledore
"It appears that an old enemy has taken up residence on the back of our dear professor's head." Said Dumbledore offering them both a lemon drop
"Yeah, and I stopped him!" said Portia proudly taking an entire handful of lemon drops
"But what was that all about?" asked Harry his scar still hurting him.
"Well, your sister seems to have caused a castle wide panic." Said Dumbledore giving Portia a hard look. She slunk back into the chair and tried to disappear
"It seemed like a good thing to do at the time." Said Portia
"I've been meaning to speak to you both for quite some time now." Said Dumbledore
"Yes sir?" they both asked at once
"Who are you, really?" asked Dumbledore not looking nearly as grandfather like as usual.
"Harold James Pettigrew." Said Harry nervously. He didn't like what was going on, it made him feel just a bit scared.
"Portia Lillian Adlhyde Pettigrew. My Parents were Peter Pettigrew and Adlhyde Hillspare and their parents were-" said Portia
"No more games you too, everyone is in great danger now you two will tell me who you are!" said Dumbledore. He was cut off when the fireplace behind them glowed green and out stepped two fancily dressed ladies and one rat.
"Say no more children!" said Addie her wand drawn towards Dumbledore. The fire place turned green again and out stepped an old women dressed like a servant but a high ranking one.
"Paulette!" said Dumbledore in surprise
"Albus? Hmm, nobody's killed you yet." Said Paulette taking the rat from Addie and placing it upon her head. Peter nestled himself in her hair happy for the protecting she provided.
"What's going on?" said Harry losing his patience with everything
"We are going home." Said Margareta as she fixed Harry's hair
"Why are you even here mother? Aunt Margareta?" asked Portia
"We received an owl from Galatea about the goings on here and we've decided that Hogwarts is much too dangerous." Said Addie omitting the part about Harry holding his head where his scar was.
"You can't just remove these children so suddenly." Said Dumbledore
"Can and will." Said Addie smugly
"How is your husband?" asked Dumbledore looking at her stomach which was starting to protrude
"My husband is dead." Said Addie wishing that she could have pulled her corset tighter
"Illegitimate is such a terrible word isn't it?" Said Dumbledore. Addie visibly wavered but Margareta saved her.
"What my sister in law does is the business of the Pettigrew family, not the Dumbledore's." said Margareta
"Come now ladies, I know you too aren't too proud to admit when you've lost." Said Dumbledore walking towards them. He stopped as a wand was pressed to him.
"Albus, this is not a confession of whatever your guilty mind has though up but a defense of the Pettigrew family now I'll have to ask you to allow these children to collect their things." Said Paulette
"We don't want to leave Hogwarts!" said Harry and Portia once
"You both know why you must." Said Addie giving them a knowing look
"I will not!" yelled Portia stomping her feet and throwing lemon drops.
"I agree with her." Said Harry
"It appears that the children don't want to leave." Said Dumbledore
"They're only children, they don't know what they need." Said Margareta grabbing both of them by the arms
"It's a curious thing." Said Dumbledore
"How transparent you are?" said Paulette giving him a hard look. Dumbledore sighed
"No, how unlike all the other Pettigrew children I taught he is." Said Dumbledore
"You speak craziness." Said Paulette
"I'll ask again, where is your husband."
"Dead." They all said at once
"Just Addie's." said Dumbledore
"I told you, dead."
"If an innocent man was sent to Azkaban…"
"Sirius Black isn't an innocent men, or have you forgotten the past three years?" said Margareta harshly. With that the door was closed to both Dumbledore's office and an entire world. Harry found it ood that he didn't mourn it.