The twins propped the teenagers up against the sofa. "We're going to release the body bind," George spoke. "If you attempt to attack or run we will stun you and call the Aurors. Once the bind is off you are going to explain exactly what is going on and what you want with Mione."

True to their word they released the spell watching impassively as the twins crumpled onto the sofa. Ophelia was crying again, Alex wasn't sure he was anything other than numb. He had warned her this was a bad idea.

"We don't want anything with Hermione," he said stiffly once they had righted himself.

"Then why the fuck is that girl a near copy of her!" Fred growled.

"Because she's our mum!" Ophelia screamed.

Fred and George blinked, their eyes darting between the twins.

"Pardon?"

Alex closed his eyes, "She's going to fucking murder us."

"She knows about you?"

"Yes," he replied stiffly.

"Forgive me if we check," George growled.

"Contact Uncle Sirius," Ophelia said quietly. "He'll confirm. If you go to the school too many people will ask questions."

Fred and George shared a look before Fred lifted his wand and sent his Patronus to Sirius.

The man was there within ten minutes.

"They say they're Mione's kids," Fred said in lieu of greeting once he was there, looking around him, Sirius' eyes landed on the twins sitting on the sofa.

"You're really fucking lucky Albus didn't insist on that vow once he decided there was no one other than Remus I would tell." He growled, "What the fuck were you thinking? Have you any idea how fucking badly this could have gone? How many people you're putting in danger?"

"Hold on." George interrupted, his face pale, a slight amount of sympathy showing for the cowering twins on his sofa. "Are you telling me these are Mione's kids?"

"Lock the floo and ward the room," Sirius growled, the twins curled further in on themselves in the face of his clear rage. It wasn't a look they associated with Uncle Sirius. Ophelia was beginning to shake as it sunk in just how badly they had fucked up. Alex reached for her, gripping her hand tightly. Fred and George looked torn between rabid curiosity and the urge to comfort the twins. As if reading their intention Sirius held up a hand.

"No. No, they are going to sit there and fucking listen until they understand."

Fred and George nodded slowly, settling on armchairs flanking the sofa the twins were cowering on as Sirius paced.

"What the fuck were you thinking?"

"It was me," Ophelia admitted in a small voice. "Alex didn't want to come but everything is so…..fucked up and I…I was selfish and I wanted to see them. They've been the closest thing to Dads we've had."

Sirius sighed, scrubbing a hand down his face as the twins visibly startled in their armchairs. "I can't imagine how difficult this is." he said in a softer voice, "but surely you know that this puts us all at risk? Not just you, but your mum. There is a very real chance that if anyone finds out, after they'd tortured you for information they'd murder her outright to stop you existing and polluting an old line." Both sets of twins went impossibly pale at the mention of torture. "Come on!" Sirius growled, "You know what they did in your time, it cannot be a surprise that they're capable!"

"We….I….wasn't thinking. All I was thinking was that we'd already fucked the timeline and so it wouldn't matter." Ophelia admitted softly.

"And they say you're intelligent," Sirius muttered, making her flinch, he looked immediately apologetic. "Sorry, that was uncalled for." He moved, pulling her into a hug that after a few moments she slumped into. "I'm scared," he admitted into her hair. "I'm so fucking scared. Not for me, but for you, for your mum. We have no idea if we can manage this but I can't let you live the way you did. You….you just can't. I know it's hard, I get that I don't really know how fucking hard but you can't keep just doing whatever you want. You're putting us all at risk. Too many people already know" Ophelia was sobbing muttering "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" into his chest. Alex looked frozen until Fred moved to sit beside him, destroying his composure. Looking panicked, Fred pulled the boy into a hug, hoping that one of them was going to start explaining soon because he couldn't figure this out. Were these Hermione's children? What the hell had they meant that he and George were as close to Dad's as they had? None of this made any fucking sense.

Fred and George sat in the stunned silence following the twins and Sirius' explanation.

"I…I don't really know what to say." Fred muttered, his arm still around Alex.

"I think I want to see Mione," George answered, looking intently at Sirius.

"I don't know how wise that would be." the man cautioned.

"Look, we won't get caught, we snuck around that school for years. I…I need to see her. Check-in. Make sure she's alright."

"And not imperiused? Under a love potion? " Sirius asked with an arched brow. George flushed "Think I haven't already checked, Weasley?"

George slumped, "Then what the fuck was she thinking?"

"That she loved him," Sirius said softly, "And then….when she stopped loving him, she loved them." he indicated to the twins.

Fred and George exchanged a look and nodded. "Fine, she acted of her own free will but what the fuck is she playing at this time?"

"She loves him." Sirius reiterated, "And them."

"For fucks sake." Fred growled, "And you're just going to let her?" He turned to the twins, softening his tone. "Look, I don't mean any offence if you're anything like Mione I'm sure you're lovely but this…..this is a lot. And I don't doubt that we love you….in your time. I don't….I don't doubt that we did all those things with you that you've said but now….right now….we love her and that….that fucking abomination of a reality you just described scares the fucking shit out of me"

Sirius snorted, "When was the last time you tried to get Mione to do anything she didn't want to do?"

George paled, his hands gripping the arms of his seat. "Then what the fuck do we do? Because she's not living that again! I won't fucking let her even if we have to lock her in a fucking room for the next five years! I'd rather she was fucking furious with me but safe than whatever the fuck it was she ended up being!"

Ophelia sat in stricken silence, clutching Alex's hand, moulded into Sirius' side, her heart breaking hearing her favourite Uncles try to plan a way to ensure they didn't exist.