Percy Potter

Chapter Five

I slept throughout the night, though not without a visit from Hecate reminding me that I need to protect Harry and prepare the school for another war. I yawned lightly as I got up, leaving a badger Gizar on my bed. I walked to the bathroom and turned on the lights. My tiredness disappeared like smoke. My face was scarred and anyone could see the broken look in my eyes. I stared at myself sadly, trying to stop the memories. I held a hand to my face, leaning against the counter. For a few moments I thought about ending my life, here and now, but then who would protect Harry? I needed to carry on, if not for myself than for him. I threw those thoughts away and preformed my glamour spell, except this time, hiding most of my visible scars, instead of the Voldemort one. I needed Harry to recognize me if we saw each other. We had already been apart for about fifteen years, I had no idea how he would react, if he would even remember having a twin. Sadly, no glamour could hide my eyes, so I put sunglasses on that I found in one of my bags supplied by Hecate. Not wanting to have to carry all of my items, I unloaded all of my space pockets and packed the items in the empty duffle bags, also curtesy of Hecate, and then placed those in my space pockets. Once everything was packed, I grabbed the key to the room and walked down the stairs to Tom, and handed him the keys. "See ya Percy! Have a good time at Hogwarts will ya?" I smirked at him from behind my sunglasses. "Sure Tom. I'll see you, maybe during the summer? Anyway, goodbye for now!" I walked out, waving, and headed to my destination. King's Cross Station, the pillar in between platforms nine and ten, to platform nine and three-quarters. Harry, here I come.

As soon as I reached KCS on foot, I had no problem reaching platform nine and three-quarters. The only thing I didn't understand was the glares I was getting from everybody I walked past that was a wizard. I just shrugged it off until this girl came up to me, all mightier-than-though like, and stood right in my way. "May I help you?" I didn't understand her attitude. "Well. Can you please stop acting like you're Harry Potter? He's my best friend and we don't need a jokester like you trying to pretend you are him. So take off whatever spell you have on and continue your life as a nobody, thank you. People don't like wannabes." I scoffed. "I'll keep my body, thank-you-very-much. This was how I looked when I was born, this is how I looked when I wasn't in the wizarding community, and this is how I wake up every day. If you have a problem with it, take it up with my parents. They created me, as I'm sure you already know. P.S. I've never seen Harry before anyway." I slipped past her, leaving my last sentence to hand in the air. I can't believe the first student I come across has the audacity to accuse me of being a 'wannabe'. And Harry-the-Ham is my twin! Of course we look alike! I silently steamed as I got on the train. I wanted to search for him, but I thought better of it, what if he was with that girl. She said she was his friend, I hope he's not in the wrong group.... I walked to an empty compartment and sat near the window, facing the station. I took my sunglasses off, because it was too dark in here already. I stared at all of the kids coming on the train, trying to find Harry. Gizar slithered out of my pocket and wrapped himself around my bicep, looking for my lost twin as well. 'Master. I found him.' My eyes whipped over to Gizar and I followed his gaze until I saw me.

Harry's POV

"What 'Mione?" Hermione had been trying to tell me something the whole way here, except Ron kept talking to me, trying to talk about the school year and quidditch teams. "Harry, there's this guy that's trying to be your doppelgänger. Do you know of him?" I looked at her strangely and voiced my thoughts. "What's a doppelgänger?" She sighed, exasperated. "Harry, that's when someone looks exactly like another person, like twins." A chord rang inside me and I couldn't think. Twin. What was so important about that word? I couldn't remember.... Twin.... It was on the tip of my tongue. "Harry?" I looked at Ron questioningly, still not being able to figure out the mystery. "What's wrong Ron?" He shook his head. "Bloody 'ell mate, I couldn't get to you. I thought someone might have put you under a love potion." I snickered at the thought. "If I remember correctly, you were the one under it Ron, not me." He blushed. Hermione and I laughed at his suspense, forgetting about the doppelgänger. Harry? Hazza.... Is that you? I whipped my head around, searching for the owner to the voice in my head. Then, my eyes clashed with sea green ones and I gasped. The boy looking at me looked exactly like me. It was as if he was my twin. Do I.... know you? I looked uncertainly at the boy, trying to remember where I saw him before. He felt familiar.... His hopeful face crumbled, replaced by sorrow. "Yeah. That's the guy." Hermione seemed to have seen the boy. You don't remember... He turned away, tears in his beautiful eyes. He shut the blinds just as I remembered... Percy. Perseus Potter... My twin. My only living relative. I took note of where he was on the train and rushed on board, leaving Hermione and Ron confused with my luggage. I couldn't let him go, I needed to make up with him. Figure out where he had been, try to rekindle our closeness. I had only lived with him for a year, more or less, my memory was still a little hazy. It must have been before Voldemort attacked. That stupid, evil, no-nosed man took apart my family, and now all I have left is Percy. I ran through compartment after compartment, just avoiding the students trying to walk through the isle. Percy was near the end of the train, probably so no one would be near him. I was going to change that.