The Potter Lost In A Hurricane

5. A Talk

Harry POV

Mrs Weasley was acting strange. I don't know why but she seemed to be on an edge since I brought up Percy. Ginny also looked nervous for some reason.
Once everyone was done with their breakfast Mrs Weasley magicked the dishes into the sink and lead me to Charlie's old room to talk to him.
"Harry what I'm about to tell you will be a bit of a shock." Mrs Wesley started as she closed to door, " you'd best sit down."
"This is about my dream isn't it?" I asked. " You stated acting strange after you changed the subject."
"Well, yes. Now don't be upset at what I'm about to tell you but we kept this from you, only for your safety." Mrs. Weasley told me in a soft voice meant to comfort me but only made me nervous.
"You're going to tell me that I'm not an only child. That I had a brother, a twin in-fact. Called Percy, just like in my dream."
"You- you knew?" I had shocked Ron's mum out of her mind. So I just gave a small nod.
"Yeah. I only just firing out. No books mention him. So I just kept quiet." I gave her an answer.
She sat in shock at what she didn't need to tell me and took a deep breath of relief. Then she turned to me again "We all really wanted to tell you Harry-" she started.
"So why didn't you? It couldn't have hurt me." I said, getting defensive.
"Well, would you want you-know-who going after the both of you? You could have tried to contact him. Or he could contact you, would you both be in danger! Magic would have drawn you too together even faster, if he is still alive. It will now that you know, that's for sure. Of course that's if he is still breathing."
"Percy's not dead."
Mrs Weasley waited a few seconds before saying "Harry dear, you haven't seen Perseus since you were 6. And you said he vanished? How can you be sure?"
"Percy is my twin brother. I would know." I said.
I heard a gasp and shuffling outside and just assumed that Ginny was listening. She was always mischievous, so I wouldn't be that surprised. She also probably knows I will just end up talking to her about it anyway... thought I wish she didn't eavesdrop.
"How did you find out Harry?" Mrs. Weasley said.
I gathered up some courage and told her, "I spent 5 years of my life at Private drive with him. Then after the hurricane..."
"The one from your dream?"
"Yeah. That's the one. I forgot about him. He vanished and I just couldn't remember. I remembered again, only for a minute, when I... in May." I thought back to the forbidden forest,. "Then it all started coming back to me in in July. I just didn't want to say anything. I thought that...I was making it all up. I woke up one day full of memories I don't remember making and I panicked and put it off. But I knew it had to be real because nothing was making sense until I remembered him."
"Well, he is real Harry.

Ginny POV

After my mom and my Harry left to go talk I manejes to convince my brother and Hermione to listen in on the conversation. We would most likely find out later, so what's the harm in getting some early information? We heard mum tell Harry something about not saying something for his well-being and how Harry should have known that he was a twin. I think we were all shocked when we heard, nobody had even mentioned the name 'Perseus Sirius Potter' until today. As soon as Harry said that, Hermione left feeling she would be caught (and having Englands loudest gasp of shock ever was not going to help her fantasies), Ron and I followed shortly after hearing that Percy was alive. I knew it was time to leave when Harry spoke of how he suddenly remembered Percy. I could tell he was ending the conversation.

Hermione and Ron were hunched over, whispering to each other. When they saw me walk in Mione turned to me, "I havent done that since Hogwarts and it still just gives me information I don't know how to deal with."
"Why do you reckon Harry never said anything?" Ron asked.
"You heard him, he didn't remember."
"But when he did remember." Ron said.
"I dunno," Hermione started "I bet he thought he was making it all up. You don't remember someone and then all of a sudden you have these memories of when you were younger that you've never remembered at all before. And this whole new person who seems awfully important."
We heard footsteps and I quickly jumped to another chair, it would be suspicious if we all were conspiring. I grabbed a book and tried to open to a random page to make it look like I was reading. Then I thought "this is stupid I would never read 'a guide to a wizards garden'" and began to braid my hair and get it out of my face.
Harry and my mum came down and into the living room.
"Mum, when are Fleurs cousins coming?" I asked.
"The 18th of August." She said.
"It's summer, this whole month to me is a Tuesday." I said. Harry smiled a bit.
"That's today." Harry said.
"Well then we'll just need to do chores even faster." Mum said with a smile, much too enthusiastic for anyone's liking.
Ron groaned.

Harry and I were sent to degnome the garden while Ron and Hermione were doing whatever they were doing.
"Harry?" I asked.
"Mmh" he said back
"What did my mum want to talk to you about?"
"My mum and dad, and my family.  She said my dream reminds her of my dad, going to touch the murex. Just, being brave." Harry lied. Well, I couldn't be that mad. This all seemed very personal.
"What's a murex?"
"A sea creature. It's shell flew through the window." He said.
"How do you know that? It was a dream and you remembered practically everything. " I asked curios
"I don't know. I looked at it and I knew what it was. Like the way you look at a tree. You just know it's a tree because you looked at it." He grabbed a gnome and started to swing it over his head, brushing his jet black hair out of his eyes revealing the top rim of his glasses frames.
We swung a couple more gnomes in comfortable silence with the occasional grunting and protest of a gnome.
"Harry" I started cautiously "I- please don't get mad but I know."
"Know about?" He looked me, his face was scrunched up as he was thinking. I mumbled exactly what I knew.
"Sorry, but what?" Harry asked me to repeat.
"I know about...Percy."
He was quiet for a bit.
"Did you listen in on my conversation with your mum?"
"Harry I just heard you say you had a brother and that you thought you made him up. Then I went back to the family room to do my hair."
"I figured. I heard you gasp and I heard shuffling. But I would have told you anyway."
"Yeah, but still, I'm sorry. Do Ron and Hermione know?" I asked, knowing full well that they do. But I wasn't going to stop from having a bit of chaos. I did grow up pranking almost the entire house.
"No. I figured I would tell them later, once were done with the degnomeing." Harry said. I could already feel the awkwardness of a conversation that a) hasn't happened and b) I won't be apart of.
"That sounds delightful."
"What? Did you just say delightful?"
"Yeah, so?"
"You sound like your mum when she talks about dinner at Grimmould Place." Then in a terrible impression. "'well this was delightful. Thank you."
"Thank God your looks are better than your voice acting skills." I laughed. It was really the worst impression.