The Emerald Twins

AGE 14

"Victor Krum!" Albus Dumbledore called, smiling over at the Drumstrang Students.

"Fleur Delacour!" He yelled, smiling at the Bouaxbatons seated at the Ravenclaw table.

"Cedric Diggory!" He beamed a smile towards the Hufflepuff table.

A fourth paper came flying out of the fire. "Charles Potter!" Dumbledore yelled.

Harry quickly scanned the Gryffindor table and saw his pale twin shaking in his seat. Harry stood up from his seat at the Ravenclaw table, drawing all eyes on him.

"Charles is under aged. Meaning that he cannot compete" He ignored the cries of protest, only looking at Charles thankful smile.

"There is a binding contract!" Crouch Senior yelled, face turning red.

"The binding contract can only be completed if Charles willingly entered his name into the Goblet, and judging by his pale form, i am willing to bet that he did not, in fact, enter willingly." and with that, Harry sat back down, ignoring the stares of the Hall.

- Time Skip -

"He's back! Voldemort's back!" Cedric Diggory screamed, holding the Tri-wizard cup in his bleeding grasp.

Harry quickly ran towards his friend, and cast a series of healing spells on the Hufflepuff. "There you go Ced" Harry whispered, not noticing his brothers thoughtful stare.

- Final Battle - (I'm going to make them 15)

Magical creatures of all beings were at the Battlefield. Vampires, Werewolves, Wizards, Witches, Pixies and House Elves of all ages.

Standing in the middle of the Fallen was Voldemort himself. he had a wicked gleam in his red eyes. "Charles Potter" He whispered, voice carrying over the battlefield, causing many to pause and watch.

"Are you ready to meet your fate" Voldemort asked with a cold laugh.

"Expelliarmus!" Charles yelled in reply.

Voldemort cast a quick shield, and responded with "Avada Kadavra"

Charles jumped out of the way. "Bombarda!"

"Crucio!" Voldemort hissed.

Charles moved out of the way but tripped on a rock.

"Avada Kadavra!" Voldemort shouted.

Everybody watched in a baited breath as the killing curse got closer and closer towards The-Boy-Who-Lived.

"CHARLES!" Harry screamed, running towards his twin and jumping in front of the killing curse. They watched in awe as the killing curse hit Harry, then shot towards Voldemort, Killing him for the last time.

"Charlie!" James called, running up to Charles with a grin on his face. Not noticing his other son. "I'm proud of you" He grinned, clapping Charles on the back.

"No" Charles whispered, looking down in shock.

"What was that?" James asked, holding a hand to his ear looking confused.

"NO!" Charles sobbed, falling to his knees. "Wake up! Wake UP!" He screamed, throwing his head back, letting out cries of sadness. "Harry! Harry wake up!" Charles cried, bringing his head to Harry's chest.

James looked down at his fallen son, realization dawned on his face.

"Harry" James whispered, reaching down to touch his oldest son.

"DON'T TOUCH HIM!" Charles screamed, Eyes lit with anger and rage. "YOU DID THIS TO HIM! IF YOU DIDN'T IGNORE HIM HE WOULDN'T HAVE PROTECTED ME!"

"Protected?" Lily repeated.

"Harry was the real Boy-Who-Lived" Charles said, spiting the stupid name.

"H-he couldn't have been. he was as good as a squib" James said.

"You could do wandless magic, remember darling" Lily reminded.

Charles shook his head. "Harry was the one who taught me. Everything you ever praised me for was because of Harry. My manners, my skills. If i didn't have Harry i would have been brought up as a reckless, spoilt snob who couldn't do jack shit!" and with that, he spun on his heels, appearating to his favorite place in the world.