She is the carrier of an unforgivable blood curse.
Circus, Manor, Cell.
Sold, bought and tortured.
Hogwarts.
An escape from reality.
Henry Adair.
The faithful brother.
David Baxter, Lucius Malfoy, Voldemort.
The sellers, buyers and torturers.
Pain.
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"YEAH, I OBVIOUSLY LOST"
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"You've got to help me"
"What kind?"
"I have to hide, right now"
The two boys looked at each other. People came asking for help like this all the time, but they were usually death eaters.
Something told them that Henry was different.
"Follow us"
Henry let out a breath. Help was finally coming.
He followed the twins to the back of the shop, where he was lead into a small room. He was scared, he was scared that they were lying, that they were going to turn him in.
But they didn't.
"What's your name, mystery man?" asked George, handing Henry a blanket.
Name? I can hardly give them my real name.
"L-Luke"
"Luke....what?"
"It's just Luke"
Fred and George shared confused looks but didn't make a fuss over it. Henry was just happy they bought his lies.
They made a make-shift bed out of multiple blankets, and told Henry to stay there and never come out.
They brought out a first aid kit and cleaned up his face.
"You had some fight, eh?"
"Yeah, I obviously lost" chuckled Henry.
The twins were second guessing their choices. The choice to help Henry. The choice to go this far.
"You eat chicken sandwiches?" asked Fred.
"Yeah sure" answered Henry, realising he hadn't had one in years. Fred handed him two and he stuffed them down in minutes.
"You were hungry"
"Yeah, sorry"
Fred smiled weakly. There was something familiar about Henry, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
It's like they had met before.
"You got any siblings?" Fred asked.
"N-No" he said unsure.
"Parents?"
"No"
There was something off about him. He looked like someone. He spoke like someone.
The twins knew he was lying.
"Well" began George. "You get some rest, and we'll bring breakfast in the morning"
Henry smiled.
"Thank you" he said. "Thank you so much"
"It's not a problem" they both said, closing the door behind them.
They headed back into the shop and closed up. It was bothering both of them.
Where had they seen or heard of Henry?
"He can't stay here" said Fred.
"He needs help"
"He shows up with no backstory, no family and a beaten up face! What if he's a death eater?"
"But he needs help!"
"George he could kill us, kill mum or Ginny!"
George stopped and looked at his twin.
"Fred, we know him, I'm sure of it"
They did. They needed to think. They needed to talk to him, help him.
"That makes it worse!" asked Fred now frustrated. "What if it's polyjuice?"
"Then we'll overcome that when it comes" said George. "For now, we help him. Just like we helped Alice"
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Sorry about the short update, just a small filler chapter but quite important too😏
