The Twin Souls

Ch-2 Fame

31st October 1982

Neville Longbottom knew something was up.

Yes, he did.

His mum and dad weren't the same when they returned from St. Mungo's, with an unknown infant with scars.

Neville looked at Harry Potter, whose eyes lit up with recognition and elation as he saw the unknown guest.

"Who he?"

"Me twin."

Neville did not know that.

The twin of Harry, had a long scar running through his left eye, and another scar running down his cheek. His eyes were dark green, almost black, it was a mix between Harry's eye colour and a lighter shade. His body was skinny, though not malnourished, and he had a lanky figure of a swimmer, unlike Harry, who looked like one of those small seeking figures in those broom game magazines. Harry was a flier. The two had a difference between land and sky.

"Neville."

Neville looked at his mum and ran across the room to hug her leg, she was standing. It was almost a year since he saw her, he was two years, and three months, old by now.

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5th July 1983

Frank Longbottom, even though he was home, had some mental damage. Cruciatus Curse never left the surrounded without damage. Due to this damage, Frank had to retire from being an Auror, with Alice. He knew that it is not necessary to work for him as he had mounds of gold in Gringotts for him, but he had to.

Frank will not feel worthy enough for that until he earned it. So he was going to get another occupation for himself, another one. Guess he has to go back in his life, to let something enter. Frank could always take that offer and become a school governor though, guess he will take it, before the time limit, the thirty-first of August.

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12th September 1984

Four-year-old Harry didn't expect him and Percy to see Hogwarts early.

A week before, Alice Longbottom had received the letters that the Potter twins have been successfully adopted by the Longbottom family, this was to assure that muggles cannot try anything else.

Three days earlier, Albus Dumbledore himself came to Longbottom Manor to improve some defences set on the manor. And to tell them to come to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore looked at Harry and Percy. He said, "Mr Potters, I am happy to say that you will turn out exactly like how your parents wanted. Though, for an important reason, you need to come to Hogwarts. Have you started learning Occlumency?"

Harry and Percy looked at each other. Harry's bright emerald eyes in Percy's dark water like eyes, that could have been mistaken for sea green, met each other. They seemed to look at each other's forehead and reading each other's thoughts, it confused many people but they were doing just that, the benefit of being twin souls.

Hay?

Yes, Percy?

Should we tell him?

Yes, he is not a meany, like a meanie, aunty Bella was.

But I really do not wanna.

We can ask Daddy and tell Mr Albus that we will tell at the magic school.

Okay.

Harry ruffled his untidy jet black hair, which was becoming a habit now, as his hair was disturbing his already weak sight. Harry was a curious and bright boy. When Frank and Alice Longbottom, his now parents, had come back from the magic hospital, they had seen why keeping the twins was a problem. They had even seen that Neville could be left an orphan like the twins if the attacks on them continued.

Frank and Alice started training the twins and Neville from then. They were sent to a muggle self-defence institute in a nearby town.

When the children turned three, their parents started tutoring them Occlumency, mind-defence. And their tutor had been Neville's grandfather, Eugene. (AN: I don't know if this is canon or not, I just searched the name on Neville's grandfather)

Frank and Alice Longbottom were also suggested by Algie Longbottom, Frank's uncle, to teach them wandless magic, what would you expect from an Unspeakable. Frank had hastily assured sometime when they are older, and Algie, since then, held him to it.

Harry said, "Mr Albus, we will ask Daddy and tell at school.

The scarred twin also announced his agreement, " Yes."

Percy's black hair, which looked like the colour of the void, seemed to have a mind of their own, they got even more untidy when Percy seemed to make them look tidy, and always fell to his eyes. Percy's scar that ran through his eyes made Percy look more magical and older. Percy had another scar running down his cheek, and one on his chest.

Even if Percy's scar were more noticeable, they were not as much as noticeable as Harry's thunder scar, as Percy called it. The scar was a lightning bolt.

Albus knew that will never know the answer after the small chasm that had opened in 1982 when Albus had tried to put the twins with their aunt, with whom they will be safer than the Longbottom's. Albus still believed that.

Though Albus will not say that in front of anyone.

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That happened three days ago.

Now, the twins stood with Neville Longbottom, and Augusta Longbottom née Turpin, in the Entrance Hall.

"What are you doing here? This place is for students only!"

Harry looked at a redheaded teenage boy. The redhead walked back a couple of steps.

"You are the Harry Potter?"

Harry nodded not knowing the consequences.

The redhead gasped and stared at Harry's twin. The redhead said, "You are the Percy Potter!"

Percy tilted his head as he does normally when he was confused, that meant many times. Percy was a curious one having inherited his mother on this one.

The redhead trembled and shook his head. The redhead looked at his gold and magenta tie and seemed to make a philosophical comment when he noticed Augusta Longbottom glaring at the boy. He trembled, his tall and healthy frame seemed to dominate Augusta's rather short and thin and delicate frame, but he was rather creeped out by her.

"Oh crap! I am sorry, m'Lady."

"It's okay, Mr.?"

"Weasley. Heir William Weasley."

"Arthur's son?! I didn't expect you to be like this, William. I thought you would know to judge people by their behaviour, not achievements."

"I am sorry. M'Lady, call me Bill if it's okay."

The redhead, now introduced as Bill, looked nervous still, but in a composed and disciplined sort of way. He bowed to the group and moved out of the way after a handshake with Potter twins.

Harry looked back to see Bill, and saw a miniature of Bill, though a little chubby and short, jumping around Bill muttering words like, "Bloody Hell!", "Blimey!" And "Merlin's Great-Aunt, Morgana!"

Neville asked his grandmother, "Granny? Why Billy so nervous around Harry?"

His grandmother said in a frustrated, but collected voice, "It's fame, Neville, fame."