Violetta POV
I was drawing late into the night when Sirius came in. I looked up at him then went back to drawing. I heard him sigh and walk over. He then took the quil from my hand and set it down. He then hugged me resting his chin on my head.
"What's wrong pup?" I didn't want to tell him but knew I had to. So I got up and went to my bed then sat on it. He followed and sat next to me.
"The dementors last year. They made me listen to the last moments of mum and dad before they were killed. But there was another part I heard. That once Voldemort got rid of Harry he would take care of me as his own. And that I would be his successor. I can't help but wonder if he knew I would be a powerful witch or not." He pulled me into a hug hearing this.
"Listen pup he may try and make you his successor but that's not who you are. You are a person who cares for everyone. No matter if their magical or not. Pure blood or muggle born. What matters that they are good on the inside. Voldemort only cares about power." Hearing that helped me with the doubts that were running through my head.
"Now get comfortable. I'm gonna sing you our special song. I haven't been able to do it for years." I giggled but did as he said.
I soon fell asleep with an at ease smile on my face. Happy with my life at the moment. And even more excited for the quidditch world cup that was coming up.
Sirius POV
I sighed and looked at her. I wonder what her life would be like if Voldemort didn't go after her and her family that night. But I push that thought away knowing it wouldn't help to fantasize over what could of been. I turned and saw Harry in the doorway.
I got up and went to him. I smiled and gave him aside hug. He returned it half heartily. I glanced at him and saw he was staring at Violetta with a worried look.
"She's strong just like your two parents. And so are you." I heard him let his breath slowly.
"I know, but I just wonder why it's me that is always putting her in danger." I figured he was thinking that. From the little I have been around Harry I could tell if someone he cares about gets hurt he blames himself.
"It's not your fault. It's Voldemort fault. He has this crazy idea that he won't let go of. And he doesn't care who he hurts in the process. Anyone can get hurt, get teared down. But it takes a strong person to get up put themselves back together. Sure anyone can do it but they change. Violetta has been through a lot but that hasn't changed who she is as a person." That seemed to get him thinking.
"You know before we found out we could do magic I always compared myself to her. Because Violetta was the model student. The top of the class. She was the child everyone wanted to have." I chuckled at that knowing that she has helped the Weasley twins a few times.
"That maybe but she has her insecurities, doubts and flaws. And it's ten at night. If you want to get up on time you better get to bed." He nodded and went to bed thinking about what I said. After I knew both were asleep I went to bed hoping they would have a quiet year.
But then I remembered that tomorrow was the twins birthday. I smiled and started to go over everything planned for them. Then I went to bed happy with what I had planned.
Third POV
The twins woke up and went downstairs. There they saw a mini feast there for their breakfast and Sirius with Remus waiting for them. They bolted to them tackling them in a group hug shouting thank you.
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The Potter Twins
RandomWe know the boy who lives story. We know that during that he struggled with Voldemort in the war and before. How he struggled with letting people fight for and protect him. But what if he had a twin? What if that twin went with Harry through fightin...