"… But it seems that you've already got a way in."
The first twin poked around under a shelf and the whole thing, complete with wall, ground outwards, revelling a confined stone passageway. Miniature ward stones framed the doorway at each corner.
Harry snatched a glance at the ward work as they left. Pretty sloppy and home-made from what looked like thrown away scrap, but it seemed to do the job — very impressive for almost fourteen year olds.
The doorway ground closed again.
Harry frowned. "What would you do if you opened that door and someone was on the other side?"
The second twin turned from where he walked a few paces in front of him. "Oh, that's not a problem, little Slytherin Harry. Trust us."
So, they had some way to know where people were did they? Is that how they found him? That could be horrifically bad.
He ground his teeth, unseen by the Weasley twins advancing ahead of him. This was quickly looking to be a full legilimency and memory wipe job.
They made their way down the secret passageway and out into an unused classroom. They hopped onto desks facing each other. "So," Harry began, waving his wand to cast a privacy charm, much to the surprise of the two red heads, "to what do I owe the honour of such an impossibly improbable visit?"
The twins looked at each other. "That, my dear little Slytherin Harry—"
"—Is a story of many parts."
He crossed his arms. "Well, you can start by telling me why you insist on calling me little Slytherin Harry. I'm not that little you know."
"Ah," said Right twin, his smile rather fixed. "But you are a little Slytherin to us."
"And," continued Left twin, "you are, more importantly, and unquestionably, Harry."
Silence. Ohhhh Bugger.
He tilted his head. "Well, that is my name."
The twins continued to stare at him.
Left twin held up his hand, all fingers stretched out. "Let's see shall we?" He dropped one finger with his other hand. "Several years ago, our dear little sister was besotted with one John Potter." He dropped a second finger. "Then, suddenly out of the blue, she starts hating on him as though he's you-know-who reborn." He dropped a third finger. "Then, just a few months ago, our little saviour bursts in out of the blue and accuses said darling sister of being controlled by dark magic. It then turns out that she isn't being controlled, but she has being getting advanced occlumency training from some unknown person and that this unknown person is called Harry." Right twin took over. "Then, just weeks later, we find out that the much vaunted John Potter, the boy who lived, the vanquisher of you-know-who, has a twin brother—"
"—Imagine how shocked we were—"
"—Indeed, oh brother of mine. Shocked. To find that this boy had been raised by muggles.—"
"—Oh how terrible, we thought—"
"—We shall show him the magic of the magical world, we thought—
"—And then, on the train, we were sitting in a compartment with our good, good friend Lee Jordan, when who should come by, but John Potter from one side—" "—And Harry Potter from the other—" "—And before we know what's happening, the two are at each other's throats."
"—Twin against twin, oh it pains me to see—" "—Yes, oh twin of mine, such tragedy that two who were meant to be together should be pulled so far apart—" "I don't hate John."
The twins stared at him.
"Yeah right, Harry—" "—Pull the other one—" "—It does have bells on." Right twin hopped off his desk. "We can tell, Harry. We're brothers in a family of nine. You think we can't spot when someone is being friendly in a stick-a-dagger-in-your-back kind of way?"
Harry didn't say anything.
"So," continued Right twin, "your name is Harry. The person who taught Ginny occlumency is called Harry. You hate John Potter. Ginny started hating John Potter not long after our parents think this all started. Harry gave Ginny a top of the range broomstick. We saw you flying on the field the other day looking like you've lived on a broomstick all your life. You're supposedly raised by muggles and we find you in the first week of school, hidden in the restricted section of the library, reading books on charms that would give us headaches." "And you have a freakin' invisibility cloak. And you somehow got through the library wards and it wasn't through our secret passage way. We know that."
Left twin swung his legs back and forth. "You, Harry, are Harry. You. Are. Harry."
Harry stared at them. Damn. This would require quite some tap dancing. He kept his face completely blank. "It sounds like this Harry guy is quite an interesting character."
Right twin blinked. "You're still—"
"—Let me finish," he snapped.
Right twin shut his mouth.
He took a moment to collect his thoughts. "Tell me more about this Harry. How do you feel about him?" The twins shared a glance. "Well, we don't really know him, do we?"
"Mostly we want to make sure he's not a dark wizard preying on our baby sister."
Harry tapped his chin. "This Harry person sounds like he's spent a lot of time with Ginny. I imagine to teach someone something like occlumency would take that."
Right twin nodded, slowly. "Yeah, it took us ages, and we have the twin advantage."
Harry's heart fell. Oh shit. They knew occlumency. Even memory charms weren't totally safe then. And what was the twin advantage? He took a deep breath. "What do you know about what Ginny thinks of this Harry person?"
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