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The Quidditch Field was a war zone. People were yelling, spells were being thrown in an attempt to stop George's fall, and brooms zoomed to the scene of the crime. The air was thick with panic and Harry found himself rushing quickly to the fallen red-head.
It was obvious that it was worse than the normal Quidditch injury. George was sprawled on the ground, blood rushing from his head and his limbs at awkward angles. His eyes were closed and his skin was pale, a stark contrast to his many freckles. Harry would have thought the boy was dead if it wasn't for the slight rise and fall of his chest.
Fred was by his brother's side in an instant, blue eyes wide with terror, "George! George!" The fallen boy's twin called, falling to his knees beside him. His hands were frozen above his brother's broken body as he tried desperately to find some way to help, but knowing none.
Percy pushed through the crowd and Harry, while he couldn't before, could instantly tell that the third year cared about his brothers, "Who did this!?" Percy yelled, anguish laced in his voice, "Which one of you threw the bludger?"
"It was an accident!" Oliver was shouting back at him, but his own face was pale as he looked down at the first year, "An accident."
"My brother's hurt and someone did it! I want to know who!" The boy demanded angrily.
"Georgie. Georgie, wake up. Please."
"I-I didn't mean to. I swear!"
"It was an accident, Perce. This could have happened to anyone."
"But it didn't! It happened to George!"
"Percy! Calm down!"
Harry felt dizzy with all the shouting going on around him. He backed away from the crowd of angry and worried students and headed towards George, who currently had Fred and Draco hovering over him.
"Head injury, definitely some broken bones. He's breathing, though," Draco was saying, all those years of being Madame Pomfrey's "assistant" paying off, "We need to get him to the Hospital Wing, but we can't carry him in this state."
"Well, what are we going to do?" Fred asked, voice cracking as he gazed down at his brother.
Draco hesitated, "Uh," He murmured before spotting Harry, "Harry! You need to go get someone. Find someone, quickly, and tell them that George is hurt and we need help. Make sure it's either an upper year or a teacher!"
Harry nodded quickly, instantly spinning around and bolting towards the castle. He couldn't help but think that all those years playing Harry Hunting had payed off as he reached the castle rather quickly but to him, it wasn't quick enough. George needed help and he needed help fast.
He ran and ran and ran and ran until he eventually slammed straight into a taller, built body. He stumbled backwards in shock and looked up into the familiar, freckled face of Charlie Weasley.
Terrified, he found himself flailing as he realized that he had no way of relaying the message to the teenager.
"Harry, I'm not good at charades," Charlie said, looking confused as he tried to figure out what Harry was saying, "Why didn't you bring Draco to translate?"
Harry continued flailing, trying to convey what happened without actually saying it.
"Harry, are you okay? You look a little sick. Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?"
His eyes brightened and he quickly pointed at Charlie to get his attention before trying to go off that. He threw his hands in the air, making his hand soar through the air in an attempt to convey 'broom' then "crashed" it toward the ground.
Charlie just blinked at him, "Harry, I have no idea what you are trying to say."
Harry groaned internally, conflicted with himself. If he talked and his Uncle Vernon found out, he would undoubtedly be beaten and would go without food for days once he returned to the luxury of the Dursleys. There was also a rather large chance that he would never be permitted back in the Wizarding World again.
But if he didn't tell, George probably wouldn't get help in time... and they might be too late.
So, after debating for a while, he finally decided on which was more important to him: His own life, or someone who he'd barely known for a few days.
Opening his mouth, he spoke three, hoarse words that made Charlie Weasley freeze with fear.
"George is hurt."
Poppy had just gotten back from the hospital when Charlie Weasley came running in, levitating his brother behind him. She felt the air leave her chest at the state of the child, broken and bleeding, and she quickly ordered the boy to place his brother on the nearest bed.
"What on earth happened?" She demanded, quickly putting a spell on whichever one of the twins it was to tell her what the child's injuries were. She internally groaned at the list that appeared. Those twins just couldn't go one day without getting into trouble.
Charlie bit his lip, face pale, "I'm not entirely sure. I was patrolling the hallway and Harry came running over and he wouldn't talk at first but he finally told me that George was hurt and he led me over to the Quidditch Pitch. Fred said it was a Quidditch accident. They had gotten the school brooms, apparently, and George was hit by a bludger. That's all I know. I told them to stay outside the room for now."
Poppy nodded, quickly summoning a few potions, "Alright, I need you to leave for now. I promise that you will be able to see your brother soon, but I need undivided attention right now."
The Head Boy nodded and quickly walked to the door of the Hospital Wing. Poppy could tell the boy was scared for his brother. She knew that as much as the older teenager picked on his brothers, he loved them deeply
Charlie sent one last look at his brother before closing the door behind him.
Poppy sighed slightly and quickly turned back to one half of the Weasley Twins. She immediately went into her duty, feeding the unconscious child potions and beginning to mend his broken bones.
It didn't help her concentration that her mind was on the fact that she had just called Severus down so they could tell Harry and Draco what she was suspecting.
Severus Snape was not an easy man to confuse, but there were the rare times when he found himself extremely perplexed.
An example of this would be when Dumbledore arrived at his quarters to tell him that Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black had ended up in Azkaban. Considering that they had always been the perfect Slytherins, cunning and sneaky, Severus had been completely confused as to how the two had been caught. He hadn't found out until later that it was only discovered when Theodore Nott SR had been caught and given up Lucius and Narcissa's cover under Veritaserum.
Another example would be when he was buying groceries in a Muggle store and was asked for coffee by a worker at the store.
However, now, he was absolutely bewildered.
Poppy had asked him to come to the Hospital Wing so they could talk to Draco and Harry about the potion they were going to use to, in Severus' case, proof that Draco was not a Potter. However, when he arrived, he found severus students, including his son and one Harry Potter, sitting around a bed containing one-half of the famous Weasley Twins. The boy was very still and pale, bandages clearly visible on several parts of his body. The other twin, Severus could never tell them apart, was sitting directly next to his counterpart and clutching the boy's hand like a lifeline.
"What did you foolish children do this time?" Severus demanded, effortlessly masking his concern with annoyance.
The group jumped, obviously having been too preoccupied with their worry to notice the professor coming in. Draco spun around to face his father and Severus could tell how stressed the child was.
"There was an accident..." Draco spoke quietly, almost barely audible to Severus' ears, "Fred and George decided to organize a Quidditch Match and Harry and I, along with Percy, were watching. A bludger hit George in the chest, though, and he was pretty high up. He got hurt... bad."
Looking at his son's terrified face, Severus swallowed his pride and allowed his face to soften in front of his students, "I'm sure he'll be alright, Draco."
If the student's wide eyes and surprised expressions were anything to go by, they hadn't been expecting that response. He was rather glad about that, but not about the fact that his students has seen him... soft.
"Nevertheless, Poppy has asked for me to come down. We need to talk to you and Harry about something important."
He saw Poppy nod out of the corner of his eye from where she was finishing up tending to a sixth year Gryffindor who had come down with a Muggle Flu.
Draco and Harry both raised their eyebrows in unison, making Severus cringe internally, but followed the man to the back room with Poppy.
Harry wasn't sure what was going on, but he was nervous. Had they found out that he had spoken? Were the going to send him back to the Dursley's and let them give him his punishment? Surely not. After all, they calling Draco as well.
Wringing his hands nervously, he sat down in a nearby chair and looked down at his hands. He hoped Charlie hadn't told on him. He knew that if he had to do it again, he would help George in an instant, but he was terrified of the consequences now.
"What is it, Dad?" Draco questioned curiously, skin still pale from the event they had witnessed. He sat in the chair next to Harry stiffly, looking worried.
However, it was not Draco's father who responded, but Madame Pomfrey.
"I am... curious about something. A few recent events have led me to believe that not everything is as it seems. You see, after Harry arrived, a began to notice some things. The first one was that both of you share a birthday."
Draco's eyes lit up in the childhood amazement that could only come when one found out they were birthday twins with someone.
Harry just listened to her nervously.
"Then, however, I realized that you two were allergic to the same thing. And the last weird thing I noticed was the connection between you two. You see, Fred and George have the same thing."
Harry's eyes were lighting up with understanding now. Draco just looked lost.
"I did some research and... Well, I found some rather unusual things that have... become rather suspicious. You see, when Draco was born, he was born very early." She now looked over to Draco, "Three months early, actually. However, your parents never went for help, and you were perfectly healthy."
Draco tilted his head in confusion, "Um, no offense, but what does that have to do with anything?"
"I'm getting to that," Madame Pomfrey said, shaking her head slightly at Draco, "Now, on the same day, Harry's mother went into labor. However, contrary to popular belief, you were not an only child."
Harry looked shocked, mouth falling open, but no words came out.
"You were born as a twin to Alexander Charlus Potter. Documents show that both of you were reported fully healthy at birth, but when a mediwitch went to check on you two, she found Alexander... dead."
Harry couldn't help but feel sadness. He hadn't ever known his brother, or even knew he had a brother, but the fact that there was another family member of his that was gone made his chest hurt. He looked down at his hands.
"Madame, I'm sorry but I still don't understand," Draco said slowly.
Madame Pomfrey sighed and grimaced, "Oh, this is harder than I thought it would be," She murmured to herself.
Draco looked over to his father and raised his eyebrows, but all his dad do was glower at Madame Pomfrey. It was obvious he wasn't going to say anything, though.
"Alright, I don't know anything for sure. I just... need your permission to make sure there's not a crime that has been commited that we've missed for years. Draco... I think you're father might have kidnapped you, and you're actually Alexander Potter."
Author's Note: I am SO sorry that this is so short. I promise you that I meant for this to be longer, but I was having a really hard time writing that last scene and I thought that that was a pretty good place to end a chapter. I love cliff hangers, can't you tell?
Guys! Harry talked! I know a lot of you said in your reviews that you wanted him to talk and I'd been planning this chapter for a long time, so, yay!
And George is okay, just broken right now. Madame Pomfrey will fix him all up, though! Don't worry, she knows what she's doing.
Anyway, be sure to look forward to some Draco and Severus hurt/comfort in the next chapter. I might possibly even have a Harry/Severus scene. (I know that I keep promising them, but the story keeps turning in different ways. My mind keeps avoiding it for some reason. Don't worry, it's coming) XD
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