Double Trouble

Sweet and quiet Harry and sassy and rambunctious Emily Potter have lived their lives with Sirius Black and Remus Lupin ever since their parents, James and Lily, were killed by Voldemort on October 31, 1981. Now, ten years and a few months later, the twins are getting ready for their first year at Hogwarts. But everything is not what it seems.


1. Birthday Mornings

Mackenzie Potter sat at the kitchen table, glaring at her spoon, as though angry at it for not doing as she told it too. A mound of cereal sat in her bowl, a jug of milk beside it, and the spoon on the other side. For some reason, this simple, silver spoon had her complete and undivided attention, and had apparently had brought her wrath upon it. 

"Kenzie, why don't you stop glaring at that spoon and eat your breakfast." Her guardian, Sirius Black, laughed slightly, not looking up from his newspaper, The Daily Prophet. It was a very strange newspaper, with pictures that moved and words that changed, but it seemed to be completely normal to Sirius, and Mackenzie did not seem surprised when she looked up to see a picture of a man wave and wink at her. 

"It's not doing what I tell it to." Mackenzie complained, glancing at Sirius for a brief moment, before returning her focused gaze to the spoon. 

"It's laying there and being a spoon, what else could you want from it?" Her other guardian, Remus Lupin, asked, setting down a pitcher of orange juice on the table and pouring some cereal into his own bowl. 

"Harry can make his spoon move just by thinking about it," Mackenzie snapped, "So why won't mine when I'm concentrating on it as hard as I can?" 

"I can't make my spoon move just by thinking about it!" Her twin brother, Harry, exclaimed indignantly. 

As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a grating, scratching sound. Harry's spoon was sliding across the table towards him. 

"Oh." Harry laughed nervously. "Oops?" 

Mackenzie's glare shifted to Harry's spoon. 

"Why do you have so much control over your accidental magic?" Mackenzie moaned, still staring at the spoon as though hoping it would explode. 

"Kenzie, his magic is just... different from yours." Remus tried to placate her. 

"Yeah, can Harry hang in the air for nearly ten seconds after jumping off a swing?" Sirius asked. 

"And then not hurt myself when I fall nearly ten feet to the ground?" Harry added around a mouthful of cereal. 

"No, I guess not..." Mackenzie sighed. "But you can move things with your mind! And talk to snakes!" 

"And you can understand and communicate with every other animal you've ever encountered." Harry retorted. "Now shut up and eat your cereal. It's getting soggy." 

Mackenzie glared at her brother for a moment, before finally picking up her spoon and scooping a few slightly soggy Cheerios into her mouth. 

"There we go, that's settled then." Sirius folded up the newspaper. "Now, I have a very strange feeling that something important is happening today. Can you think why that is, Moony?"

Remus thought for a moment. "No, I don't know, Padfoot. I know it's not Christmas, it's too warm for that... Maybe it's Easter?" 

Harry and Mackenzie rolled their eyes, but didn't say anything. 

"No, I don't think so." Sirius tapped his chin. 

"Oh! I know!" Remus lifted a finger. "I think it's your birthday, Padfoot!" 

Sirius shook his head. "My birthday is in November. But I think you're on the right track, Moony. Who do we know who's birthday is in July?" 

"Hm..." Remus scratched his head almost comically. "I'm not sure."

"Kenzie? Har?" Sirius asked. "Do you know who's birthday is in July?" 

"Ours!" Harry and Mackenzie laughed in unison. 

"Oh, that's right!" Remus exclaimed. "Sirius, how could we have forgotten? It's Harry and Mackenzie's eleventh birthday today!"

"Of course!"Sirius shouted. "Moony, we are terrible uncles. We have to do something to make it up to them." 

"How about..." Remus paused for a moment, feigning deep thought. "How about we take them to Diagon Alley and let them pick any one thing they want, from anywhere?" 

"That's an excellent idea, Moony." Sirius nodded. "Kiddos, hurry and eat and we'll leave as soon as you finish." 

"Wait, really?" Harry asked. 

"Really." Sirius nodded again. 

"Anything we want?" Mackenzie asked. 

"From any store in Diagon Alley." Remus added. 

Mackenzie and Harry shared stunned looks, before shoveling the remains of their cereal into their mouths and sprinting out of the kitchen. 


Mackenzie and Harry returned to the kitchen after dressing and combing their hair. Of course, Harry looked as though he'd never brushed his hair in his life, but Mackenzie had hers in her signature hairstyle, combed neatly and pulled to the side with a purple clip. She was also wearing her signature outfit, tidy jeans and a pink sweater. Mackenzie had lots of pairs of identical jeans, and pink sweaters. Harry was wearing jeans with holes in the knees, and a gray t-shirt with a black ring around the neckline and the bottoms of the sleeves. 

Don't let their outfits deceive you. Although Harry generally didn't care what his clothes looked like, he was generally pretty sweet and quiet, doing well in the Muggle primary school that Sirius and Remus had sent him to, and always doing as he was told. And though Mackenzie always dressed neatly and carefully, she was loud, sassy, and rambunctious. She did do pretty well in school, but she was also notorious for being a prankster, and also almost dangerous to be around if angry. Not to mention, it generally took quite a bit of effort to get her to do what you wanted her to. Unless you bribed her with something she really wanted. 

The twins were ready to leave to Diagon Alley, and quite excited, too. As they tromped down the steps to the basement kitchen, Sirius and Remus looked up. 

"Before we go, there's something you two might be interested in." Remus smiled. 

"The mail just got here." Sirius continued. He held out two letters. "There you go." 

Mackenzie took her letter. 

Miss M. Potter

Third floor, Second Bedroom on the right

12 Grimmauld Place


Hands trembling with excitement, Mackenzie broke the wax Hogwarts seal on the back and slid the letter out of the envelope. 

Dear Miss Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl no later than August 3. 

Yours sincerely, 

Minerva McGonagall

Mackenzie looked up from the letter to see Harry just finishing his. Looking at each other, they both set their letters on the table, and began screaming. 

"We're going to Hogwarts together!" Harry shouted. 

"We're going to Hogwarts!" Mackenzie shrieked, jumping up and down. "Together! We get to go to Hogwarts together!" 

"Did you two really have any doubt that you would?" Sirius looked baffled at their response. 

"Well, no..." Harry said, as he and Mackenzie calmed down. 

"But there's always the slight worry that you might not be excepted, isn't there?" Mackenzie finished. "Even if you don't really think you won't make it, there's always that chance." 

Sirius shook his head, still looking baffled. 

Remus laughed lightly. "Well, now we're getting your gifts and school supplies." he said, folding up their supplies lists and putting them into his pocket. "We'd better get going." 

"Yay!" Harry and Mackenzie both shouted, sprinting out of the kitchen again. 

Remus and Sirius followed more slowly.

"They're excited for school shopping," Sirius muttered, shaking his head. 

"Well, it's always exciting for one's first year, isn't it?" Remus shrugged. "Come on, let's not keep them waiting." 

Laughing together, the two best friends headed up the stairs to the entry hall, mentally preparing themselves for the energy this trip was going to take. 

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