Hey guys! Thank you all so, so much for all your reviews and your suggestions as to what I should name Harry. I wasn't expecting so many suggestions and was kind of overwhelmed. After a long battle between three of them, I was finally able to make a decision. Anyways, this chapter is a whole lot of mismatched pieces, so sorry in advance if you get confused.


Chapter Three

"I'm scared."

"It'll be alright, you have me after all." Kyouya said, giving his little brother's hand a reassuring squeeze. Tears welled in Takumi's big green eyes. With a sniffle, Takumi wiped the traitorous tears away and let determination set in his gaze instead.

Takumi had spent long months being tutored until he finally had a good enough grasp on Japanese to finally attend school. While he had greatly looked forward to attending school and making friends, he was also terribly frightened. What if he couldn't make any friends? What if they treated him the same as the Dursleys had?

Although the Ootori's had done well to lay to rest his festering doubts, he couldn't quell all of them. It was especially hard when he found out he would not be attending the same class as his brother due to the fact that Kyouya was a year ahead of him.

When they finally arrived at the gates of the school, Takumi felt his insides freeze up. He watched through the window as students clambered through the gates and to the imposing building behind them. Biting his lip, he opened the door and stepped out. Kyouya was beside him now and so was his mother. Their warm smiles comforted him.

So, with a big breath Takumi walked forwards.

"You klutz! Don't scare me like that!"

Takumi winced under his brother's wrath, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry, Nii-chan."

"Sorry?! You jumped off a roof!" Kyouya snapped. "You're lucky you only broke your leg. If you had died, I'd have to resurrect you and kill you again!"

"I didn't know how else to get down, I don't even know how I got up there!" Takumi exclaimed.

"Whatever, just don't do it again, okay?" Kyouya sighed exasperatedly.

Takumi smiled, before tugging Kyouya down to hug him. "I love you, too, Nii-chan."

"Are you okay?" Takumi asked worriedly as he took in Kyouya's black eye.

"Yeah," Kyouya grunted.

"I'm sorry." Takumi whispered, staring at the ground. "You didn't have to do that for me."

"Hey, it's alright, I knew the consequences before I jumped in." Kyouya said. "If that jerk does anything to you again, tell me. I'll make sure he gets worse than just a broken nose next time."

Takumi chuckled as he wiped the stray tears from his eyes.

"Look! Isn't it awesome?"

"It's a stick." Kyouya deadpanned as he examined the other things Takumi had picked up from his shopping trip. His nose crinkled in disgust as he looked upon the strange vials filled with who-knows-what in them. Picking one of the vials up, he nearly dropped it when he saw that it contained eyeballs.

Takumi huffed. "Ruin all of my fun why don't you?"

Kyouya stopped his exploration of potion ingredients and instead went to look at Takumi's new pet owl. "Do you really need an owl?" He asked as he cocked an eyebrow at the bird.

His little brother shrugged. "They told me that owls are a main form of communication there and apparently electronics don't react well to magic so cell phones were out of the question."

"Has Kyouya-sempai been acting weird lately?" Haruhi inquired. She watched curiously as the bespectacled teen strolled away, having finished with the host club that day. She jumped a bit when the twins appeared on either side of her.

"Didn't you hear?" Kaoru asked.

"Hear what?"

"Kyouya-sempai's brother is going to start attending Ouran." Hikaru replied.

Haruhi's eyebrows furrowed together. "Aren't they a bit too old?"

"No, no, no, not them." Hikaru shook his head.

"Kyouya-sempai's little brother is coming to Ouran." Kaoru stated.

"He has a little brother? How come he never talks about him?" Haruhi asked.

"Apparently his little brother has spent a majority of his schooling abroad." Hikaru said, shrugging. "I hear Kyouya's really protective of him."

"Oh yeah, there was that one time in elementary that Kyouya-sempai busted some guys nose for talking bad about his brother." Kaoru added.

"The youngest Ootori coming to Ouran has been the talk of the school for a while, I'm surprised you hadn't heard of it till now." Hikaru chuckled.

Haruhi pursed her lips, becoming flustered. "Well, not everyone has the time to listen to meaningless gossip." She sniffed.

"C'mon, c'mon!" He whispered heatedly as the footsteps grew ever nearer. Finally, after concentrating for so long, the door's lock clicked before it sprang open. And just in time too. The boy slipped in and quietly shut the door just before his pursuer turned down the hallway. He waited patiently, listening intently for the man's footsteps. A sigh of relief passed through his lips when he heard the man continue down into the other hallway, completely surpassing the room he had hidden himself in.

Grinning, he turned and took in the dusty room he had found himself in. Ever since he could remember, his parents had strictly forbid him from going into this part of the house, or more specifically, this room. However, young Daniel Potter was a mischievous sort and could not be deterred from what could potentially be a great adventure.

Unfortunately, it was turning into quite a bust. There was nothing particularly interesting about the room, at least from what he could see. The room had obviously been in misuse for some time, even the house elves seemed to have been kept out of it by the looks of the place. Even rooms they didn't use were cleaned at least once a week by their house elves, but this room had obviously been avoided.

While the room's old dusty furniture was nothing to glance at, the question remained as to why they had forbidden him to enter. From what he could tell, the room was just a nursery. The walls were a pale blue and the carpet beneath his feet was white. There were selves filled with toys and storybooks, a rocking chair in the corner, and a changing table. Last, but not least, were two cribs side by side.

Curiously, Daniel examined the two cribs, pondering when perhaps his ancestors had used this room. The room, despite its disuse, didn't look that old. Could this have been his father's nursery? Possibly, once long ago it was, but what use was two cribs? His father had no siblings. Just when he was about to give up on his circling thoughts, something caught his eye.

A small plaque hung from one of the cribs, glancing out the corner of his eye he noted the other held a similar one. His breath caught in his throat as he recognized his mother's neat handwriting on it.

'Daniel' it proclaimed proudly.

Struck with the realization that this had been his nursery, his eyes darted over to the other crib. There was a terrible pang in his chest as he stared at it, as he contemplated what it meant. Heart hammering in his chest and the sound of blood rushing in his ears, Daniel stepped towards the crib his gaze immediately drawn to the plaque that adorned it. Reaching for it, his hands trembled.


Daniel gasped, nearly dropping the precious plaque when the door swung open. He guiltily turned to face a solemn looking Sirius. While normally he probably would have been begging his uncle to not tell his parents, Daniel found himself unable to speak. His mind whirled, turning this way and that, only to come up with the same conclusion every time: he had a brother.

"Where is he?" Daniel managed to whisper as Sirius gently pried the plaque from his hands and placed it back where it belonged.

It wasn't until Sirius had ushered him from the room, locked it back up and had them heading back down the hallway that he got his answer.

"I don't know."

Oh ha ha ha, I'm so clever with naming Harry's twin Daniel /sarcasm. Actually I hadn't realized until I was done writing it, but who cares right? Daniel is an awesome name.

Moving along, I decided early on that I wasn't going to make James and Lily the bad guys, because while I like twin/wrong BWL stories I personally could never see James or Lily giving up one of their children. And also, I don't like when Harry's twin is made into an arrogant little shit head. For some stories it works, but for mine, I'd prefer him being nice. I've always thought twins had special bonds and I did not want to destroy them for the sake of unnecessary drama. So yea.

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