A Potter for Each

Summary: WBWL, After believing his brother to be dead for three years Alex discovers that his twin Harry is in fact alive and a deatheater. When Harry unwillingly answers his question of why how will the supposed Boy Who Lived react, has the world's actions come back to kill them all? Dark!Harry

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Chapter two: Lost Potter

The group of eleven-year-olds walks in two straight lines behind Professor McGonagall. My past self snickering with Ron about the amazed looks on the faces of the kids surrounding us...

...Not everyone was special enough to be a constant visitor of Hogwarts before they were eleven after all...

Alex pointedly ignores the look of absolute wonder and hope on his twin's face. But I see it now and it feels like a slap in the face...

....Unlike me, Harry would have LOVED all the extra training Professor Dumbledore put me through. There's no way he would have tried to ditch a single lesson or ignore the work the teachers had assigned like I had.

This Harry is as different from Alex as the death eater version in the future is from me. Alex, crimson hair cut short with his bangs cut parted to proudly show off the scar that marked him as the Boy-Who-Lived, hazel eyes shining in excitement even if he already knew where he would be sorted since all Potters were Gryffindors, wore robes of the finest quality materials as his already slightly muscled body shone with the self-confidence it portrayed. Harry, on the other hand, wore second-hand robes that were big on his small frame and easy to trip on thus slowing him down. His emerald eyes were wide in wonder and fear, hands shaking as the fidgeted with his rolled up sleeves seeming empty without a book, long messy black hair reached his shoulders and his bangs shielded both his scar and eyes from the view of those not truly looking. Seeing his glasses I suddenly realize that Harry no longer wears them and wonder why for a second until the true meaning of the scene hits me like a ton of bricks and I wish not for the first time that I hadn't let my "Gryffindor idiocy", as Snivelous likes to call it, take over before I had thought this through. Wasn't it enough to have been through all his betrayals once already?

Did I really have to watch him destroy everything a second time?

Alex gets called up and the sorting hat barely touches his head before it shouts "GRYFFINDOR!". He runs over to the overdramatically cheering table with a huge smile on his face and makes sure to save a seat for Ron and Harry. I remember thinking that my twin and I could finally become as inseparable as Fred and George were since there would be fewer distractions here to take Harry's attention from me.

"Potter, Harrison"

Whispers fill the hall, whispers I hadn't noticed the first time around as I had been too busy watching no one but my other half. Murmured questions that made me wonder if anyone had actually known Harry existed before this. But that was impossible, of course people had known about my twin. He was a Potter after all and related to the Boy-Who-Lived. Even muggleborns should come into the wizarding world knowing him.

Alex gives a bright smile and thumbs up gesture to his nervous little brother who smiled shakily back in return. The hat is placed on his head by a shocked looking McGonagall. Why is she so surprised? Why are some of the teachers looking like a muggle who had just seen a ghost? Harry wasn't a ghost. He never died. After all, I was famous because I had protected my little brother from Voldemort when we were younger.

Not that I seem to have been successful once we grew up....

About three minutes later the hall goes deathly silent and Alex's hazel eyes fill with a hurt that quickly turns to anger. My head bowing in acknowledgment of the horror taking place. Tears slide down my cheeks as I lose my baby brother for a third time...

"SLYTHERIN!"

Hey everyone!

I believe it's been a while since I put an author's note down here and I'm sorry this installment is so short. However, I wanted to ask you all three things:

How do you like the story?

Do you have any suggestions for the future of this story? Really, your input helps my writer's block/too many ideas at once problems.

Can someone explain to me just what a Beta is? I find myself lacking in knowledge of that subject and one of my friends made a passing comment about how I should probably get one.

Thanks for your support and I hope you liked this chapter. Until next time....

.....Bye!