Isabella did not want kids. She'd decided that when she agreed to become nanny to her best friend's son's children. Monsters. No one, not even Albus Dumbledore, could control the pair; they were just like their grandfather. Another vase crashed and Isabella sighed.
"Sirius Black, get your big butt in here now and help me!" No sooner had she shouted for Sirius then a soft toy of a dragon hit her head.
"What's wrong Izzie? Can't handle two innocent four-year-olds?" Sirius joked; a rather hard toy broomstick hit him. "Shit!" Another object, this time a thick children's book, hit him.
"Don't swear!"
"What dose shit mean?" The two adults looked down to find the monsters-I mean children staring up at the adults. The one whom had spoken was the elder twin, Hope, she held no rebalance to her father, Harry, her hair was sleek and shoulder length blonde, her skin rather pale and her eyes were silver-grey with flacks of green. The second was her twin, Truth, the two looked nothing alike. Truth's hair was shoulder length, but black and wild, her skin was a creamy colour and here eyes were green with flacks of silver-grey. Hope was cunning and could easily wriggle her way out of trouble. Truth was lively and fun; she was always in trouble and had a knack for pranks. Over all the two were partners in crime.
"It's a dirty word which is never to be used." Isabella told the girls, glaring coldly at Sirius.
"If it's a dirty word, then how come Uncle Sirius used it?" Hope asked, Truth nodded at her sister's statement.
"Coz your Uncle Sirius is an idiot."
"True." Hope smiled.
"Hey!" Sirius protested when the front door opened.
"I'm back!" The twins ran out of the room, knocking a table and lamp over.
"DADDY!" Harry was knocked over by the two twins attacking his legs.
"Hey girls." He kissed their cheeks. "Shouldn't you two be in bed?" Sirius and Isabella walked in, after fixing the broken things.
"They wonted to wait up for you." Isabella picked up Truth while Sirius helped Harry up.
"Uncle Sirius taught us a new word!" Truth grinned. Sirius shook his head at the young twin.
"That can't be good." Harry smiled.
"Shit!" Truth smiled happily.
Harry turned slowly to look at his godfather. "Hehe, cute." Sirius smiled weakly.
"Sirius…" Harry glared.
"Y-y-yes Harry?"
Draco usually spent his Monday's working, but today he was sitting at Blais awaiting the news.
"Well Draco, after one day I've found out this." He tossed a file to Draco. "Potter has been careful not to let anything slip to the public."
Draco opened the file and found a photo clipped to the front of Harry. His birth records, school record, OWL results, his Quidditch record, ect. "So did you find out what he did after leaving England?"
"Yea, apparently he left to Australia with his Godfather Sirius, he meet Isabella, a friend of his mother, he hired her as a nanny for his twin girls-"
"Wait, he has kids!"
"Yeah, there's a picture of them." Draco pulled a picture, moving of course, of two three-year-old girls, both complete opposites in looks, holding a beaming Harry's hands at a Quidditch match; obversely Harry's team had won.
"I thought Harry was in Aroura training?"
"He was, he was halfway through training here in England but when he went off to Australia he took twelve months off any work, and then got into the Australian Quidditch team."
"So he went to Australia?" Draco asked, flipping through more papers.
"Yep, he's back for the match between England and Australia."
"The girls, what are their names, and who's the other parent?"
"The blonde is Hope and the other is Truth, and nobody knows who the other father is."
"So Harry-"
"Gave birth, yea."
"Why doesn't anyone know who the other father is?"
"Like I said, Potter knows how to keep secrets."
'What are you hiding Harry?' Draco mused, flipping through another page.
"Daddy, are we staying in England?" Truth asked. Harry was tucking in, well trying, the twins, but they seemed to be on a sugar high.
"No Truth, we're going to Australia after the match." Harry picked up a discarded book,wink, wink, and placed it on a bedside table.
"Why not?" Hope inquired, sitting up to look at her dad.
"Because we live in Australia, why don't you like Australia?"
"Yea but, people here have our voices-"
"You mean ascents."
"Yea aksempts, anyway it's easier to understands them." Truth finished.
Harry smiled down at them. "Tomorrow we're going to meet my old friends, Ron and Hermione."
"Who da hell are they?"
"Hope! Watch your language!"
"Sorry daddy."
"Good night girls, Hope give me that sugar."
"Dam!"
"Hope!"
"Sorry."
"Good night girls."
Yawn. "Night daddy."
Harry left the two girls, after making sure they were asleep, and sat down in the lounge room with Sirius and Isabella.
"You know Harry, Dumbledore sent an owl today; he wants to meet us all for lunch on Wednesday." Isabella informed him handing Harry a glass of Fire Whiskey.
"Really, wonder what he wants?" Harry took the offered fire whiskey and sat back.
"You know Harry, he's not the only one you should see-"
"Save it Izzie, I'm not going to see him."
"And why not? He has a right to know Harry!" Isabella stood up, whispering angrily down at Harry.
"Because I'll be gone as soon as the match is over."
"He still should know Harry." Sirius advised lightly.
"I know." Harry mumbled, drowning the glass of fire whiskey.