Which one?

‘Honestly Reggie! Couldn’t you have waited for a couple more minutes?’ Hari said, grumbling as he stepped out of the house. ‘I was in the middle of something important! No need to yell so loud that the locals would be able to hear!’

Regulus rolled his eyes. ‘Sorry, I found something interesting witten on the pillar.’

Hari blinked a couple of times. ‘I also found something that could be of use.’

‘Okay then, tell me what it is.’

‘No, you tell me first.’

‘You first, I insist.’

‘No you say.’

‘I insisted first, you say.’

‘Well, I insisted second, so you say!’

‘That doesn’t even make any sense! You say first!’ Regulus exclaimed while pinching his nose.

‘You say first, I’ll say second. It will take me sometime to explain this.’

Regulus let out a huff. ‘Fine, come here, there’s something written on the pillar.’

During the Wizarding War, the last of the Potters went into hiding to protect their only child. On October 31st 1981, You-know-who was defeated by one-year-old Chandra Potter and was henceforth referred to as the boy-who-lived, however, the pyretic victory cost James & Lily Potter their lives.

This memorial is placed directly in front of the house You-Know-Who was defeated in and where James and Lily lost their lives. Unfortunately, the house could not be seen as it is under the fidelius charm and therefore could not be seen by witches and wizards.

(However, this memorial has been charmed so only muggles would not be able to see it.)

‘Do you think it is written about you? And they wrote your name wrong?’ Regulus asked after Hari stopped reading.

Hari shook his head. ‘No, they aren’t.’

‘How do you know?’ Regulus asked, his eyes widening. ‘Are you starting to remember your past life? But if you did.’ Regulus paused and looked at his fingers. ‘You should have been… only a year old! There’s no way you remember something like that!’

Hari sighed. ‘Don’t be an idiot, I still don’t remember my past life and even if I did, there is no way I remember all that. I was a baby for crying out loud!’ Harri shoved the small box into Regulus’s hands. ‘This box has letters inside it, It’s from people my parents used to know. I haven’t gotten far but I read a sentence somewhere that said that me and Chandra were twins.’

Regulus opened the box. The first thing he found was a piece of paper with the house’s address written on it. ‘¼ Hemingway Lane, Godric’s Hollow?’

‘Ya, that’s the address.’ Hari said, nodding his head

‘Why didn’t you say so earlier! It’s really easy to remember!’ Regulus said.

‘Are you serious?’ Hari said. ‘I did tell you that! 22 times! You never remembered after a few seconds but now you do?’

‘I don’t know! This is a mystery. Your entire past is a huge mystery! I want to go and check out some other properties nearby, maybe someone will be there and would be happy to see us and tell us the orphanage was a mistake and- whoa what is that!’ Regulus said pointing at the house.

‘That’s the house I was talking abou- wait, you can see it too!’ Hari said with excitement coloring his voice.

‘Where the HELL did the house come from?’

‘What are you talking about? It was always there.’ Hari said, talking the box from Regulus’s hands and placing it in his satchel which he brought with him. ‘Listen, there’s a graveyard a little bit from here. I want to go there, I’m sure my parents are buried there and I wanna see them before we go somewhere else. We could talk while we go there.’

‘Okay, so let me get this straight. You say that you had a brother right? A twin who is somewhere in this world but you don’t know where. Your parents made some prat named Peter Pettigrew or whatever as your secretkeeper, you have some uncle who is dirt poor and is also a werewolf, there is a ‘Sirius Black’ your parents knew who could potentially be related to me and your parents had a cat named crookshanks.’ 

Hari nodded his head. ‘Ya, That’s it.’ They had been walking for only a few minutes but it felt like eternity, ‘I still can’t believe it.’ he said biting his lips, he had a thoughtful expression on his face.

Regulus nodded. ‘Ya you know? Who thought werewolves existed. But then again, if witches and wizards exist, it’s not hard to believe werewolves exist, I’m pretty sure that means vampires, mermaids and unicorns exist too!’

‘What? No! I was talking about how my parents had a cat! His name was Crookshanks!’ Hari said excitedly.

‘Out of all the things in the box that’s what caught your attention? Priorities Hari!’ Regulus said with an exasperated look on his face.

When they reached the graveyard, they searched and searched the rows of tombs for Hari’s parents final resting place. They were about to give up when they finally found it.

It was a solid slab of white marble with golden fringes made for the both of them. Regulus could go on for hours and hours on how beautiful it looked. However, that was not what caught Hari’s attention.

‘KITTY!’ He yelled as he picked up the mangy and malnourished lion off of his parents grave. ‘What are you doing on top of my parents joint tomb? Hey Reggi? Doesn’t she look adorable?’

‘Um Hari? I think it’s a he.’ Regulus said, pointing at the place in between the cat’s legs.

‘Isn’t he adorable? What are you doing on top of my parents joint tomb? It must have been very uncomfortable for you and- OH WOW! Reggie! I think this is Crookshanks!’

‘What? NO!’

‘Yes! It was written in one of the letters that he had a white circle birthmark on his front left paw! LOOK!’ True to his word, it was there. ‘Let’s take him with us!’ Hari said excitedly.

‘What? NO!’ Regulus said. ‘Look at it! It looks like it was run over by a bus and then ran into a wall! It’s dirty! What breed is it anyways?’

Hari shrugged his shoulders. ‘I dunno, the letters said he’s part Kneazel. Whatever that is.’

Regulus sighed. ‘Hari, we can’t take him with us. The matron won’t allow us to bring animals to the orphanage.’

‘But!’ Hari gave him his legendary puppy dog eyes, but it was no use. Regulus would not move an inch, at last, Hari sighed. ‘Fine, could you please give me some time to say goodbye to crookshanks and also to talk to my parents? Alone? Please?’

Regulus sighed and nodded his head, Then he left.

Hari looked at his parents grave as he stroked Crookshanks. There were thousands of thoughts running through his head. About Crookshanks, about his twin, about Regulus but most importantly, about his parents.

What would it have been like if they were alive? 

Would Hari have grown up with his brother?

Or would they have sent him away so they could spend more time with his brother?

Were they nice people?

In the letters that he read, they sounded like good people. Hari desperately wanted to believe that they would have loved him as much as his brother even though he didn’t do anything awe inspiring like killing the Dark Lord. He wanted to believe that they would have had a perfect life together. If the terrorist wasn’t after them, would they have had the perfect life?

Maybe.

He wanted them to be alive but at the same time he was relieved that they were dead. It was because they were dead that he came to the orphanage and met Regulus.

Hari felt sharp pangs of guilt pierce him. He shouldn’t be thinking like this, he shouldn’t be thankful that his parents were dead. They were dead and because they were dead, he was left at the orphanage. He was treated like a freak there.

But even though he was treated badly. He felt at home, he felt loved, he felt wanted. Not by the orphanage but by Regulus, someone like him. Regulus became an older brother to Hari. Someone Hari could look up to when he needed help.

Hari looked at Crookshanks, it wasn’t fair for the cat was it? He was just like him in some ways but unlike Hari, he never found a home. He doesn’t have anyone to cuddle him during thunderstorms, doesn’t have someone to talk to, doesn’t have someone to lean on.

Crookshanks deserved a home.

‘Come on Crookshanks.’ Hari whispered as he opened his satchel. He placed Crookshanks inside the bag. ‘Please keep quiet. No one can know that you are here. I could get into a lot of trouble.’

After securing the bag and making sure Crookshanks was comfortable inside it. Hari bid his parents farwell and walked up the winding cobblestone path to meet Regulus who was standing right outside the iron gates.

‘Are you done Har?’ 

Harri nodded his head.

Regulus signed. ‘Don’t be like that. It was for the best, Ms. Adams would kick Crookshanks out the second she laid eyes on him, she hates cats and you know it. Besides, you would have gotten in a lot of trouble.’

‘Okay.’ Hari said as Regulus extended his arm to call the Knight Bus.