Unexpected Inheritance [REWRITE]

Chapter Four: The Twins

After Harry had port keyed into the Potter residence, he had been swarmed by excited house elves, happy to have a new master around. Having no idea the truth about the young master James they had seen grow up. Since Griphook had taken over for most of Harry's things, his mail was getting to him and he was able to send mail out, though he couldn't use Hedwig, the snowy owl was too recognizable.

The head house elf was a small female elf named Mini, she was very much a mother hen sort and as soon as she had seen Harry, she had gone full on mother mode. Mainly worried about how thin Harry was. So, Harry under her guidance was put under a strict diet.

After a few days, Mini finally let Harry out of her clutches; he did eventually make his way back to Diagon Alley to get his school supplies. What he wasn't expecting when he got there, was to see the gaggle of red headed blood traitors. Sure, Harry hadn't wanted to see them quite yet, and the sight of the twins almost made him cry. But he knew that this was a chance to mess with them.

He did decide, before doing that, to quickly duck back home and write a letter for the Twins, he couldn't not take this chance to let the Twins know something was up. If they already knew, then the better, but Harry wanted to make sure they knew. He made it quick since he didn't want to miss this opportunity and headed back to Diagon Alley.

Now, since Harry had learned everything, he had gotten smarter, and he already had a plan. He knew that Molly had no idea that Harry knew, and neither did Dumbledore, and that's what Harry needed to stay the same. He couldn't be seen or well recognized quite yet. Don't get him wrong, he's smart, but not the best.

He was trailing the family, trying to keep a good distance so that he wouldn't be recognised. He had managed to trip Ron a few times, and he had made Molly face plant some ice cream which was hard to stifle the laughter to not be detected.

What he wasn't expecting was to be picked up by a duo of redheads and carried away before he could let loose any more chaos. Harry looked up to see Fred and George, both highly amused at Harry's antics just as much as Harry had been.

"Since when does Harry dearest prank in public?" Fred asks with the biggest grin on his face.

"Good one with the ice cream by the way." George laughs.

"One- thank you. Two- since now." Harry huffed, just a little disappointed that he had been caught by the two.

"Awh you pouty that you were caught?" George grins pinching Harry's cheeks.

"Poor whittle Harry." Fred joins in also grinning.

"Let me gooo." Harry whines.

"Never." Both twins say in unison.

Harry huffs trying his best to glare at the two, but he was failing miserably. He loved the twins too much to stay angry at them for too long anyways. That's about when Fred noticed the stitch marks around Harry's neck and became increasingly worried, and through the power of twin telepathy, George also became aware of the marks.

"So you gonna tell us what happened?" Fred decided to ask, concern lacing his voice.

"Huh?" Harry asked trying to act dumb but both boys gave him disbelieving looks. Harry sighed knowing he's not getting out of this. "How long do you have till Molly wants you back? Cause it's a long story that includes a trip to Gringotts."

"Oh she told us to just get home before dark." George says even more worried now then he had been before.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, that should be enough time to get the twins to Gringotts. He didn't know how they would react, but they would probably have to go back to the Weasley's despite being about to know everything. Or well as close to everything as Harry can get. Harry quickly grabbed the twins by a hand each and dragged them to Gringotts, being careful to avoid the rest of the Weasley's spotting them.