(A/N: I may have made Emma a little more emotional then canon but on wells.

Fae0306 and pri-chan1410 I'm glad you like my story so far

Janusgodofpossibilities this chapter gives a clue but for the full reveal I'm between next chapter or waiting for Harry to reveal it to Emma and their parents.

Ultimate alternate universe I'm glad you like it so far but the way I'm doing my chapters right now are though time period rather than length. But as more stuff happens the longer the chapter (like this one)

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Emma was upstairs in her room; well, Mary Margaret's guest room. She wasn't quite ready to call it hers, even if she had been living in it for about a month now. Currently she was sitting on her bed trying to figure out how she was going to find Ava and Nicholas's father. She didn't want the twins to be separated like she and Hadrian had been.

When Emma had been five years old her social worker had asked her why she didn't live with her twin brother in England. The lady later regretted her question as five year old Emma cried and begged to go live with her brother. But she was able to tell Emma that her brother's name was Hadrian Potter. From that moment on when Emma held her baby blanket she didn't imagine her parents, she thought of her brother alone and holding a baby blanket too.

'Wait, the baby blanket.' Quickly Emma grabbed her box of stuff from the closet and went downstairs to where Ava and Nicholas were eating cookies at the counter.

"I want to show you guys something" She said as she set the box down and pulled out her white and purple blanket.

"What's that?" Nicholas asked

"It's my baby blanket. It's something I've held onto my whole life. It's the only thing I have from my parents. I've spent a lot of time with a lot of kids in your situation, and all of them" at this point Emma's eyes got glassy "all of us, we held on to stuff. I want to find your father, but I need your help. Is there anything of his that you still have?"

Ava bit her lip "I might have something. But if I give it to you, you'll make sure we stay together. Right?"

Emma leaned down and looked Ava in the eyes "I will do everything I can to make sure you and your brother are not separated. Not like me and my bother."

Ava then pulled out an old black compass on a long chain from her sweater pocket. "Our mom kept it. She said it was our dad's"

"Thank you" Emma said as she took the compass.

"Did you find them?"

"Who?"

"Your family."

"Not yet, but I'm going to find your father" she said with a sad smile.

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After learning the twin's father name from Mr. Gold, she then found out that he owned a garage though the filling system at the sheriff station. She wrote down the address then grabbed the twin's file and compass off the desk and went out the door to her yellow bug. Where she got in and drove to the garage. The garage was a rusty red color and called Tillman's. There were a couple cars in the shop and Emma could see a man working.

"Michael Tillman?"

"Yes?" The man said as he stopped working and turned to face Emma. She thought he looked a lot like Nicholas.

"I'm Sheriff Swan. I just want to ask you a couple questions. Do you remember Dory Zimmer?"

"Yes, but I haven't seen her in 12 maybe even 13 years ago. Why?"

"Because I think you're the father of her children" She told him as she handed him the file. While looking over the file Michael told her it wasn't possible.

"Actually it is" Emma said firmly

"I'm sorry but Dory – she wasn't my… it was just the once."

"Sometimes that's all it takes"

"I met her when I was camping and we um… No it's not possible I don't have twins."

"Yes, you do. You have twins that have been homeless ever since their mother passed away. You have twins who have been living in an abandoned house and stealing, because they don't want to be separated for the next six years and that if their able to keep track of each other. And for the next however many years apart they will wonder if the other one is safe, if their happy, if their getting enough to eat or warm on a cold night." Emma could stop a few tears running down her face.

"How do you know this?"

"Because 27 years ago my twin brother and I were separated from each other. And for the last 22 years I've wonder those things and a million more."

Michael frowned and rubbed the back of his head "look I can barely manage this garage, I can't manage two kids. And why are you so sure they're mine?"

Emma wiped her face and pulled the compass out of her pocket. "Have you ever seen this?" she handed the compass to him.

"I lost this"

"Let me guess 12 years and nine months ago. I know it's a lot, believe me I know. A month ago, a kid showed up on my doorstep, a kid I put up for adoption, asking for help. I ended up moving here for him."

"I heard about that. But staying in town is a lot different than taking him in."

"I don't have Henry because I don't have a choice. You do, and they need you. And if you choose not to take them, you are going to have to answer for that every day of your life, and sooner or later when they find you, believe me they will find you, you're going to tell them why."

"I'm really sorry. I am but I don't know anything about being a dad. If it's a good home you're looking for it's not with me."

"Would you take care of them?"

"What?"

"Would you care for them? Would you make sure there was food on the table? That they had clothes on their backs and went to bed on time. Would you make sure they were happy?"

"I don't understand"

"These kids just need a home. They're almost 13 years old and have been taking care of themselves for the last two years. They don't need you holding their hands 24/7… they just need a father that cares."

Michael looked down at their photos again and then to the compass. 'Could he do this?' He looked up into Emma's misty green eyes.

"Ok"

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Emma and Michael stood in the hallway outside of Mary Margaret's loft.

"Wait here for a second" Emma said as she opened the door. Henry, Ava, and Nicholas were baking cookies with the help of Mary Margaret. The twins turned at the sound of the door and rushed to go see Emma.

"Did you find him?" Ava asked eagerly.

Emma Smiled and handed the compass back to her. "I have someone I want you guys to meet." She said as she went back to the door to get Michael.

"Nicholas look." The compass's arrow was moving and then started pointing to the man that just walked through the door. The twins ran to the man and pulled him in to a hug. Emma's smile grew even bigger, however it was in that moment that her world tilted and the next thing she knew was that Michael was lowering her to the floor and that her whole body was shaking. Mary Margaret then moved forward and pulled the table away from Emma so she would hurt herself.

"It didn't work" Emma whisper on the floor still shaking "it didn't work." Soon what they could only guess was a seizure was over and Emma was gasping for breath, Michael gently lifted her off the floor and moved her to the couch.

Minutes later Emma tried to sit up. Mary Margaret seeing her struggle helped her up as Henry went to go get her a glass of water.

"I didn't know you had seizures." Mary Margaret said

"I haven't had one in about ten years. My doctor couldn't explain my I got them."

Mary Margaret wanted to ask what "didn't Work" but decided against it and help the twins gather their belongings instead. The Twins hugged Emma goodbye and thanked her for her help, before leaving for their new home.

Henry wouldn't admit it but what happen to Emma had really scared him. He moved closer to Emma on the couch and Emma wrapped an arm around his shoulders. The mother and child were unsure how long they sat there but soon Mary Margaret was handing each of them a hot coco.

When they were about finished with their coco, there was a knock at the door. It was Regina here to pick out Henry. Henry hug Emma tight and told her he would see her tomorrow.

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A Month on Tilly's food had done wonders for Harry. Well Tilly and Toby had done wonders for Harry all around they helped him cut his hair, it was a little shorter then he would have like but it would grow back. His bones no longer jutted out so bad that you could count them from across the room and his clothes didn't completely hang off his frame. By no means was he all better but he looked human again.

Currently Harry was outside sitting on the rock wall facing the ocean. He had his easel and canvas up and was painting the cliffs. He was trying to distract his mind from the hours away from complete potion that was in his basement. His painting was almost complete when he heard a pop sound of a house elf.

"I just ate Tilly I'm not eating again." Harry said without turning around. When there was no answer he swung his legs around to face whoever was behind him. There standing hand and hand was Toby and Tilly. Both looked down with saddest faces Harry had ever witness on either of them. Instantly concerned Harry got off the wall and dropped down to his knees right in front of them.

"What's wrong?" Harry feared the worse.

"We-I… Tilly is with child" Toby stuttered out

"I don't understand isn't that a good thing? Is there something wrong with the child?"

"I- we were hoping you would give us permission to keep the baby."

At that moment Harr truly understood the dark times of being a house elf. Having to ask permission to keep your own child.

"Of course you can keep your baby. I… I'm going to run to town I'll be back later." The elves held each other as they cried in relief. In his hast to leave he left his art work and supplies out. He didn't really need anything from town, Harry just want to get out of there for now. To get to the nearest muggle town one only had to walk a couple miles. It was a small fishing village, Harry didn't often go he preferred to send one of the house elves to Diagon Ally to shop, seeing as he had not stepped foot anywhere magical since his release. But he sometimes he liked the walk and he liked picking out own things every now and again. As he walked he released he shouldn't have been surprised, but he just couldn't wrap his mind around it. How many house elf babies had been aborted because masters didn't want them? Judging by his friends reactions too many.

It was late November and the people of the village were already putting up Christmas decorations. The thoughts of Christmas made Harry smile for this Christmas would not only be the first with his sister but also his godson Teddy. Earlier this month he had sent a letter to Teddy's grandmother Andromeda for permission to see Teddy. Andromeda wrote him back saying Teddy was currently in school but come winter break he could see him. She then wrote him stories of Teddy's childhood and sent pictures as well. Harry was so relieved that she had said yes.

Once in town he went to the art store for new charcoal and then went to the corner store for more cigarettes. On his way back to the road that would lead him home Harry seen a baby onesie in a shop window, it was cream colored with little lions on it and next to it was a blue toddler shirt with a wolf on it. Looking at these clothes made Harry realized how much of Teddy's life he had missed, how much of Teddy's life Remus and Tonks had missed. He turned and kept walking. 'Was this how Sirius felt?'

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It was hours later and Harry was back at Potter Place in the basement. The potion was almost complete. On a large wooden table there was a large world map laid out. It was simple once the potion was complete he would drop three drops on the map and a red dot or red dots will appear for each blood relative. His timer went off Harry quickly removed the potion from the heat and carefully bottled it. He then went over to the map, he had waited 11 years for this moment.

When the drops hit the map, it began to glow and a red light went across the map as if it was searching. Then the map went dark.

"No." he whispered to himself. He did it again with the same results.

He ran up the stairs and into the study, there was an old globe on a dark wood stand. With shaking hands Harry poured three drops, he held his breath as it began to glow, which was violently released as the globe went dark. Harry felt his magic go out of control. The globe went flying across the room leaving a dent in the wall and broke its stand. Books and papers flew all around him like a tornado, a paper weight from his desk went through the window shattering it.

Hearing the commotion Tilly and Toby entered the room. "Master Harry you need to calm down." Toby tried saying over the wind.

Harry fell to his knees with his head in his hands and whimpered "it didn't work" over and over again.

"Master Harry please!" Tilly yelled. She didn't know what to do.

Both Tilly and Toby gasped when Harry looked up at her yelling, his eyes were completely black. He had to calm down. Through his twin bond he could feel Emma panicking. He took deep breathes and soon the flying objects hit the floor with a thud. Slowly as if Harry was a wild animal Tilly walked over and reached out her hand to touch his shoulder. Harry's hand shot out and grabbed her wrist.

"Tilly, you must never do that again. I could have hurt you or the baby. Never do that again. Please. Never." Harry rambled.

"Ok Master Harry. Let's go get you some tea." Tilly said as she waited for him to get up and then grabbed his hand and lead him out of the destroyed room.