A/N:: I do not own Harry Potter nor anything to do with Harry Potter, I am merely borrowing the characters for my own use and happiness -snickers- although I will be including some of my own OCs and will of course include a chapter with all their info whenever one pops up.

Thanks to those who reviewed and supported me.

There will be Dumblededoofluff bashing, Selective Weasley bashing, Potter bashing, Granger bashing most likely, well a bunch of random bashing.

"Find me now, before I lose it all. I'm crying out, rescue me, show me who I am, because I can't believe this is how the story ends. Fight for me if it's not too late, help me breathe again if it's not too late." – Kerrie Roberts

It had been months since they left, the once proud and healthy siblings were still proud but they were tired and hurt, even after all this time they still had their positive outlook on life, the childish innocence was barely there clinging stubbornly as if fate herself did not want them to lose it. The children were fighting her, they could see how cruel and painful the world can be, living on the streets and nearly killing to make sure they were safe. "Big brother" a soft gentle voice floated over to the sleeping wizard, opening his eyes he looked around at the makeshift shack before green eyes landed on the one who called, he held back a soft wince as he took in her appearance.

Once beautiful long silky hair was tangled and dull from lack of wash and care, skin once porcelain was sallow with bags under her eyes, the beautiful doll looked almost broken, abused and left out to the weather like a child's toy, with ripped clothes and skinny. Those green eyes that matched his own were dull with pain only those who experienced hardships could get but even now she held herself proud with a proud glint in her eyes if you looked past the other emotions present, she still had spirit.

He knew he looked just like her except his hair was greasy and dirty as well as dull, he was not as skinny as her but he could not understand why. Wounds that would be on them were not thanks to whatever they were, "yes sister?" he asked her his voice matching her own, tired, soft, broken, cracking but never once was there defeat nor lack of pride. "We have to go now" she whispered to him holding out one dirty hand to him which he took with his own dirty hand and lifted up from the bed hugged her close to him whispering comforts.

Sighing softly they both went out of the hidden shack which was really a rundown abandoned place that was condemned to be torn down sometime soon. They had grabbed a bag and looked around till they found a pond in a park, it was nearing noon and they had found a secluded spot, using some of their unique powers they managed to make the willow tree form closer together giving them a curtain none could see in.

Both undressed and Harry winced seeing the ribs of his sister, he still could not figure out exactly why he was not as malnourished as his sister. Never once did he realize that any food they managed to get when he was distracted she would put more food on his plate, if he did she knew he would be angry with her. Jumping into the water they washed their bodies the best they could, her hair was a lost cause but still she did wet it, they did not have soap even though they did have the money it was saved for emergences since they did not know how long they would be out there for.

Finally getting out they allowed a soft breeze to wash over them drying them, they were able to use the elements but every book they looked for about elementals mentioned nothing about what they were. It was said that light and dark could not be controlled only wind, earth, fire and water and yet the twins can use light a dark, what were they? Who were they? Both did not know but continued to keep trying to find out, they just needed the right book.

Digging through their pack they pulled out a faded twin tail coat, black slacks, white shirt, cravat, and a top hat all looking to be from the Victorian ages it was old and quite faded but still looked good on him. Serenade on the other hand had an aged vintage dress that went inches above her ankles, what had been white was aged a off-white almost yellow, it had short sleeves and what was once a vibrant black sash bow had faded to a gray, it too looked to be from the Victorian era. She pulled her knotted hair up and put on ballet slippers, looking sadly at her brother as her lips trembled a bit she took a deep breath and left the hidden grove keeping their bag there, Harry had a giant case with him and they found a place where others performed.

By now there were magicians, break dancers, painters, and even a live statue, Harry opened the case and pulled out a Cello setting it up along with a couple of random people who joined them with their own instruments while Serenade took her place bent over. As the crowd of people came to enjoy the performers the music started up first starting with a wooden flute before drums started not the normal drums but olden type drums.

"Herr Drosselmeyers doll there she is on stage, spinning as she sprawls, thank god the curtains fall, her spring has sprung and dances done, spinning as she sprawls, thank god the curtains fall" as Harry belted out the first part she had sprang to life first acting just like a mechanical doll and spinning on one foot her other kicking in and out. The song and dancing started to attract attention of the patrons who stopped and watched sometimes throwing money in the jar most though felt a bit of pity for the girl looked so young.

She had stopped bent in half again as if the energy had left her just like a real toy and one of the other performers acted like he was twisting the key with force that it broke while she sprang to life again. "In the morning, he twists the key quite hard, and ticking, she is brought to boil, Relevee, my sweet, on point, en garde! Her innards twang as they coiled" he sang his voice strong as he watched his sister start to spin again but this time would jump from one end of the small stage to the other in graceful leaps letting out twirls when she landed.

"Herr Doktor's fingertips trace by, on craquelature from every fall, the daylight made to race right by, with paint and paste and stitch and awl" he continued as she lifted her arms into the sky and jumped up into the air landing on her tiptoe with one foot the other out straight behind her as many started clapping at such a powerful move especially given how fragile and skinny she looked. "Patient, patient, bumblebee, soon your audience admire, a shapely arabesque or three, I'll wind you up, you'll never tire" with that lyric she bent herself backwards lifting one of her legs and holding her hands out straight ahead; she looked like she was in bent straight in half.

This had many of the males looking on with lust wondering what such a dexterity that she processed would be like in bed. Many started giving larger tips especially when she lifted the leg from straight all the way up in the air allowing a bit of the dress to reveal more skin the women started clapping yet again at such a move especially since she was still bent backwards. "Starry tutu, sullen moon, a frozen carmine mouth, twinkles as she jerks and swoons, the ladies ushered out" with that she got back to a normal position and started jerking and swooning as if she was going to need to be wind up yet again.

This is the part that she was hating, the next part of the lyrics because she knew while she would not whore herself out nor would Harry make her, this part required her to act as if she was available to be whored out, made her flirt with the audience, most being allowed to get a small touch of her.

"Gentlemen, this fallen angel is the illegitimate daughter of art and science. A modern marvel of engineering clockworks elevated to the very natural process which even now is in your blood, racing, you eyes flashing at such irreproachable beauty." At this part she sprang and started dancing around the small circle getting close enough that her skirt brushed against the legs of many of the spectators using her hands to lift her skirt to show more skin as she twirled.

"Here is Gaia, here is Eve, here is Lilith, and I stand before you as her father. Sprung fully-formed from my brow, dewy and sweet; and she can be yours and yours again, for her flesh is the incorruptible pale to be excused from the wages of sin." With that she held out her hands in a beckoning motion, narrowing her eyes to a sultry look as her crimson lips gave off a innocent smile before she bent forward and lifted her leg nearly above her head using her hand to support it in that position and twirling on just one foot almost like one of those ballet music boxes that had a twirling figurine when you life the lid.

Suddenly she stopped in that position and remained in it as there was a melody playing and then like an illusion a wind up key appeared on her back having the crowd gasping at such a display of magic (they thought it was muggle magic). A male came and wound it up the sound of it winding up could be heard over the hushed crowd who waited with bated breath to see if she would even spring back without an ache seeing how that position had to hurt and being in it for a few minutes would sore, anyone's muscles.

With ease she sprang to life and started twirling making her hands in a flapping motion almost like a swan which had the crowd clapping and kids going wild. "And as the sack cloth, sodden, and slumps, beneath the chipped and china limbs, the sour flesh pines, thumps and grunts, step right up boys and take her for a spin" the song finished and she had did a complicated ballet move only those professional can do not for a amateur. Taking a bow as the crowd clapped and then went on their way but not before throwing money at the group, for the rest of the day they did different songs and she continued to dance.

Only during the night did they play the song again and earned more money which was split with the rest of the group most going to her since she did the most hardest part. Shuffling down the darken path she sadly smile "I hate performing that song, seducing those men letting them get a glimpse of me and sometimes touch me as I pass by dancing" she told her brother who could only hold her in sympathy.

Suddenly they heard an noise and turned to looked around for it, watching as two handsome men came out of the darkness "what if we can make it all go away?" one of the men purred but not in a seductive way, they both smiled their fangs gleaming in the night which made the twins realize what they were.