Danny was eight when he got his powers. He is fourteen right now. He knows he is adopted because his parents never hid that from him, not wanting him to struggle with learning the truth one day.

Dead. They are all dead and it's all my fault. Why did I have to even consider cheating on that stupid test. It's not like I planned to do anything with my life other than being Danny Phantom anyway. Now they're dead and I can't get them back. I wish I could blame Dark Dan, but I can't, because he was me at one point. Everything he's done was as a result of what just happened to me.

I twirl my silverware in the air with telekinesis. They dance together with surprising grace, reminding me of when we first discovered this ability of mine, way before I became half ghost. I was five years old and my parents were building the specter speeder. While underneath it, one of the supports gave out and it was about to fall on top of my father. I noticed it right before it actually gave out and I stopped it an inch away from his nose. He quickly got out from under it and it crashed to the ground as it put a lot of strain on me to hold it there. I quickly found myself surrounded by darkness and drifting in an endless abyss.

When I finally came to, I was in a hospital bed and hooked up to a lot of monitors. The doctors had no explanation for what happened but they did know that, for some reason, all of my energy levels were exhausted at once. They said with a little rest and a lot of food I would be back to normal in no time. It was true. My family never told the doctors about the telekinesis. They were scared of what the doctors might do if they found out. Instead, once I was all better, they had me try it on something smaller. They placed a soup spoon in front of me and asked me to try to make it move.

After several hours of trying, everyone was out of the room and I nearly gave up. I looked around and saw that every piece of paper in the room was floating now. I called for my parents and my sister, and they were all amazed at the sight. I guess I just needed something lighter at the time. It's actually easier for me to lift several different papers at once than to lift a stack of the same amount of papers. I slowly learned things like this as I continued to practice with my newfound ability. I was able to lift heavier things the more I practiced. We decided it was the adrenaline that allowed me to lift the whole speeder.

I remember how I would use my telekinesis to play several different instruments at once and be a one person band. It was always fun to play instruments, as I was always a prodigy in music. I would play at family christmas' for both sides of the family. The first time I showed the Fenton side, I spent an hour in ghost proof handcuffs before my parents could calm them down and explain that I wasn't a ghost. A hand on my shoulder grabs my attention and I look up into the panicked face of Vlad Masters.

"Daniel, while I am impressed that you have mastered a new power, I do not think it wise to practice it in front of humans." I jerk away from him and scoot towards the wall. "Daniel please, I know we haven't always gotten along, but unless one of your biological parents decide to take you in even though they already put you up for adoption, you will be living with me from now on."

"No. I can't. If I live with you, I'll become... him." the last part is barely audible and Vlad most likely only hears it because of his enhanced hearing.

"Him who?"

"The person who killed them."

"What are you talking about? It was an accident. Wasn't it?" I shake my head harshly. "Who-who killed them?"

"I did."

"Dan-"

"I did. It was me from another timeline. Only now it's this timeline because I only became evil after they all died and I went to live with you. I can't escape it but I still can't live with you. Please." I beg.

"Alright. I'll start looking for your biological parents. If I can find them and if they're alive and willing to take you in, then that's what we'll do. If not, then I am sure I can find- someone else, who would be willing to take you in without us having to go through the whole adoption agency thing."

"T-thank you." He pulls me into a hug and we stay like that for a long time.

~~~Two weeks later~~~

I look around using my ability to see auras and find an orange aura with dark blue in the center approaching my room. The outer area represents the person's personality, while the inner area represents their mood. I recognize this as Vlad's aura as of late and I wipe my tear stained cheeks before he walks in.

"Daniel?" Vlad says from my door at his mansion as I'm living here until we can figure out something more permanent. I look at him and nod to acknowledge that I heard him and he can come in. I haven't spoken a word since I thanked him for helping me and not pushing me to live with him three months ago. I don't plan on saying anything for a long time. Vlad walks the rest of the way in and comes to sit next to me on my bed.

"I can't seem to find anything on your birth parents, but I've been looking under the name Fenton. Is there any chance you know your original last name or who your parents were?"

"I know my last name. The Fenton's never actually changed it because they wanted me to have a connection to my family in case I wanted to get in touch with them later on in life. They referred to me as a Fenton, but my last name is Potter." I write on the whiteboard he got me. He seems to gasp at this.

"D-do you know anything else?"

"Sometimes I have dreams. In the dreams, I remember seeing three other people in these dreams. They started when I first got my ghost powers. I think that my powers helped me remember things from back then since I was only two and a half years old at the time."

"What happens in the dreams?"

"I can't remember, they are always vague and I can't remember any details when I wake up."

"I see, I'll keep looking. One more thing before I go, did you have any troubles speaking when you were younger?" I look at him confused and he elaborates. "Like problems pronouncing things like most people in America do. Maybe you had to go to speech therapy because you had troubles pronouncing the letter 'r' or other letters?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Just a hunch. I don't think you were born in the U.S. It would make since because you would have had an accent that you naturally obtained from your birth parents. Even with all that therapy I can tell that you're consciously making a large effort just to talk normally. You don't have to fight it anymore. There is nothing wrong with the way you speak. It just tells me to expand my search to other countries." I nod in understanding and he leaves. I sigh and lay back down, trying to fall asleep. I quickly fall asleep and begin to dream of something familiar.

I look around and find my brother Harry lying next to me. It's night time and we are supposed to be asleep, but it seems we both woke up at the same time again. I look into his green eyes and we both understand that we are both hungry. We climb out of our crib and go to what we call the food room. We open the fridge and it hits the counter with a bang. Mommy and Daddy run in here to see what's going on. We smile guiltily and they both breathe a sigh of relief.

"How did you two get out?" Dad says. He has black hair and blue eyes like me.

"Up!" We say together.

"Awe, James, it's like they're trying to tell us that they climbed the crib. They actually understood what you asked!" Mom gushes. There's that word again. James. Mommy is always calling Daddy that unless she's talking to us and it doesn't make since.

"Lily, they're two years old. There is absolutely no way they understand us. They just want us to pick them up." Daddy tells Mommy, using the word that he uses for her like she does for him. We hear rustling outside and Mommy and Daddy look scared. "Take the boys to the nursery and don't make a sound."

"What about you?"

"There's no time. Go."

Mommy picks us up and starts running to our room. When we get in there, she locks the door, and things begin to blur. There is Daddy's scream, a bright green light, Mommy's scream, a lightning bolt on my brother's forehead and one on my chest near my collar bone. Each shot was fired in quick succession and both bounced off of us and hit the person who sent them. Then, everything goes black.

I sit up panting and sweating. Vlad rushes into the room after hearing my screams and instantly pulls me into a tight hug. I cry into his shoulder for a long while before I finally calm down.

"Still having nightmares little badger?" He asks me. I reach for my whiteboard.

"Yeah but it's not the ones I normally have. It's the one that I think are memories of my family. I remember the dream this time though."

"What happened in the dream?"

"I was two years old and me and my twin brother Harry were in the kitchen with our parents at night. When they were talking, I heard them call each other Lily and James. There was a noise outside and my mom Lily carried me and Harry to our room and shut and locked the door. I only remember bits and pieces from there. There was a green flash, Mom died, then there were lightning bolt scars on my brother and I, and the pale man who gave them to us was lying on the ground. I woke up after that."

After reading what I wrote, Vlad's eyes seem like they are going to pop out of his head they are so wide. I look at him questioningly and he seems to snap out of things and focus back on me.

"Right. Sorry, it just took me by surprise." another questioning look. "Lily and James Potter. I know who your parents are now." I perk up at this and he looks at me sadly. "I'm sorry Daniel, but your dream was a memory of the night they died. Nobody knew you survived the killing curse too. You disappeared, and your brother was the only one known to be alive. I'm sorry that I can't put anymore pieces of your puzzle together, but I do know someone who can. I also know where your brother is. If you'd like, instead of trying to find someone who would take you in, I can adopt you and enroll you in the same boarding school as him. Maybe having other family will prevent you from becoming him." I nod my head excitedly in agreeance and he smiles warmly.

"Alright, but if you really want to do this, you are going to have to work really hard. I know the school year just got over, but if you want to go to the same school as your brother, as well as be in the same grade as him, you will have to start cramming now. I will get ahold of Hogwarts and find out how to enroll you and what you will need to catch up on your studies. For now, I will teach you the basics of what I know. I may not be a very good teacher, but I will try my best."

"Thanks. It really means a lot to me." I write him. He ruffles my hair and walks out to make the arrangements.

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Hey everyone! I just wanted y'all to know that this is a test run. I'm going to leave this up for about a month before I post another chapter unless I get at least five people who ask me to update sooner. This is also the first time I'm posting a crossover fic. Please feel free to leave comments. Flames will be ignored. I hope you enjoy. Y'all are fabulous!

Alice out!