"Oh my god!! This is exactly as I pictured myself to actually look!!" Noelle squealed before going to go hug Neville.

"Thank you so much!!! How do I look? Wait!!! Don't tell me! I need to find a mirror!" she yelled before running to find a mirror.

"Uh, Noelle? I think I know who your family is..." he trailed off as he realized that she had left the room.

He sighed and sat in one of the squishy armchairs to wait for her to come back. Noelle confused him. Sometimes she would act like a mother, trying her best to take care of everyone, and other times she acted like a six year old hyped up on sugar.

She bounced back into the room, still overexcited about the fact that the spell blocking her parentage from showing was gone. She knew Pandora had had the best intentions when she put the spell on her, but she really wanted to know who her parents were. And now, thanks to Neville, she could go to Gringotts and get the blood test that she had been saving for. She could only hope her parents would be happy to see her and they hadn't decided to replace her with another child.

"Noelle? Noelle? Noelle!!" Neville yelled breaking her out of her thoughts.

"Yeah?" she tilted her head slightly, confused. Right then and there any doubts Neville had had about her being related to Neville were gone. He could clearly see Harry in the way she tilted her head when confused.

"As I was saying when you left the room, I think I know who your family is. Well, I think I know you have a brother and who he is. Your parentage on the other hand is up for debate." Neville said now that he had her attention.

"Really!! Could you tell me?" she begged, wanting to know any little piece about her family that she could.

"Actually, I'd rather be one hundred percent positive. Tomorrow, let's go to Gringotts and we can do a blood test to find out." Neville suggested, not wanting to put her hopes up, only to have them destroyed later.

"Alright, fine. We'll go tomorrow after breakfast." Noelle agreed with a pout. She understood why he wasn't going to tell her who her parents were, but she could still wish couldn't she?

~

"It all began when the summer before James went into his final year of Hogwarts. He had just come into his inheritance and was sending out calls for a dominant, to come and find him." Tom paused for a second, hesitating about the reaction he would get for the next bit of what he was going to say, but saying it anyway. "I, I was chosen to be his dominant."

Fred and George gasped while Harry's eyes only widened a little.

Bolstered by the fact there were no adamant denials, Tom continued. "It was a shock to us both when he picked me. I had just gone into Hogsmead to pick up a package when I smelt him. He was by far the most beautiful person I had ever seen. He had taken my breath away.

"Of course, I did have to fight for him. Every day for months, I gave him Amaranth, Pink Carnation, Arbutus flowers to show my immortal love, undying love, and I love only thee. That plus little presents every now and then in places he never expected wore him down enough to let me try to win him.

Once that had happened, I had to prove that I could keep him and any children we had safe. Of course now, I have failed completely in that endeavor." Tom said sadly fingering a small necklace with a charm on it as well as a small, more masculine bracelet with a different charm on it.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked as the silence got deafening.

"James and I have, had two children. Our first a little girl that never got a chance to make it to term due to Dumbledore. James took the death of that child horribly. He wouldn't eat, he wouldn't sleep, he sat crying in the nursery for days on end. The second child, we took more precautions with. James wasn't allowed out of the house once it was confirmed that he was pregnant. Thankfully, this child was born to term and was a healthy baby boy. He was named Harrison. James. Riddle."

Fred and George both gasped in shock. They went back and forth, from Harry to Tom, looking for any familial similarities between the two. When Fred and George looked very closely, they could see the similarities in Harry and Tom's noses, the shape of their eyes, as well as the shape of their chins.

"W-w-what?" Harry cleared his throat, trying to get rid of the golf ball stuck inside. "What happened?"

"I made a mistake. I got overconfident. You were one year old, I left you and James home alone to go on a raid. I stupidly trusted the wards to keep you safe." Tom chocked back a sob and put his head in his hands before continuing. "I came home to ruins. There was no sign of you, no sign of the man I loved more than breathing. I thought I had lost my reasons for living. It was one hundred times worse than losing my unborn daughter even though to this day, I still wish that she had been born and I could see her smile. Then one day, I heard a rumour that my James could still be alive. I stupidly rushed to where he was said to be living, not even thinking it might be a trap."

"What happened?" Fred asked in a whisper, not even imagining how much pain he would be in, losing his dominant mates like that.

"I rushed in and found James being held at wand point by Lily Evans with Dumbledore holding you, my precious son. It was a standoff I was bound to lose, and lose I did. Lily sent an Avada Kedavra at James, and I panicked and jumped in front of it. The last thing I remember is James yelling my name and you crying your eyes out while Dumbledore looked on smiling a maniacal smile."

Tom smiled a bittersweet smile before continuing, "When I was revived, not only had I lost all memories of my beautiful mate and our son and almost daughter, I had also lost our bond. I-I can't feel him anymore. I can only assume he's dead."

The last word was chocked out before Tom started to sob.

A few minutes later, a pained cry from Fred stopped Tom's crying. As everyone looked towards Fred to see what was going on, George also let out a pain-filled cry.

Together they both slid out of the sofa they were sharing with Harry still crying out in pain. Pomphrey and Harry both were hovering around them worried. Neither of them could find anything physically, mentally, or emotionally wrong with them.

Then, everything stopped. Fred and George stopped moving, stopped crying out; they were so still, if the onlookers hadn't known better, they would've assumed that the two were dead.

Suddenly, Fred opened his glowing eyes and cleared his throat. "I-I-Is it working? Please tell me this is working."

A voice completely unlike Fred's came out. This voice was weak and sounded as if it had spent years crying out in pain.

George, too opened his glowing eyes and started to speak, "I think it's working. Hello, my name is Fabian Prewett, the most dominate in the Prewett triad."

The voice in Fred spoke next, "I am Gideon Prewett, second dominant in the Prewett triad. We are calling for help from the new lords of the Prewett household."

Fabian continued, "We would tell you our whole story but this call is straining to both sides and we don't have the power to maintain this for long. Talk to the goblins; in our personal vaults, there are bracelets with our magical signature latched onto them. They should lead you to wear we are being held captive."

Gideon took up where he left off, "Don't trust the light, they are the ones responsible for this. Especially Molly Noname and Albus Dumbledore. And if you can, help our submissive, Arthur Prewett nee Weasley. He's been cursed. Please hurry, the submissive in the cell next to us doesn't have a lot of time left."

Fabian finished, stating, "Please help us, from one part of the family to the next. Help save us and James Potter."

Fred and George stopped glowing and went still. Madam Pomphrey quickly started to run diagnostics to make sure they were ok.

This seemed to be the catalyst to move from the position they had stayed in due to shock from hearing that name. As one, all the occupants, aside from two who continued to make sure that the twins were okay, looked at the chair in which Tom sat.

~

Tom was frozen in his seat. His mind repeating the last sentence uttered by the Prewett twins, Help save us and James Potter. James Potter.

He smile slightly, though it was a very bittersweet smile. James was alive.

AN: Hey Everyone!! Sorry for the long wait! Hopefully this makes up for it. If you were a little confused, here's a heads up; the story lines for Neville and Noelle have finally matched up with Harry, Fred and George's, so we'll see the big reveal between the two storylines hopefully in the next chapter. Have a great summer and I should have the next chapter of Enough is enough sometime either this week or the next.