CHAPTER 1

Reader this is…Everyone.

Just as I was getting to the good part of my dream, I woke up. Looking to my left I see that something similar has occurred to Caitlin. Caitlin is my twin, I'm not exactly sure if we're identical or not, though.

I should probably start at the beginning.

Once upon a time a boy was born, and his name was Sirius … okay, okay not that far back.

Let's try again.

Once upon a time my Biological Dad, Christopher Everett Black, met my mum,

Samantha Nora McAteer.

My dad was a squib, and as he came from "The Great and Noble House of Black" the public never learned of him. He was sent to an Australian Boarding School for Squibs where he learnt how to live like a muggle. His only contact with the magical world was Uncle Alphard and Sirius. Sirius and he would both escape to their favourite Uncle's place in the holidays before they started school.

My mum was an eccentric muggle, and when faced with the truth of my father's lineage she accepted it along with a hot cup of tea.

When Voldemort rose to power he created a group that despised Squibs and Muggles, called Death Eaters. If Voldemort had played his cards right he probably would've been much more fearsome. Luckily, he is not as big of a threat as he could have been. The Death Eaters' first priorities were to kill all of the Squibs and Muggles associated with Pureblood Families. My mum and dad were at the top of the hit-list. One thing led to another and when my mum was pregnant with Caitlin and I they decided to be with family. My mum was an orphan, and my dad's family faked ignorance at his existence… so they went off to Sirius' place.

Not knowing of the dangers ahead they all spent quality time together.

Anyway, one thing led to another and right after we were born the Death Eaters killed our parents. Sirius Orion Black immediately gained custody and adopted us. Our parents had already picked out our first names but it was dad who decided to dub us Moony and Padfoot after his two best friends. Apparently they had a fourth member of their little gang but he upped and left without a word right after Hogwarts, and they never heard of him again.

So, now to the weird part. I must say, somehow when something complicated happens, then everything complicated happens.

My sister, Caitlin Prongs Black, is a metamorphmagus. That's why I'm not sure if we're identical. Dad says that because of our complicated birth, and the fact that we're twins caused Cait to enter her phasing stage really early. This is a phase where metamorphmagus' tend to not have any control over their changing-ability. It just changes rapidly with emotions, wants and needs. This meant that Caitlin never had a "neutral" look. Most metamorphmagus can only change little bits about themselves which give you a fair idea of how they would look without their ability.

This phase usually lasts for 6 months to a year, but because Caitlin was a baby the first 5 years were like this. She couldn't go into the muggle world.

I might as well spill everything now…

When Cait and I were six, we were supposed to be sleeping, but instead we discussed our exciting day- we could finally control our magic including her metamorphmagus abilities. Suddenly we heard a noise, I immediately went to go get Dad but Cait had a surge of confidence and had decided to go and investigate whilst I woke dad up. I suppose she thought her control over her metamorphmagus abilities and magic gave her an edge.

When dad and I got outside he told me to stay near the light, but not in it, and try to find Caitlin. As soon as I heard her scream, all traces of Dad's warnings flew out the window. My instinct to protect my sister fought its way to the surface and I immediately sprinted in the direction of her screams.

She was running towards the light of the house- towards me, when we collided into each other. Somehow she fell under me and I hit my head. The last thing I remember was a feral snarl, and my dad's yell before teeth sunk into my flesh.

I woke up in St Mugos three days after that night. Caitlin was curled up and sleeping in the arm-chair, tears streaked down her face. Dad's back faced towards me, he was staring out the window. When I finally found my voice, Dad explained everything to me.

Fenrir Greyback was out roaming in his wolf-form seeing which poor family would be his next victim. Caitlin was heading back towards the house when the moon peeked out behind the clouds and she saw a flicker of movement. She screamed in shock and then ran off to house. Basically, long story short, I was now a werewolf.

By taking the Wolfsbane Potion, which was developed by Remus Lupin- my namesake, and Severus Snape- the greatest Potions Master in many generations, I could pass through full moons mainly unscathed. Safety measures were always taken, although either Remus, my dad or occasionally James Potter would always sit with me. My wolf was most accustomed to Remus' wolf-form. He was leader of our two-man pack and that put both our wolves to rest for the remainder of the month.

Caitlin never really forgave herself, but I was glad that it was me not her. There was no record of metamorphmagus werewolves and no-one knew what the consequences would be.

Everyone near to us know about it, and accepted it.

Now it's probably time to introduce you to everyone. You already know Uncles James and Remus, and our Dad, Sirius. Uncle James married Aunt Lily- his High School Sweetheart. Lily insisted that James, Sirius and Remus apologise to Severus and a surprising friendship was born between the Werewolf and the Potions Master. The bachelors had decided to move in together as room-mates. James and Lily had Harry, and Harry became friends with Ronald Weasley. So the bubbly Weasley family joined our group of friends.

Fred and George thought that we were easy targets for their pranks… at first. This was before we proved our worth to them by having an all-out prank war.

When my Grandmother died, Dad inherited the Grimmauld Place. Along with the help of James, Remus, Lily, Severus, Auntie Min, Uncle Albus, they re-decorated the place.

Dad apologised to Kreacher and showed him love. Kreacher, Caitlin and I were quite taken with each other and we convinced him to stop insulting people and help us take of our ever-screaming portrait grandmother. After the renovations were done, Dad got a job offer. The Ministry wanted to have dad take all the difficult, over-seas, Auror cases. Dad talked it over with us, asking if we'd be okay with traveling so much. After general shock, came squealing, jumping-up-and-down and a proposal.

Dad had already talked it over with us and had decided to propose our family's idea to Uncle Sev and Uncle Remus. Even before Dad's new job offer, Caitlin and I had asked him if Severus and Remus could live with us. After explaining to him our reasoning he saw reason and said yes.

Remus and Severus came over every day whilst dad was at work. They taught us magic, and the basics of how to control it. They were usually there by breakfast, and stayed for dinner unless they had a date. At first, teaching us was supposed to be a gap year, or two, giving them time to sort out their priorities and figure out what they wanted to do. Later it just became a habit, I suppose. When dad proposed our idea to them, they were reluctant but Caitlin and I eventually persuaded them and helped them move in… or tried to… with our barely-in-control magic.

Three days before our birthday, September the 1st, we received our Hogwarts' Acceptance Letters. We had been waiting for them to arrive for months now and didn't know that Auntie Min would be delivering it personally. Apparently she was in the neighbourhood… although I suppose that your always "in the neighbourhood" when you can apparate or Floo in an instant.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Lilian and Caitlin Black,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:
Three sets of plain work robes (black)
One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS.

Caitlin and I neatly folded our letter and put on the dining room table. We gave Aunt Min a hug as Dad asked her to join us in Diagon Alley.