Hey Guys, it has come to our attention that because most people on ff.n are from America or use American English for spelling that quite a few words in our story will be spelt 'incorrectly', this will either be because we suck at spelling or because Australian English spells the words differently so I apologise to anyone who hasn't quite figured that one out yet.
Anywho, this story is the Second part to Georgia and Charlotte Prewett's adventures in the British Wizarding World called 'Gemina Ratione' which according to Google Translate means 'Twin Reasoning' or 'Twin Logic', in reference to the decidedly different way that Twins think compared to average humans. So please enjoy the next leg to their adventure!
Love from,
Problem Nest xox
Charlotte Prewett had found out only an hour ago that her twin sister had been keeping several rather important secrets. She'd ran away from the Order meeting to her friend Luna's house. She was currently crying her eyes out whilst Luna patted her back and Neville, who was staying at Luna's for the next two weeks, told her that everything was going to turn out okay. It took her another hour until she was finally out of tears and ready to talk.
"You can tell us anything, you know that right?" Neville looked her in the eye with sadness on his face. He hated seeing his friend like this.
"Of course I know that. It's just that if I say it out loud it means I've accepted it, but I don't want it to be real." Charlotte replied, slouching into the couch they were all seated on.
Luna smiled at her whimsically, "As the muggles say, a problem shared is a problem halved."
Charlotte sighed, "You have a point." And thus proceeded to tell them all about how she found out that she wasn't actually a Prewett because her Grandfather wasn't actually Ignatius Prewett, but rather Lord Voldemort. Then she told them that Georgia hadn't told her that she had a boyfriend, or that her boyfriend was Draco Malfoy and that she was currently staying at his house! Lastly she told them about her crush on Hermione Granger and how she knew that her feelings would probably never be reciprocated.
Even though they knew there was almost no chance that any of those problems could be fixed, her friends then continued as they were before, Luna patting her back and Neville telling her everything was going to be okay. The three stayed like that until there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it!" Luna's dad, Xenophilous Lovegood, called out as he dashed for the front of the house. He soon returned with two figures standing behind him.
"Charlotte you have some visitors." She turned around to see her father and Ben standing there looking sympathetic. She quickly ran to them and gave them a big hug.
"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you, Char." Ben told her wrapping his arms around her and placing his chin onto of her head.
"It's okay, if I'd promised Georgia I wouldn't tell you something I wouldn't have told you either. I mean, have you seen our sister when she's angry? Scary." Charlotte smiled into the comforting embrace of her brother. They soon apparated after she said goodbye to her friends and told them she would see them on the train in two weeks.
o0O0o
It had only been a few days since Georgia arrived at Malfoy Manor and she was already feeling trapped behind the ancient walls. She'd been laying around the extravagant room the Malfoy's had given her to stay in. All she'd been doing was reading and writing, so much so that she barely left her 'chambers' as they'd called it.
On her fourth day, she had been told that she would be taking the mark tomorrow. So instead of confining herself to the house, she decided to take a walk around the gardens. It only took her a minute to realise she didn't know how to get out of building. Determination filling her, she walked aimlessly trying to find a way outside. That was when she ran into three Death Eaters, two males and one female, she could only remember their surnames. The female was Lestrange, the shorter, stockier man was Dolohov, and the leaner, blonde haired man was clearly Draco's father. They looked almost identical.
Lestrange smiled wickedly at her, "Well, look who it is. Draco's little whore."
Georgia glared at the woman, "I'm sure the Dark Lord would love to hear that his Death Eaters have been calling his Granddaughter a whore." With that she pushed past Lestrange, determined to get a breath of fresh air. As she moved past the three she felt a large hand close around her arm and slammed her into the wall of the hallway, hitting her head on said wall causing her vision to blur. Trying to refocus her eyes she felt a body press up against her, she froze and her breathing stopped in shock.
"She looks like a whore to me." She heard one of the men remark, though she wasn't sure who. "I know exactly what I'll be doing to her the minute I get her alone."
She heard the three of them laughing coldly, instantly refocusing her mind. She jabbed her wand into the man's neck. She noticed it was Dolohov who held her in place. "You better fuck off right now, Dolohov. Or I swear, what I did in the duel against my Grandfather will look like child's play compared to what I'll do to you."
Seeing how completely serious she was and remembering the duel she spoke of where she used a very cruel spell of her own creation to defeat the Dark Lord. Realising this he quickly back up and Georgia took off down the hall.
o0O0o
The next day was Georgia and Draco's initiation ceremony. It surprised Georgia when she found out all she had to do was kneel before her Grandfather as he pressed his wand into her arm and chanted a spell. Honestly, other than the fact that she would have that horrible tattoo forever, she wasn't too bothered about the whole process. Well, that was until she saw Draco getting the Mark. As soon as the Dark Lord started chanting the spell Draco's face scrunched in pain and he made quiet grunting noises. She started getting nervous, she was certain Draco's pain tolerance would be higher than hers, so how was she going to fair through the spell?
Soon Draco's mark was finished, he was told to rise and return to his family. Then it was Georgia's turn. She walked up to her Grandfather, knelt and he smiled down at her. "Before we start Georgia, you must promise me that you will have your mark on display at all times."
Her breath hitched, but she didn't let her shock show on her face. "I promise, Grandfather."
As soon as her words were spoken he pressed his wand into her arm and started chanting. The spell initially felt like a cold hand gripping her forearm tightly. However, it soon progressed into feeling something akin to frostbite and her heart started to race. It felt like her arm was going to fall off. Anxiety starting to kick in, Georgia tried to slow her breathing. It wasn't working and the pain moved up her arm quickly, then around her chest until it was gripping her magical core. She knew from past experience that her magical core was a deep forest green, and now, she swore she could feel it turning black. It hurt, it hurt so much that she could only whimper quietly as a few tears made their way from her eyes. She hated that these people could see her in this state of vulnerability.
Then the chanting stopped, and she could no longer feel the coldness seeping in from the wand that was no longer pressed to her arm. She felt someone grab her by her right arm and help her to stand, Georgia looked up to see her Grandfather looking proudly at her. He dismissed everyone, but requested she walk with him to Lord Malfoy's study. Georgia followed him on shaky legs, and wondered what he wanted to talk about this time. They reached the study and they sat down at the couches again.
"I've heard that you've been going around threatening my Death Eaters," He looked at her with seriousness. "This isn't something I take lightly. As I said before, I'll not give you unjust special treatment."
"I said what I did because I happened to be pressed against a wall by said Death Eater, called a whore by him and another, and was told that he knew exactly what he'd do to me if he found me alone. I may be wrong, but I think it's quite obvious what he was referring to, and honestly I think he deserved a good threatening." Georgia couldn't look him in the eyes, she had no idea whether he would care or not about what happened.
"That does change the situation somewhat." The Dark Lord hummed, as if thinking about what to do. "What would you have me do as his punishment?"
She was shocked, Georgia hadn't thought he would so readily hand over the power to enact punishment, especially onto one his Death Eaters. She had assumed that, if he saw fit, he would choose any punishments. Georgia chose to do the only thing she could think of in such short notice. "I don't mind what you do to him, just make sure that it's public and that everyone knows that equal if not than worse punishment will be enacted if such a thing happens again."
o0O0o
"Severus, I'd like to talk to you for minute please." Voldemort spoke to one of his most trusted followers.
"What is it you wish to speak about, my Lord?" Snape asked curiously.
"I need you to keep an eye on my Granddaughter for me during this coming school year. As you may have noticed she is quite easy on the eye, and it has come to my attention that many of my Death Eaters have noticed such and I'm sure her classmates have too. So in order to keep any harm befalling her you must make sure to know where she is and what she's doing at all times."
Snape frowned, "Surely she isn't so in danger as to keep constant tabs on her?"
"We'll see, my friend. We will see."
o0O0o
Draco had already started to think about ways of sneaking Death Eaters into Hogwarts. That was why he had insisted on taking Georgia and his mother to Borgin and Burkes when they went out to buy school supplies. Georgia had donned a long black cloak with a large hood to cover her face. She had been gifted the cloak when her Grandfather had learned about their planned trip to Diagon Alley and the surrounding streets, he had told her she had to wear it the whole time they were out so no one would recognise her.
The only problem with wearing the cloak was that it was currently Summer – though truly it was debatable, it was only 18 degrees (Celsius) – and she stuck out like a sore thumb. Not only that, but she was with two out of three Malfoys who were already in the public eye. So naturally people stared.
"Can we just hurry up and get the hell out of here." Georgia complained quietly to Narcissa and Draco.
"Fine, but we still have to go to Borgin and Burkes. It'll only take about 10 minutes, I promise." Draco replied leading the way down a dark alley way toward the small shop.
o0O0o
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were looking around the minimal shops left in Diagon Alley, picking up school supplies as they went. They'd left Ginny and Charlotte with Gred and Forge in the WWW in favour of pleasing Hermione by finishing their shopping (before they would inevitably head back to the joke shop). As they wandered down the street Harry saw something he thought quite peculiar.
Draco Malfoy was casually strolling down the Alley with his mother and a cloaked woman. Harry's first thought was how anyone could be dressed in such heavy attire on a sunny day like today. The second was, "Isn't Georgia staying with the Malfoys?"
"I think so, why?" Ron asked looking at where Harry was staring. As they watched from a distance the Malfoys and their companion disappeared down a side lane.
"Is it just me, or do Draco and Mummy look like two people who don't want to be followed?" Ron said offhandedly as they quickly followed them.
o0O0o
"You don't really think it was Georgia, do you?" Charlotte asked with large, adorably innocent eyes.
"I'm afraid that's exactly what has gotten into their heads." Hermione sighed as she looked back down at her book after shooting Charlotte a sympathetic look.
Charlotte just sat in shock. This had happened nearly a week and a half ago and they hadn't even bothered to tell her what they saw until now. Not that she believed them, there's no way Georgia would willingly side with Voldemort. Whether he was family or not.
The Hogwarts Express had left platform 9¾ nearly two hours ago when the group decided to take a short walk down the train to stretch their legs. Making their way toward the back of the train was highly uneventful, but the idle chatter they engaged in was a nice contrast to the serious discussion they'd been having thus far. It was when they turned to walk up to the front of the train that they saw something they really didn't want to see.
As the group knew, nearly all Slytherins hung out at the very front of the train, so they knew to avoid that section. But just before the quartet reached the 'Slytherin' carriage they looked into the seemingly empty compartment. However, once peering inside they saw the cloak they had seen in Diagon Alley laying on one of the seats. And on the opposite side of the compartment were two people snogging fervently.
From just a glance it was obvious that the boy was Draco Malfoy, however it took closer inspection to figure out who the girl was. Sat neatly atop the cloak Charlotte saw a pair of very familiar glasses, and the girl had dyed jet black hair (shown by the slightly lighter colour at her roots). It was clearly Georgia in there snogging Draco Malfoy.
The four of them got out of there quickly, the sight burned into their retinas. Soon they were back in their compartment and Charlotte just sat with her mouth gaping. When Ben had told her that he thought Georgia and Malfoy were secretly dating she thought he was delusional, but it turned out that she was totally oblivious to the signs!
"Man, never thought I'd see the day Malfoy kissed a girl for the first time." Ron joked to break the awkward tension that had begun to slowly build.
"After seeing that I think it's safe to say he's kissed other people, Ron. Besides, you haven't seen the day of your first kiss yet." Harry replied snarkily, making everyone laugh and causing Ron to stick out his tongue.
o0O0o
After a short but sweet snogging session, Draco and Georgia headed back to the Slytherin carriage. Straightening their clothes Georgia entered the carriage first, Draco following her nearly two minutes later. Sitting with Blaise and Theo the four of them chatted until the train made it's stop at Hogsmeade Station.
Stepping off the train Georgia spotted her sister and her Gryffindor friends. Her breath hitched, remembering her Grandfathers order she pushed up the sleeves of her robes. Presenting her Dark Mark for all to see.
As the Gryffindors and Charlotte got closer Georgia stood closer, and slightly behind, Draco. Shielding herself for at least a moment longer from their sight. Soon, however, she was spotted with her friends.
"Georgia! You need to come back to us." Charlotte shouted. "You don't belong with them."
Stepping completely in front of Georgia, Draco growled "She'll belong with us for as long as she bares his mark. Which, in case you didn't know, can never be removed."
Harry frowned, "Bares his mark?" he whispered. "You mean to say she has the Dark Mark."
The others in the group gasped, and a muttered "Bloody Hell." could be heard from Ron. Georgia took a deep breath as she stepped away from Draco and toward her sister. She knew she needed to stay strong and put up a convincing façade in front of the people who were inevitably her enemy. It made her want to break down and cry, to think of her sister, her twin, as her enemy. But it had to be done, to keep herself alive.
"Of course that's what he means, Fuckwit." To be honest the question was stupid a deserved such a response. Twisting her arm as to show them her mark, she continued haughtily. "I wear my Grandfather's mark with pride."
Everyone, even those behind her, seemed taken aback by her cursing. It didn't surprise her, the British seemed so… soft, when it came to matters of the tongue anyway. She turned her head toward Draco, "Come on, we shouldn't be late for dinner."
As they walked further and further away she heard fast heavy steps behind them and she turned to see Charlotte with tears in her eyes. "Why Georgia? Tell me why you're doing this!"
"Because it has to be done."