A/N: This is just a really stupid prologue type thing. I had planned to write the entire year...but I realized, I don't have that much...creativity to draw out. Haha. It's mostly just introducing my characters. Review? Pwease?

The girls names are Aelia (ay lee ah)

Adreasteia (ad rah stay ah)

The curtains in Aelia's room flew open and she groaned loudly.

"Miss Aelia? It's time to wake up. Your train to school leaves in three hours," her house elf said quietly.

"Okay," Aelia yawned, smoothing her blond hair out of her grey eyes.

Her twin sister Adreasteia burst into her room, fully dressed, and leapt onto her bed, "Oh my goodness Aelia, are you ready for this year?! I'm so excited! We're finally going to get to watch the Tri-Wizard Tournament!"

"Adreasteia! Relax! Yes, it's going to be a decent year."

Adreasteia grinned, "I'm still really excited. And don't tell me you're not. You know you're excited about the Tri-Wizard Tournament this year. Because that means the Yule Ball, and maybe that certain someone will ask you."

Aelia laughed, "Maybe. Probably not."

"Excuse me? You're a Malfoy! Of course he'll ask you. So many guys will be lining up to ask us!"

"Merlin, Adreasteia, shut up." she sighed, "What should I wear to King's Cross?" Aelia asked sliding her legs out of bed.

"Well, I'm wearing this," said Adreasteia holding out her arms. Aelia examined her outfit; she was wearing a leaf green shirt with sleeves that stopped mid-forearm, and a simple pair of grey jeans. Black sparkly ballet flats. Her white-blond hair was tastefully braided over her shoulder.

"That's cute. Who did your hair?"

"Dusty, actually," Adreasteia said, touching the braid.

"Hm…well, I guess it's a good thing you're always out of bed before me. It saves me the effort of picking out my clothes.

Adreasteia rolled her eyes, "It really wouldn't hurt to pick out clothes once in a while."

"Yes, well, getting out of bed before noon when unnecessary would hurt me," Aelia said searching for the matching shirt in her massive closet. It was quite a task, considering not only was green her house color, it was also her favorite. Opening that closet was like walking into a forest. Finally, she spotted it in the back, the one place she could have sworn it wasn't. The pants were easy enough to find, however.

They were hanging out of the train windows, waving goodbye to their parents. Their brother was standing beside them, directing Crabbe and Goyle where to take the girl's trunks. As their parents faded out of sight, Aelia and Adreasteia brought their heads back into the carriage.

"Thank you, Draco. We'll see you in the Great Hall for dinner," Adreasteia said over her shoulder as they entered their compartment, at the other end of the train from their brother.

"Thank Merlin we don't have to deal with him except in the common room," Aelia said collapsing onto the seat.

Adreasteia rolled her eyes and sat like a dignified Malfoy, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes, you do. He's so obsessed with Potter. It's getting on my last nerve. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he was in love."

Adreasteia snorted, "Good point."

"I don't know, Fred, everywhere is full," came a voice they recognized well.

"What do you want to do, George? Sit in the corridor until we get to Hogwarts?"

Aelia stood and opened the door, "Your friend Jordan is down that way," she said pointing to the left, "Do us a favor, and move your impoverished arses that way."

The Weasley twins, tall, freckled, and ginger, rolled their eyes in unison. George opened his mouth to retort, but Aelia shut the compartment door in his face, and closed the shades.

"They're pathetic, blood-traitors," Adreasteia said snobbishly, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

"I know. Just imagine…if one of them gets picked for the Tournament. It's likely he'd end up dead," Aelia said dreamily.

"If only," Adreasteia said.

"So..." Aelia started slowly, "What are you going to wear to the Yule Ball?" she gushed.

"Merlin, I don't know yet. I don't even have a dress yet. Does Hogsmeade have a dress shop?"

"I don't know. We might just have to have mother pick us up and we'll go shopping for them," Aelia said, grinning.

"Ohhhh, I love shopping with Mother. She has such amazing taste."

"I know. Oh my Merlin, who do you want to ask you to the ball?"

Aelia rolled her eyes, "Who do you think?"

Adreasteia smirked, "Pansy's older brother right? What's his name? Um…..Parker? Oh that's right. I remember, you may have mentioned him. Once or twice. A minute. All summer."

Aelia rolled her eyes again and giggled "Shut up. You were just as bad with Marcus Flint. And, honestly I don't know what you see in him. He's so ugly."

Adreasteia sat back into the seat, "He's going places, Aelia. I have a feeling he's going to be something in this world."

"Yes he is. He's going to be bucktooth."

There was a knock on the door. The plump witch with the food opened the door, "Anything off the trolley dears?"

Adreasteia and Aelia scanned the cart. Fizzing Wizbees, Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. Anything any wizard child could think of.

"Um...what will thirteen galleons and…seven sickles get us?" Aelia asked, searching her trunk for her money.

The witch laughed, "Quite a lot."

The seats were piled high with candy, and wrappers littered the floor. Aelia was stretched out on her stomach on the seats of one side of the compartment. Adreasteia was polishing her wand on the other.

"I don't know about you. But I feel terrible. I'm never eating that much again," Aelia groaned.

Adreasteia giggled, "I told you not to buy all of it!"

"But it's so good!"

Adreasteia rolled her eyes, "You're going to get fat."

Aelia's mouth dropped open, "And you're going to marry a mudblood!"

"Aelia! That is so worse than being fat!"

Aelia blew a kiss at her sister, "I don't play to get even. I play to win."

"Speaking of winning," Came a voice, making the girls jump.

"Are you two…ladies going to play Quidditch this year?" chimed an identical voice.

They looked up to see the Weasley twins standing in the doorway.

"Yes, I believe we are," said Aelia coolly.

"Why?" put in Adreasteia.

"Because we're just checking to see if you were ready to lose the House Cup again," said the one Aelia always thought was Fred.

Adreasteia rolled her eyes. "What do you want?"

"We're waiting for the toilets, actually," said George.

"And we figured, while we wait to piss," said Fred.

"We might as well piss you two off," finished George.

The girls rolled their eyes in unity.

"You two were at the Quidditch World Cup this year, right?"

"Yes. We were surprised to see your family there. We didn't expect that your house could cost quite that much," said Aelia.

George's eyes darkened in anger. But Fred leaned down, putting his hands on his knees, eye to eye with Aelia a slight smile across his face, "You might want to watch yourself, Malfoy. Never know when something…unfortunate might happen."

Aelia laughed incredulously, "Are you threatening me now, Weasley?"

His smirk widened, "Never."

He straightened, and he and George exited the compartment.

"They're so irritating!" Adreasteia shrieked.

"I know. Again, let's hope for the Tri Wizard tournament."

Adreasteia giggled.

"We need to get our robes on."

AN: So...I reposted this chapter because I realized, I didn't do the damn line breaks, witch always confuses me when I'm reading. And...because I needed to edit...something else that I can't quite remember.