Author's Note: This is my second fan fiction that has come into fruition... again, it's a Draco Malfoy one... I seem to have a thing for the bad boys (but what girl can resist Draco?) This chapter is purely setting up the characters, but I promise you, it does get better as I go along... so please, anyone who reads this, feel free to review (I'm always up for good advice on how to better my writing.) I will try my best to update as often as I can with my limited internet connection and my two small children driving me insane. Enjoy!

Chapter One: The Dreaded Letter

The day I received my acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was not a very good day for me at all. It came by the way of an owl, like normal for us witches and wizards. There were actually two letters that came that day, one for me and one for my brother. I really did not want a letter from Hogwarts though. See, I have been dreading going there. I have a lot to live up to at that school. So I have been trying to get out of going for weeks, but to no avail.

"Please mother, just let me go somewhere else. Ship me off to Beauxbatons. I don't care where I go to school at, as long as it's not Hogwarts." I begged and pleaded. I would have dropped down to my knees for added affect if I believed that it would have helped.

"Juniper Snowdrop Breeze!" She loved using my full name to show her disappointment in me. "Hogwarts is the best school there is for our kind. How come you cannot be more like your brother and be excited to go?" My mother inquired.

I rolled my eyes at her in disgust. I hated being compared to my brother, my twin to be exact. Anyone who says that twins are close, have obviously never met the two of us. We are fraternal twins and complete polar opposites. The only thing we have in common is that we are both four feet three inches tall.

My brother has bright blonde hair like our parents, green eyes like our mother and he's a bit of a goody-goody. He's our mother's favorite because he does everything she asks. He is older than me by a whole five minutes which he brags about constantly and he has also never been in trouble, ever.

I on the other hand, have raven black hair which I inherited from some distant relative, steel gray eyes like our father and I'm a bit of a trouble maker. I'm also a daddy's girl, which is okay because I prefer his rules over my mother's.

I walked away from my mother without answering her and I headed out to the backyard where I knew my father would be. He and I had a small vegetable garden growing out there. I knew he would be working in it like he does every morning. I sighed exaggeratedly, knowing that it would get my father's attention.

He stopped digging up the potatoes and looked up at me. "Is something the matter Juni?" He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.

"Just mother being mother. 'Juniper Snowdrop Breeze, be more like your brother. Edelweiss Ash Breeze is a much better child than you are.' Blah, blah, blah, so on and so forth." I smiled after poorly imitating my mother.

My father chuckled and motioned for me to sit with him. "I'm fairly certain she didn't say that your brother is a better child than you."

"She might as well have said it. We both know she feels that way." I said as I plopped down on the ground.

"She just doesn't understand you, that's all." He sighed, "You're a free spirit Juni, you question everything, you have to have all the facts before making a decision and that's not a bad thing. Del just takes orders better and there's nothing wrong with that either. Some people were born to be followers, like Del, while others were born to be leaders, like you. That's just how the world works. Don't worry about your mother. She'll come to realize it on her own terms." He hugged me gently.

I grumbled. I knew my father was right, he always was. "It's just that I wish that she would realize it now. I hate being compared to Del, like he's the complete idea child, while I'm the mistake… and I really, really, really don't want to go to Hogwarts."

My father smiled a little too knowingly, "You'll do fine there Juni, just be yourself and don't worry about what house you get placed in. I will love you no matter what, just go with the flow and follow most of the rules, that's all that matters. Now go get cleaned up, we'll be heading to Diagon Alley soon to get school things for you and your brother."

I knew I lost the battle of which school I was going to. When my father says that something is final, then it is final. I got up off the ground and went inside to change. I walked past my mother and went up the stairs to my room. I did not want to change, I did not want to go to get supplies for school, all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and sleep the years away, but I couldn't do that, so I decided to dress up like I would on normal days.

I put on a pair of holy black leggings, a neon green tulle skirt, a black long sleeve shirt, a neon green flower choker and black knee high Converse shoes. I braided my hair with a neon green ribbon to add some color to it. My mother hates that neon green is my favorite color instead of red or some variation of it, which is why I wear it when I want to make her angry at me.

As I was walking out of my room, my brother stopped me. He was wearing crimson, like always. I hated all reds and seeing him in it made me want to punch him in the face. My mother would have a fit if I did though, me, the problem child, hitting her precious baby boy. It made me sick to my stomach to think about it.

"What do you want Del?" I was furious with him.

He sneered, "I was sent up here by mother to make sure you were ready to go." He stared at my clothes with obvious disgust. "You are not honestly wearing that are you? It is an awful outfit… mother will want you to put on your vacation outfit, like I did."

I pulled back my left fist and punched my brother hard in his chest. "I don't give a damn what she wants me to wear… I'm wearing this. I can't stand wearing red."

I officially hated him more now. I walked around my brother and walked downstairs. My mother glared at me when she saw me and that made me smile a little. It made me smile even more when my father walked into the living room wearing black dress slacks, a black button up dress shirt and an emerald green tie. If anyone did not know based off of attitude which twin took after which parent, the clothing and color choices would make it a dead giveaway.

"Heath, honestly… and it is no wonder she refuses to wear red, you encourage her color choice." My mother complained very loudly.

He smiled at me, "Of course I do. I encourage her to make all of her choices, her own choices. I don't see why it's such an issue for her to wear green. Anyway, I think it looks good on her."

She stared at my father in disbelief, grabbed my brother's hand when he finally came down the stairs and apparated without saying a word to either of us.

"Well, it's a good thing that your mother and I can both get into our vault at Gringotts. I'm going to guess that she's not going to want to go shopping with the two of us looking the way we do, since you know, we look very un-Gryffindor like."

I laughed and took my father's hand, waiting to apparate.