A/N: YAY! First Chappy! We would like you guys to know, that for our books, each chapter will be repeated twice; one in Cassidy's POV, and once in Katrina's POV! Also, even though J.K.R. has released that Lysander and Lorcan, Cassidy's twin brothers, were born later than all the other next gen characters, we changed it so that they're slightly older than our characters, who are the same age as James Potter. Don't like it? Too bad. It's called a fanfiction for a reason! ^-^ On the other hand, we didn't really want to spend too much time explaining our clothing attire because we have whole Polyvore account dedicated to our OC's! Here are the outfits for this first chapter:

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Cassidy & Katrina

Chapter One - Cassidy's POV

There it was, my last name on every single one of the novels lined on the shelf of Flourish and Blotts. What a way to start my first year at Hogwarts. Of course, there was still the possibility that my great-grandfather's books weren't all that popular with the other students. Although, if I remember correctly from what Mum said, then one of his books is used as a textbook for Care of Magical Creatures.

My hand was just reaching out to grasp a glossy spine when I heard a voice calling out behind me. I turned around to face girl, who looked pretty close to my age. From what I could see of her hair (it was done up in a messy, but unique style) it was a sunshine shade of yellow, so vibrant that it seemed to light up the whole bookshop. Her eyes were impeccably close to the same shade, even brighter if that was possible. In her arms, she clutched a rather thick book that I'd read a few weeks before. Hopefully she found it as good as I had.

"Hey! Are you a fan of Newt Scamander too?" Her unusually colored eyes lit up, wider than saucers.

"Um, actually I'm-" I started to say, about to tell her that although I was a fan of his books, that was probably required when one was the author's great granddaughter.

"I've read all of his books! All the way from 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them' to his second most recent 'A Wizard's Anthology to Monsters'! I can't wait to get my hands on that one there!" She pointed excitedly at the brand-new book in my hands. I glanced down at it and stepped forward to hand it to her.

"Actually, I'm Newt Scamander's great granddaughter," I blushed. "Here, you can have this copy, I was just going to read the synopsis from the back." My smile was small and timid, but I was glad to hand her the hard cover copy, limited edition for a few weeks only. Once her hand wrapped around the cover, I stepped back beside the towering pile of books and brushed my bangs behind my ears, waiting for her answer. I paused and let her glance down at it, almost cradling it in her arms like one would do with a baby. Although, I suppose, I had probably done that on a few occasions also.

"I'm Cassidy, by the way, Cassidy Scamander," I added, realizing that I'd forgotten to introduce myself to her.

"Oh! It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Katrina Lupin," Katrina's chin raised slightly in admiration, and I could tell that she took great pride in who she was, not a fault in the least. I smiled, she seemed like a fantastic person to be around. The silence between us grew, and became almost uncomfortable, Had I said anything? Was there something on my face? Self-consciously, I brushed my bangs behind my ear again; they had fallen back into my eyes only a moment after I had fixed them before. FInally, she spoke.

"Sorry, but, did you say your name was Cassidy Scamander?" I bit my lip, and took a deep breath.

"Well, yes. It's Scamander, not Salamander," my attempt at humor was awful, and I let out a nervous laugh, smile fading into non-existence. My awkwardness around people was seeping back in. Around my family, I had no trouble being who I am. But when I'm around other people, they see me, and my mum especially, as queer oddballs. A giggle distracted me from my thoughts, and I looked up to see her genuinely tickled by what I'd said. My smile returned.

"That's a good joke," Katrina started to laugh, and pretty soon both of us were shaking from laughter, covering our mouths for fear of getting caught. "Salamander! That's funny," my sides started to shake harder than before, and there was cramp in the side of my ribs, just like the one you get while doing physical exercise.

Inside, I felt warm and happy. FInally, there was someone who could understand me! The last time I felt like this was last Christmas when my Grandpa Xenophilius was convinced that the gnomes had stole his spectrespecs, when, in reality, they were on top of his head! My brothers, Lysander and Lorcan, had a right good laugh at that, even though they had nothing to do with it! After a few moments of going on like that, we finally calmed down and I was able to think clearly again.

"So, what's your favourite genre of book?" Katrina asked. At those words, I perked up immediately, millions of thoughts running through my head at the speed of light.

"I love every type of genre, but fantasy! I mean, I like all other genres but fantasy just pulls me into every book I read like The Maze Runner and Nightshade. Oh! And I Am Number Four! But the genre historical fiction is great too because I just absolutely love reading about these parts of history told from people's point of view! Last week I read this muggle book called At The Water's Edge, about an American couple who went to Scotland during the Second Muggle World War looking for the Loch Ness Monster! Those muggles are so naive, if only they could see that Nessie isn't a monster, she's an evolved sea serpent who managed to survive the Poison Leak of 1359!" I laughed, not realizing that Katrina's eyes were blank. I looked up, and caught her eye. Oops. Once I got onto a topic I really liked, there's no stopping me!

"Whoa there missy! I can't understand you anymore, you're speaking faster than nargles steal my stuff! Anyways, I still have to get my first year items. Would you like to come with me? I'll pay you back in ice cream." Katrina goaded, her face hopeful of me accompanying her. Weighing the options, I bit my lip. On one hand, Mum and Dad were going to be quite busy with the new book signing, and on the other, Lorcan and Lysander were going to be kept busy for hours at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Finally, I chose my decision.

"Sure, but you don't have to pay for me. I just got paid from Grandpa Xenophilius for degnoming his garden last week. Shall we?" I offer my arm up in mock politeness, as if I were going to escort Katrina out of the shop. Even though I'd nearly forgotten it, wrapped around my thumb was a small bandage from a few days ago. The cause for the band aid was because while I had been degnoming, a smaller gnome had latched onto my hand and sunk his teeth into my finger. Dad was going to cast a quick charm to fix it, but Grandpa had changed his minds with his theory of Gnome saliva being beneficial to one somehow.

"What happened to your thumb?" Katrina asked, her voice concerned. I glanced down and remembered about the tiny wound.

"Oh, gnomes can be buggers sometimes," I laughed, and with that we walked out of the musty-smelling bookstore, towards the rest of Diagon Alley. We were just on the last step of the bookshop's stairs when a very obvious idea struck me.

"Hey, Katrina," I say, pausing while I try not to laugh again, "we still need our first year books."

"Bloody hell! I completely forgot!"

Chapter One - Katrina's POV

The streets of Diagon Alley were bustling with activity as I walked through it. My nose was in a book as I mumbled incoherent apologies over my shoulder to my fellow witches and wizards as I bumped into them. Finally, i made it to my destination, Flourish and Blotts, my favourite place currently. Well, until I enter my first year in Hogwarts, that is. Walking into the usually busy store I make my way to the pyramid of books by my favourite author of all time. There stood a girl with platinum, if almost white, medium-length hair with her back turned to me, reaching for a book from the pyramid, I called out to her.

"Hey! Are you a fan of Newt Scamander too?" My eyes widened to the size of plates when I saw a copy of the limited edition of Newt Scamander's book in her hands.

"Um, actually I'm-" she started but I cut her off.

'I've read all of his books! All the way from 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them' to his second most recent book ( insert novel here)! I can't wait to get my hands on that one there!" I pointed directly to the book in her hands staring at it patiently. She looked down timidly and stepped forward to hand me the copy.

"Actually, I'm Newt Scamander's great granddaughter," she blushed slightly. "Here you can have this copy, I was just going to read the synopsis from the back."The small girl smiled shyly. Although she looked slightly intimidated by me, she had stepped forward bravely and handed me the limited edition hard copy. I cradled it in my arms lovingly. As soon as she gave me the book she retreated to her original place beside the stacks of books with the name of my idol printed boldly on each cover.

"I'm Cassidy, by the way, Cassidy Scamander," she said, tearing me from my daydream of reading the book still cradled in my arms.

"Oh!, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Katrina Lupin.." I said proudly, then I thought about what she said. I stared at her with wide eyes and tried to process what I had just heard. I froze with my chin still up, but my eyes wide in shock. Did she just say, what I think she said? Thinking about it for a minute I finally looked at her. Then, I glanced at the books, then back her, then at the book. This went on for a while, until I found my words again.

"Sorry, but, did you say your name was Cassidy Scamander?" I asked with an emphasis on her last name.

"Well, yes. It's Scamander, not Salamander," she joked, laughing nervously. It's obvious she's not used to being around people she doesn't know much, but the joke was funny. I giggled lightly.

"Thats a good joke."I started laughing a little harder, the light giggle turning into a chuckle. Then turning into a laugh where we both had to cover our mouths so no one would hear us in the semi-crowded room.

"Salamander! That's funny," I strained from laughing so hard. It almost hurt to breathe. I haven't laughed like that since my 10th birthday. When my twin brother and I sneezed at the same time and switched faces. His face turned into mine and mine, into his. It was like looking in a mirror at a carnival. Teddy and I were laughing so hard, and when we stopped laughing, we'd look at each other and end up doubling over again in laughter. Even grandma, Hannah and Neville found it hilarious. I laughed just as hard then, as I am now. It made me excited that someone else could make me feel so happy so quickly after meeting them. As the laughter died down to little giggles. I looked into her grey-blue eyes, and smiled warmly. She smiled back, I knew from that moment we'd be amazing friends. Without skipping a beat, I asked.

"So, what's your favourite genre of book?" Her grey eyes seemed to shine at the question. She went into a whirlwind of excited chatter. I had a hard time keeping up with her because she was talking so fast.

"I love every type of genre but fantasy! I mean, I like all other genres but fantasy just pulls me into every book I read like The Maze Runner and Nightshade. Oh! And I Am Number Four! But, the genre historical fiction is great too because…" After that I couldn't comprehend what she was saying. She was talking like the speed of light, and I couldn't follow her anymore.

"Woah there missy! I can't understand you anymore, you're speaking faster than nargles steal my stuff. Anyways, I still have to get my first year items. Would you like to come with me? I'll pay you back in ice cream," I smiled hoping she would come. Truthfully I hate being alone, I was supposed to go shopping with Neville and Teddy, but we got seperated by the crowd earlier that day. She bit her lip, looking like she was thinking really hard. I was about to say that it was ok if she didn't want to go. but, she spoke before I was able to.

"Sure, but you don't have to pay for me I just got paid from Grandpa Xenophilius for de-gnoming his garden last week. Shall we?" She said with an arm outstretched, as if she were going to lead me out of the store. Noticing the band-aid on her thumb I asked her concerned.

"What happened to your thumb?" I asked curiously, pointing to her wound. She looked down at her thumb and let a little laugh

"Oh, gnomes can be buggers," she replied

At that point we exited the comforting store of books towards the bustling streets of Diagon Alley

"Hey, Katrina...we still need our first year books" She said trying not to laugh

"Bloody hell! I completely forgot!" I blurted, turning slightly pink from embarrassment

A/N: First Chappy done! Whoo hoo! - Katrina

What did you think of it Cass? Wasn't it AMAZING?! - Katrina

Yeppers! Hopefully, we'll have chapter 2 up and running soon! - Cassidy

Definitely! If Cassidy isn't studying for ANY CLASS WE HAVE! Especially since we're not even in Hogwarts yet! - Katrina

Toodles! *wiggles fingers* ^-^ - Cassie

Ok BYE BYE for now! *waves frantically* - Katrina