Alright, here is my second story, a Harry Potter fanfic.
Summary: Alanna and Chassidy Atwood are twins, very close yet complete opposites in character. At a very young age, they had been abandoned by their father, and their mother had insisted he did it for more important reasons, causing them to hate him. Chassidy found solace in pranking, while Alanna learned to play quidditch. Soon after they start Wizarding School, their mother is killed in a mysterious fire. They are forced to live with their Aunt Lorrie, a squib, who treats them as maids. When Chassidy pulls Alanna into a prank that caused them both to be expelled, they are moved to a new school in England. And as soon as Alanna realizes their father has found her, she does everything in her power to keep it a secret. Adventure, mystery, and romance ensue. Set in Order of the Phoenix. Harry/OC, Draco/OC. Rated M for Later chapters. (Also, as soon as they could, they both died their hair different colors, since it was their fathers color, black, and very voluminous [not in a weird way, in the model runway way] Alanna going blonde and Chassidy going dark brown. Both their eye colors are a light gray, like their fathers.)
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-Alanna's POV-
"Sid, pass me my brush." I called out to my twin over the music from her laptop. She did so without so much as taking her eyes of the screen.
Knowing her, she was probably researching where she could buy Bubotuber, a plant that when used undiluted causes relentless boils to break out on skin. She was a constant pranker, which was why we got kicked out of our old school, St. Millingtons. Instead of keeping us in America, Aunt Lorrie moved us across the world, to England, so we could be placed in one of the best Wizardry Schools in the world, Hogwarts.
I had known about magic all my life, mostly from my mother. She had been a wizard, raising us alone. She told us about magic, but never actually used it, even though she was a pure blood. When weird things started happening around the house, like clothes flying off hangers, or Chassidy's favorite meal catching on fire, my mother became overjoyed I had received "the Gift", as she called it. She became even more overjoyed when Chassidy's magic came in a few days after mine.
Just months after we started school, our home was set on fire, and, according to ministry officials and police, thus killing our mother. We hadn't believed them at first, seeing as how there had been no body, or any sort of evidence she was dead, but we had no choice but to believe them. Our Mom had told us at an early age to cover up our own tracks, to keep our Father from finding us. Since she had ingrained it in our heads since as long as I could remember, I gradually grew to hate him, for leaving us soon after me and Chassidy were born. Mom said he stayed untill we were nearly one, and then only occasionally visited, and only for short periods of time. Chassidy had asked several times about how they met and why he wasn't there, but Mom only responded by telling us "Daddy couldn't stay, he had more important things to go to." Once, when I was ten, I received a letter by owl, short, and difficult to read, but still a letter. I read through it several times, just describing how he med us, and how he would see us as soon as he could, but that never happened. The only picture I had ever seen of him had been lost in the fire. Me and Chassidy had attempted to look for it, but there had been too much rubble, and we were scared of coming across a body.
After the school year ended and we were forced upon our Aunt. Taking us in had been a charitable act done by her, and she forced us to clean her home every day, to keep it spotless.
"Girls! If your light isn't out in 20 seconds I WILL take those sticks away from you! I don't care that your leaving tomorrow!" Speak of the devil. Even though Aunt Lorrie was also a pure blood, and had attended St. Millingtons when she was our age, she never used magic either. We suspected she was a squib. Chassidy yelled an okay back down to her, lifting a shoe from the edge of her bed and launching it at the light switch. It dropped with a characteristic thump, leaving me to launch my hairbrush at the light, hitting its goal and switching the lights off. The only light in the room was now Chassidy's lap top and my own bedside lamp. Mom had always told me I had gotten my father's athletic abilities, and Chassidy had gotten his sense of humor. The first time Sid heard her say it, she frowned straight for a week, before resuming where she had left off on a prank.
"Night Sid." I told her while pulling my pants off and trading them for shorts. She nodded and grabbed her headphones from the nightstand between us. "You know they don't allow muggle artifacts in Hogwarts?"
She smirked at me while plugging them in. "Stupid rule if you ask me. I'm having one last night with my baby before I leave it behind." I laughed quietly and shook my head.
"Well when you go to sleep, don't forget to call Galileo and Andromeda in. You know they won't come in tomorrow morning." I told her, referring to our owls. Mine was Galileo, a pure black owl, and hers was Andromeda, a pure white owl. She nodded while untangling her headphones.
I sighed and reached over to turn my lamp off before rolling under my covers.
* At 9 and 3/4 *
"A bit quick, don't you think?" Chassidy was referring to Aunt Lorrie, who had pointed out the wall for us to walk through, and then abruptly left, not even saying goodbye or giving a hug. We had waited to follow another pair of witches who showed us how to go through.
After a few minutes of attempting to push through the crowd, we gave up and stopped to rest. Our trunks had our owls strapped on top of them, causing them to chitter loudly at being locked up.
"Very, She's probably going to go have a party now that we are gone." I stopped looking around to pet a dog that had nuzzled against my bare leg. "Why, hello there, whats your name?" The dog was black, huge, somewhat resembling a Grim, and I was pretty sure an animagus. It seemed really, really, familiar. But I had never met a black dog this big before. I was positive.
I heard people start shoving through the crowd, and a boy with messy black hair and wire framed glasses came into view. "Is he your friend?" I asked the dog. He nodded, and now I was positive it was an animagus. "Well then go to him!" I laughed, and the dog turned and began trotting to the boy with black hair. I smiled at him, and he smiled back before leaning down to scold the dog.
"Well that was interesting. Animagus?" Chassidy asked. I nodded, and she shrugged at me, while I watched the dog turn to look at me once more. I wanted to ask her if it had looked familiar, but before I could, she interrupted my train of thought. "Seven minutes, lets go." She lifted her trunk, and I copied her, heaving my duffel bag on my shoulder. "So how much do you think we are going to miss America by the end of this train ride?"
"Too much." I told her sadly while we began weaving through the crowds. In America, students had met up at a spot, like Atlanta, and then headed by plane to wherever the school was. It was constantly changing to avoid being found.
Once we found an empty carriage near the end of the train, we sat down with a sigh of relief.
"I think I'm going to owl Macy as soon as we reach the school." Chassidy told me while picking dirt from her nails.
"After we talk with those two professors. And then eat dinner. I'm already starving." I leaned against the window seat just as the door slid open. I saw a head of pure blonde hair, along with a pointy chin and nose, and sunken in face. He looks like a jerk. I thought to myself. He started to close the door, but when he saw Chassidy, he leaned against the frame and looked her over.
"Your always -" She looked up at the guy, obviously checking him out. I gagged to myself and stared at the window, scanning for the dog again. After I coughed a few times, he stuck his hand out to her. There was something about him I disliked immediately.
"My name is Draco Malfoy. How come I haven't seen you around here before?" She shrugged and smiled at him, looking from under her lashes.
I sighed in annoyance and answered for her. "I'm Alanna, she's Chassidy. We're transfers from America." He glanced over at me, looking me over with an annoyed look in his eyes. I smirked at him and crossed my arms.
"Well, Chassidy, which house are you going to be in?" He seemed to focus all of his attention solely on her, so I turned to the window again, to continue my search. I heard their search as if I was far away.
"I'm supposed to be in Slytherin."
"Really? I'm in Slytherin. How about I go introduce you to some of my friends?"
"Yeah, that sounds fun." And she got up and left without even a goodbye. I mean,it's not that I actually cared, I mean, I was proud she was coming out of her shell. But she could have said bye. Who knows how long it will be till we see each other again? Other than our meeting with the professors later.
"Excuse me, could I sit here? It seems that every other carriage is filled up." I looked up to see a tiny blonde girl with practically white hair down to her waist.
"Yeah, sure. I'm Alanna, by the way."
"Luna Lovegood. Are you a transfer?" She asked while pushing her trunk into the luggage rack. I was surprised such a tiny girl could lift so much weight.
"I'm transferring here from a school in America. And I'm in the Gryffindor house, just so you know." I informed her while she sat down with a magazine, upside down.
"Oh, its a very nice house, you will enjoy it." At the last word, she snapped the magazine up to her nose, thus ending any chance of conversation. I sighed and reached a hand to twirl a piece, still looking for the dog. Wwas it that I had felt like I'd known the dog before? Why was I even obsessing over it? There was just something about it that made me ant to. . I don't even know. Like my heart recognized it before my brain did.
"Hi, Luna, is it okay if we take these seats?" I looked up a few moments later to see a girl with fiery red hair and bright green eyes, pulling a large trunk in. Behind her was a slightly chunky boy with brown hair, holding a frog in one hand and a trunk in the other. Last to come in was the tall boy, the one that had been friends with the Animagus. I smiled at him and he smiled back, obviously recognizing me. He kept his eyes on me, even when Luna was staring at him while nodding.
"Thanks." The red head said while sitting beside Luna. The two boys stowed their trunks in the luggage rack above me, and I vaguely realized the black haired boy had a white owl, who immediately started chittering with Galileo.
I really need to get his name, I thought to myself while the black haired boy sat next to me, and the brown haired one sat across from him. Luna was staring at the black haired boy without blinking, which was kind of creepy.
"I'm Ginny Weasley." The red head said while sticking her hand out.
"Alanna Atwood. Fresh from America." I told them while shaking her hand.
"Really? I didn't know America had Wizardry schools. Do you know which house you are in?" She asked with what sounded like genuine interest in her voice.
"Gryffindor." I shrugged. As soon as the word was out of my mouth they all began cheering with yeah!'s and alright!'s. "I take it all of you are in Gryffindor." I assumed with a smile.
"All except Luna. I'm Neville Longbottom." The brown haired boy said with a slightly high voice that cracked, but I could tell from the way he held himself he had a lot of potential. I turned to the black haired boy expectantly.
"You don't know me?" I shook my head no. "Oh!" He had a surprised look on my face, and I frowned, that was really pompous. "I'm-" He started, before getting cut off by Luna. Up close, his eyes were really green. They reminded me of the grass at my house in America, before it was singed to the ground.
"Your Harry Potter." I cocked my head at her. Again, really rude. Why was everyone here cutting everyone else off? And why was I expected to know this kid?