"..." Katherine Morgan sat alone in a car near the end of the train. London is long gone now. Nothing but grass for miles in the distance... well, that and the occassional building, but it's going by so fast you don't notice it anyway. Half asleep, she can almost convince herself it really is a dream.

"OH KATIE~~~~!"

...Or not. A familiar voice reminds her that it is infact, reality.

"Damn, Katrina, your voice can wake the dead".

"Well, I try," the young girl smiles back, holding two foam cups with a milky brown substance, one out to Katherine, or Katie, as her sister calls her. "I tried to get coffee, but they would only sell me hot chocolate."

"Because we all know that YOU are the last person on the planet who needs caffeine at this hour." She laughs as she gladly recieves the drink. The sky is beginning to turn purple and the sun is almost vanished from the horizon. It's getting cold in the car, too. Katrina gets a good look at her sister, Katherine, as she sits down with her drink. It's always like looking into a mirror. She has the same pale skin, same ice-blue eyes, same bleach blonde hair, pulled back into a loose braid. We are indeed a pair, identical.

Well... almost.

"Can you really believe it's happening, Katrina?" Katherine says softly. "We haven't really talked about it yet. I mean... just a few months ago I had my whole future planned out but now I... but now it's all... changed".

"MMM! Speaking of changing," she says, finishing her sip, "we should get changed. Into our uniforms. When I was out there I saw that most of the older students were already in uniform, it was amazing! Some were wearing green, blue, red, yellow... Why do we wear just black?!"

"I think it has to do with what classes you major in or something... or maybe what year you are...I don't fucking know." Katherine rolls her eyes after trying to figure it out. "But you're right. Let's get changed".

(1 hour later)

"So they just take our luggage like that?!"

"They said we'd get it back in our room later," Katherine says, trying to calm her sister while simultaniously observing the people around her. 'Katrina was right, it seems like everyone is wearing something different'. They passed by a girl and tall ginger boy and she got a look at the insignia on their robes. It looked like a bird holding a shield, and on it was a roaring lion with a... snake... for a tail? 'What the hell was that...' she thought, rolling her eyes.

"He hasn't come back yet, are you sure, Hermione?" The boy said.

"I've looked everywhere, he's not here!" She responded. Both of their voices were fleeting, and hushed. As quickly as they had come, they'd gone. She couldn't hear any more over the people crowding the place, "Hogsmeade station" as a sign read.

As they followed a group of other first years, something caught Katherine's eye. A group of students with green-accented robes were getting into a carriage to go with the other upperclassmen not too far from them. She tried to focus on the conversation, but all she could get from it was "You should have seen the look on his face" and "Damn Potter". Also something about that Potter person heading back to London.

"Potter..." She muttered, trying to piece it together. She can swear she heard people talking about someone named Potter while they were at Diagon alley. Then again, it could just be a craftsman they're talking about, hard to say.

"Ka- ... Katrina?!" Katherine says, looking around. 'Damn, I lost her... where'd she go...?' While scanning the crowd, she notices a peculiar woman also looking around. Like Katherine, she's looking for someone, staring at the train. When people stop coming out and she concludes she cant find the person in question, she heads toward the train, her purple hair whipping behind her as she calmly weaves through students.

"...Katie!" Here sisters voice snaps her back to reality. "There you are! Where did you go?!"

"I, uhm..."

"Oh never mind, come on, they're starting to leave. Come on, we're taking boats to the school! You have to see the lake, it's enormous!"

They hear man bellowing for all first years to come toward the lake, so she has no choice but to comply. One last look behind her and the purple-haired woman is gone. 'I wonder if i'll see her again... something about her is... off...' As they boated toward the castle-esque building, the feeling was getting stronger and stronger. The reality was becoming clearer and clearer.

'What the fuck did we get ourselves into...'