Spies, Spells, and Secrets

Prologue

Abby's POV

Sigh. Another year over. I just finished my fourth year at Hogwarts. Now I am back home in Arkansas. I know, I am an American going to a British school of magic. America doesn't really have a established school of magic. So I go to Hogwarts with my twin, Elizabeth. OK, we aren't really twins, but we are so freakishly alike that people think we are. Truly, we are only neighbors. We are both in Ravenclaw.

I was currently sitting under a tree in my front yard, waiting for her to meet me. I was wearing my favorite bikini. It was plain, royal blue, and the top was a halter-top. I also had a canvas swim bag with my wand in it.

"Abby!" I heard her shout. I turned my head to see Ella running toward me. She was wearing her favorite bikini. It was yellow with black polka dots. Yes, I know. It an 'itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, yellow polka dot bikini.' She thought it was funny. She also had a swim bag, but it was turquoise.

"Hey, Ella. What held you up?" I said

"I couldn't find my…"

"Oh no." I said

She began to sing. "itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, yellow polka dot bikini."

"Yeah, I know." I rolled my eyes

She looked across the street. Se leaned toward me and whispered, "I have a bad feeling about the black van across the street. It looks just like FBI vans in the movies."

"Please, movies are fake."

"That doesn't explain why it has been there for an hour. The people in it are just sitting there, I think. I can't really tell."

"C'mon, let's just get going. I figured out a short cut to the pool through the woods."

We started walking when I heard footsteps.

"HI!" someone shouted behind us. We both screamed.

"Sorry if I scared you, but I just moved here. I don't have any friends and I noticed that you were going to the pool." She said

"How did you-" began Ella, but I cut her off.

"It's kinda obvious, I mean, we are wearing bathing suits." I said to her.

She blushed.

I looked at the girl. She seemed like she was our age. She had brown hair and ice blue eyes. She was wearing a white and light turquoise striped bikini. She had a purple swim bag over her shoulder. She was smiling nervously. I held out my hand.

"I'm Abigail, or Abby, and this is Ella, or Elizabeth. It's nice to meet you…"

"Marissa." She said, shaking my hand.

"Well, Marissa, would you like to come to the pool with us? Abby found a short cut." Said Ella.

"Sure."