Magic
Chapter 1 *~ What's Hogwarts? ~ *
DISCLAIMERS: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY CHARACTER EXCEPT CATTY AND CAL!
Catty and Cal McRobinson were identical twins. They were 11 years old, and they had not the slightest idea what powers they were capable of doing.
Until of the Friday of October 31st. They were both turning 11, and they were extremely excited. Catty loved animals, that's why their mother, Camie, named her Catty, so she could have the word "Cat" in her name. Cal also loved animals, but she was mostly into the indoors, music, and posters.
"So, honey flowers, were do you want to go for your birthday's?" asked Camie.
"The music store!" cried Cal. "I heard the new Miss Techno CD was out-and the singer who sings the songs is Little Miss Aly!"
"Why don't we go to the zoo?" asked Catty quietly. She wasn't as loud and bold as Cal. She always followed Cal, and never had a mind of her own.
"Your last birthday we went to the music store, Cal," said their father, Cole.
"Yes, why not going to the zoo?" Camie asked Cal.
"Oh-puhlease, Camie! Why the zoo? I mean, the only thing there is animals. Much as I love animals-why do we have to go to a place that smells of-m- manure?"
"It's Catty's turn to choose where to go on birthdays, Cal! If you don't want to come I will make you stay at Aunt Marie's!" Camie threatened. Catty and Cal loved Aunt Marie, but Aunt Marie bossed them around, and she didn't really like them.
Why do we have to go to the zoo? I mean, it smells of manure and all the animals do is pooh on you, Cal thought. Cal and Catty knew nothing of Harry Potter, the talented young warlock. Camie and Cole knew of him though, and they knew he was entering his first year at Hogwarts. Camie was insisting on going to the zoo because of Harry Potter's little "incident" with the snake. She wanted to see if Cal or Catty had that special talent.
"Camie, I'll go if you tell me why you are suddenly insisting on going to the zoo?" Cal asked hotly. "I want to know! The only thing I know is that you are making up excuses! If this was any normal day, you would have said no to the zoo!"
"Cal, this is not any normal day."
"But-"
"No-!"
"CAMIE-STOP-IT-NOW!" Cole had obviously had enough. "You need to set a good example! As for you, Cal. It's your birthday's. Last year, we went to the music store. Catty didn't whine. Now you're whining! Show some respect! Camie, should I tell them about-?"
"-Tell us about what?" Cal demanded.
"Well, Cal, Catty, it's a long story. And I don't know if I should tell you now-you really should wait for your letter!"
"What letter , Cole?" Cal hissed. Catty stood silent, kicking at the dirt in the front lawn.
"Honey flowers," sighed Camie, "I think you should get in the car-"
"Camie! Don't try and change the subject and make us get in the car! We want to know who we are and what our parents are! But I don't think that's possible, is it, Catty?"
Catty shook her head no.
"You guys hide stuff from us! Now tell us now or I will never forgive you!" Cal ended her sentence with a dramatic kick in the dirt, making dust fly into Camie and Cole's faces.
"CAL!" cried Camie. "How could you?" she said, wiping a streak of dirt from her eyes.
"How could I do what?" sneered Cal. Cal grabbed Catty's arm, and Catty walked away with her.
"Get back over her, Callifia!" Cole shouted.
"DON'T CALL ME CALLIFIA!" Cal screamed at the top of her lungs. "I HATE MY STUPID NAME! WHY DOESN'T ANYONE GET THAT I HAVE THE SUCKIEST LIFE IN THE WORLD?"
"You do not!" Camie said, now sounding extrememly annoyed. "Now get in the car. We are going to the zoo. And on the way, we'll explain."
Camie and Cole walked angrily to the navy blue Mercedes Benz convertible, which was just washed the day before. Camie wiped her behind from dust and sat down on the black leather seats.
Catty, on the other hand, silently moved towards the car and opened the door and sat. She looked at her fingers, which were moving nervously.
"What's up, Catty?" asked Cal.
"I-I-just wanted t-to ask you to t-tell M-Mom to tell us about-you know, our past."
"Catty, why were you nervous about that? Just ask her yourself. I can't talk for you all the time."
"Camie?" came Catty's soft voice. "Will you tell us now?"
"Well, you guys-we're wizards. Us, all of us. Even you two."
"Wizards? Camie, that is sooo tight!" Cal said happily. "How do we use our powers?"
"Well, there is a school that wizards and witches go to. It is called Hogwarts School of WitchCraft and Wizardry."
"Wait, there is other schools, right?" Catty said suddenly. "I mean, there can't just be one school?"
"There is many schools. But we went to Hogwarts, and that is the one nearest us. Anyway, you learn magic there. But you need to get a letter so you know what to get."
"And where do we get our stuff?"
"In a place called Diagon Alley, honey flowers," Camie said. "Do you guys have all this down?"
"Yeah."
"Now, there is a Dark Lord, and oh, some people believe that he is great. These people are called Death Eaters. Now, the Dark Lord, Lord Volde-mort- Cole! I cannot bare to say the name! Well anyway, he tried to kill a young boy named Harry Potter. Harry Potter was a baby when he attacked the Potter house and killed his parents. He didn't die because his mother died to save him."
"What does this have to do with the zoo, Camie?" asked Cal.
"Well, some say that he broke the glass with his power and let a Boa Constrictor out of it's glass cage. So we're going to the zoo."
"Well, is this Hogwhats a dorm school?" Cal asked.
"Yes, it is. You all get sorted into different houses-Gryffindor-where Lily and James Potter got sorted into. Yes, it is the house for the bold and fearless. Ravenclaw-the house for loyal and smart people. Hufflepuff-the house where loyal people - more loyal than the Ravenclaws-get sorted into. And lastly, Slytherin. Slytherin is where the Dark Lord himself got sorted into. This house is for the sarcastic, evil and disloyal get sorted into. I think all the people in that house are Death Eaters."
"Are we Death Eaters?" Catty asked.
"Of course not!" Cole said loudly, nearly stopping the car in shock of what Catty had just asked. "I think Gryffindor or Ravenclaw is the house for you two."
"Well, what about Harry Potter?" asked Cal. "What do you think he'll be sorted into?"
"Most likely Gryffindor-or Slytherin."
"Why Slytherin?" asked Cal, interested in the conversation.
"Some say that Volde-mort left some of himself in Harry when he was trying to kill him!" Camie sighed. "I expect he doesn't want to be in Slytherin."
"I wouldn't want to be in Slytherin either."
'So, how do we get into Hogwarts?" asked Catty. She was getting interested in the conversation also.
"Well, Cole-isn't it the King's Cross Station? Yes, yes. Okay, well, girls, you go to King's Cross in London. Then, you find Platforms Nine and Ten. You go in between the brick wall-yes, yes, you walk through it. That little station is called Platform nine and three quarters. From there, you will take the Hogwarts Express."
The expressions on Cal and Catty's face burrowed into confusion. "Won't you take us to the station Camie?" asked Catty, sounding as if she was to cry.
"Don't worry Catty!" Camie reassured her. "You will have sooo much fun there, with the feasts and the learning of magic!"
"Yeah, Catty, you wuss! I won't even miss mom and dad!" Cal said hotly.
'Sounds like you should be in Slytherin, Cal," Cole remarked. "If my daughter is in Slytherin-I will personally slaughter the sorting hat!"
"What Sorting Hat?"
"The sorting hat is the hat that sorts you into your houses! Is that creative, Catty?" Camie asked cheerfully.
Catty was in tears. "I don't want to leave you guys," she sobbed.
"Don't you want to learn magic?" Cal couldn't believe her sister. Didn't she want to learn how to fly and to cast spells?
"Wait, girls-there's just one thing."
"Yes?"
"What if you don't get accepted?" Camie managed to sputter out.
"Oh, Camie, it's all in the blood."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
A/N: So what do you think so far? Should I write more? Review please so I know that you read this story!
Chapter 1 *~ What's Hogwarts? ~ *
DISCLAIMERS: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY CHARACTER EXCEPT CATTY AND CAL!
Catty and Cal McRobinson were identical twins. They were 11 years old, and they had not the slightest idea what powers they were capable of doing.
Until of the Friday of October 31st. They were both turning 11, and they were extremely excited. Catty loved animals, that's why their mother, Camie, named her Catty, so she could have the word "Cat" in her name. Cal also loved animals, but she was mostly into the indoors, music, and posters.
"So, honey flowers, were do you want to go for your birthday's?" asked Camie.
"The music store!" cried Cal. "I heard the new Miss Techno CD was out-and the singer who sings the songs is Little Miss Aly!"
"Why don't we go to the zoo?" asked Catty quietly. She wasn't as loud and bold as Cal. She always followed Cal, and never had a mind of her own.
"Your last birthday we went to the music store, Cal," said their father, Cole.
"Yes, why not going to the zoo?" Camie asked Cal.
"Oh-puhlease, Camie! Why the zoo? I mean, the only thing there is animals. Much as I love animals-why do we have to go to a place that smells of-m- manure?"
"It's Catty's turn to choose where to go on birthdays, Cal! If you don't want to come I will make you stay at Aunt Marie's!" Camie threatened. Catty and Cal loved Aunt Marie, but Aunt Marie bossed them around, and she didn't really like them.
Why do we have to go to the zoo? I mean, it smells of manure and all the animals do is pooh on you, Cal thought. Cal and Catty knew nothing of Harry Potter, the talented young warlock. Camie and Cole knew of him though, and they knew he was entering his first year at Hogwarts. Camie was insisting on going to the zoo because of Harry Potter's little "incident" with the snake. She wanted to see if Cal or Catty had that special talent.
"Camie, I'll go if you tell me why you are suddenly insisting on going to the zoo?" Cal asked hotly. "I want to know! The only thing I know is that you are making up excuses! If this was any normal day, you would have said no to the zoo!"
"Cal, this is not any normal day."
"But-"
"No-!"
"CAMIE-STOP-IT-NOW!" Cole had obviously had enough. "You need to set a good example! As for you, Cal. It's your birthday's. Last year, we went to the music store. Catty didn't whine. Now you're whining! Show some respect! Camie, should I tell them about-?"
"-Tell us about what?" Cal demanded.
"Well, Cal, Catty, it's a long story. And I don't know if I should tell you now-you really should wait for your letter!"
"What letter , Cole?" Cal hissed. Catty stood silent, kicking at the dirt in the front lawn.
"Honey flowers," sighed Camie, "I think you should get in the car-"
"Camie! Don't try and change the subject and make us get in the car! We want to know who we are and what our parents are! But I don't think that's possible, is it, Catty?"
Catty shook her head no.
"You guys hide stuff from us! Now tell us now or I will never forgive you!" Cal ended her sentence with a dramatic kick in the dirt, making dust fly into Camie and Cole's faces.
"CAL!" cried Camie. "How could you?" she said, wiping a streak of dirt from her eyes.
"How could I do what?" sneered Cal. Cal grabbed Catty's arm, and Catty walked away with her.
"Get back over her, Callifia!" Cole shouted.
"DON'T CALL ME CALLIFIA!" Cal screamed at the top of her lungs. "I HATE MY STUPID NAME! WHY DOESN'T ANYONE GET THAT I HAVE THE SUCKIEST LIFE IN THE WORLD?"
"You do not!" Camie said, now sounding extrememly annoyed. "Now get in the car. We are going to the zoo. And on the way, we'll explain."
Camie and Cole walked angrily to the navy blue Mercedes Benz convertible, which was just washed the day before. Camie wiped her behind from dust and sat down on the black leather seats.
Catty, on the other hand, silently moved towards the car and opened the door and sat. She looked at her fingers, which were moving nervously.
"What's up, Catty?" asked Cal.
"I-I-just wanted t-to ask you to t-tell M-Mom to tell us about-you know, our past."
"Catty, why were you nervous about that? Just ask her yourself. I can't talk for you all the time."
"Camie?" came Catty's soft voice. "Will you tell us now?"
"Well, you guys-we're wizards. Us, all of us. Even you two."
"Wizards? Camie, that is sooo tight!" Cal said happily. "How do we use our powers?"
"Well, there is a school that wizards and witches go to. It is called Hogwarts School of WitchCraft and Wizardry."
"Wait, there is other schools, right?" Catty said suddenly. "I mean, there can't just be one school?"
"There is many schools. But we went to Hogwarts, and that is the one nearest us. Anyway, you learn magic there. But you need to get a letter so you know what to get."
"And where do we get our stuff?"
"In a place called Diagon Alley, honey flowers," Camie said. "Do you guys have all this down?"
"Yeah."
"Now, there is a Dark Lord, and oh, some people believe that he is great. These people are called Death Eaters. Now, the Dark Lord, Lord Volde-mort- Cole! I cannot bare to say the name! Well anyway, he tried to kill a young boy named Harry Potter. Harry Potter was a baby when he attacked the Potter house and killed his parents. He didn't die because his mother died to save him."
"What does this have to do with the zoo, Camie?" asked Cal.
"Well, some say that he broke the glass with his power and let a Boa Constrictor out of it's glass cage. So we're going to the zoo."
"Well, is this Hogwhats a dorm school?" Cal asked.
"Yes, it is. You all get sorted into different houses-Gryffindor-where Lily and James Potter got sorted into. Yes, it is the house for the bold and fearless. Ravenclaw-the house for loyal and smart people. Hufflepuff-the house where loyal people - more loyal than the Ravenclaws-get sorted into. And lastly, Slytherin. Slytherin is where the Dark Lord himself got sorted into. This house is for the sarcastic, evil and disloyal get sorted into. I think all the people in that house are Death Eaters."
"Are we Death Eaters?" Catty asked.
"Of course not!" Cole said loudly, nearly stopping the car in shock of what Catty had just asked. "I think Gryffindor or Ravenclaw is the house for you two."
"Well, what about Harry Potter?" asked Cal. "What do you think he'll be sorted into?"
"Most likely Gryffindor-or Slytherin."
"Why Slytherin?" asked Cal, interested in the conversation.
"Some say that Volde-mort left some of himself in Harry when he was trying to kill him!" Camie sighed. "I expect he doesn't want to be in Slytherin."
"I wouldn't want to be in Slytherin either."
'So, how do we get into Hogwarts?" asked Catty. She was getting interested in the conversation also.
"Well, Cole-isn't it the King's Cross Station? Yes, yes. Okay, well, girls, you go to King's Cross in London. Then, you find Platforms Nine and Ten. You go in between the brick wall-yes, yes, you walk through it. That little station is called Platform nine and three quarters. From there, you will take the Hogwarts Express."
The expressions on Cal and Catty's face burrowed into confusion. "Won't you take us to the station Camie?" asked Catty, sounding as if she was to cry.
"Don't worry Catty!" Camie reassured her. "You will have sooo much fun there, with the feasts and the learning of magic!"
"Yeah, Catty, you wuss! I won't even miss mom and dad!" Cal said hotly.
'Sounds like you should be in Slytherin, Cal," Cole remarked. "If my daughter is in Slytherin-I will personally slaughter the sorting hat!"
"What Sorting Hat?"
"The sorting hat is the hat that sorts you into your houses! Is that creative, Catty?" Camie asked cheerfully.
Catty was in tears. "I don't want to leave you guys," she sobbed.
"Don't you want to learn magic?" Cal couldn't believe her sister. Didn't she want to learn how to fly and to cast spells?
"Wait, girls-there's just one thing."
"Yes?"
"What if you don't get accepted?" Camie managed to sputter out.
"Oh, Camie, it's all in the blood."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
A/N: So what do you think so far? Should I write more? Review please so I know that you read this story!