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A/N: Reneey: So we're writing a Harry Potter fanfic now!

Lyn: With a twist. Sorta.

Reneey: Yeah but it's still insert us so if you don't like that, buzz off.

Lyn: Or flame if you want. I'm a pyromaniac so I'll have fun with that. :D

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1. – Where Slytherins Roam

"Whee!" Reneey Umbra said, grinning, as she spun the time turner she had bought at Barnes & Noble around and around. She and her best friend, Lyndotia Elumo, were sitting on Reneey's bed, watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. The squeaking noise was slowly getting on Lyn's nerves. She tried to keep it at bay but it just got to be too much.

"Would you knock it off!" she more ordered than asked, grabbing hold of the time turner and trying to jerk it out of Reneey's hands.

"Hey!" Reneey snapped as she held onto the time turner. "It's fun to spin!"

As the two girls tried to rip it out of each other's arms, a yellow light was starting to build up inside the turner. The more than Remus told Harry about his mother on the bridge onscreen and the more the two girls bickered at each other, the brighter the light became. Soon it shone into the girls' eyes and they both looked away, dropping the time turner to shield their eyes. As it hit the ground, suddenly the whole room started to spin.

"L-Lynni," Reneey said slowly as she felt like she was running in circles.

"… Did we somehow make ourselves dizzy watching that thing spin?" Lyn wondered.

Then all went pitch black.

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"Reneey Umbra, wake up!" yelled Walburga Black as she snatched the covers off of Reneey's bed. Reneey groaned and turned over to hide from the light. It took her a couple of second but then her eyes snapped open and she sat straight up. Bed? Light? In an unknown room? Where the hell was she?

"Well, about time you're up – I'll go wake your sister and then my sons," Walburga said before turning on her heel and leaving.

Lyn groaned from where she was curled up in a ball beneath a pile of blankets and two comforters. "Shut up, would you?"

Walburga huffed. "Now, that's no way to talk to me! Get up now or you'll be late for the train!"

"Train?" Lyn asked then blinked and abruptly dug her way out of the mountain of blankets she was cocooned in. "What the heck?!"

Reneey slowly got up and walked out of the room, her hand resting on the door as her eyes looked around. "… Why does this place look familiar?"

"Hey! Why aren't you dressed yet? We're leaving in like half an hour!"

Reneey whipped around to see a boy with black hair and gray eyes glaring at her. Reneey's own eyes widened. It can't be…

"Sirius?" she managed to choke out.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "No duh – now hurry up!" he snapped as he walked past her and downstairs.

"… Rea?" Lyn said slowly as she poked her head out of the next door down the hall. "… Uh… Are we where I think we are?"

Reneey was still looking after where Sirius had disappeared. "… Was that… just… who I think it was…?"

"Dunno, but this sure as heck looks a lot like the Blacks' house. Only, you know, more clean than I've ever seen it."

Reneey blinked and then turned to look at Lyn; then her jaw dropped. "Dude… you're shorter!"

Lyn blinked too. "You do seem a little less midgety than usual. And is your hair… bobbed?"

"… Um… yeah… I'm like so completely lost," Reneey said, shaking her head and staring at Lyn's waist-length tangle of wavy brown hair and the fact that her side bangs had completely disappeared.

"Hey, guys, why aren't you ready yet?" Regulus asked as he walked upstairs. "Mom's getting mad."

"… Uh… yeah, sure, Regulus," Lyn said slowly. "We'll, uh… be ready in a minute… right, Rea?"

"Uh-huh," Reneey said, nodding with wide eyes.

"Um… are you okay?" Regulus asked.

"Yeah, we're fine, totally fine," Lyn said brightly, plastering on a very convincing fake smile. "Just nerves, you know? Sorting…?" This was actually more of a guess; she was pretty sure she and Reneey were about eleven. Probably Sirius, too, which would make Regulus, what, ten? Nine? She wasn't really sure…

Regulus shrugged and went back downstairs. "Wow," Reneey whispered. "We really are in Harry Potter!"

"Uh, yeah, we should probably not talk about people who aren't born yet," Lyn said with shifty eyes. "… So do you reckon we're supposed to be Sirius and Regulus's sisters or something?"

"I guess so but what about our color eyes…?"

"Well… I mean, Regulus has brown eyes like yours… Sirius's are grayish which is kind of close to green, I guess…"

"Well, I guess we should dress… and like, go downstairs… and stuff." Reneey was at a total loss for words.

"Yeah… better hurry so we can figure out where our clothes are and how to wear robes…"

Pretty soon, the girls were dressed, packed, and heading toward the kitchen for some late breakfast.

"Well, finally," Walburga said impatiently as she put some pancakes on their plates.

Orion grunted, "Next time, don't be late."

"Yeah, sure," Lyn muttered, looking down at the table instead of at anyone else.

"So um…" Reneey started but was cut off by Sirius.

"I wonder how Hogwarts is going to be – it should be fun," Sirius said. And a way to get the hell out of here.

"Yeah," Lyn agreed, taking a bite of pancake as she mused aloud, "I wonder if we'll all be in the same house?"

"Well, for one, I'm not being in Slytherin!" Sirius said proudly.

Orion growled. "Sirius Black!"

Lyn frowned. "There's nothing wrong with different houses. If there was, the others wouldn't exist."

"Well, Slytherin is the best. Our families, both of ours, were Slytherins for generations and generations."

Lyn raised an eyebrow. "Every single one? That's kind of hard to believe."

"Well, it is – especially you and your sister's family."

Sirius let out a low growl and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, okay, if you say so," Lyn said, shrugging. Our family? We're not Blacks, then?

"Well, we can't stay here forever – the train won't wait for us," Walburga said as she got up and Kreacher started to clean the table. "Come on, let's go! Up now!"

Lyn twitched and her jaw set but she suppressed her desire to snap in annoyance. "Right, yeah…"

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After they reached the train, they said their goodbyes and found seats. Sirius went to go look around, leaving Reneey and Lyn alone.

"… So… We're not Sirius and Regulus's sisters then," Lyn commented, hoping Reneey had an idea.

"Yeah, but apparently we have to have some sort of connection to them… and Sirius seems to have us," Reneey said.

"Probably something to do with the whole Slytherin family history thing his dad was talking about," Lyn mused.

"Who has more Slytherin history than the Blacks?" Reneey wondered.

"Ow," Lyn hissed through her teeth, clutching at the front of her robes where it felt like something was burning her. Her fingers found the silver necklace she had noticed while dressing. It had a pendant shaped like a crescent moon – only now that she looked at it, she realized it wasn't a pendant at all but a locket.

"Ooh, I have one of those too," Reneey added, pulling it out of her robes. "Aww, mine isn't all glowy…"

Frowning her confusion, she opened the catch on the side with her fingernail. It opened toward the empty side of the crescent so when the hinges swung open, what was once a crescent then looked like a silver circle. Something started to shimmer in the center of this circle; curiously, Lyn placed it in her palm to get a better look… and then the pale, serpentine face of Lord Voldemort looked up at her with crimson eyes.

"Hello, Lyndotia," he hissed, his voice echoing a little strangely, probably due to the connection of whatever magic was making this possible. "I trust Orion and Walburga have been treating my heirs well?"