Isla and Hannah Abbott are sisters. One a Ravenclaw, the other a Hufflepuff. Both drastically different people with one thing in common; Neville Longbottom.
"Hannah please wake up, we're going to be late." Isla grinned to herself and slammed her half-sister's door, earning a shreik from the girl within.
She went back to her room and reopened her trunk for the millionth time that morning, checking and rechecking that she had not forgotten anything. She quickly closed the trunk and sat before her vanity making sure that she was perfectly presentable. Being in your seventh year at Hogwarts is a big deal, you know? Especially due to the fact that Voldemort was no longer a threat to anyone, thanks to Harry Potter.
Glancing quickly at the clock on the wall, it read, '8:15 and below that, 'Breakfast's ready'. Isla hopped up, levitated her trunk and gave herself a mental reminder to try and always be as clever as her mum.
Bounding down the last of the stairs Isla joined her mum at the kitchen table and munched into a piece of toast. "Morning Dear, all packed I see. Ready to go?"
"Absolutely. I'm itching to run into Hermionie Granger in the library this year. That girl knows everything about everything. I'm sure she can give me plenty of insight into-"
"MUM!" A shrill voice screeched from atop the stairs.
Isla laughed silently to herself behind her toast as her mother ran to her sister's aid. Isla new perfectly well that when she slammed the door earlier she may have cast a sealing charm trapping Hannah inside. Oh well, it serves her right, doesn't it? This is what sisters do.
While her mother worked to release her slightly older daughter from her bedroom prison, Isla slipped up from the table, put her dishes in the sink, set them to washing themselves, and gave her home a final look through before she left for school, and probably for good.
Several picture frames of her and her sister littered the mantlepiece. One in particular she decided to take with her, it was of the two of them, holding each other close, in an exaggerated hug. They were just being silly, but it was one of their mother's favorites.
It was strange to think that they were sisters, really. The girl pictured on the left had pin-straight, shoulder length chocolate brown hair, with bright multicolored eyes, and a slightly tanned skin tone. The girl on the right had long, slightly wavy strawberry blonde hair with crystal blue eyes, and a very fair skin tone. The only thing the sister's shared in their genetics from their mother, was the same hour glass figure that she herself had.
"Isla, really? Is it necessary to lock your sister in her room on such a big day?"
"Well I didn't really lock her in any where, did I? I just sealed the door shut."
She scoffed and glared at me, but I could see the twinkle in her eye from my cheeky response.
"Goodbye girls, have a good term. I'll see you at Christmas. Write to me, both of you. I love you both." She pulled each girl into a bone crushing hug before watching them both board the train. The younger and darker of the two girls walked with purpose, her head held high as if ready to confront anything in her path. The elder trailed behind, watching her feet walk ahead of her, slightly bumping into her classmates for lack of watching where she was going. Poor Hannah, she has always seemed to pale in Isla's self assuredness. The mother of the two girls sighed, gave a final wave toward the train and apparated home.
On the train
"Isla please slow down, I'm going to drop Albert if you don't!"
"Oh come on Hannah, it's only a bit further, I want to get the usual compartment. Besides, Neville might be there already!" She turned and caught sight of her sister's unhappy face at being rushed through the sea of people. "Here. Give me Albert, I'll carry him." She took the cage holding the massively fat gray cat from her sister and continued to plow on through the other students.
When they finally came to the last door on the left, Hannah opened the door for her sister and they rushed inside. Much to the pleasure of both the girls, Neville was indeed already there.
"Hey Neville!"
"Hi Neville!"
"Hi Isla, hi Hannah!"
Suddenly it came to the attention of both of the girls in the compartment that they were not the only girls there. Seated comfortably beside Neville himself was none other than Luna Lovegood, who also happened to be one of Isla's very good friends.
"Hi Luna, good summer?"
"Oh yes. It was wonderful," She began dreamily.. "I ran into Neville over at the Weasley's. We're dating now." She lifted up her hand to show that her hand was firmly clasped to that of Neville Longbottom.
Neither of the Abbott girls could seem to find the breath in their lungs to say anything about this bit of news.
Isla looked over at her sister, and her sister did the same. It was common knowledge to the two of them that they both loved Neville Longbottom dearly, but that even with all the time they spent with him he still remained frustratingly ignorant of the feelings of both girls. They never wanted to openly fight for his affections, so they had simply hoped he would show his feelings for one of the girls, if any such feelings existed. With this latest development, the girls felt themselves cheated, and assumed that any such aforementioned feelings clearly never existed.
Isla broke the rising tension with an awkward chuckle and a sudden gasp for air.
"Oh right! That's lovely...yeah.. Well, well done you two."
She pulled her sister onto the seats across from them and held onto her hand for support. They shared a knowing glance before determinedly becoming silent and looking out the compartment window. Luna and Neville seemed not to notice a thing, and merely smiled and spoke softly to one another about Merlin knows what. Isla could feel her blood pressure rise slightly, and the beast of jealousy awoke in a quiet fit of rage.
She has always been prepared to give her feelings for him up, if and only if, Neville had shown an interest in her sister. She never thought she had any reason to feel threatened by anyone else. She suddenly felt foolish, and angry at Neville for not being perceptive enough to pick up on the obvious feelings the two girls in front of him had had for many years.
The compartment door slip open to admit one Dean Thomas, and one George Weasley.
"George Weasley? Bloody hell what are you doing here? You left school ages ago, didn't you?" The tall handsome red head laughed and sat beside the girl who spoke.
"Actually yeah, came back to retake my seventh year that I never finished. After last year I've been rethinking my life's calling. And who are you lovely ladies?"
"We are Isla and Hannah Abbott... Pretty sure you know us?"
"Damn, you girls have grown up. Sorry bout that," He fell silent for a moment before directing his attention to the couple across him. "Wotcher Nevile, Luna." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, to which Neville responded by becoming extremely red-faced.
Isla suddenly remembered Dean still standing in the door way. "Oh, shite. Dean, do you want to sit?"
He smiled and took the seat closest to the window, next to Hannah.
The compartment had again fallen silent, so the dark haired girl took this opportunity to covertly glare at the couple across from her. She peeked sideways at Hannah, who seemed to be taken into conversation by Dean for the time being, thank goodness. And George seemed to be fully occupied by poking Albert in his overly large stomach, an action which Albert ignored completely.
Luna sighed and laid her head on Neville's shoulder. His beautifully muscled shoulders which had just recently sprouted thanks to the wonders of pubescence. His round face had thinned at the cheeks and stubble was beginning to show on his chin. Baby fat; gone. He had let his hair become somewhat unruly over the summer, which also suited him, and the darkness of his eyelashes accentuated the gorgeous green color of his eyes. She sighed to herself, detailing to her minds eye the sexiness of his person, the sound of which caused him to shift his gaze to hers. Isla hastily looked away and tried to hide the blush creeping onto her cheeks.
Damn you Neville Longbottom.