…Chapter 1…

…Bacon and Hash Browns…

"EMMA LOUISE LAYNETT! WAKE UP!"

I roll over in my bed to try and block out the screeching go my older sister from downstairs. I start to fall back into my sleeping phase…ahhh, nice. Just as I'm about to rejoin the part where I'm about to grab the snitch before Albus Potter and then -

"EMMA! GET THE HELL AWAKE!"

Ow. I think my ear drums just blew. I am furious with my older sister to be waking me up right now! I was just about to grab the snitch! I jump up from my bed and glare at my sister. Her perfectly strait blonde hair and bright blue eyes are piercing me with their fierce gaze. Her flawless skin and perfect nose and perfect lips are looking at me in disgust.

"What do you want?" I snap at her, self-consciously folding my arms over my chest.

Sisters are supposed to be best friends right? That is the furthest thing that Charlotte and I will ever be. She just finished Hogwarts last year and I'm stuck in sixth year.

"Umm, we have to leave for the Lake Party in three hours. You need to get ready," she says to me.

"THREE HOURS! YOU'RE BLOODY TELLING ME THAT I COULD HAVE SLEPT FOR THREE MORE HOURS?" I shout.

"Calm down," Charlotte glares at me.

"Right. Where's Charlie?" I ask her.

"He's still sleeping," Charlotte says, looking at her perfect nails.

"Are you kidding me?" I moan, slumping onto my bed.

"No. Now get up, have a shower, we also have to go to Diagon Alley," she snaps, hauling me up with her sharp nails digging into my skin.

"Fine, fine, fine," I snap, shoving her out of my room. I grab a pair of navy blue shorts and my Quidditch jersey. I wander into the overly large black and dark green tiled bathroom. I look at the black basin and just stare at it and think.

I'm in Ravenclaw. A huge disappointment to my bloody pure-blood family. The only person I feel that really likes me for who I am is Charlie, my twin brother. My father was going to throw me out on the street because I wasn't sorted into Slytherin. My mum managed to convince him to keep me here. She only wanted me to be her daughter to dress up. Charlotte and Charlie are both in Slytherin and Charlotte, well, let's just say that she looks down upon me.

I flick my eyes up to the mirror in front of me. My curly brown hair is matted on top of my head. Blargh. Dammit. Again? My murky hazel eyes are pinned intently on my hair. I have a light dusting of freckles over my nose, and unlike my sister, I am not stick thin. I do not have a thigh gap. Bloody sister. Always being compared. But I am on the Quidditch team as a Seeker! You need to be strong! I bet that Charlotte wouldn't last two minutes three feet in the air. I jump into the shower and wash the matted thing that you could call hair. Once I'm done, I jump out. I cast some simple charms so that my hair is now dry and curly - its normal self. My legs are waxed and I'm dry. I chuck on my clothes and throw my hair into ponytail.

I march down the three flights of stairs to the kitchen.

"Bacon and hash browns for Miss Layentt?" Minky, our house elf asks me.

"Yes, please, Minks!" I smile, accepting the piled up plate of bacon and hash browns. What! Don't judge! I like to eat bacon! And hash browns. Oh, shush up, I know this is why i'm not super skinny! But eat your lettuce and be miserable.

"Oh darling, why are you eating that? Why not the fresh fruit and vegetables I prepared for you? You need to be thin and ready for a suitable husband the year after you leave Hogwarts!" Mum moans as she bustles into the room

"Umm, because I want to eat this? And I can get slim in that year," I reply.

Bloody woman. Thinks I'm going to give up bacon and hash browns to get bloody stick thin. As bloody if.

"Oh, darling. You'll be getting a job in that year at Malfoy & Zambini Law Firm? Remember? Blaise has set you up a position, remember?" Mum asks me as she whips away my plate of yumminess.

"Yes, how can I not remember?" I mutter, thoroughly annoyed.

"Oh, and put on a dress for goodness' sake. We are going to meet the McLaggen's in Diagon Alley, their son James is perfect for you. Grounded, rich and good looking, yes, I know that his father is in Gryffindor and he's in Hufflepuff but still - he's very good and has already got a secured job in the Auror Office," mum rambles on.

"OH! MERLIN NO! JAMES MCLAGGEN IS A BLOODY PERV! HELL NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" I scream, looking my mum in the eye.

"Yes, Emma," mum stares back.

"Bloody no," I scream, running up the stairs.

"Charlie!" I scream, whacking on his door.

"What?" he grumbles, opening the door to reveal…non other than my twin. Fun stuff. He looks nothing like me except for the eyes. We both have the same shaped eyes. He got lucky and got the traditional bright blue eyes and blonde hair. Damn him and Charlotte for getting the family traits.

"Get ready for Diagon Alley, we're leaving in twenty," I tell him.

"Okaythanksbye," he mutters in a whole heap that I don't really catch. He slams the door in my face.

"Rude," I mutter under my breath.

…

"Emma! Come on!" Mum yells.

"Where's father?" I ask as I make my way down the massive staircase.

"Your father isn't coming," mum sighs.

"Why, because i'm going?" I snap.

"No, honey, thats not why -" mum starts.

"Of course its bloody not. Let's just go," I snap.

I grab the flop powder and step into the fire place. I mutter 'Diagon Alley'. I feel the whisps of smoke trailing up my legs. And then I'm gone.

A/N: Hello! This is my new fanfic! I hope you all enjoy it! Anyway, reviews are greatly appreciated and if anyone would like to have a chapter about something, just ask!

Thanks, Ginny ;)