Note: This is a very old fanfic that I never finished, which I found and have edited a bit, and added on to. If any of you have read it before, you should probably scan it over. I've changed some characters added and taken out some little details and situations, and hopefully improved it a bit.

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"Mom!" A girl said in Bulgarian, eyes wide.

"What?" A woman with the same colored hair, except straight, turned and looked at her daughter.

"There's an owl outside the window. I think it's foreign."
The woman nodded, turned to the window, opened it, and grabbed the brown owl. To its leg were tied three parchment letters.

Miss Eleonora Ivanova

Miss Sophia Black

Miss Vieara Black

No one had addressed her daughters by these names in a long time. She knew where the letters were from immediately. The woman's hands shook as she opened the letter with her name on it.

Miss Ivanova,
it read,

I am pleased to inform you that your daughters have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. While your local school is Rosalind, we have made an exception and decided that the best school for the girls is Hogwarts, considering all the circumstances. Professor Dumbledore wants me to add that he thinks that your kids will enjoy it very much here. Please consider our offer carefully.

Deputy Headmistress,
Minerva McGonagall

PS Harry Potter is currently attending the school and will begin his second year on the first of September.

A cloud of worry seemed to pass over the woman's dark eyes and she turned to hide from her excited eleven year old daughters. They had already read their standard first year letters and booklists.

"Why does it say Sophia Black on my envelope?" Sophia asked curiously. Her name was Sophia Ivanova, the same last name her sister and mother both shared.

"Oh, it's just a mistake." Her mother answered in what she hoped was a confident voice.

"When can we buy our school supplies Mum?" Vieara asked, jumping up and down in her spot. Going to school was exciting enough, but going to a foreign school was even better!

"Um, well, how about next week?" She hoped her voice didn't shake too much. A week should be enough to let her get used to the idea of letting her sheltered daughters attend the school she and Sirius had once attended. Actually, come to think of it, a lifetime wouldn't be enough to get used to such an idea.

The identical hazel eyes wore identical expressions of disappointment.

"But why can't we go tomorrow?" Sophia asked, her voice filled to the brim with plea.

"I'm busy tomorrow. I don't stay home all day like you two." Her voice was harsher than she expected. The girls looked at each other in surprise. Her voice only became harsh when they asked her questions about their father.

"O . . . Okay." They whispered softly in unison and fled outside.
They swiftly climbed on their favorite apple tree and chewed thoughtfully on the not-yet-ripe fruit. It was actually quite sour, but they didn't mind.

"But why aren't we going to Rosalind like everyone else we know? Do you know where this school is anyway?" Vieara asked her sister. Her sister always seemed to know everything that could be found in a book.

"I think it's in England." Sophia answered, chewing thoughtfully. Vieara waited patiently for her to continue. She knew that Sophia would give her a lot more information, if she didn't interrupt. "Um, the Headmaster's name is Albus Dumbledore, and the infamous Harry Potter goes there. It is believed to be the largest magical school in Europe. And they have a huge Forbidden Forest filled with all kinds of interesting creatures surrounding it."

Vieara swallowed before replying. "Do you think that's where our father went to school?"

Sophia munched thoughtfully. "Probably."

"I hope we can at least find out his name! Why do you think Mom always gets so upset when we ask her about him?"

Sophia shrugged and jumped off the tree. "Let's go get Alex and go swim in the river."

"You know you shouldn't swim after eating!" Vieara teased and jumped out of the tree.

Sophia laughed. "Race you!"

A week later, they arrived by Floo powder at Diagon Alley. Eleonora flinched inwardly at the sight of the familiar buildings. She felt like Elly again, the young pregnant girl she had been when she'd left London for her native Bulgaria. Her new nickname had become Nora, and Ellie had been gone. Until now, it seemed. She was face to face again with the buildings she had come to know like the back of her own hand during the summer of her pregnancy. There was the bench she sat on while the ice-cream dripped down her front. The whole place was embedded with once happy memories now tinged with bitterness. The twins sprinted from store window to store window, yelping excitedly like puppies.

Elly breathed slowly until she felt like she had at least some of her emotions reined. She tried not to show the pain she felt, at least for the twins' sake. The girls could see that their mother wasn't as happy as she should have been. But they didn't push their luck, for fear of another outburst.

When everything on their school lists was in their shopping bags, they looked at their mother, expecting to go home. But she felt guilty about not being as excited as she should have been and tried to make it up to them.

"How about you pick out some makeup? You know, for some special occasions at Hogwarts." The twins grinned and nodded, thrilled with the permission to wear makeup. Vieara picked out body and hair glitter, and a bubblegum pink lip gloss, Sophia decided on black eyeliner and hot pink eye shadow, and black and pink nail varnishes.

On September first, they traveled to London by Floo powder again. This time to King's Cross. And to Platform 9 and ¾.

The two girls were so excited, they couldn't keep still. As soon as they crossed the barrier, they loaded their trunks on the train and quickly said good bye to their mother.

"Now, be good girls. Especially you Vieara, you hear?" Vieara nodded angelically, but there was a mischievous glint in her eye. "Um, study hard, and write about all the cute boys you meet!" They all laughed and Elly hugged her daughters. Oh god . . . I see so much of him in them . . . Her eyes welled up with tears. She wiped them, glad that the twins had already boarded the train.

"Are you letting them go for the first time?" Asked a pleasant red headed woman. Eleonora nodded. The woman continued. "I have seven and trust me it doesn't get much easier. This is my last one. And my only girl."
She pointed to a red headed little girl who was trailing after a girl with thick brown hair.

"I'm Molly Weasley. That's my daughter Ginny, and one of my son Ron's best friends: Hermione Granger." She looked around, eyes searching the crowds of kids. " my son and his other best friend, Harry Potter, seem to have vanished." She told Elly, who took a sharp breath. Lily and James' son!

Molly Weasley grinned. "Yup. He's THE Harry Potter. Real nice boy. But those Muggles he's living with, humph, trash! They treat like he's got some fatal contagious disease! Horrible to him! Poor boy."

Elly struggled with all her might not to change the impression on her face. A few tears slid down her cheek, despite her efforts but she wiped them quickly.

"I have twins. Vieara and Sophia over there. I'm worried about them. I hope they don't get into too much mischief. Especially Vieara. She plays jokes on everyone who crosses her path. Sophia's quieter, but Vieara drags her into the schemes too." Elly explained.

"Really? Twins? I have twins too. Boys, fourth year. Identical to the last freckle. Worst troublemakers I've seen since James Potter and Sirius Black. Hope yours and mine don't meet. They'd probably blow the school up."

Elly forced herself to laugh, then quickly said good bye and left. This is what I was afraid of; I'm being reminded of him every single second.