*Hi everyone! This is Leah and my first fanfiction that was written together. We will be switching who's writing throughout chapters. The first few chapters are written by me, Lisa. We will tell you when Leah's writing! We do allow flames and will use them to make us healthier when we have colds, but please do not hurt us too bad. And read, read, read, read!!!!!!!*

DISCLAIMER: Everything belongs to wonderful, glorious JK Rowling, who showed that women CAN write, though Melonie, Juliet, their parents, and Smark belong to us. THERE, NOW YOU CAN'T SUE US!!!!!! MWAHAAHAAHAA!!!!!!!

Chapter 1

In the beginning, there was nothing, then wham, Earth was made......

Oops! Not that beginning,. Let's see our beginning... My name is Melonie. You make fun of the name and you'll have a black eye tomorrow or perhaps I could turn you into a frog. No....I'm crazy about books! They give everyone a new kind of magic. I love to sing also! Music enchants me! I'm more like a daddy's girl. You know, likes to explore, um, some other stuff too. I have a sister; her name is Juliet. I wouldn't make fun of her name either or else you'll have your foot in your mouth in about a second. She's more like a mommy's girl. You probably know everything. She's much calmer than me in tough spots, but she does have a temper. Once, she even turned a boy into a rock! It was rather funny, but I won't go into that. We're twins. We're part fairy, but let me guarantee you, we are NOT tiny and we don't have wings. Our parents, Anna and Jack, were in America when we were born, so literally we're American, however Mum was from England. Dad was full American. Dad was nutty,
cheerful, and very tricky, but he had a brain to him, or so McGonagoll says. Mum is that, I'm smart and I behave kind, but I've heard several things that she did that were the total opposite. Mum and Dad were both pure wizard, no muggle blood in them. Anyways, Juliet and I only found this out when we were about five (we're now thirteen) because of our no-good Uncle Bob, who showed us all a bit of something one stormy, dark night, Dad learning it the not-so-good way.

We were down in the kitchen of our two-story house with Dad feeding us that icky baby glob (we were one year old), when there was a loud crash outside. Mum went to open the door to yell at our dragon, Smark, who seemed to have a habit of knocking trash cans down in the middle of the night, however, she stopped in her tracks. The door crashed open and Mum let out a high pitched scream. Dad, who had just gotten our spoons to our mouths, jumped up and ran out, looking to see what Mum had freaked out about. That was definitely not pleasant to me. To me, leaving a spoon in my mouth and having Mum make an unpleasant sound was too much. I got mad! Juliet stayed calm, of course.

*We know that you're probably thinking how do Juliet and Melonie remember this if this was when they were one when it happened, and they're thirteen now? Well.... we have a great memory!!!!!!! Another thing, dragons were not forbidden to keep as pets when this happened, okay? Anyways, don't worry! We have got another chapter coming up and it's a whole lot longer than this one!!! We know you probably hate us for making this one so short!!!*smile* By the way, I, Lisa, lost my first copy of this chapter, so I'm trying to remember as much as I can,. If I find it, I will totally redo this chapter, ok? Thanks! Remember, r/r!!!!