Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the property J. K. Rowling, any original characters that are similar to people in real life is purely coincidental.

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In the Beginning

London is quite a big city, but it takes quite a few minutes to reach the beautiful country side. Once there, the lushness of the pastures seems distant to the city, with its big and clamped together buildings. Here, one can find the peace and serenity needed to live a quiet normal life. But nothing is normal, for in the country, in a place hald covered my numerous trees, beyond the grey gate lays a large mansion. This domineering building houses one of the oldest and most noble of families, this large mansion is called the Parkinson Park. And on one early morning, a letter landed on its doorstep. This is where it all began.

Alerted by the presence of a letter on the doorstep, the figure of a butler dressed in black emerged from within. With calm composure, he held the door open, looking for where the letter had landed and proceeded to pick it up, before returning within. Letter in hand, he placed it on the dining room table and returned to his station, awaiting the presence of his masters.

"It's here! It's here!" A figure from the top of the stairs shouted. Closing the bedroom door behind her, she quickly ran down the majestic stairs and into the dining area, where she spotted the familiar letter. With a quick flip of her wand, the letter opened and she began reading its contents...

Dear Ms. Rose Parkinson,

You are cordially invited to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please take note that your book list is attached to this letter. School starts on the First of September. The train that will take you to Hogwarts will be waiting and will depart from King's Cross Station, Platform 9¾ at exactly 11'o clock.

Sincerely Yours,

Minerva Mcgonagall

The raven-haired Rose jumped with joy. And running towards the stairs, she shoved the letter into the hands of her proud parents, who as it seemed were awakened by the screams she emitted. "Yes! I got in!"

From behind Rose's parents, appeared another familiar figure. This other raven-haired girl, was clutching the backside of her mothers bathrobe, rubbing her eyes from its sleepy daze. "What the heck are you screaming about?", she asked Rose in mumbled words.

Rose answered in reply, grabbing the letter and shoving it into her sister's face."See Pansy. Just because you had gotten your letter first, does not mean that I would not be receiving mine as well. It is common sense that if you are invited somewhere, I would also be invited."

Pansy, the other raven-haired girl looked at the letter withdisdain, a look of annoyance clearly written all over her face."Whatever Rose! What matters is that I still got mine first. I would take itthat they favor me over you. They might have been debating over the possibility that you are not worthy enough for their prestigious school."

Pansy and Rose Parkinson, identical twins with almost matching personalities. Both are very proud and raised in a prestigious family with great wizards in their lineage. Though they are twins, Rose has longer hair and seems to have matured faster than Pansy. With a great flair for fashion, she designs a lot of her own wizard clothes and models for many wizard magazines; which makes Pansy envy her a lot. Born only a few minutes ahead of Pansy, she is very respectful and is considered better than her sister, which of course makes her sister even more envious of her. But Rose, loves her sister very much though she doesn't show it often. She helps her sister with her clothes, make-up and all those things like an older sister yet no one can be compared to Rose.

Pansy was too busy looking at the floor as she quietly walked towards the dining hall. She was too embarassedsince she remembered that a few days earlier, when she had gotten her letter, she had showed it off to Rose saying that Rose wouldn't get in. Rose always got the best of everything; she got the beauty, the taste, everything.

I thought that I would finally be able to achieve somethingon my own. Something that didn't have to include my stupid twin sister, who's far better atat everything. Why do I eveb bother? Pansy's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a figure who had suddenly appeared at the entrance of the dining hall.

"Boo!" The figure shouted.It was Rose!

"Da-damn you Rose! How the he-hell did you get here from the stairs!" Pansy said as she tried to calm herself down from the scare. She was clutching her chest tightly, breathing in deeply and then exhaling. She hated how her sister bested her, and always scared her.

Rose gave a little laugh."Well, I learned it yesterday from this new magazine that I bought while I was in Diagon Alley. It gave metips on some basic magic spells thatI could use at home. I found itquite fascinating, and quite useful." Rose eyed her sister from top to bottom, satisfied that she had once again won.

"Shouldn't we be going to Diagon Alley to buy our clothes and books? School is just a week away and I can't go there looking like a fool girl. Come on, I'll help you get dressed and we can go a little shopping." Rose offered as Pansy finally recovered from the scare.

After both girls had their breakfast, they headed to Pansy's room, discussing their plans for the day...

Rose busied herself by rummaging through her sisters' closet."Hm...what should you wear for today?" Pansy's closet was filled with similarly-colored clothes; ranging from long skirts, to long sleeved blouses to straight-cut pants. Not much variety to chose from.

Pansy on the other hand sat herself at her canopy bed. Silently watching as her sister sighed at the numerous clothes that hung on her closet. "Uhm Rose?" she called out, "Is there something wrong with the clothes that I have?"

Rose looked at her sister and smiled. "Not really, it's just not the kind of clothes that I prefer. What about the clothes that I gave you for your birthday last year? Where did you stash it?" she contined rummaging through the closet unable to locate the present.

Pansy pointed to a drawer at the corner of the closet. Rose opened it and located the present, still folded inside the small paper bag. She began to take it out and smoothing over the folds, lay it on the bed for her sister to change into.

"Here." Rose pointed to the clothes before she turned to her sister. "I'll just change into my clothes and put on some make-up before I return and help you with yours." And with that, she headed out the door and across the hall to her own bedchamber. After she had chosen her clothes and put on a bit of make-up, she headed back across the hall and did Pansy's make-up.

With a satisfied look, she gave her sister another once over and smiled. Pansy was dressed in a sleeveless green turtleneck, and a black knee-length skirt which showed her thin figure. Rose on the other hand was dressed in a black silk halter, and a black pleated mini-skirt which accentuated her long legs. Onher hip was her favorite Slytherin sweater.

Credit card in her wallet, and all other necessities in her small clutch bag, she headed to her parent's room to inform them of where they were headed. They took the family limousine and headed to Digaon Alley.

It was a bright sunny day when they reached Diagon Alley, the place where wizards can shop for almost anything they need. Be it be potions, brooms, books, and other wizard items

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