My name is Lyra. My mother continued her family tradition of naming children after stars and constellations; therefore she named me after a small constellation in the northern sky near Cygnus and Draco. Cygnus is the name of my grandfather, and Draco is the name of my twin brother. To others, it's kind of hard for them to believe much less accept the fact that Draco is my twin. I mean we do look alike but we don't act alike, so why was that so hard to believe? We were raised to believe highly in the importance of blood purity thus not being able to live amongst Muggles and anyone associated with them. As our family motto says "Toujours Pur," meaning always pure.
Although Draco is only a few hours older than me, he doesn't treat me like he is any more superior to me. However, he can sometimes be over protective, as well as my parents. I guess it's because as twins a link has bound us, one to the other where we can feel each other's emotions, read each other's thoughts, feel each other's injuries and pain and so on. More like telepathy, you would say. We also have the power of psychometry, meaning that by touch we can sense and gather information about a person, their history, read their thoughts and their feelings. With the help of our Aunt Bellatrix, she has taught us both the practice and use Occlumency and Legilimency. My brother is really good at Occlumency and because we can read each other's thoughts, I am eager to learn Occlumeny. I'm not as good as Draco yet. I think I'm getting better at it though, I just have to be careful.
There are only a few weeks before Draco and I begin our fourth year at Hogwarts. It's a wonder I was sorted into Slytherin, just like my brother and the rest of my family. My family always sees me as the calm and collected one but that's only because they do all the work for me. I never have to worry about anything. They would have disowned me the second they found out I hadn't been sorted into Slytherin. The Sorting Hat did consider putting me in Gryffindor, I almost died thinking about how I can live without all the riches and luxuries, but fortunately it reconsidered. People often base their first impressions of me by Draco's actions. I try convincing people that just because were twins it doesn't mean we act alike, but Fred and George aren't making it easy on us. So, I just stopped trying. Some people are just not worth the time.
"Rise and shine angel," said my mother as she opened the curtains to let the sun shine through my room.
"Morning Mom," I said still sleepy.
"Clefairy is making breakfast. We will be going to Diagon Alley in a while to get the new required supplies for you and Draco."
"Why so soon? We only have 5 weeks left until we go back to Hogwarts."
"Your father has a surprise for Draco and you," she said with a smile as she headed out the door.
With that I jumped off my bed and headed to the bathroom. Clefairy was our new house elf since Dobby had been freed but I liked Clefairy just as much as I liked Dobby. They may be just house elves, but that doesn't mean they should be treated so cruelly.
"A surprise?" I thought as I entered the shower.
I wondered what the surprise might be as I had finished showering and began drying my blonde hair. I got out of the bathroom and chose the outfit I would be wearing to Diagon Alley. I wouldn't want to be caught wearing Muggle clothes, dead or alive. We were raised that way, hating Muggles and believing solely in blood purity. Then again I guess it wouldn't hurt to get to know other people besides Purebloods. Most Purebloods nowadays seem so stuck up and treating others like they are royalty and the rest are just their peasants, nothing more, and nothing less.
"Clefairy? Are you done making breakfast?" I yelled out through my bedroom door.
Just then I heard a loud pop. I jumped and so did the little creature standing near my bedroom door.
"Aah!" I yelped. "Sorry Clefairy you startled me," I said as she appeared out of nowhere in front of my bedroom door.
"Celfairy is sorry young mistress," she said with a terrified look on her face. "Clefairy is done making breakfast."
"It's ok; can you help me put this on?" I said holding up my outfit.
After she finished helping me I rushed downstairs to see my family still eating breakfast.
"Good morning father," I said as I went to go give him a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning princess," he said as I sat down next to Draco.
As I was about to put a mouthful of pancakes in my mouth, my father began to speak. "As your mother may have told you, I have a surprise for both of you."
My eyes opened wide as Draco leaned forward ready to hear this surprise.
"We will be going to the Quidditch World Cup this year." "Really?" replied Draco as his mouth dropped open. "Wow" was all I could think of.
"Yes and that's why we will be going to Diagon Alley to get your supplies early so we can get to the World Cup early but I have another surprise."
"Another?" we both asked. My mother laughed at the look on our faces.
"Yes, the Triwizard Tournament is back and it will be held at Hogwarts this year."
"Oh! So that's why they want us to buy dress robes this year," said Draco.
Surprisingly Draco was the first to finish his breakfast and then locked himself in his room. I finished a few minutes after Draco and I also went straight to my room while we waited for our parents. I was pretty excited about the World Cup. I never really liked playing Quidditch but watching others play was wickedly awesome! After a few boring minutes in my room we finally left to Diagon Alley via Floo Powder because Draco and I still don't know how to Apparate.
We got to Diagon Alley and my mother was eager to take us to Madam Malkin's shop because she wanted to help Draco pick out his dress robes. When we entered the shop I saw this plump lady with red hair who I recognized as a relative to that of the blood traitor Ronald Weasley. It was his mother, Molly Weasley. I laughed a little inside my head because she seemed to be shopping for more than one child as she had a handful of items.
"I wonder what she sold to get all that money," thought Draco as I read his mind.
I giggled and I guess Molly heard me because she turned to smile to me while my mother and Draco were being attended by the shopkeeper. I didn't know whether to smile back at that warm friendly smile or ignore her, so I gave her this weird crooked smile.
"Good morning Miss. How can I help you?" said the shopkeeper. "Yes, I'm looking for some dress robes for my son and daughter," said my mother pointing at Draco then to me.
"Very well," said the lady as she went behind the counter to get some supplies.
"Who's up first?" asked the lady.
I was still dazed thinking about that smile Molly gave me so Draco went up first.
"If you will please stand in front of the mirror," said the lady directing Draco to the full length mirror.
I kept laughing every time Draco would make a weird expression on his face and from his mind I could tell he was getting annoyed. Then it was my turn.
"Hello dear. Can you please stand here," said the lady directing me to the full length mirror.
She began by measuring my waist and then my height. I looked at Draco and he was stifling a laugh. I was Draco's twin, but I wasn't as tall as him and that's why Draco was laughing.
"What color would you like your dress dear?" asked the shopkeeper writing measurements down in her notes. "Might I suggest a black or white color?"
"Umm…both?"
"Excellent choice," said the lady as she walked behind the counter and into a room. She brought back a few sketches of the different dresses. I was flipping through the pages when suddenly I got a paper cut.
"Ouch!" I said as I looked at my finger. It was bleeding. I turned to look at Draco and he was looking at his finger, it was also bleeding. This is what I mean about the link that bounds us as twins. I gave him an apologetic look. He smiled.
I continued looking through the sketches until I found a pretty black and white dress. "This one," I pointed as my mother observed the sketch. "She has a great taste in clothes," my mother smiled. The lady nodded.
I looked at the lady and she took the sketches back and continued to take more measurements.
"The dress will be ready soon," smiled the lady as she wrote a price on a piece of paper.
While we were at Madam Malkin's our father went out to get the rest of our supplies. After the lady was done with us, he agreed to meet us at the ice-cream shop.