A/N: Molly: So Severus Snape, Peter Pettigrew? What next, Bellatrix Lestrange.
Me: Well…uh *shifty eyes*
Molly: Oh great! Juuust great!
The Beginning, Part 2
"Severus Snape. Call me Sev."
"Wait!"
"Isn't your mother Eileen Prince?"
"Yeah."
"Cool," the twins said at the same time.
"So," the girl who had introduced herself as Abby said, "What are your names?"
"Gideon George Prewett."
"And, his older brother, Fabian Fredrick Prewett."
"Two minutes."
"Whatever."
Then they heard loud arguing, coming from the other side of a small hill opposite the forest.
"Bella!" someone shouted.
Fabe frowned. "I think I've heard that voice before."
Gid was also frowning.
Abby looked disgusted. "It's those weirdoes that live in that mansion."
Ally looked vaguely interested. "Do you think the cute one's here."
Ashley smirked. "To whom would you be referring?"
Then the speakers became clear. They were undoubtedly from the same family: high cheekbones, grey eyes. There was a certainty about them, as if they could do no wrong and they knew it. They stopped and stared at the Prewetts, who stared back just as coolly.
"Hi," the friendliest one said. He was a bit tall for his age, which the Prewetts knew to be the same as their own. He was looking down at them, scowling slightly.
The Prewetts had first met the Blacks when they were five. They had not been sure of what they thought of them. Still weren't.
All 5 of them were there. They turned around and went back up the hill, whispering quietly.
None of them knew, but something had happened in those few moments, something special. It might take them months to realize it.
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