A/N: Hello all! I love the response the story is getting! Quite a few of them commented on my request for reviews, and I only use that number as a reference. I just wanted to know how many people would be interested in my story. I'll update regularly regardless. Hope you enjoy! And again, Draco and Hermione have already been together and this is a story of a 'Happily Divorced' kind of setting :D Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Meanwhile, Chloe was busy sending about fifty owls across England, inviting friends over. She knew only three or four would show up, as her friends had very busy schedules. That's why she went a bit overboard on the guest list. Even if it was only for a bite of lunch and a dip in the swimming pool.

A few hours later, the doorbell rang. Chloe ran to answer it, and was met with a familiar brunette. Her name was Ellie, and she was one of Chloe's best friends. Ellie had long curly brown hair and tan skin girls like Chloe, who was pale as her father, would die for.

"Hellooooooo!" Ellie said in a funny voice. "Happy birthday, Chlo!" She pulled a box with a giant bow on it from behind her back.

"Thanks, Ellie-ooh." Chloe put the box on the table beside her. "But today I will entertain you!"

"You're a poet and you didn't even know it!" joked Ellie, as she stepped inside the mansion. "Beautiful as always, my beauteous blonde friend. But don't call me Ellie-ooh."

"Oh, Ellie, then you shouldn't have shown me the thing with the funny Swedish guy! But the Ellie in that thing wasn't nearly as girly as you are. She was in a zombie apocalypse." Chloe said. Ellie was half-blood with a muggle mother, and had made the mistake of showing Chloe a YouTube series starring a Swedish gamer and a zombie game called 'The Last of Us'.

"It's called a video, Chloe. And okay whatever. My mistake. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"Yes, actually. Let's go have some lunch!"

"Isn't anyone else coming? You're quite popular, right?"

"Yes, but I don't know if anyone else will come at such short noti-" Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Spoke too soon, I guess." Ellie smirked, as she followed Chloe to the door.

"Claire! Isabel! Arrived together, I see." Chloe exclaimed.

"Well, it's hard not too, as we're sisters." Isabel Pent said, almost indistinguishable from her twin sister Claire, except for the long scar down the side of her face. She had recently taken a tumble down the stairs, and suffered. But the good thing was, people wouldn't confuse her for her sister anymore. They were both blonde with dark streaks in their hair, and blue-eyed. They were really some of the prettiest girls in school. But they didn't really think so. There really wasn't an "ugly" friend in the quartet that stood in the Malfoy entranceway, although each girl thought herself to be so. The group was one of the most sought-after in the Slytherin house. Not just by Slytherins either. Their most un-Slytherin like personalities made them appealing to the whole student body of Hogwarts.

Isabel tended to be –for lack of a better word- more badass than Claire, the dainty, girly sister. Both of them had strong personalities, and couldn't be taken for dumb blonde ditzes.

Anyway, the four girls made their way to the smaller dining room to be served a casual bowl of pasta before jumping into the pool.

"I never will get used to seeing these things," remarked Claire, referring to the house-elf that had just left them.

"I think they're cute!" retorted Isabel.

"You get used to them after seeing them your entire life. You two are muggle-born, so that makes sense," said Chloe, nipping the soon-to-be quarrel in the bud. Those two were fun to hang out with, but when they started fighting, there would be no end to it.

"So, are you seeing your mum soon? You're fourteen now!" said Ellie, changing the subject.

"Yeah. I'm actually spending a week at her house starting tomorrow."

"So your parents are starting joint custody?" asked Isabel.

"Yep. Every other week I go to Mum's place, and the rest of the time I stay here at the mansion," said Chloe.

"That's what our parents do, only two weeks each," said Claire. The twins' parents were divorced as well, but they had been seeing both of their parents equally since the divorce.

"I wonder why you weren't allowed to see her until now," wondered Ellie.

"So do I. Mum said there were some kids my age around that were magic, so I'll have to check it out. I doubt they go to Hogwarts, though," replied Chloe.

"Yeah, we would have heard of them if they did," said Claire.

"No, YOU would have heard of them. Everyone knows you're the social hub of the entire school. If Hogwarts had Facebook, you would be Mark Zuckerberg. And you'd be stalking everybody. I mean, EVERYBODY." Retorted Isabel.

"What's Facebook?" asked Chloe confusedly.

"It's a stalking tool used by teenagers in the Muggle world." Answered Ellie shortly.

"Really?" she asked interestedly.

"No, because everyone's more into Instagram now, dummy." Claire interjected quickly.

"What's that?" Chloe asked.

"My God, Claire, why did you find the need to teach Chloe all the forms of Muggle social networks on her birthday?" Isabel said, exasperated.

"You're the one who started it, stupid." Claire replied hotly.

"I did not!"

Chloe and Ellie exchanged tired glances as the sisters started fighting in true Pent fashion.

"On three, 'kay?" whispered Ellie.

"Yep," replied Chloe.
"One, two, THREE!"

"SHUT UP!" The two screamed in unison.

Isabel fell back in surprise, and Claire blushed furiously.

"Seeing you fall never gets old, Bella." Chloe smirked.

"You suck. And don't call me Bella. That name is for pussies, not badasses like I!" Isabel said imperiously.

"I think falling back in fright makes you a pussy for a second, Bella." Ellie said mockingly.

"You know what? Getting scared of jumpscares could get me job opportunities." Isabel said, getting up from the floor.

"Not in the wizarding world, it won't." remarked Chloe.

"Yeah, for most jobs, you must be unshakable," added Ellie. "My mom's an Auror and she can't be falling everywhere."

"Your mum's an Auror?! So, she works with Harry Potter?!" Claire jumped into the conversation eagerly.

"Yes, I told you ages ago, Claire. When you were rattling on about dentistry to Chloe," said Ellie, slightly annoyed.

"My mum's friends with Harry Potter. I'm going to meet him tomorrow. Or during my stay sometime, I think," added Chloe.

"No frickin' way!" exclaimed Claire. "THE Harry Potter?!"

"Don't let my dad hear you gush about him. He hates him," said Chloe.

"Why?" said Isabel interestedly.

"They hated each other in school, apparently," said Chloe. "Plus, I think there was some disagreement during the war, but Dad never told me much about it."

"I think it was more than a disagreement, Chlo." Ellie muttered under her breath.

"Sorry, did you say something?" said Chloe, not hearing Ellie.

"Nothing. I didn't say anything."

A/N: Don't forget to brofist me if you understood my Pewds reference :D Review, review, review! Look for my update on Saturday, around sixish. REVIEW! The little button is begging you to touch it. The button's name is Miranda. "Desperate b*tch." Says PEWDS! But don't throw it away like Pewds did… Just review. I can't talk anymore. You're getting annoyed, aren't you?