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The Exotica Chronicles

My sister, My sister, what are we fighting for?

"Vlad, these skirts are short," Jen complained, tugging on the hem of said skirt.

"That's cause you're gimongo Jenny," said Jinx, leaning against the doors to the Great Hall. Because the girls were older, they had to be sorted separately.

Jen growled. "I am not gimongo! I'm the perfect size, unlike you small-fry." Jinx was 5 foot 6 inches, tiny compared to Jen. "And do not call me Jenny, got that Jinenna?" she sneered Jinx's real name, standing as close to nose to nose she could get.

"Hey, shut up you two. My head is hurting with all your chatter," Nyx said, arms spread to separate her sisters. They always had this fight. Nyx was in the middle of her sisters, height wise. She was 5 foot 8 inches and sometimes was thought to be the middle sister, instead of the youngest.

"Well, make her take it back," Jen yelled, anger making her eyes a deep sapphire.

"Well, make her say she's sorry!" Jinx said, equally mad; her eyes a deep forest green.

Nyx opened her mouth to answer, when the doors opened in front of them. The whole school was staring at them. Jen fixed a smile on her face, nudging Nyx to do the same. They stepped forward and walked up to the head table. A strict-looking old lady stood near a stool, holding a hat.

"Way to go Jinx, you made a bad impression already," Jen hissed through her teeth, still smiling. Jinx hissed a curse back at her. Jen was just going to complement Jinx on her language skills when Nyx elbowed her in the side. They had reached the old lady.

"Hello, I am Professor McGonagall. When I call your name, sit down and I will put the Sorting Hat on your head. You will sit at your house table afterward. Exotica, Jennifer!"

Smiling and giving her sisters a little wave, Jen stepped up to the stool. She sat and the hat was placed on her head. It was too big and slid down to cover her eyes. After a few moments, the whole hall holding it's breath; the Sorting Hat called out "SLYTHERIN!" The hat was lifted from Jen's head and she walked to the Slytherin table, amid applause.

When it had died down, Professor McGonagall called out "Rand, Nyx!" Nyx glided to the stool and sat quickly. Once again, the hat was too big and slipped over her eyes. All whispering stopped. Everyone was wondering if the sisters would be placed together. A huge sigh of relief was let out when the hat shouted "SLYTHERIN!" Nyx sat beside her sister. Both looked anxiously toward Jinx.

"Rose, Jinx!" Jinx stepped up, chewing on her lip. The hat slipped over her eyes so all she saw was darkness.

Ah, breathed a voice in her head. The third sister. Hmm… You are different then they were. Jen was cold to others, but loving to the ones she cared about. Nyx was quiet, but when she spoke, you listened. But you… you are your own. You are loud and fun-loving. Well, would you like to be with your sisters or be different? It's your choice.

Jinx thought long and hard about that, and then answered.

A/N: Ooooo… Cliffie! What does Jinx say? Will she be placed with her sisters or won't she? What house? Wait until next time!

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