I'm so sorry I haven't updated, tip: don't take two AP courses on a block schedule. This was kind of hard to write at first, not my best.
Things will start going faster after this chapter :)
Disclaimer: I'm JKR and I own everything HP (lol) kidding people kidding jeez :)
Hermione came barreling into her cousins' room in full blown hysteria, just as she did everyday after school.
The routine had become so familiar the older, girls didn't even have to ask what was wrong anymore. Jillian cradled her sobbing cousin into her arms, while Jackie dived under the bed for the stash of treats.
Hermione loved the taste of chocolate melting on her tongue, it had a way of making things feel better. But with her dentist as parents, she hardly ever got to enjoy it at home.
"I'm a Know-it-all," she whispered defeatedly.
"What! Who called you that?!"I'll get them for you!" Shouted her cousin Jackie.
"Was it Berry?" asked Jillian ignoring her sister.
Hermione nodded.
"Mione you can't keep letting her get to you like that! Your are not a Know-it-all you are an intellectual." Stated Jillian smiling at her affectionately.
"Intellectual? What does that mean?" She asked curiously.
Her cousins gave her a look, they never just told her things, she had to figure them out herself.
"Intellectual," she repeated slowly, the only word she could think of that started with 'intel-' was the word, "intelligent." She said outloud figuring it out.
The two girls nodded their approval at the answer. Jackie handed her a piece of chocalate.
"Don't you worry about Berry, Mione, she's just angry her name sounds like Strawberry Pop Tart," she chuckled.
A fleeting smile flashed across Hermione's face, "I want to be with you guys," she said sadly.
It was the first year she was going to school without her cousins at her side. They had graduated from Primary school, but she still had two more years left. They had been her armor against the school yard bullys, and now that they were gone, she had to fend for herself.
"You could do it Hermione, your the strongest person I know." Said Jackie unwrapping a Mars Bar.
"Yes you are! And soon You'll join us and when you do, the three of us could rule the school together. You'll be the smart one, I'll be the daring one and Jackie-Jackie will be the one who eats all the food," Jill finished looking over at her sister who was now stuffing her face with sweets.
"Whaaat?" Jackie questioned, when she noticed the other two staring at her.
They started laughing, Berry Poptart completely forgotten.
Jillian smiled at the memory. It was one of many that the three of them had shared together, before Hermione found out she was a witch.
Figuring that she wasn't going to get any more sleep, Jillian rolled off the bed, hitting the floor with a soft "thud."
She made her way across the room, to the bed her sister was sleeping on, snoring loudly underneath a sea of blankets.
"Jackie!" She whispers tugging at the girl's arm, "Jackie!" The sleeping girl stirred a little than mumbled a few unintelligible words and went back to snoring.
Jillian sighed, her sister was never much of a morning person, like she was, one of the many differences between the two of them.
They were staying at George Weasley's apartment and if she wasn't mistaken the joke shop he owned was downstairs. She desperately wanted to see what a wizard prank shop looked like but figured it was best to wait until everyone woke up.
The apartment building was relatively large, in total there were four rooms. She quickly recognized the one decorated in the scarlet and gold as George's room, Angelina's room was across from it.
That puzzled her a bit they seemed so close she had just assumed, they were together.
The third bedroom was were she and Jackie were staying. She couldn't think what the forth room could be, probably an office or storage room, but she still wanted to check it out anyway.
The door was firmly shut, as if it hadn't been opened up in sometime. It required a bit of effort on her part, but it finally opened with a loud "pop" sound.
For a moment, she didn't move, in case someone woke up from the noise but she didn't here anything, not even the sound of a humming refrigerator, with a shrug she walked into the room.
It was a bedroom, decorated with the same red and gold banners as George's door, but these hanged from the cieling, swooping over the unmade bed.
An old fashioned broom was mounted on the center of a wall surrounding the broom was a bunch of pictures and posters- moving ones.
The most impressive thing was the Lion. Hanging on the wall opposite of the one with the broom and pictures was a huge poster of a lion. He roared silently, standing on his hind legs then he lowered into a sitting position. He repeated this over and over again.
He was so beautiful, Jillian wanted to get closer to it but she stumbled over something. Looking down she saw the floor was littered with weird little gadgets and toys. They looked lifeless, as if they onced used to move about but the batteries ran out.
She bent over and picked one up, inspecting it, never had she seen a toy like this-
"You shouldn't be in here."
The voice startled Jillian so much, she dropped the toy she had been holding.
Heart thumping, she turned to face a slightly cross looking Angelina. She wanted to apologize for intruding but the words came out as, "Who's room is this?"
She sighed,"Fred's." She said shortly. Jillian was going to ask who Fred was but she didn't get the chance, "Come on, if George finds us in here he's going to have a fit."
Jillian took in all she could of the captivating, room that belonged to the mysterious Fred, before closing the door quietly behind her.
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Jackie and Jill got to help out with the store that day. They even got to wear the bright magneta robes like employees, making them feel like real witches.
"One of you can help with the shelving and the other could help sell the muggle devices to the coustomers," said George.
The two girls stated to bicker both refusing to pass up an opportunity to interact with the wizards in exchanged for organizing shelves.
"I'll help sell and you could shelve," said Jackie.
"But I wanna do it! Your not even good at speaking to people!"
"Yes I am! And anyway you're not even funny how do you expect to sell anything!" She snapped.
They went back and forth a few times, until George intervened and assigned Jill to shelving and Jackie to the muggle products.
When the doors opened at 9am dozens of people flooded into the shop, raiding the shelves out of materials.
Verity, one of the employees, showed Jill where to find the products that were to be shelved that day, there was at least a dozen boxes full.
"You go through all if this in one day?!" Asked Jillian, shocked.
Verity shrugged,"Give or take, but yeah the shop is always busy. Your going to need to restock after this first group dies down and again after the lunch rush."
It was tireless work. She had to keep running back and forth from the storage room because they were out of pygmy puffs or there weren't enough dungbombs or they needed more extendable ears. She just wanted to rest.
Jackie watched her sister a bit enviously. Jillian was having so much fun running around the store, while she sat there bored out of her mind, at the "muggle" section.
It seems not many wizards were interested in "Mary's Magic Mice" or the "Whoopee Cushion".
She was about to check out the rest of the store when a little girl, no more than six, stopped her.
"What are these?" She asked pressing down on one of the pink cushions, when it made a farting nose she giggled.
"Eww!"
"Its a whoopee cushion," Jackie answered, "you hide it under peoples chair and they sit on it and it makes a funny noise, its a muggle device."
"That is so cool, I've never seen a muggle toy before. How do you know?" She asked curiously.
"Well I happen to be a muggle myself," Jackie smiled.
"Wow I never met a muggle before! This is so exciting! I'll be right back!" She shouted running in an opposite direction.
She came back moments later with the a young woman who holding a baby in her arms.
"I'm sorry but my daughter seems to think you're a muggle," the woman said apologetically.
"Oh I am!"
"Really! I never expected to see a muggle here, I guess this integration rumor is true than!"The woman laughed.
The woman started to ask Jackie questions and the little girl started running around. Soon the everyone in the store had heard that there was a muggle in the building and suddenly the lame muggle section became increasingly more popular.
Many people wanted to talk to her and ask questions, some even wanted to take pictures with her, and others even wanted to buy her treats, but she turned those down.
Around lunch time, a sweet looking, elderly woman in striking viridescent robes came up to her.
"You're the muggle every one is speaking of." She said.
It wasn't a question but Jackie felt the need to answer, "Yes," not wanting to sound concieted added, "I believe so."
She laughed," Don't be modest of course you are! Here I bought these for you." She said handing her a tiny packet.
"Thank you, but you didn't have to do this," she felt uncomfortable taking it from the old woman.
"I wanted to," smiled the old woman, "Keep it." She turned and left, her emerald robes swishing behind her.
After she left Jackie peeked inside the little package, there were two candies inside. Deciding to save one for Jill, she popped the other into her mouth.
It was disgusting, but when she tried to spit it out she couldn't. Instead it the candy quickly began dissolving. It formed a repulsive liquid that burned the inside of her throat it clogged her her airways cutting off her oxygen supply, she couldn't breathe- she couldn't scream.
The box dropped out her hand and she clutched at her throat. Someone nearby noticed and ran over to her, "What's wrong!?" Asked the person frantically.
"She's been poisoned!" Someone shouted.
Jackie felt something forming deep down in her throat, it had legs and it was slowly crawling its way upward. She felt the world start to fade, her vision blurred. She wanted nothing more than to die, if she died she wouldn't have feel it any longer.
She willed death to swing his ax, and take her. She could feel the thing climbing,and grazing her esophagus. she imagined a tapeworm slithering its way out of her, or maybe maggots extremely long ones with legs.
By now everyone, at the store had stop what they we're doing to stare at Jackie, not quit believing what was happening.
Someone tried to lay her down, but all she could do was focus on the creature slowly making its way up her mouth, the claws scraping the surface of her tongue as a worm like animal slid out of her opened jaw. Covered in salvia and bright crimson colored blood the "worm" was over 12 inches long and had a hundreds of tiny claws for feet.
Jackie screamed bloody murder, and the shop went completely dark.
Really hate this chapter, very difficult to write, my transitions were horrible. How do out feel about Jackie and Jillian am I writing them okay? Feedback! Feedback! Any ideas in what's going to happen? Thanks you reading, reviewing, favoriting and following means a lot to me :)