AN: Minerva's speech is taken directly from the book, as is Dumbledore's and a Hagrid's.
Chapter 4: Hogwarts
Minerva was absent for 3 whole days, a fact that didn't bother the girls as much, now that they had wands and knew which brick to tap. They would spend most of their time wandering Diagon Alley (which seemed to be busier by the day); for Heidi the library was her sanctuary, the shop keeper had taken a liking to her and was letting her help out during the morning, while Diana was usually crashing down at Madam Malkin's, who had agreed to use her as a model for various of her clothes.
"You definitely have the face," she commented earning herself a brilliant smile from Diana.
Heidi has scooped all of their books and forced Diana to read a few as well, she did so with little complain seeing as she too wanted to know as much as she could about the wizarding world, but most of the new things they learned were from the people they encountered in the shops, like for example Quidditch seemed to be the international wizarding sport and the most craziest thing they had heard (something they couldn't stop laughing about no mater how hard they tried), wizards flew on brooms! Imagine the Muggles getting that of all things right?
When Minerva returned that Friday night the girls dragged her up to their room, sat her on a chair and said. "Explain!" Heidi pointed towards an article in a book The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts (which Minerva didn't remember them buying), that read:
He-who-must-not-be-named also known as Lord Voldemort is considered by many to be the most feared Dark Lord of al times. He was known for…
Minerva didn't have to read the rest to understand what the girls meant, she two would have wanted to know everything there was if she were mentioned on the same page as you-know-who.
"I've been meaning to tell you sooner but, the opportunity never arrived."
"Well now it did," Diana said sharply. "And you better stop beating around the bush and tell us what happened!"
Minerva gave a resigned sigh and said "10 years ago, this place was a battle zone. You-know-who and his Minions had been reigning havoc in the wizarding community for over two decades, people were living in fear, in hiding, you couldn't even recognize friend or foe, up until one day when it all stopped. On the Halloween night of 1981, no one knows what truly happened, but you-know-who lost his powers after trying to kill the two of you. He killed James and Lily Potter that night, buy you two, he could not kill. And that is as much of the story as anyone who wouldn't flourish it with Merlin know what nonsense would tell you."
"So, we're famous for getting our parents killed?" Heidi asked bitterly. The girls stayed quiet after that, both lost in their own thoughts. Minerva left after half an hour.
"I'll see you two tomorrow," she said but the girls gave no sign of having heard her.
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The days passed by and soon the two girls had forgotten all about their discussion with Minerva, or the problems at home and were happily accommodating in the new routine that had become their life. Heidi started working part times for the library which mostly consisted of arranging books or moving them from one place to the other. Diana was quite enjoying her job as Madam Malking's assistant, the woman taught her a useful little charm that helped her fit robes on customers (it took 3 days to learn!), and allowed Diana to help her with the pile of students that were pouring down the front doors like flies. And one day something interesting happened.
It was one of those busy days at Madam Malkin's, sometimes near the end of August, when Diana was incredibly stressed because of all the people that were piling in the shop. She had just finished clothing another first year when a blond boy with a pointed face and gray eyes was led towards her.
"Lils, take care of him for me will you," Madam Malkin said in a tiredly tone and then rushed into the back of the shop.
Diana nodded and turned to smile at the new customer. Her smile widened when she saw what a cute boy he was. "Welcome to Madam Malking's. Hogwarts uniform, right?"
"That's right," the boy answered in a lazy tone, which changed dramatically after he saw her face. "Are you the one who is going to attend me?" he asked curiously. "You don't seem to be that much older."
"I'm not. Would you step this way please?" She guided the boy towards the stool and charmed the measurer to do the work.
"That's quite good spell work for someone so young," the boy commented.
"Thank you, but it did take a bit of work to learn it."
"I'll bet. I know Madam Malkin's doesn't have a daughter so you must either be a pureblood trying to become a designer, and stealing from the best is a good way to start, or a pureblood really obsessed with clothes."
That certainly burst a nerve in Diana's head. She turned to give the boy a cold glare and asked: "Why do you naturally assume I'm a pureblood?"
"Because there is no way that a Mudblood or a half-blood could be that good," the boy said dismissively. Diana had no idea what a Mudblood was but it sounded like a foul word.
"Well aren't you a smart one."
"I certainly think so."
Diana burst out laughing. "A comedian too."
"I'm no comedian," the boy wrinkled his nose. "Draco Malfoy," he flashed a crooked smile. "Now if I may enquire the name of the lovely lady who so talented fitted my clothes?"
Diana giggled slightly and her cheeks flashed crimson. "No," she said tauntingly.
"No?" Draco asked curiously.
"No," Diana came up in front of him and began tying his tie around the neck.
"How about a hint?" Draco persisted.
Diana chewed her lips and said "You'll see at Hogwarts. After all, I'm a first year as well. There, all done! How do you like it?"
Draco turned to look himself in the mirror and after being satisfied with his reflection (his facial reflection mind you, he didn't look at the suit for a second!), turned to smile broadly at Diana and said "Perfect."
Diana lifted and inquisitory brow. "Your face or my suit?"
"Both," Draco answered. "You did a splendid job." He took her hand in his and kissed the tip of her fingers. "I hope to see you at Hogwarts, Milady."
Diana flashed a brilliant smile. "Oh, I'm sure you'll be seeing quite a lot of me."
Draco inclined his head slightly and headed for the stool. He purchased the suit, just as Diana had made it, and exited the shop.
"He was soooo cute," Diana said. "Oh, you should have seen him," she hugged her fluffy white pillow to her chest and crashed on the bead, a dreamy expression on her face.
"Was he blond?" Heidi asked sounding bored. She was currently re-reading chapter 24 of her charms book and working on one of the charms.
"Yep," Diana answered.
"Figures," Heidi said and turned the page with a sight. "This thing's hard!" she wined.
"Oh, will you stop that!" Diana said exasperatedly. "You don't have to learn all of the bloody spells before term starts!"
"I know! It's my wand's fault!" Heidi complained. "Every time I touch it, it's like I'm recharged with energy and I can't sleep unless I get rid of the extra dose, it's really frustrating!" She gave the wand a pointed glare. "You are evil!"
Diana burst out laughing. "Oh, this is too much! You're fighting with your wand?! I thought you said it doesn't have a mind of its own."
"Well obviously, I was wrong," Heidi admitted although a bit reluctant. "Finally!" Red sparks exploded from the tip of her wand and colored the yellow walls in a pale shade of orange. Heidi dropped her wand on the night drawer and sighed content. "I'm finally out of energy." She giggled happily. "Good night," she whispered and was asleep in a matter of seconds.
"Good night."
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The first of September had finally arrived and Minerva was pacing like mad in front of Eeylops Owl Emporium; the girls had just realized they didn't have pets, so they decided on buying some right now, much to Minerva's chagrin since it was almost ten o'clock, which meant they had about an hour to get to Kings Cross, pass the barrier and on the train.
Heidi came out carrying a petit spotted owl which was flying madly in the cage.
"This is Ruby," she proudly announced. "Isn't she cute?" She pulled the cage up to her face and looked lovingly at the energetic little bugger.
"Yes, she is," Minerva said stiffly. "Where is Diana?"
"Here!" Diana came rushing out of the shop carrying a beautiful snow white owl which was fast asleep in her cage. "Meet Blanche," she smugly announced.
"Charmed," Minerva said and rushed the girls towards the Leaky Cauldron.
They exited the bar in a run and hopped in the first cab they could find. By the time they reached Kings Cross it was 10:35, but they managed to enter the station at 10:40, because Minerva didn't have any Muggle money so the girls had to pay. Minerva dragged them in a rush through the barrier and pushed them on the train faster then on could say Hey! The girls didn't even have time to glance around or get a glimpse at the color of the train because it was off.
The compartments were all full, except one in which a bushy haired girl sat.
"Hello," Heidi greeted politely. "Can we sit with you? Everywhere else is full."
"Certainly," the bushy haired girls replied. "I'm Hermione Grange, and you are?"
"Heidi Dursley, and this is my twin sister Diana, it's nice to meet you."
"Are you two Muggle-born?" Hermione asked.
The girls looked questioningly at each other. "We were raised by Muggles," Diana said.
"Oh, that's great then," Hermione said. "It means I'm not the only one."
"Of course not," Diana waved a dismissive hand. "I can assure you there will be a whole bunch more like us."
"I know, it's just that I'm worried that I'll be behind everybody else since I'm Muggle-born, so I learned all of the text books by heart, and I hope that's enough because there were these other books I thought of buying, but I wasn't sure if those would help, but now I'm not sure if that was such a good idea, maybe I should have bought them. Do you think I should have bought them?" She said all of this in a very fast and shaky voice.
"I think it's enough that you learn what the books say," Heidi assured.
"Really, because-"
"Really!" Heidi cut her off before she could continue.
"Oh," the girl sighed in relief. "That's good, that's very good."
"So, where do you live?" Diana asked in an attempt to stir the subject from the boring term of books to something more interesting.
The girl went along with her change and Diana felt a lot more comfortable talking to her, now that she was in her field of expertise. The twins talked, albeit a bit reluctant about the Dursley's and so passed the train ride. The trolley lady was the only visitor that disturbed the girl's chatter. A voice resounded in the train, telling the kids to leave the luggage on board before the train finally came to a halt. The three girls exited the train together and came face to face with someone the twins weren't so kin on meeting.
"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" It was that rude, enormous man that came to their house!
Hermione made to go towards him but stopped when she saw that her two new friends weren't moving.
"What's the matter? He's calling the first years," she said
"We, we've met that man before," Heidi said. "It wasn't a pleasant encounter."
"Oh," the girl said. "Then let's stick to the back of the crowd." She suggested and the twins nodded. They waited until the enormous man had his back turned to them and followed closely behind the back of the line. Diana thought she saw a glimpse of the boy she had meat at Madam Malkins and smiled broadly. She couldn't wait to see him again.
"I haven't asked," Hermione's bossy voice disturbed her trail of thoughts. "What house do you think you will be sorted into?"
"Gryffindor or Hufflepuff," Diana answered without thinking.
"I'm guessing Ravenclaw," Heidi said.
"I want to be in Gryffindor, I head Dumbledore himself was in that house, but I don't suppose Ravenclaw would be that bad," Hermione ranted.
The crowd of students came to a halt in front of a great black lake and a choir of oh-s, and ah-s enveloped the students. A gigantic castle with millions of tiny little windows, glittering like candle lights and with a vast number of towers was visible on the other side of the lake. The girls looked around and saw a few boats waiting at the shore.
"No more'n four to a boat!" Shouted the giant and climbed into one all by himself.
The three girls hopped in a boat as far away from the giant as they could and were joined by a plump boy who was sniffing about a toad named Trevor who he apparently lost. The boats were off, gliding across the smooth surface of the lake. A deafening silence surrounded the crowd of students, all too enveloped in the sight of the magnificent castle that stood towering over them.
"Heads down!" Yelled the giant disturbing the silence and bringing the children's attention back to their surrounding. The kids bent their heads as the boats carried them through a curtain of ivy that hid a large opening in the cliff. They journey through a dark tunnel that seemed to lead them underneath the castle until they reached an underground harbor where they climbed onto the rock and followed the giant up some stony steps until they reached a huge oak front door.
"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" the giant asked the plump boy who had joined them on the boat ride.
"Trevor!" Cried the boy and hugged the frog gratefully.
"Everyone here?" The giant asked and then proceeded to knock three times on the large oak doors. Outside stepped a figure that the twins had become quite accustomed to seeing throughout the last month, Minerva McGonagall.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall," said the giant.
"Thank you Hagrid," Minerva nodded and pulled the door open for the kids.
Hagrid, as Minerva had called the giant man, entered the castle and disappeared through a set of double doors.
The kids followed Minerva inside and marveled at the size of the hall way. She led them into a small chamber where she turned and addressed the students.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room."
"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours."
"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting."
"I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. "Please wait quietly."
She left the chamber.
Hermione started to hyperventilate and recite paragraphs she had learned from the text books up until Diana stopped her.
"They won't test us," she said exasperatedly. "They're going to make us wear a dirty old hat, who is going to sort us according to our personality!"
"Are you sure?" asked a red haired boy with freckles all over his face. "My brothers told me we have to fight a troll!"
"They lied!" Snapped Diana.
"Well, well, fancy meeting you here," a smooth, familiar voice dragged Diana's attention away from the red haired.
Diana turned to give the boy a dazzling smile. "Well, I did say I would be here, didn't I." The boy nodded in acknowledgment.
Just then a pile of ghosts walked through one of the walls and startled the kids. The clouded figures were arguing among themselves about a certain Peeves person (?). One of the ghosts that looked like a fat monk wished them luck and said he would hope to see them in Hufflepuff, the three girls concluded that he was the Hufflepuff ghost, and soon after Minerva returned and led the kids in the great hall.
There was another round of oh-s and ah-s as the kids took in the magnificent sight of the great hall. There were millions of candles floating a few feet above the four tables where the rest of the students were sitting. At the top of the hall was another large table where the teachers sat. The kids were led right in between the staff table and the students where a chair was placed on the left with a rusty old hat on top. Hermione visibly relaxed when she realized that Diana had told the truth about the sorting and turned to glance at the bewitched ceiling that looked like it opened up towards the heavens.
She giggled when Heidi said: "It's bewitched to look like the sky."
"Did you read that in Hogwarts a History?" She asked amused.
"Of course she did," Diana answered, and the three girls stiffened a laugh as the hat began to sing.
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
The students burst into applause as the hat bowed before the four tables and went silent.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," said McGonagall. "Abbott, Hannah!"
"I want to bee in Gryffindor," blurred out Heidi.
"What?" Asked Diana. "I thought you wanted to be in Ravenclaw." Hermione nodded
"I did, but I like Minerva, and she is the head of Gryffindor house."
"Oh, I see," said Diana. "I want to be in Minerva's house too!" She exclaimed.
"We all want to be in Gryffindor," said Hermione. The twins nodded eagerly.
When Minerva reached the letter D the girls waited patiently for her to call them, but she didn't. A confused look passed over the three girl's face as Hermione's name was called. She stepped forward shooting concerned looks at the twins and put on the hat. Then Heidi remembered something: Her biological parents were named Potter! She whispered this quietly to her sister. Diana turned to her, a horror struck expression on her face, but she soon snapped out of it as Hermione was declared a Gryffindor. They both clapped encouragingly for their bushy haired friend. She passed them still looking concerned and gave them a small reassuring smile before running off towards the Gryffindor table.
Dread began to fill the girls as the letter P drove nearer and nearer, Diana didn't even realize when Draco Malfoy was called to the stool and declared a Slytherin, nor when a pair of twins were declared a Ravenclaw and Gryffindor respectively, but she did hear it loud and clear when Minerva mounted the words "Potter, Diana!"
The whole hall went death silent.
Diana had her eyes firmly shut and her hand was squeezing that of her sisters so tight she would have thought it would crush into tiny bits.
"Diana," Minerva called a bit more quietly, and that was all it took for the whispers to start.
"Potter, did she say Potter?"
"The Potter twins?"
"You think it's one of them?"
Diana took in a deep breath and turned her face towards Minerva's voice, only then did she feel comfortable enough to open her eyes. The reassuring smile from Minerva and the hand squeeze from her sister gave her a sudden sense of security that she had never felt before. She straightened her head and walked confidently towards the stool. Minerva placed the hat on her head.
"Hmm," a small voice whispered inside her ear. "You are a though one, plenty of courage, quite loyal. I see, not a bad mind either. There's talent, ah my goodness, yes, - and an uncanny thirst for wealth, that's interesting, but where to putt you."
Diana started repeating Gryffindor, over and over in her head.
"Gryffindor, I see," said the small voice. "It could work. Yes, why not, it's all here in your head. Then better be GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted for all to hear and Diana eagerly took it off and gave Minerva a dazzling smile which she returned. She enveloped her sister in a bone crushing hug and ran towards the wildly cheering Gryffindor table.
Her smile faded when she laid eyes on Hermione's pouting face.
"I'm sorry! I grew up with the name Dursley, I barely found out a month ago that my name was Potter, and I'm still not used to it," she took the seat next to Hermione and desperately tried to explain. "I didn't mean to lie to you! I don't even think of myself as a Potter! Hermione!"
The other girl turned a doubtful look her way and said: "You didn't know your name was Potter?"
"No! My mom… I mean my aunt never told me she had a sister," Diana said in a small voice. "She never told me she wasn't my mother," she added bitterly.
Hermione nodded her head. "Alright, I'll forgive you, but no more secrets!" She stated firmly.
"No more secrets," Diana agreed and the two turned to watch as Heidi made her way towards the stool.
Minerva smiled encouragingly at the girl. Diana was definitely a Gryffindor at heart, but Heidi was most certainly a Ravenclaw, her mind held no doubt of that as he placed the hat on the girls head.
"Hmm," the soft voice whispered. "Difficult. Very difficult. You are a precautious child, you don't easily trust people. You are loyal but only to a certain degree, so Hufflepuff is out of the question. Quite witty, an extraordinary mind for someone so young! Yes, Ravenclaw would flourish with you on its side. But you are manipulative and have quite a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting… So where shall I put you?"
Gryffindor, Heidi though. I want to be in Gryffindor!
"Gryffindor, eh?" the hat seemed doubtful. "I'm not sure that would be the best house for you. How about Ravenclaw or Slytherin? You could be grate and both will help you on your way to your goals better then Gryffindor could. No? Well if you're sure, better be GRYFFINDOR!"
Heidi promptly took of the hat before it could change its mind and turned to smile at Minerva who had and unmasked expression of shock on her face. The Transfiguration's teacher soon recovered and raised a delicate brow at the girl while nodding her head. Heidi ran towards the Gryffindor table which was cheering loudly: "We got the Potter twins," and sat besides Diana.
"You lie to me again and I won't forgive you," promised Hermione. Heidi gave her and apologetic look and mouthed a soft sorry. The girls turned their gaze towards the remaining students and eagerly watched the sorting. They clapped and cheered with their housemates whenever someone was sorted into Gryffindor, but they didn't boo when someone was sorted into Slytherin.
Diana was scooping around the tables, searching for the pretty blond boy and she finally spotted him at the Slytherin table sitting between two gorilla-like boys, watching her intently. She flushed a slight shade of pink and smiled at him. The boy looked confused for a bit then nodded his head slightly and turned to watch the sorting.
Heidi was studying the students at the Gryffindor table. She recognized the red head that had commented about fighting a troll, the plump blond boy, Neville, who had lost his toad, and that was about it. She turned her head towards the staff table, and saw to her disdain that Hagrid, the giant was sitting right in front of their table. He caught Heidi's eyes and gave a tentative smile which she curtly returned.
The conversation suddenly dyed down and Heidi turned to see that the sorting had ended and a tall, slender and extremely old (if his beard was anything to go by), man dressed in a ridiculous neon green suit with a purple hat on top (which Heidi assumed was the Headmaster), had risen from his seat in the middle of the table.
"Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
"Thank you!"
Heidi burst out laughing as she saw the food appear on the table. Couldn't the man pick something that didn't sound as ridiculous for a password? (Or whatever it was that was used to summon the food).
They began eating and listening to the conversation the other children were having. They learned that Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington was the ghost of Gryffindor, he liked to be called Sir Nick, but everybody called him Nearly Headless Nick, much to the ghost's annoyance. They learned that Slytherin won the cup six years in a row and Hermione said she'd like to help her house win the cup, to which the twins agreed.
They learned that there were four boys in their year: Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Ron Weasley - the red haired boy and the plump boy Neville Longbottom.
There were two other girls in their year, except the twins and Hermione: Parvati Patil, and Lavender Brown. Hermione and Heidi didn't like the other two very much but Diana seemed quite comfortable with them and was immediately engulfed in a conversation about boys.
How surprising, thought Heidi with a roll of her eyes.
Hermione had started questioning Percy Weasley (a fifth year prefect), about lessons, so Heidi took to studying the staff table again and immediately noticed a teacher with greasy black hair, a hooked nose, and sallow skin who was glaring at her and her sister as if he had seen a ghost. He briskly turned towards a guy that was dressed in purple cloths with a purple turban on his head when he caught her eye.
The purple clothed teacher and the greasy haired one turned just for a second to look at her and she felt a searing pain explode in her covered up scar. She heard her sister moan in discomfort somewhere nearby and knew she wasn't the only on who felt it.
"Excuse me," she turned towards Percy Weasley and ignored the look her sister was giving her. "Who are those two teachers at the high table?"
Percy took a glimpse at the staff table and said: "The one with the large turban is Professor Quirrell, the Defense teacher, and the one sitting besides him is Professor Snape. He teaches Potions, but he doesn't want to — everyone knows he's after Quirrell's job. Knows an awful lot about the Dark Arts, Snape I mean."
Heidi nodded slowly and turned back to study the two. They never looked once in her direction during the remaining of the meal. Snape was avoiding her like the plague, and Quirrell was avoiding looking in Snape's direction like the plague.
Desert soon disappeared and the old man with the ridiculous long beard was on his feet again.
"Who is he?" Diana asked.
"That's Dumbledore!" Hermione exclaimed shocked. "Didn't you know?"
"Nope," Diana said flatly.
"Ahem — just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you."
"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well."
Dumbledore's twinkling eyes flashed in the direction of the Weasley twins.
"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors."
"Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch."
"And finally, I must tell you that this year the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."
"And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore.
The school song turned out to be a butcher of modern and classic day music. Diana (who loved singing), flared her nostrils at the twins for their chosen tone and had refused to sing another note after the first line. Heidi and Hermione tagged along, changing tones and notes as they went, but they too gave up after half the song. At long last the Weasley twins finished their funeral song and Dumbledore dismissed them off to bed, much to the girl's relief.
Percy led the first years up the marble staircase and through a bunch of hidden doors and shortcuts and suddenly came to a halt. A bunch of walking sticks started throwing themselves at the kids, and a blue little man with wicked eyes appeared in front of them and started throwing insults and levitating objects their way.
Heidi was beyond tired and annoyed at this point, her eyes flashed and her lips were twitched in a thick line. Diana grabbed a hold of Hermione and pulled her as far away from her sister as the corridor allowed. She knew that Heidi was a calm and collective person, but when she did burst out, she left you wishing you were somewhere else; unlike Diana's temper tantrums, she was dangerous as hell when mad.
Heidi didn't even bother trying to reason with the stupid ghost, she knew it was hopeless, so she whipped out her wand and hexed the bugger with the first spell she could think off.
"Flipendo!"
Peeves thinking that spells could not harm him didn't jump out of the way and therefore was surprised when the spell did hurtle him backwards straight through a wall and out of sight.
"I'm not done with you!" Heidi made a move to chase after the poltergeist but Percy stopped her.
"That was quite an impressive spell work miss Potter, but I do think it is time for bed."
Heidi glared at him; futilely trying to stiffen a yawn, then gave up and nodded.
Percy led the kids to a portrait of a very fat woman who was dressed in a pink silk dress.
"Password," she said.
"Caput Draconis," said Percy, and the portrait swung forward to reveal a round hole in the wall. The girls walked numbly inside and scurried off in the direction that Percy said was the first year's girl's dorm and crashed on the bead exhausted.
Heidi groaned when the extra surplus of magic made itself known.
"Stupid thing!" She scowled at her wand.
"What'd the matter?" Hermione asked.
Heidi sat up straight with a sigh knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep unless she got rid of the extra dose. She was sitting on the semi-last bed from the wall, Hermione was sitting on the last, while Diana occupied the middle one; Parvati's bead was the first from the door and Lavender was sitting between her and Diana.
Heidi went to sit near Hermione and told her about her wand.
"Are you serious?" Hermione asked shocked. "The wand does that?"
"Yep," Heidi turned to glare at it (she found herself doing that a lot these days), and began casting some of the spells she'd learned in the past weeks, which weren't much, the levitating charm, the lumos charm and that hex she used on Peeves.
"There, all out!" she cheered and jumped in her bed. "Night, Hermione." And she was asleep within minutes.
The twins didn't actually know what happened that night, but they dreamt; a dream they never had before.
Diana saw running from a green light, that kept getting nearer and nearer, and Heidi dreamt of red eyes that were watching her; something acing to hatred filled them, but there was another emotion there, a spark of something she didn't understand, or didn't want to.
As dawn rose over the misty castle and the flick of first light crept it's way through the window, so did the night's rooming shadow's vanished from the girl's dreams and their thought's turned to more pleasant memories, such as flying and the smiling faces of a happy family, and so, just like that, the dreams were wiped from the girls minds.
