Planning to Meet

Elizabeth's POV

The nightmare from the night before bothered Elizabeth. She didn't know why it bothered her, and in some ways, she wanted to know why the dream bothered her. In other ways, she didn't want to know, because something told her the dream was very bad. Natalie was worried, and yet she couldn't tell her exactly what was bothering her about the dream. IT was time for breakfast, and she got dressed in a rather nice outfit, but didn't feel like eating. Natalie though seemed like she was feeling better, but had a good night's sleep, which may have been a good thing.

"So, what are we going to do next?"

Anyways, Natalie was referring to meeting up with their friends again, but also getting school supplies. That was the next step in their journey in the world of Harry Potter, since they had their letters, was to actually go to Diagon Alley and get their school supplies. Elizabeth was looking forward to getting to the bookstore, because this meant that she could pick out some books on magic and other things, on her list being the books she remembered were brought up in the Harry Potter books. She had a very long list to get, and thinking about said list helped her to finally eat.

"I guess we send an owl to Tic-Tac and Kitten to find out when we should meet up with them."

"Shouldn't it be on the thirty-first? Harry's birthday?"

Elizabeth nodded her head, surprised that Natalie was thinking along the same lines as her. It was weird being a twin, but she wondered how they would interact with Harry. She was looking forward to meeting Harry, not just because he was the hero of one of her favorite books, but now because they were supposed to be related to him.

Anyways, she started writing a list of things that she would want to get while they were in Diagon Alley, while Natalie watched. Natalie hated writing, so Elizabeth also wrote the letter that she would send to the others. She hoped for a quick reply back, because she found herself wanting to go to the place as soon as possible, but a quick glance at the calendar revealed how close they were to July Thirty-First.

Anyways, it was her birthday, and Natalie's. She wondered what they should ask for, for their birthday, so getting to go and spend the day with their friends seemed like a good idea, and their grandmother said yes. Their grandmother was already planning to have a birthday party as well as sleepover at the place afterwords. She seemed to like planning out all of the finite details, and even started planning a birthday party meal.

For example, she asked each girl what kind of cake they would want, as well as icecream, but also what kind of decorations they could use to decorate the place. She wanted to know if they wanted to rent some Muggle movies, or have some Wizarding games to play. Natalie didn't seem thrilled at first, but then their grandmother remembered and listed off all of their favorite snacks, as if they had never been away.

"What about the fact Tic-Tac's a Malfoy though?"

"I'm sure that the Malfoy's wouldn't be against their daughter coming to play with their childhood friend. It would be a chance at normality for her, after having lost her adoptive parents. But then the Malfoy family is strange. What are each of you looking forward the most when we go to Diagon Alley?"

"I'm looking forward to the books. Not Gilderoy Lockhart's books though. I think he's a fake." Elizabeth said.

"Oh, definitely a fake." Natalie said.

"I know. I don't see what the other girls see in him. Even the old ladies my age happened to like him, and that fake smile of his."

"Well, I personally want to look at quidditch supplies, and team memorabilia."

"Of course you do." Their grandmother then asked another question. "What animal do you wish to take to Hogwarts?"

"Well, a kitten and an owl. That way we can send letters, but we only need one."

"Yes, only one is needed to send letters, and I certainly don't want a toad for the second pet."

"I wonder what kind we'll be getting."

"Well, I want a black cat." Natalie said. "I'm not sure if I want it to be pure black, or black with a white tummy."

"I'd like a snowy owl, but that seems to much like…

"Yeah."

"I had both a Negros Scops owl and a Japanese Scops as a child. They're both adorable."

"Maybe we could get two different owls?"

"Don't know. I still like the idea of getting a cat."

Kitten's POV

I got a letter from Nellie and Elizabeth! I am so excited, and I am going to get to meet up with my friends. My mama says so! She's the best mama ever!

What am I looking forward to the most? I am wanting to get lots and lots of wizarding candy, but we're also going to be having birthday cake. I like birthday cake a lot.

As for what I want for my pet, well, I'm going to get Crookshanks. And I'm going to get Hedwig. I've always loved the soft fluffy animals. Before sending my response, I hugged Errorl, the family owl.

Tick Tack's POV

Yes. Kitten just killed the Weasley family animal. There is a reason why her mom in the real world won't let her have a pet, and she actually knows that. If it had been any other owl, it would have survived, but in this particular case it was to old to move fast enough, but had really, REALLY brittle bones. I received my letter at a really bad time, what with the fact my own brother had raped me. Draco looked at me when I got downstairs with this look that clearly said he was super, super sorry, but that he hadn't meant it. He was likely wondering what had come over him, but looked like he was going to cry. I wasn't going to say anything though, because Draco's my brother and it wasn't his fault. I got my letter, and my parents were honestly thinking about not letting me go, but Draco spoke up, likely because he felt guilty – guilty about raping me, but also guilty that I was now wearing a dress. He said that I should go, because they were my friends, even though that one Weasley girl was there. Why not get close to the siblings or cousins of Potter, meaning he didn't know their exact relation to Harry. They saw it as a political gain, so I would be allowed to go, but mother decided to take me to get a birthday present appropriate to two daughters of the noble family of Potter. There was a day before, so we went to a clothes shop, and she bought some really nice frilly stuff that she hoped would fit. I really hate my life right now. Elizabeth won't mind the frilly stuff, but Natalie is like me, and doesn't like frilly stuff.

Ron's POV (Written by Natalie's writer because of Kitten)

I can't believe she killed Errol.

I get the fact she didn't mean to, and that she's kind of naïve, which is kind of cute, which means as her older brother I am going to have to look out for her, which I don't mind, but she just killed a freaking owl by hugging it. And now she's crying because she didn't mean to.

I catch sight of Ginny in the corner, and she's mad that mom isn't punishing Caitlyn for killing the family owl. Fred and George are trying to of course calm her down, while Percy is just frustrated with the fact this means more money out of our pocket. Particularly when mom was hoping to spoil Kitten somehow. Somehow though, mom will make it work Percy says, and I just roll my eyes.

Ginny pulled me aside. "What a brat."

"What are you talking about?"

"She killed the family owl. Now I can't get anything nice this trip."

"You're just mad that you wouldn't be getting anything but hand me downs now."

"Of course I don't want her hand me downs. She's fat."

Caitlyn isn't fat. Ginny is just being mean, and boy does she know how to be mean. I narrow my eyes at her. "Don't do anything to Caitlyn."

"What? I thought you were on my side. You've always been jealous because I was born a girl and you were not. Or do I need to make you wear a dress again, Ronald Weasley."

Yeah, there are definite reasons why I have the issues I do. One, my mother really did want that final girl. Two, she liked spoiling the one girl she had got, because she didn't think she would be having anymore. Why, I don't know. Three, Ginny likes to get me in trouble for things she does. Four, she likes to emasculate and humiliate me.

No, seriously, she got some knock out potion, and personally stripped me of her clothes, and proceeded to dress me in her most frilly dress and frilly panties and made me wear it until mom got home and called for us. Mom never knew, because Ginny made it quite clear that mom wouldn't believe us, but more importantly, she said it was all my own doing, because I was some kind of pervert.

Ginny's the pervert though. She's got this secret stash of manga with content that would make my eyes pop out. Okay, so maybe they don't. At least, Manga's what she calls them. They're just comics which are backwards big time. She also writes her perverted fantasies involving Harry Potter and Draco in her diary. She read them to me, something I honestly didn't like. She had me tied up, and read it for crying out loud! She's sick, really sick, and I want nothing to do with her! I wish she wasn't my sister, but suspect she's the spawn of Satan. I want to sacrifice her so that my hell will be over.

Natalie's POV

I'm sorry to say, the letter we got from Kitten told us that Errol was dead.

Dear Elizabeth and Nelli

I am going to be able to come on that day, and will be looking forward to the birthday party. Sadly, mama says I need to bring Ginny with me, hoping that the two of us will be able to bond, so she'll also be going around with us that day. I'm already really, really scared of her, but Errol the family owl is dead.

Love Kitten

I didn't realize that Kitten had killed Errol, and thought that Ginny had done it. Maybe she did, because how could Kitten have killed an owl by hugging it. Owls don't let you hug them, so Ginny must have cast a spell so that even old Errol couldn't move fast enough. That would mean she used one of her brother's wands without them knowing as well, which is really sad.

Elizabeth was just as upset as me that Ginny got herself invited to our birthday party, but that girl really wants to get with our brother, something neither one of us like. I would much rather she not come, because she will be trying to make Kitten's life miserable. It's bad enough that, unbeknown to us, our bullies had cast a spell to get into this world to torment us even after our death.

That would be the girls who bully us.

And unfortunately, because Ginny came up, I was remembering what happened to me the other day. This night, I hadn't had a nightmare like I had before. Unfortunately, I think that Elizabeth took on the dream. I started to cry, because I couldn't handle it, and grandmother pulled me aside. Elizabeth of course had to have known something was really wrong, because I never cry.

"There there."

"Not there there. You'll reject me if you knew."

"Know?" She frowned. "You mean know about what happened to you?"

I started to cry harder, as I hadn't wanted anyone to know. That fear of getting rejected, because that was what my parents would have done racked my body. "But it's all my fault."

"Nonsence!"

"I mouthed off the copper."

"Sweetheart, it's not your fault those two men accosted you. I'm surprised you haven't blocked everything out."

"Two?"

"Well, one had to…" The woman paused, nearly crying herself, but she's made of stern stuff. "One of them had to use that spell. They made you do some really bad things, but you're not a bad person. They're bad people. So you come and let granny hug you, and make everything better. I won't let those bad men touch you. Papa and I will make sure they live out the rest of their lives in Azkaban, and never, ever touch you again."

Now, I trust my grandmother, but I couldn't help but have this feeling of dread, that even though fate had granted us second lives, that it wasn't going to give us these lives without a cost. A big cost. I didn't know how right I was.