Narcissa Black apparated in front of the door of flat number twenty. She knocked on the door and brushed a stray piece of blonde hair away from her blue eyes. She was wearing plain black robes and carried a basket.
The door opened and a tired-looking John Hunter appeared. "Narcissa?" he asked, shocked to see his ex-girlfriend. His blue eyes were curious and slightly worried.
"We need to talk," she said, walking into his flat.
John shook his head as he said, "By all means, come in."
"I'm getting married," Narcissa said, setting the basket on a small table.
"I don't understand," John said. "What does that have to do with me?"
"Look in the basket, John."
John raised an eyebrow but complied and looked inside the basket. Inside were two babies. They both had platinum blonde hair and bright curious blue eyes. He stared at them for a moment before asking, "I still don't understand, Narcissa."
"These children are yours. They were born yesterday."
John's head shot up as he stared into Narcissa's eyes. "You can't be serious."
"Would I really take the time to come here for a jest?" Narcissa asked, her perfect eyebrows raised.
"Apparently not."
Narcissa rolled her eyes. "You can have them. Mother would disown me if she ever found out. I haven't named them yet, either," she added.
John shook his head. "You're allowing me to have full custody of our daughters?"
Narcissa nodded her head as she walked toward the door. She opened it but before she left, she said, "John, take good care of them." Then she was gone.
John looked down at his daughters. They both looked up at him with crooked smiles and happy eyes.
-o-O-o-
Fourteen Years Later
Sierra and Sage crossed their arms, eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, we're leaving?" Sage questioned softly.
Their dad cringed. He knew they would take it hard, but he didn't expect them to be angry. "I applied for a job as an Auror at the Ministry of Magic and I got the job. You two are going to be transferring to Hogwarts."
"But Hogwarts sucks!" Sierra cried, her arms swinging out and almost hitting her sister.
Sage sent Sierra an annoyed stare before turning to her father. "And we have friends at Ilvermorny!"
"We won't be able to understand their accents!"
John looked back and forth between both girls before sending them a look that made them quiet. "Listen, girls, I know you're mad. But this is going to be good for us. We won't have to live in this small apartment anymore. I've already bought a house outside a tiny village. I checked and there are magical families around there. You'll survive."
"What about Danny?" Sierra murmured, looking at the promise ring she wore on her finger. The small oval-shaped emerald glistened in the light.
"What about our reputation?" Sage said, rolling her eyes. "We're the best pranksters and everyone wants to be our friend!"
"Sage, there's more to life than reputation. Yes, you are popular, but you girls are also very smart and ambitious. Hogwarts, I believe, will be better for you." John turned to Sierra. Since the beginning of her third year at Ilvermorny, she had been dating Danny Miller. He knew they cared about each other very much. And he approved of Danny, the older boy was very respectful. "If he wants to visit, I have no qualms with that."
Sierra and Sage nodded. They realized complaining was not going to change anything. They were moving to Britain.