PARVATI, YOU DITZ!
Hi there. Padma here. You've heard of me, right? Twin sister
of ditsy Parvati. Being Parvati's sister is no joke! Wanna know why?
Well, last week Dean Thomas asked me out. He thought I
was Parv! I dunno why people are always mistaking me for Parvati, she
never gets mistaken for me. And when you're the easygoing, 'good' twin
this can lead to certain, um, complications.
Dean walked up to me and said, "Hey there. Wanna go for
Butterbeers next week?" I was suprised and a little flattered, so I
said yes. He went, "Okay. See you then, Parvati."
PARVATI?
Well, I had to chase after him and tell him I wasn't her.
He was so embarrassed! But I told him that I was sure Parv would love
to go with him, but maybe he should ask her in Transfiguration or
something, as Ravenclaws aren't in that class, so there was no way
he could mix us up.
Then, as I was on my way to Arithmanthy, Snape appears and
says, "Miss Patil, you will serve your detention at six thirty tonight.
Please be prompt."
I was a bit weirded out, as I never get detentions. "But
Professor," I said, confused. "What did I do?"
"Don't act smart, Parvati. Just be there."
PARVATI?
I told him I wasn't her, but he didn't believe me. Then I spot
Parv, moving off to Herbology with her friend Lavender. I dart after
her, pull her over to Snape and say, "Tell him, Parv. Tell him
I'm not you and YOU'RE the one who's got that detention tonight!"
Parvati blinks a bit (she's always slow on the uptake) and
laughs and says, "Parvati, you kidder! She's always joking around,
aren't you, Parv? 'Scuse me, Professor, I've got to go to, er,
Arithmanthy."
PARVATI?
I'm fuming. Stupid sister! I storm off after my Arithmanthy
class. Damn her, I think. I wasn't about to serve her stupid detention just
so she and Lavender could do each other's nails.
I walked into lunch with my friends and Lavender comes over
to me. "Parvati, how COULD you?" she shrieks, sobbing.
PARVATI?
I felt my face burning. "How could I what?" I ask.
"Oh, like you don't know!" yells Lavender. "You tart, I KNOW
you took my pink lipstick, don't deny it!"
She sprinted away and everyone stared at me. Good Lord,
I could've KILLED Parv at that moment! I stomped over to the Ravenclaw
table. My best friend, Mandy Brocklehurst, said, "Hi, Padma." When I
didn't answer straight away, she said suspiciously, "You ARE Padma,
aren't you?"
"Yes," I said between my teeth.
So I decided to confront Parv. But remember, I'm s'posed to be
the 'good' twin. I'm nice. I didn't want to embarrass her. I laid in
wait in the girl's toilets and when she walked in to do her hair...
"Padma!" she gasped, then she giggled. "Oh, you idiot,
you scared me out of my skin."
"That's probably all that will be left of you when I get
through with you!" I raged. "What was that all about, Parv? I got
yelled at by Lavender, asked out by Dean AND Snape gave me detention!"
"Oh, silly," she smiled. "Don't be so dumb. One little
detention won't kill you. Everyone needs a blot on their record."
"BUT IT'S YOUR DAMN DETENTION, YOU EVIL LITTLE DITZ!" I
spat. That cutesy act wasn't fooling me. "BESIDES, YOUR GIRLY BEST
FRIEND SEEMS TO THINK YOU TOOK HER LIPSTICK, OR SOMETHING?"
"Well, I only borrowed it!" she said defensively.
"What about Dean, then?" I demanded.
"He- wait a minute. He asked you out? BOYFRIEND STEALER!" she
squealed. She swanned away, bawling.
I looked hopelessly after her. You just can't win, not
with Parvati. But hey, I thought, grinning suddenly. Who says I'VE
always got to be the one in trouble?
I began to plot what I'd say to Dean when I'd tell him to
rack off and never ask me out again. Whoops, my mistake. I began
plotting what 'Parvati' would say to Dean when she'd tell him to rack
off and never ask HER out again...
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A Note From The Author
For all you dim people out there, Padma's going to give ol'
Parvati a taste of her own medicine. If I get good reviews, I'll
write a continuation. If you have a bad review, please try not to
diss this fic too much. I am very sensetive and besides, I've only been
a fanfic author for a couple of days. Check ya!*
*My way of saying goodbye