Their arrival to Hogwarts was a quick one filled with endless games of
Exploding Snap and the swapping of Hogwarts myths and legends. The twins,
Frida and Leslie Longbottom both got seasick. It was quite disgusting and
both were teased unmercifully by Joel Potter. They were about two hours
into the journey when Heather, a prefect, entered Billie's car along with
Pillar Black, her best friend.
"We're almost there, girls. Get dressed." Billie had not bought any robes or anything yet so she borrowed one of Molly's robes because they were the same size. The girls slipped into their crisp, dark robes easily. They washed up and were ready to enter Hogwarts. The train stopped abruptly. Marcella let out a short scream that left Molly and Billie laughing hysterically. "'Cella, you scream so funny! It's like 'Argh!'" Billie collapsed with laughter again. Marcella stood with her hands on her hips, looking extremely frustrated. "I don't find it funny at all!" She sat down, her arms folded and opened up a book. Molly imitated her. Suddenly, a pretty girl entered their car. "Bonjour!" she cried. "Ma cousine, Billie! Ma cherie! Je ne vois pas toujours!" Billie muttered under her breath with an angry look on her face. The girl rushed forward, kissing her on both cheeks. "Oh.Solange. Haven't seen you for awhile either." Molly and Marcella looked up, amazed that Billie knew the enchanting girl. "Guys, this is my cousin, Solange." Solange smoothed her long, silky, strawberry blonde hair and batted the eyelashes on her wide, green eyes. "Solange Weasley meet Molly and Marcella.err.what's your last name?" "Thomas." They responded. "Molly and Marcella Thomas, meet my cousin Solange Weasley." "Your fazerr is Dean Thomas?" Solange said in a barely audible whisper. Both girls nodded and blushed. "Dean Thomas eez my favoreet sing-air ev-air! Can you get me his auto..auto.signature?" "Oh! I must go, I have to get drezzed! See you girlz at Hogwairts!" Billie folded her arms. Molly and Marcella had a lot of explaining to do.
Meanwhile, Caroline and Genevieve were gathering up their things when a demure-looking, raven-haired girl entered their car. "Excuse me," she whispered. "I lost my cat, Whiskers. He's yellow and I really need him 'cause we're about to leave." Caroline and Genevieve shook their heads. "I'm Genevieve Chang and this is Caroline Granger. What's your name?" Genevieve offered. The girl grinned, her thick brows un-tensed. "I'm Bella Manzana. Nice to meet you!" A very athletic-looking girl with extremely light blonde hair, a deep tan, and freckles dotting her face strode in just then, holding an extremely large, yellow cat with clear, clear, clear grey eyes. "Are you looking for him?" Bella's face broke into a humongous smile. "Whiskers! Where have you been? Oh! I missed you so much!" The other girl wiped her hands on her robes before extending one. "Gretchen Larsen! Nice to meetcha!" Genevieve and Caroline introduced themselves. They all sat down on the benches and each told a little about themselves. "I'm Bella Manzana. I lived in Madrid until about a year ago when we moved here. I've got six little sisters: Isabel, Sandra, Cristina, Maria, Josefina, Olga, and Lucia. My father owns Gladrags Wizard Wear and. I love animals. I've also got three frogs, a unicorn, and a magic-ed cat." Gretchen grinned. "I'm Gretchen Larsen. I live in Hogsmeade with my mum and little brother, Hans. I haven't got pets and I play quidditch and tons o' Muggle sports."
Suddenly a large whistle sounded. "Come on guys, we're here!" It was a dark, dark night when they arrived. The only light came from the large, perfectly circular, yellow moon. "Oooh! Freaky!" Billie shivered and grabbed Molly's arm. Caroline and Genevieve held on to each other as they entered the boat. It began to rain; extremely soft, weightless drops that felt like tiny squares of velvet. They couldn't see anything but the soft light on each other. All of a sudden, a collective gasp was heard. Magnificent, dark Hogwarts; set against the yellow moon looked beautiful and haunting. A tall woman with straight brown hair pulled back from her face and starched, no-nonsense robes met them at the door. "Welcome to Hogwarts." She said in a serious, lilting tone. The doors magically opened and everyone saw a large, handsome, wooden, circular room with a gazillion doors and stairways leading every which way. "I am Professor McGonagall, head of the Gryffindor house. This way please, " she led them to humongous, steel, ornately carved double doors. The doors opened and the first years found around 4000 students all facing them and staring at them solemnly. A tattered hat sat on a stool next to a gilded throne. The hat began to sing: "This is Hogwarts, Hoggy-Hoggy Hogwarts! We hope you enjoy your time here! Before you start You must hear This song, not sweet and not tart So after you can sit down with a Butterbeer. 'Tis Gryffindor where the brave dwell With hearts pure And secrets they will never tell Of course there's Hufflepuff Where sweetness lives And loyalty lies R.I.P. Diggory You will always be a hero in our eyes. Next, there's Slytherin Where ambition is great And they already know their fate Last there is Ravenclaw Where beauty and brains combine And even without Hogwarts They'll be just fine. Now, I'll sort the rest The personalities will range from bad to best! Middle name, first, then last. "Aabilinia, Genevieve Chang."
Genevieve stood up and shakily walked towards the Sorting Hat. After little time, the Sorting Hat shouted, "Ravenclaw!" A group of good-looking students cheered loudly as Genevieve blushed and walked over. "Next! Aaron, Joel Potter." The hat was barely on his head before it shouted, "Gryffindor!" Considering there were 667 first-years and 'Rose' was near the end, both Genevieve and Caroline fell asleep. Finally, the hat called, "Rose-" Both hearing their middle names, they woke up, startled and ran to the front. The whole room gasped.
"So, I fell asleep. Sorry, sorry, but I don't see why you all have to-" Billie's breath was caught short as she glanced at the person next to her. "Oh my-" Caroline cried. Billie rolled her eyes and totally afraid (as one would be if they discovered their clone standing next to them) began to rattle one. "Why are you guys staring? This-this girl and I are complete opposites. Just 'cause we have the same color hair doesn't mean anything." Caroline looked at Billie. "Are you crazy, we have the same-" Billie shot Caroline a cold look. "You've got skin that obviously needs a little Clearing Charm used on it," Caroline touched her skin self-consciously. "And your ears, maybe Miss Pomfrey should look at them. But, really, you want to know the real difference between us?" Caroline took a deep breath and turned red. "Don't worry. I all ready know. Take your pick, I'm pretty and you're not or I'm intelligent and you're not." Billie's fists clenched. "Girls, girls. This is obviously
"We're almost there, girls. Get dressed." Billie had not bought any robes or anything yet so she borrowed one of Molly's robes because they were the same size. The girls slipped into their crisp, dark robes easily. They washed up and were ready to enter Hogwarts. The train stopped abruptly. Marcella let out a short scream that left Molly and Billie laughing hysterically. "'Cella, you scream so funny! It's like 'Argh!'" Billie collapsed with laughter again. Marcella stood with her hands on her hips, looking extremely frustrated. "I don't find it funny at all!" She sat down, her arms folded and opened up a book. Molly imitated her. Suddenly, a pretty girl entered their car. "Bonjour!" she cried. "Ma cousine, Billie! Ma cherie! Je ne vois pas toujours!" Billie muttered under her breath with an angry look on her face. The girl rushed forward, kissing her on both cheeks. "Oh.Solange. Haven't seen you for awhile either." Molly and Marcella looked up, amazed that Billie knew the enchanting girl. "Guys, this is my cousin, Solange." Solange smoothed her long, silky, strawberry blonde hair and batted the eyelashes on her wide, green eyes. "Solange Weasley meet Molly and Marcella.err.what's your last name?" "Thomas." They responded. "Molly and Marcella Thomas, meet my cousin Solange Weasley." "Your fazerr is Dean Thomas?" Solange said in a barely audible whisper. Both girls nodded and blushed. "Dean Thomas eez my favoreet sing-air ev-air! Can you get me his auto..auto.signature?" "Oh! I must go, I have to get drezzed! See you girlz at Hogwairts!" Billie folded her arms. Molly and Marcella had a lot of explaining to do.
Meanwhile, Caroline and Genevieve were gathering up their things when a demure-looking, raven-haired girl entered their car. "Excuse me," she whispered. "I lost my cat, Whiskers. He's yellow and I really need him 'cause we're about to leave." Caroline and Genevieve shook their heads. "I'm Genevieve Chang and this is Caroline Granger. What's your name?" Genevieve offered. The girl grinned, her thick brows un-tensed. "I'm Bella Manzana. Nice to meet you!" A very athletic-looking girl with extremely light blonde hair, a deep tan, and freckles dotting her face strode in just then, holding an extremely large, yellow cat with clear, clear, clear grey eyes. "Are you looking for him?" Bella's face broke into a humongous smile. "Whiskers! Where have you been? Oh! I missed you so much!" The other girl wiped her hands on her robes before extending one. "Gretchen Larsen! Nice to meetcha!" Genevieve and Caroline introduced themselves. They all sat down on the benches and each told a little about themselves. "I'm Bella Manzana. I lived in Madrid until about a year ago when we moved here. I've got six little sisters: Isabel, Sandra, Cristina, Maria, Josefina, Olga, and Lucia. My father owns Gladrags Wizard Wear and. I love animals. I've also got three frogs, a unicorn, and a magic-ed cat." Gretchen grinned. "I'm Gretchen Larsen. I live in Hogsmeade with my mum and little brother, Hans. I haven't got pets and I play quidditch and tons o' Muggle sports."
Suddenly a large whistle sounded. "Come on guys, we're here!" It was a dark, dark night when they arrived. The only light came from the large, perfectly circular, yellow moon. "Oooh! Freaky!" Billie shivered and grabbed Molly's arm. Caroline and Genevieve held on to each other as they entered the boat. It began to rain; extremely soft, weightless drops that felt like tiny squares of velvet. They couldn't see anything but the soft light on each other. All of a sudden, a collective gasp was heard. Magnificent, dark Hogwarts; set against the yellow moon looked beautiful and haunting. A tall woman with straight brown hair pulled back from her face and starched, no-nonsense robes met them at the door. "Welcome to Hogwarts." She said in a serious, lilting tone. The doors magically opened and everyone saw a large, handsome, wooden, circular room with a gazillion doors and stairways leading every which way. "I am Professor McGonagall, head of the Gryffindor house. This way please, " she led them to humongous, steel, ornately carved double doors. The doors opened and the first years found around 4000 students all facing them and staring at them solemnly. A tattered hat sat on a stool next to a gilded throne. The hat began to sing: "This is Hogwarts, Hoggy-Hoggy Hogwarts! We hope you enjoy your time here! Before you start You must hear This song, not sweet and not tart So after you can sit down with a Butterbeer. 'Tis Gryffindor where the brave dwell With hearts pure And secrets they will never tell Of course there's Hufflepuff Where sweetness lives And loyalty lies R.I.P. Diggory You will always be a hero in our eyes. Next, there's Slytherin Where ambition is great And they already know their fate Last there is Ravenclaw Where beauty and brains combine And even without Hogwarts They'll be just fine. Now, I'll sort the rest The personalities will range from bad to best! Middle name, first, then last. "Aabilinia, Genevieve Chang."
Genevieve stood up and shakily walked towards the Sorting Hat. After little time, the Sorting Hat shouted, "Ravenclaw!" A group of good-looking students cheered loudly as Genevieve blushed and walked over. "Next! Aaron, Joel Potter." The hat was barely on his head before it shouted, "Gryffindor!" Considering there were 667 first-years and 'Rose' was near the end, both Genevieve and Caroline fell asleep. Finally, the hat called, "Rose-" Both hearing their middle names, they woke up, startled and ran to the front. The whole room gasped.
"So, I fell asleep. Sorry, sorry, but I don't see why you all have to-" Billie's breath was caught short as she glanced at the person next to her. "Oh my-" Caroline cried. Billie rolled her eyes and totally afraid (as one would be if they discovered their clone standing next to them) began to rattle one. "Why are you guys staring? This-this girl and I are complete opposites. Just 'cause we have the same color hair doesn't mean anything." Caroline looked at Billie. "Are you crazy, we have the same-" Billie shot Caroline a cold look. "You've got skin that obviously needs a little Clearing Charm used on it," Caroline touched her skin self-consciously. "And your ears, maybe Miss Pomfrey should look at them. But, really, you want to know the real difference between us?" Caroline took a deep breath and turned red. "Don't worry. I all ready know. Take your pick, I'm pretty and you're not or I'm intelligent and you're not." Billie's fists clenched. "Girls, girls. This is obviously