A/N: ok here's chapter 2. sorry it took me so long to post. i had exams and
tons of homework. plus, i had a slight writer's block...as always. ok well
here it is. i think it kinda boring but dont worry. i'll make chapter 3 a
bit more interesting. hehe
Disclaimer: i dont own Harry Potter or anything related to it, i kust own Colette Lawrence and Chistian Mancus
It was tuesday afternoon and some 6th year gryffindors were walking along the corridor towards the muggle studies classroom. With a few Ravenclaws including Cho Chang behind him, Harry assured Ron and Hermione that he was over Cho by staring at Colette constantly. Hermione had asked him a question and was waiting for him to answer.
"Is it that hard for you to process?" she asked, irritated.
Nothing
"Harry Potter!"
"Sorry? Were you saying something?" Harry said said as if nothing happened.
"Ugh! I asked you if you studied for the quiz!"she almost yelled.
"Hermione! Its only 5 items! Who studies for that?" he said, still looking at Colette.
"What quiz???" Ron asked.
"Forget it Ron. Its not that important." Harry said and shifted all of his attention back to his new fellow Gryffindor.
They all entered the classroom, took the quiz and listened to the lecture. Surprisingly, Colette turned out to be a wiz when it came to muggle studies. By the end of the class, she had even outnumbered Hermione's excellently answered questions.
"I can't believe this, I mean, who does she think she is! Just what I need, competition with class. This is not my day." Hermione said to herself as she was trying to do the easy task of putting her book into her bag but she was too impatient to set her other Numerous books aside and make room for her Muggle Studies book. Instead, she was continuously hitting her book to her other things until Harry leaned over and and slipped the book in for her. Then he asked, inches from her face,
"Are you alright?"
"She's just a little shook up from class, right?" Ron said helpfully.
"Excactly." she said relieved.
"Colette! Everyone is staring! You're turning heads!" Lavender squeaked.
"Don't you care?" Parvati said. She didn't understand how their new friend could ignore all of the drooling and silence.
The Muggle studies students were passing through the Potions corridor when Snape dismissed his class, ten minutes late. Then, Christian Mancus emerged with Dean and Seamus. Behind him a certain Draco Malfoy appeared. Then, it suddenly seemed as if time had stopped. For all eyes had turned to Draco and Christian. For almost 30 seconds the same thought passed through everyone's minds: THEY COULD BE TWINS. Christian had the excact same hairdo as Draco, similar features and the same voice, except that Draco's a little touch of malice (of course). The only obvious differences were their eyes, Christian's were a nice green with a tinge of amber in the center; and their smile, sweet VS. somewhat devilish.
"I guess it runs in the family." Lavender said.
"What do you mean?" Colette asked.
"Well, you and Christian are are being swooned over by the entire school!" Parvati interrupted.
"Look, can we go? I'm staring to feel a bit sick. There are these 2nd year boys staring at me as if I was some sort of...goddess or something. I wonder what they're doing here anyway." Colette said and ushered her friends toward the gryffindor dormitories.
"So what was it like living in France?" Parvati asked.
Dear Diary, Parvati and Lavender are asking me what my life was like a few weeks ago. Well, I can tell you one thing: It has changed SO much. Hogwarts is so different from Beauxbatons. I'm still trying to cope with all of the inter- house tension. And plus, I"m not used to staying in a boarding school, an English one for that matter. Back in France, Christian's dad made some sort of arrangement for me to keep coming home after school instead of staying in the dors like everyone else. I never really understood why. Neither did Christian. Both of us missed out on millions of things going on in school because we were never really there. Every night we would get an owl each telling us about the announcements made. It was really unfair. Anyway, on with the recap of the day. Where was I? Oh yes, Hogwarts. There are too many rules to follow. I remember back at Beauxbatons, my friends would think of me as a goody-goody who never wanted to break any rules but here, Lavender thinks I'm a rebel because I keep going against what the teachers say. I don't get it. I didn't think Hogwarts would be so different. But yet, I'm honored to be going to such a legenday school, even if its only for 2 more years. COLETTE
The three girls were about to spend the remaining hour before lunch gossiping. Though it was already Colette's second week at Hogwarts, her two new friends still had so many questions. They were the usual, "What are the boys like at Beauxbatons?" and "Does Christian have a girlfriend?" etcetera. Colette didn't mind of course, her friends in France were similar, sadly. She wished that for one day, no one would stare at her and give her so much attention as if she was a veela. Because she wasn't. Not at all.
Colette sat on her four-poster with the curtains drawn as she was writing in her diary while being interrogated like some sort of criminal. She would still answer her friend's qustions but not with much enthusiasm. When lunch was two minutes away, most of the gryffindors headed to the Great Hall. Christian, Dean and Seamus, along wiht Neville bumped into the three girls as they turned toward the common room. Colette and her step- brother started to talk about their classes, the rest of their first day (which they had spent apart), and everything else that had been going on. As they chatted, Lavender and Parvati approached the other boys. Colette looked back at them as they stepped through the portrait hole and into the hall which was full of echoing voices. The two girls were talking in different ways than usual and kept batting their eyelashes. Colette didn't understand what kind of thing they were trying to do but didn't bother to analyze it and stepped into the noisy Great Hall with Christian holding the door open for her. She and Christian didn't really pay attention to the fact that they weren't blood related. They were rather very close and shared a lot with eachother.
"Did you get the letter from mom and this morning?" Christian asked as they sat down at the gryffindor table.
"Uhuh. So what do you think dad was talking about? He said in mine: 'I hope your brother is being friendly.'"Colette asked, very confused. After all, Christian was one of the friendliest people on the planet. Surely many people could see that, more so for his father.
"I have no idea. He said something even more peculiar in mine. He kept asking abput Harry Potter and 'what kind of students' they have here at here at Hogwarts. How am I supposed to answer that?" Christian said.
"I don't know. I bet dad asked you not to tell me about it though. He said that in mine. It was even underlined twice. But I'll let you read mine after dinner. You know how dad is, he blows up if you don't reply within 48 hours." Colette said as she sliced up her piece of turkey.
"Sure. But we have to go to the common room. We can't go into eachother's dorms!" he replied.
See that was another thing about Colette and Christian's relationship that was very different from others. Back in their French home, they hung out in eachother's rooms all the time. So sometimes, Christian would barge into the 6th year girls' dorms and instead of hearing 'Good morning, Christian' he would hear 'Ahh! Boy! Get out!' then be thrown at with lipgloss and fuzzy slippers. Colette usually had to be pushed out of the room so that Christian would leave the other girls alone. Both of them were completely baffled by the girls' reactions but would just start to talk after about ten seconds of rubbing the spots where they had been hit or shoved.
"Harry! Anybody in there?" Ron said as Ron was knocking in Harry's head.
"Aw! What was that for?" Harry said rubbing the back of his head.
"You see Hremione, pain is the onlly thing that can get his attention off her! Might as well just give up talking to the poor boy." Ron said to a very frustrated Hermione.
"You're right...unfortunately." Hermione replied as Ron started picking off Harry's plate.
"See look, he doesn't even mind!" Ron whispered to Hermione.
"I do mind. I'm just full." Harry said without moving his gaze to Ron.
"I can't take this. I'm going to" Hermione said but was interrupted by the two boys.
"TO THE LIBRARY!" Ron and Harry said in unison and raised up their arms.
"Oh now you're concious that the world is passing you by! Well too late Harry. I have studying to do." Hermione said and walked away with her chin up.
"Five years, Ron. She hasn't changed." Harry said with a smile.
"Whuh d'you shay Hrrry?" Ron said with his mouth full.
"Nothing Ron."
"So are you going to ask her or do I have to wait until we're old and retired." Ron said after swallowing his mouthful.
"Ask who what?" Harry asked innocently.
"Oh you know, if she wants to go to Hogsmeade with us this Saturday." Ron replied.
"Oh that, Well I dunno, Ron." Harry replied, eyes downcast.
"Go on Harry! Just ask her! Make it look like half date, half hanging-out, ok?" Ron said totally excited.
"How am I to do that?" Harry said, bewildered. "I mean, she's probably going with Christian Mancus or something."
"So?! Harry, he's her step-brother! You can tell her that he can come as well. So it's not too obvious that you have well..." Ron said with a look that could make anyone nervous.
"Have what? Ron..." Harry asked, dreading Ron's answer.
"Well...FEELINGS for her!" Ron said with a laugh.
"Ron! Would you stop it! You're making a scene!" Harry said as a few gryffindors started to look at what the red-head what making such a fuss about.
"Oh great, She's looking over here!" Harry said and tried to hide his face.
The next few minutes of their conversation were what you would call...odd. Ron was telling Harry what to say to Colette without letting him interrupt his train of thought. Finally, Harry had worked up the courage to stand up and walk towards Colette. But that's as far The Brave Harry Potter's courage got him. Instead of greeting her, he just stood there, silent, like a deer in the middle of the road, staring through the headlights of an approaching car, frozen in fear. Then, the car spoke.
"Hello, uh...Harry. Colette said with a smile. Her part-French, part- English accent was music to Harry's ears. Her voice blew him away. He stopped breathing for about 20 seconds. The car had hit the deer. Hard.
"Are you alright? You seem a bit, pale." Colette asked, concerned.
"Colette! Hi!" Harry said, air filling his lungs.
"Hi. So, how's everything going?" Colette said slightly surprised by his sudden change of mood.
"W-w-well as y-you know, th-there's going to be a-a trip to Ho-Hogsmeade thisss S-Sat-tur-d-day." It took Harry approximately 9 seconds to get all of that out. But that was just the easy part.
"Yes, I know. I'm looknig forward to it." Colette replied. In a way, she already knew what Harry was going to say. But instead of being her usual NICE self, she decided to play with him for a bit. So she acted innocent and unknowing, one thing that she was tremendously good at, except when it came to Christian. He was the only one who could see throught her like glass.
"So..." she started.
"Well, I'm going with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, and I was wondering if you wanted to come with us." This time, Harry said that in a whopping 3 seconds.
"Sure Harry. But is it alright if my brother Christian comes along?" Colette said with eyes that could melt a guy.
"O-o-o-of course." Harry said with an uneasy smile and waved at Christian.
"Alright then. See you Saturday!" Colette said with a radiant smile.
"O-ok." Harry said with a twitchy smile and started to mumble with joy saying, "She said yes." over and over as he walked back towards Ron.
Disclaimer: i dont own Harry Potter or anything related to it, i kust own Colette Lawrence and Chistian Mancus
It was tuesday afternoon and some 6th year gryffindors were walking along the corridor towards the muggle studies classroom. With a few Ravenclaws including Cho Chang behind him, Harry assured Ron and Hermione that he was over Cho by staring at Colette constantly. Hermione had asked him a question and was waiting for him to answer.
"Is it that hard for you to process?" she asked, irritated.
Nothing
"Harry Potter!"
"Sorry? Were you saying something?" Harry said said as if nothing happened.
"Ugh! I asked you if you studied for the quiz!"she almost yelled.
"Hermione! Its only 5 items! Who studies for that?" he said, still looking at Colette.
"What quiz???" Ron asked.
"Forget it Ron. Its not that important." Harry said and shifted all of his attention back to his new fellow Gryffindor.
They all entered the classroom, took the quiz and listened to the lecture. Surprisingly, Colette turned out to be a wiz when it came to muggle studies. By the end of the class, she had even outnumbered Hermione's excellently answered questions.
"I can't believe this, I mean, who does she think she is! Just what I need, competition with class. This is not my day." Hermione said to herself as she was trying to do the easy task of putting her book into her bag but she was too impatient to set her other Numerous books aside and make room for her Muggle Studies book. Instead, she was continuously hitting her book to her other things until Harry leaned over and and slipped the book in for her. Then he asked, inches from her face,
"Are you alright?"
"She's just a little shook up from class, right?" Ron said helpfully.
"Excactly." she said relieved.
"Colette! Everyone is staring! You're turning heads!" Lavender squeaked.
"Don't you care?" Parvati said. She didn't understand how their new friend could ignore all of the drooling and silence.
The Muggle studies students were passing through the Potions corridor when Snape dismissed his class, ten minutes late. Then, Christian Mancus emerged with Dean and Seamus. Behind him a certain Draco Malfoy appeared. Then, it suddenly seemed as if time had stopped. For all eyes had turned to Draco and Christian. For almost 30 seconds the same thought passed through everyone's minds: THEY COULD BE TWINS. Christian had the excact same hairdo as Draco, similar features and the same voice, except that Draco's a little touch of malice (of course). The only obvious differences were their eyes, Christian's were a nice green with a tinge of amber in the center; and their smile, sweet VS. somewhat devilish.
"I guess it runs in the family." Lavender said.
"What do you mean?" Colette asked.
"Well, you and Christian are are being swooned over by the entire school!" Parvati interrupted.
"Look, can we go? I'm staring to feel a bit sick. There are these 2nd year boys staring at me as if I was some sort of...goddess or something. I wonder what they're doing here anyway." Colette said and ushered her friends toward the gryffindor dormitories.
"So what was it like living in France?" Parvati asked.
Dear Diary, Parvati and Lavender are asking me what my life was like a few weeks ago. Well, I can tell you one thing: It has changed SO much. Hogwarts is so different from Beauxbatons. I'm still trying to cope with all of the inter- house tension. And plus, I"m not used to staying in a boarding school, an English one for that matter. Back in France, Christian's dad made some sort of arrangement for me to keep coming home after school instead of staying in the dors like everyone else. I never really understood why. Neither did Christian. Both of us missed out on millions of things going on in school because we were never really there. Every night we would get an owl each telling us about the announcements made. It was really unfair. Anyway, on with the recap of the day. Where was I? Oh yes, Hogwarts. There are too many rules to follow. I remember back at Beauxbatons, my friends would think of me as a goody-goody who never wanted to break any rules but here, Lavender thinks I'm a rebel because I keep going against what the teachers say. I don't get it. I didn't think Hogwarts would be so different. But yet, I'm honored to be going to such a legenday school, even if its only for 2 more years. COLETTE
The three girls were about to spend the remaining hour before lunch gossiping. Though it was already Colette's second week at Hogwarts, her two new friends still had so many questions. They were the usual, "What are the boys like at Beauxbatons?" and "Does Christian have a girlfriend?" etcetera. Colette didn't mind of course, her friends in France were similar, sadly. She wished that for one day, no one would stare at her and give her so much attention as if she was a veela. Because she wasn't. Not at all.
Colette sat on her four-poster with the curtains drawn as she was writing in her diary while being interrogated like some sort of criminal. She would still answer her friend's qustions but not with much enthusiasm. When lunch was two minutes away, most of the gryffindors headed to the Great Hall. Christian, Dean and Seamus, along wiht Neville bumped into the three girls as they turned toward the common room. Colette and her step- brother started to talk about their classes, the rest of their first day (which they had spent apart), and everything else that had been going on. As they chatted, Lavender and Parvati approached the other boys. Colette looked back at them as they stepped through the portrait hole and into the hall which was full of echoing voices. The two girls were talking in different ways than usual and kept batting their eyelashes. Colette didn't understand what kind of thing they were trying to do but didn't bother to analyze it and stepped into the noisy Great Hall with Christian holding the door open for her. She and Christian didn't really pay attention to the fact that they weren't blood related. They were rather very close and shared a lot with eachother.
"Did you get the letter from mom and this morning?" Christian asked as they sat down at the gryffindor table.
"Uhuh. So what do you think dad was talking about? He said in mine: 'I hope your brother is being friendly.'"Colette asked, very confused. After all, Christian was one of the friendliest people on the planet. Surely many people could see that, more so for his father.
"I have no idea. He said something even more peculiar in mine. He kept asking abput Harry Potter and 'what kind of students' they have here at here at Hogwarts. How am I supposed to answer that?" Christian said.
"I don't know. I bet dad asked you not to tell me about it though. He said that in mine. It was even underlined twice. But I'll let you read mine after dinner. You know how dad is, he blows up if you don't reply within 48 hours." Colette said as she sliced up her piece of turkey.
"Sure. But we have to go to the common room. We can't go into eachother's dorms!" he replied.
See that was another thing about Colette and Christian's relationship that was very different from others. Back in their French home, they hung out in eachother's rooms all the time. So sometimes, Christian would barge into the 6th year girls' dorms and instead of hearing 'Good morning, Christian' he would hear 'Ahh! Boy! Get out!' then be thrown at with lipgloss and fuzzy slippers. Colette usually had to be pushed out of the room so that Christian would leave the other girls alone. Both of them were completely baffled by the girls' reactions but would just start to talk after about ten seconds of rubbing the spots where they had been hit or shoved.
"Harry! Anybody in there?" Ron said as Ron was knocking in Harry's head.
"Aw! What was that for?" Harry said rubbing the back of his head.
"You see Hremione, pain is the onlly thing that can get his attention off her! Might as well just give up talking to the poor boy." Ron said to a very frustrated Hermione.
"You're right...unfortunately." Hermione replied as Ron started picking off Harry's plate.
"See look, he doesn't even mind!" Ron whispered to Hermione.
"I do mind. I'm just full." Harry said without moving his gaze to Ron.
"I can't take this. I'm going to" Hermione said but was interrupted by the two boys.
"TO THE LIBRARY!" Ron and Harry said in unison and raised up their arms.
"Oh now you're concious that the world is passing you by! Well too late Harry. I have studying to do." Hermione said and walked away with her chin up.
"Five years, Ron. She hasn't changed." Harry said with a smile.
"Whuh d'you shay Hrrry?" Ron said with his mouth full.
"Nothing Ron."
"So are you going to ask her or do I have to wait until we're old and retired." Ron said after swallowing his mouthful.
"Ask who what?" Harry asked innocently.
"Oh you know, if she wants to go to Hogsmeade with us this Saturday." Ron replied.
"Oh that, Well I dunno, Ron." Harry replied, eyes downcast.
"Go on Harry! Just ask her! Make it look like half date, half hanging-out, ok?" Ron said totally excited.
"How am I to do that?" Harry said, bewildered. "I mean, she's probably going with Christian Mancus or something."
"So?! Harry, he's her step-brother! You can tell her that he can come as well. So it's not too obvious that you have well..." Ron said with a look that could make anyone nervous.
"Have what? Ron..." Harry asked, dreading Ron's answer.
"Well...FEELINGS for her!" Ron said with a laugh.
"Ron! Would you stop it! You're making a scene!" Harry said as a few gryffindors started to look at what the red-head what making such a fuss about.
"Oh great, She's looking over here!" Harry said and tried to hide his face.
The next few minutes of their conversation were what you would call...odd. Ron was telling Harry what to say to Colette without letting him interrupt his train of thought. Finally, Harry had worked up the courage to stand up and walk towards Colette. But that's as far The Brave Harry Potter's courage got him. Instead of greeting her, he just stood there, silent, like a deer in the middle of the road, staring through the headlights of an approaching car, frozen in fear. Then, the car spoke.
"Hello, uh...Harry. Colette said with a smile. Her part-French, part- English accent was music to Harry's ears. Her voice blew him away. He stopped breathing for about 20 seconds. The car had hit the deer. Hard.
"Are you alright? You seem a bit, pale." Colette asked, concerned.
"Colette! Hi!" Harry said, air filling his lungs.
"Hi. So, how's everything going?" Colette said slightly surprised by his sudden change of mood.
"W-w-well as y-you know, th-there's going to be a-a trip to Ho-Hogsmeade thisss S-Sat-tur-d-day." It took Harry approximately 9 seconds to get all of that out. But that was just the easy part.
"Yes, I know. I'm looknig forward to it." Colette replied. In a way, she already knew what Harry was going to say. But instead of being her usual NICE self, she decided to play with him for a bit. So she acted innocent and unknowing, one thing that she was tremendously good at, except when it came to Christian. He was the only one who could see throught her like glass.
"So..." she started.
"Well, I'm going with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, and I was wondering if you wanted to come with us." This time, Harry said that in a whopping 3 seconds.
"Sure Harry. But is it alright if my brother Christian comes along?" Colette said with eyes that could melt a guy.
"O-o-o-of course." Harry said with an uneasy smile and waved at Christian.
"Alright then. See you Saturday!" Colette said with a radiant smile.
"O-ok." Harry said with a twitchy smile and started to mumble with joy saying, "She said yes." over and over as he walked back towards Ron.