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Chapter One: We're Being Followed

Eleven Years Later- Simone

Sometime in August, my sister and I were going out for ice cream. As we walked out the front door, I had this strange feeling, like we were being followed. I couldn't shake it. Finally, I turned around only to see someone slink away in the nearby bushes.

"Arissa, we're being followed," I said to her.

I noticed her now pale face. "What do you mean we're being followed?" she asked shakily.

I shook my head. "Not here!" I grabbed her by the wrist, leading her to a private place on our land.

"Simone, this is serious! What are we going to do?"

I shook my head sadly. "I don't know. Maybe we should go out later with Mum and Dad."

Arissa nodded, running her fingers through her shoulder length hair. "They won't let anything bad happen to us, right?"

"Of course not! They love us to death!" I sighed heavily. "Come on, Riss, let's go inside."

"Did you see the person?" Arissa whispered.

I nodded. "I only saw a glimpse of him. I think….I think it looked like Dad, only older," I whispered back.

"You don't think…it's our grandfather do you?"

"I hope not, Riss," I said, pulling my long hair back. "I hope not."

We walked back into our house through the back door, scaring our Mum.

"What are you two doing back so early?" she demanded.

"Relax, Mum," Arissa said. "We don't feel like having ice cream right now. Can we wait until Dad comes home?"

"Well yes, of course, but why?"

Arissa and I exchanged "Should we tell her?" looks.

"We just don't want ice cream right now," I said. "That's all."

Surprisingly, she believed us. "Come on, Simone. Let's go to your room," Arissa said.

Once we were in my room, we came apart.

"Simone, I'm scared."

"Don't be. Whoever it is can't hurt us. Dad would have a fit if he anything happened to us."

"But what if that person you saw really was our grandfather?"

"Then Dad can deal with it. We'll be in Hogwarts soon."

"August 31st isn't coming soon enough."

"Don't worry about it, Riss."

A new thought came into my head then, but I was interrupted by a male voice.

"Simone! Arissa! I'm home!"

I smiled at my sister. "Come along, Arissa! Dad's back!"

(A/N) I know, this chapter was boring, but I can't think when I have 3 kids screaming in my ear! Read and review- flames will be used to cook my dinner!