Disclaimer: We already know this, right? Do I have to keep typing it out? All characters are from the brilliant mind of J.K. Rowling except for Simone, Arissa, and Professor Lynch.
To all my reviewers: You like me! You really like me! Or should that be "You like my story!"? Ah, well, it doesn't matter! I hope this chapter will live up to your expectations!
(A/N)- Professor Lynch is NOT the Irish Quidditch player from Goblet of Fire!
Chapter Five- My Little Gryffindors
Simone
Life didn't change much after Lucius arrived at our house two weeks ago. We were too busy getting everything ready for school.
I honestly can't believe it! After so many years, Arissa and I are finally going to Hogwarts! We know the teachers haven't changed much since Mum and Dad were there. Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, Sprout, and Snape are still there as far as we know. The only new teacher we've heard of was for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Lynch.
Anyway, it's our last night at home. Mum was getting teary-eyed at the dinner table, saying that her babies were growing up too fast, while Dad said nothing. I'm not sure why, though.
After dinner, Arissa and I went into my room to pack. Six robes, two wands (12 in. mahogany and unicorn hair for Arissa; 10 ½ in. willow and dragon heartstring for me), two pairs of dragon hide gloves, normal Muggle clothes, and two sets of books to take to school, plus our snowy owls, Bianca (mine) and Mercury (Arissa's).
"Hey, uh, Simone? Do you really think we'll be Sorted into Gryffindor?"
I stared at my sister, my expression blank. "Of course we will! You've shown more bravery in the past two weeks than I've shown in my entire lifetime!"
"Don't say that! You laughed in Lucius' face! Remember?"
The truth was, I did forget! We were so shocked at Arissa's outburst that everyone forgot that I laughed in his face. I'm not bitter, though.
"I forgot about that! I'm sorry!"
She smiled. "Don't be! Remember, we're the daughters of a Gryffindor!"
"And a Slytherin!" I retorted.
She sighed. "I keep forgetting that Dad was in Slytherin," she said softly.
"Aw, come on, Riss! Don't dwell on the past! Especially Dad's past! He's changed, remember?"
She nodded. "Of course I do! It's hard to imagine Dad being a Slytherin."
I smiled. "Just think, Arissa, you'll be the first Malfoy not in Slytherin!"
"Me? Why me?"
"Alphabetical order, remember?"
I swear my sister is becoming a mental case. She's never acted like this!
A knock came at my door. "Girls? Can we come in?"
"Yep!" I exclaimed. Arissa turned away.
Mum and Dad came into the room. "Are you all packed?" Dad asked.
"Yep, right down to our wands," Arissa said.
"That's good," Mum said, wiping tears from her eyes. "Come here."
We came into her outstretched arms so she could hug us. "I'm really going to miss you."
"Aw, Hermione! They'll be fine! They're Malfoys! They can handle anything that's thrown at them." He gave us a look. "Right, girls?"
I recognized that look. It meant "Agree with me or else."
I swallowed. "Right, Dad. We can handle anything."
Mum let us go and looked at my alarm clock; 10:30. "You two better get to bed," she said. "You have a big day ahead of you."
She hugged us one last time and left.
"You'll send us an owl after you've been Sorted, right?" Dad asked.
"We will. We promise!" we exclaimed in unison.
He pulled us together for another hug and kissed us on the forehead. "My Gryffindors," he murmured. "My little Gryffindors."
(A/N) Ok, so this one was a little boring, but this chapter was hard to write! Bloody writer's block. You know the drill- review!
