Disclaimer: See chapter 1

DS: I can't beleive I'm doing this again! -_-' . . . Well anyways! on with the story . . . I have nothing to say . .OMG! WRITE IT DOWN! PQ: Shut up! your giving me a head ache!

~*~*~* Chapter 3: The Grandaughters *~*~*~

Dumbledore accepted the hug with a hug of his own, trying to figure out who this girl was hugging him. Then as Cassandra pulled back and looked at him, Dumbledore glanced at her eyes and saw the exact mirror image of his own in a younger body.

"Cassandra?! What are you doing here? And who's your . . . friend?" Dumbledore stated.

"I'm not her friend you Twit . . ." Sara spat as her tiger cub raised his head to look around.

"I'm Kamaria!" Kamaria(Cassie) shouted. Dumbledore nearly took a step back.

"Care to explain?" Albus stated.

"Yeah . . . (*draconia stares at screen* PHOENIX! You made me forget! Next time cook your own corndogs) um, one thing don't call her . . . the "c" name, call her Kamaria . . and I am Sheridon . . . not . .Sara . . ." She spat petting the cubs head, "Kamaria means Like the Moon and mine of course means wild one."

"Sa-Sheridon? Kamaria? My grandaughters? what happened?" Albus said shocked, hugging Kamaria again. Sheridon humphed.

"America Happened . . . and a no robe dress code at our wizard school," Kamaria stated. Sheridon raised from the chair, she put her cub on the floor as she walked. Albus had to glance over both of them.

"How can twins change so much?" Albus asked, not understanding how the two little girls he remembered have changed so much.

"No. Robe. Dress. Code. And Amarica . . ." Kamaria said yet again. Sheridon rolled her eyes.

"And don't forget . . .Be us . . ." Sheridon added with a small "humph" at the end. Albus still questioning them slightly.

"She's the one that goes out ALL night and parties, not studies and fails her classes, I on the other hand I'm Smart, best in class, I plan ahead while she is more . . . Sporatic . . .In MY opinion she takes after grandmother on mum's side of course," Kamaria stated in her normal know-it- all voice.

"She's a prep . . ." Sheridon muttered under her breath.

"At least I'm not a Goth," Kamaria muttered back.

"Prep."

"Goth."

"Prep."

"At least I study and pass."

"Ah-ha! You admit it! Goody two shoes!"

"Bad-Ass"

"And proud of it!"

"You would be"

"Yeah I am . . I have Bad-Ass Written on my forehead . . .Any one can see that, prep."

"Pysically no, Mentally you have 'Dunce' across your forehead."

"No more than you have "Preppy" on yours."

"You have more of ignoramus on your forehead."

"Ignoramus?! What in the hell does that mean?!"

"Basically, it means your stupid."

"Atleast I had Friends, unlike you Preppy goodie goodie . . .Lived your days with your nose in a book! I had fun."

"I am Quite happy with my existence, for your information. Unlike yours that is more well . . . doesn't have a point . . . and I have fun reading."

"Whatever . . . what are we fighting about?" Sheridon asked for the first time a hint of confusion crossed her face.

"I . . . Don't know . . ." Kamaria answered.

"So why ARE we fighting?" Sheridon asked.

"I don't know, and I don't care for it . . ."

"Truce?"

"Sure. There is no point in fighting if you don't know what your fighting for."

"Untrue! I Joined many a good brawls without a reason! but thats another story!"

"And I don't care much to get into it . . . your Ego inflames with each telling." Sheridon gave a small growl at the insult but decided to let it go. Albus patted each of them.

"Wecome back . . . Now . . can you Tell me WHAT you are doing here?" Albus questioned.

"Mum and Dad are moving back, so we came back first to tell you Grandpa," Kamaria stated with a grin.

"Too bad .. I liked america . . . it was fun . . . and I could wear my leather and be my Bad-Ass self . . ." Sheridon gave a long heavily sigh.

"Well its going to have to change alittle, This is England, NOT LA . . . and if you tell anyone that story of growing up on the streets . . .I'll swell your tounge untill you can't talk!" Kamaria spat at her, "Besides I'm sure Grandpa would have something to say on that."

"Oh blah . . ." Sheridon humphed and lifted her cub then opened her mouth to most likely mouth off was cut off.

"We are not going to get into this Sheridon . . .Save it for your Dairy," Kamaria stated. Sheridon humphed and sat in the chair, her leather pants squeaking with the implied pressure.

"Girls, may I get a word?" Both girls were silent backs turned to each other, "Are you two going to Hogwarts if you are moving back?"

"I thought it was Obvious! OF course we are Grandpa! Even bad-ass over there is going," Kamaria stated, Sheridon didn't acknowledge the comment.

"When are your Parents Arriving?" Albus said.

"Two weeks . . . its taking a while to move the stuff from LA to London, so they said that you were suppose to watch us," Kamaria said. Dumbledore didn't mind, but their arguing was going to take some getting use to.

~*~*~*~* TBC ~*~*~*~*~

DS: Okay . . . Ya know what . . . I like Sheridon! ^^ love her attitude . . . anyways

PQ: GIVE ME MY STORY BACK!

DS: NOOO!!

PQ: *rolls DS away from computer and takes it over again* My Story . . . and Personally, Kamaria is my favorite, she's smart and can stand up to that brute of a sister she's got. I like Sheridon . . . but . . . I wouldn't miss her if she suddenly . . . Disappeared

DS: DON'T YOU DARE!

PQ: I'm kidding! And this is enough . . . Lets Go Nia! *drags out with her*