Disclaimer: chap 1(do you get it yet?! I don't own Harry!)

PQ: I'm back and kicked Draconia out of my chair! now I'M writing the story not her, Ideas were mine not feeling well . . .

DS: Whatever . . .

PQ: Shut up . . .you love me and you know it

DS: o.O'''' PQ: Get your mind out of the gutter Draconia! You know I didn't mean it like that! DS: could fooled me . . .

PQ: Shut up get on with the story . . .

DS: I thought YOU were writing it . . .

PQ: I am . . your just typing so get over yourself. DS: I'll try . . .but your ego is hard to get over

PQ: WRITE!And since when do I have an ego, an inferiority complex maybe but ego try again now WRITE!!!!!!!!!!!!

~*~*~* Living Acomidations *~*~*~

The next day, Dumbledore and the Twins made their way to the Head quarters. Today Kamaria was wearing black jeans, ankle boots, silvery blue turtle- neck and her hair was clipped back slightly. Sheridon changed her shirt and threw on her leather jacket and walked in the back. Dumbledore wore his usual attire.

When he arrived at the door and walked in, everyone watched as the two new arrivals. Sheridon had at one point put on her deep black sunglasses she looked like a CIA agent gone bad. While Kamaria, wore silver wire rimmed blue tinted sunglasses which she removed the instand they walked into the room.

"Umm . .Dumbledore, sir . . . Who are they?" Ron asked, looking from his game of Wizard Chess against Ginny.

"My grandchildren, This is Kamaria and the one in black is Sheridon," Albus said in a voice that he prefured Kamaria's attire more than Sheridon's. "They'll be staying here for a while, and having classes with you three."

"Do I smell Coffee?" Sheridon asked as Mr weasely walked out with a mug of the great perker upper.

"If that is Coffee I want a moca-latte extra cream please!" Kamaria said waving her wand gently as the cup appeared in her hand.

"Well Coffee is in the kitchen . . " Mr Weasely stated, before Sheridon made her way quiet rudely, nearly stepping on Ron and Ginny's game but the pieces moved out of the way then back again.

"When did you two pick up on coffee?" Albus asked.

"Three years ago, she's more of a black coffee, I prefure Moca-Latte as you can tell," Kamaria stated licking the whipped cream from the top of her latte.

"Its an American thing . . . " Sheridon stated walking in sipping her black coffee. upon then putting it on the table she pulled a pack of cigarettes pulling one out and holding it in her lips she pulled out a golden lighter with a snake wrapping around it. Everyone stared and Albus nearly fainted. Sheridon then light the lighter and took a few deep inhale a few times before pulling the lighter away and exhaling a good breath of smoke.

"She's a . . . She's a . . .When did you pick that up?" Ablus asked nearly falling from his place.

"When I was thirteen . . ." Sheridon stated before taking another inhale, at that time Kamaria walked over and put the cigarette out in her coffee.

"How many times have I told you not to smoke in the house?!" Kamaria snapped before Sheridon blew the inhale of smoke in her face and walks to dump her coffee and toss the ruined Cigarette. Kamaria waved her hand infront of her face to clear the smoke.

"Then I'm going outside . . . I need a good smoke or two . . ." Sheridon snapped before walking out closing the door.

"She picked up that Awful Muggle Habit .. HOW?" Albus asked looking at Kamaria.

"From her Friends, Mother and Grandmother . . . personally I don't see the point in it, its bad for your health," Kamaria stated with the air of annoyance while she sipped the latte, "Personally, I am very glad I take after father's side of the Family." Harry finally managed to wonder down the stairs and look around and smelled the smoke it was still heavy in the air till Mrs Weasely opened a window to clear the place of it.

"What happened? Why do I smell smoke?" Harry questioned.

"Sheridon Happened, and cause she smokes . . . and it smells like smoke . . . can't stand that smell . . . its horrid . . sometimes I don't beleive we came from the same mother!" Kamaria stated before taking a drink and sitting in a big arm chair and getting a book out of her bag. The book was large, about six inches thick. Hermione who saw felt challenged and went to change to a thicker book.

After a few moments clunking sounds coudl be heard as Sheridon walked in with two bags one large one and one smaller one, she put down the smaller one and no noise but she dropped the larger and clunks fill the air.

"Whats in that?" McGonagall asked looking to the bag. Sheridon shrugged and started naming off weapons.

"Thats all of her weapons . . . don't start her please . . . " Kamaria stated with a small groan.

"Weapons? Don't you use a wand?" Moody asked.

"Yes, but I prefer weapons over my stick," Sheirdon stated, lifting a sheath from the bag. She then drew the sword, around the hilt wrapped a snake.

"But Girls don't use weapons! They use their wands!" Moody stated yet again, and in one fluid movement she made it across the room and had Moody pressed against the wall with her sword.

"Don't you EVER say that again . . . or I will be forced to kill you . . ." Sheridon muttered through gritted teeth. Just then Kamaria tackled her sister, sitting on her, she pushed her arm down on her shoulders and held a dagger.

"Stop is Sheridon! I would like to get to know them before YOU kill them!" She yelled, Sheridon growled slightly but let it pass and waiting for her sister to raise. Kamaria put her dagger away before she raised and then helped Sheridon up who returned her sword to its sheath.

"Did you HAVE to tackle me to tell me that?"

"If I didn't you would have killed him."

"Would not."

"We're not getting into this now . . . Go . . . have one of your Cancer sticks . . ." Kamaria stated trying to save the room of the danger known as Sheridon.

"Their cigarettes, and I can't get any till Mom and Dad get here so I have to save what I have," Sheridon spat putting her sword back and zipped the bag up, she then threw herself onto the couch and crossed her arms.

"Please be warned . . . Incase you haven't seen, insult her or her weapons and you may end up looking at your own body from the floor," Kamaria stated.

"Whatever, Watch out for her as well, piss her off and she'll throw a spell at ya . . ." Sheridon stated before the smaller bag squirmed.

"The bag moved . . ." Tonks stated looking to the bag. Just then small teeth tore open the bag, then two small creatures rolled out of the bag. The cub looked around before Troting to Sheridon. The tiger cub was pure white with golden stripes and the wolf was white with golden claws and teeth and eyes. Her fur had a slight tint of gold as well.

"Takara! You shouldn't have ripped the bag . . . You know better!" Kamaria scolded the wolf pup as she walked over and jumped up and scratched at her knees. The cub jumped and laid in Sheridon's lap and instantanisly she started to pet the cub.

"You have a-a-a wolf!" Hermione stuttered looking to the small wolf pup.

"You have a . . . Tiger cub?" Fred asked leaning over to look at the bundle purring in Sheridon's lap.

"Yes I do, Takara is my baby," Kamaria said in a sing-song voice as she lifted the pup.

"Yes, Name's Raidon, for a reason . . ." Sheridon stated lifting her hand as sparks flew into the air. Fred backed away and went back to planning jokes with George.

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As the weeks passed slowly they became friends with Harry, Ron and Hermione. The trip to Daigon Alley was one to remember. Both girls had to keep their young pets on a short leash. But time passed quickly(thanks to time travel . . . and I had to use those STUPID stars . . . stupid Draconia . . . writes my stories in HER way . . . ) and now were in the great hall about to be sorted, and were the oldest there to be sorted.

"Dumbledore, Sara," Mcgonagall stated. At the sound of her true name, Sheridon drew her sword from under her robe and growled.

"Don't YOU EVER use my real name!" Sheridon shouted pointing the sword at McGonagall, everyone around them either ducked or backed away. Kamaria was the only one who didn't in which she hit Sheridon in the shoulder hard enough to make her lose her balance and fall into the bench of the Hufflepuff Table. Sheridon glared as she stood.

"You didn't have to hit me!" Sheridon snapped, putting her sword back in its sheath.

"If I didn't you would have killed her, now get up there and sit!" Kamaria ordered. Sheridon made her way and then sat on the stool. McGonagall then put the sorting hat on top of her head.

"Lets see here, fighting soul, strong, not good with spells? Mmm, we will have to fix that . . ." the sorting hat muttered, "Dumbledore's Grandaughter, bit of a wild one, willing to jump into a fight though you don't know whats going on . . . now . . . where to put you . . . How about . . . Gryffindor!" the hat stated McGonagall lifted the hat. Sheridon made her way to the table.

"Dumbledore, Cassandra," McGonagall read from the list. Kamaria gave a hard glare but walked up and sat on the stool. McGonagall placed the hat on her head.

"Intelligent, Witty, More like your grandfather you are . . . " the sorting hat "Hmm"ed a few times," Lets put you in Ravenclaw." McGonagall lifted the hat and Kamaria made her way to the Ravenclaw table beside Gryffindor's.

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

PQ: how was that? Good I hope, and Draconia's Dog is just . . .psyco . . DS: I coulda told ya that PQ: next chap up soon, please review DS: yeah . . .