Sugar N Spice
By: silver_star ^_^
A/N: Wowwie!!!! Thanks for all the reviews!!!! I love you all!!! I'm soooo happy people are actually reading this, tee-hee!!! Sorry this chapter is late, school is FINALLY almost ending, but I have all these projects and tests…blah!!!! Well, enough rambling, here ya go!
Chapter 3: Seeing Double
"Oh crap!!" Tristan yelled as she raced down the stairs, book bag in one hand, green and silver tie in the other.
"Tristan, come on, I'm hungry!!!" James whined loudly from the bottom of the stairs.
"James, you're always hungry!" Ami replied jokingly.
"Well, I'm a growing boy I need to eat!"
"Come on you guys we are sooo late!" Tristan screamed as she grabbed the hands of her two best friends and the three began sprinting out the portrait hole and in the direction of the Great Hall.
Over the course of three months, the three had become very close. Though Ami was often in the library researching something or other, she and Tristan talked a lot, but James and Tristan were a bit closer since neither one was that keen on studying all the time.
Once they got to the Great Hall, all three breathless, they promptly dropped into their respective seats, just in time to get the mail. Tristan, still breathing hard from all the running, anxiously searched the flooded ceiling for her tawny owl. It was Monday which meant she would definitely be getting a letter from her dad.
As the owl descended from the ceiling towards her, Tristan smiled and held out her hand, and the owl landed gracefully on it.
"Hey Sammy! Thanks boy! Here, have some breakfast, I'll get the letter off of you."
Tori carefully undid the knot on the owl's leg, and smiled as Sammy hooted softly and gave her an affectionate nip on her finger. After taking a piece of bread from the table, Sammy took off again, obviously looking forward to a nice, long sleep.
"Thanks Hedwig. You go rest now, I'll go get you when I finish my letter to Dad alright?"
Hedwig hooted softly, her snowy white feathers ruffling as she took off towards the Owlery as well. James smiled as he read the letter from his dad, and Tori blushed a bit when she caught herself staring at him. After ignoring a giggle from Ami's direction, she turned back to her letter.
Dear Tristan,
Hi bumpkin. How's my little girl doing? Well I hope. Just much ado about nothing here, only business as usual. Which reminds me, good luck on your first Quidditch match! I know, I know, it's only a small game with you and your classmates so you all get the feel of it, but I'm your dad and I'm supposed to be excited about all these little things that happen in your life. Don't roll your eyes at me young lady! Now stop smirking as well. Anyway, I've taught you well, and I can only imagine how good you must be now after Madam Hooch's training sessions. Go out there and make me proud all right? I love you sweetie. Only about a month left until Christmas- and don't you get any ideas about staying at that blasted school, I think I'll go mad with boredom if your insanity doesn't return. Love you, keep doing well in school.
Love,
Dad
Tristan smiled. Her daddy was so cute. He always was so kind…she really couldn't believe that he had once been an Auror, working endlessly to put Death Eaters in Azkaban. Draco never talked much about his past, and Tristan respected that; she knew that when she was old enough to hear it, he would tell her.
Taking a sip of her pumpkin juice, Tristan, leaned over to James.
"So how's your letter?" she asked.
"Eh, just a note from my dad for Dumbledore saying I have to come home this weekend, it's my Aunt Ginny's birthday. At least Tori will be there so I won't be completely bored." James replied.
The Great Hall started to clear out, and before they knew it, it was time again for their favorite class of the day- History of Magic.
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As the sun's rays hit her still closed eyes, Ginny groaned in her sleep. 'Is it morning already?' she thought to herself. Sighing and rolling over to look at the alarm clock, she let out a small scream- 'IT'S 11 ALREADY?!?!?! CRAP!!! OH CRAP!'
Jumping out of her bed immediately, Ginny ran to the bathroom. Ten minutes later, she burst back out, hair dripping wet, towel clutched around her body as she searched frantically for her wand.
"Damn, I knew I had it out here…aha!!!"
Drying her hair and putting a straightening charm on it, Ginny quickly slipped into a fitted black dress with an asymmetric hemline, rummaged for her black sandals, and quickly did her make-up. Then, with her handbag in one hand and her necklace, earrings and hair band in the other, she ran downstairs, grabbed the mail and headed for the fireplace.
"Le Petit Café!" she shouted, after fastening the second earring onto her ear.
As she landed, a bit awkwardly and stepped out from the elegant carved marble fireplace, she quickly composed herself, and gave her hair a gentle flip to shake the remaining soot off. After brushing a few specks of dust from her dress, Ginny looked up, only to be met with a dozen red roses in her face.
"Whoa!" she exclaimed.
"These, are for you." A strong, male voice replied.
"Oh…thanks sweetie!" Ginny cooed as she gave Colin a quick kiss on the lips. They'd been going out for two months already, and Ginny absolutely loved everything about him.
"Come on love, I've already gotten us a table, lets go sit alright?" Colin gently took Ginny's hand and lead her towards a small table for two in the far corner of the café near a tiny lake.
"That would be lovely." Ginny replied.
Colin, Ginny had discovered, had changed A LOT since their Hogwarts days. Gone was the Colin who was meek and timid; Colin was now extremely built, and had let his hair grow out a bit so that it was a little bit messy, but still neat looking. After playing Quidditch for Puddlemere United (he was inspired by Harry), Colin eventually went back to his original love of photography, though he was still very much interested in Quidditch. For the past year, he had been one of the most successful photographers at the Daily Prophet, and had recently been given a job to help publicize Ginny's new bridal line after they had had their first date-a great excuse for the two to spend more time with each other.
As they sat at the small table, a kind waitress took their orders, and Ginny took out the letters she had received that morning.
"Oh no!" Ginny exclaimed.
"What dear?" Colin asked.
"Oh, it's just…Tori can't make it to my birthday party this weekend! She has to stay and do a group assignment for Potions. Well, school is important. I really wanted her to meet you though… " Ginny said, a bit depressed.
"Aw, I know how much you wanted to see her again love. It's alright, after all, it's only another two months til Christmas right? You can see her again then." Colin replied.
"On a lighter note though, I was wondering…" Colin started.
"Wondering about what?" Ginny asked curiously.
Before she knew what was happening, Colin was down on one knee in front of her, and the all of the waiters and waitresses were gathered around them. Ginny noticed that the whole restaurant seemed to be looking in her direction as well.
After a few moments, Ginny closed her eyes, and shook her head, then opened them again. But Colin was still there. In front of her. Down on his knee. With a small velvet box in his hand. 'Oh my…'
"Ginny Weasley…will you marry me?"
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"I can't believe James is missing this!" Tristan whispered excitedly to Ami.
"I can't believe I have to do this…" Ami groaned. Ami was definitely a bookworm, and though she loved watching Quidditch, watching and playing were two, very different things.
"All right class, ready to begin? Today's your first match, so we'll take it slow. Now since there's only 20 of you, I want 4 Chasers, 3 Beaters, 2 Keepers and One Seeker alright? Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, be ready in 5 minutes." Madam Hooch concluded.
"Okay," Tristan said, taking charge. "I'll play Chaser along with Kate, Kim and Iris. Ami, I think you'll be best as a Seeker, and for the Beaters, Jackie, Kyle, and Matt; you guys have great arm power. For the Keepers, Garrett, why don't you and Halleigh take it? Everyone okay with that?" As the group all nodded in approval, Tristan smiled.
Over on the Slytherin side, Tori was the one taking the direct approach.
"Alright everyone, this is it. Blaise, Erik, Lee and I will play Chaser. Haven, I know you want to play Seeker, and Nicole, you and Eli are probably best as Keepers. For the Beaters, that leaves Jess, Kevin and Ian. Everyone good?" The Slytherins all nodded in approval, completely satisfied with their positions.
"Good luck you guys! We're gonna beat the hell out of them!" Tori exclaimed happily.
As the two teams finished pulling on their pads and got ready to mount their broomsticks, Madam Hooch strolled out to her position on the pitch, getting ready to release the balls. With a sharp blow on her whistle, the box was kicked open, and the Bludgers sped off into the air while the Golden Snitch hovered for a moment before disappearing from their sight. As the Chasers mounted their broomsticks and stared intently at the Quaffle, Madam Hooch gave a brief recap of the rules and expectations before launching the ball into the air.
In the next instant, the game was in full play, all players flying across the pitch, Gryffindor in possession of the Quaffle. Tristan grinned happily as she sped off towards the goal posts. This was definitely easier than she thought it would be; she was probably the only one with real Quidditch experience after all. Just as she was getting ready to aim for the goal posts though, a green blur sped past her and in the next instant, the Quaffle was no longer in her arms.
"Hey!" Tristan shouted angrily. Muttering under her breath, she quickly jerked her broomstick around and flattened herself onto it, speeding like a bullet towards the opposite side of the field. When she finally neared the green blob, Tristan dove expertly underneath the girl, then swooped up again, hitting the Quaffle with all her might from below. Her move worked, and in the next moment, Gryffindor was once again in possession of the Quaffle.
'Good thing Uncle Harry taught me how to fly…hehe, this thing is in the bag.' Tori thought to herself. One thing she had always prided herself on was her expert ability at Quidditch; another was at Wizard's Chess. As she raced towards the goal posts, ducking hurriedly as a Bludger, being pursued by two of the Gryffindor beaters, zoomed over her head, Tori stopped abruptly when she no longer felt the Quaffle safely tucked under her arm. Looking underneath her, Tori made out a red blob with a flash of red-blonde hair, before the same figure raced past her.
'Damn it all!' Tori thought to herself angrily. Ducking yet another stray Bludger, Tori raced after the extremely skilled girl, and almost shouted with glee when the girl accidentally dropped the Quaffle.
'NO!' Tristan screamed in her mind as the Quaffle fell from her grasp.
'Stupid school broomstick, too damn jerky!' Grumbling to herself, Tristan immediately dropped into a dive after the falling red leather ball. Not too far behind, Tori was doing the exact same thing, both girls had their full attention on the quickly descending ball, and both wanted it.
'Come on…come on!'
'Just a little closer!'
'More…more…'
'One foot away…okay I'm gonna go for it…'
'Finally! I'm gonna go for it…'
BAM!!!!
Apparently, they were too preoccupied with the game to even hear Madam Hooch's warnings and way too focused on the Quaffle. Luckily, the ball hadn't been too far off the ground, and as their hands collided and they were thrown off balance, they only endured a short fall onto the ground.
"HEY!!!"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!? I ALMOST HAD IT!!"
"YOU WISH!!"
"Girls, please!" Madam Hooch interfered. "It was no one's fault, now please, apologize to each other."
Tori and Tristan, of course, wouldn't dream of that. I mean, come on, what else would you expect from two people who had not only the Weasley temper, but the Malfoy pride as well?
"I WILL NOT!" both girls yelled at the same time.
"Girls, you're holding up the game, now either apologize or you'll be up to see the Headmaster!! NOW!" Madam Hooch had her own temper as well. ^_^
Reluctantly, Tori started to turn around, and Tristan grumpily turned around. What they saw next, was definitely not what they expected.
'Oh my god…'
'Oh my god…'
'Oh my god!'
'OH MY GOD!'
They weren't the only ones-everyone else was just as shell-shocked as they were-Madam Hooch as well. If it hadn't been for their different robes, why, they might have passed for twins!
"Uh…sorry." Tristan muttered, grey eyes never leaving the set of grey eyes just like hers in front of her.
"Yea…sorry." Tori mumbled a bit incoherently as she stared at the face in front of her…it looked exactly like her own…
"Yes, well then back to the game, Tristan…uh Tori…no Tristan…uh" Madam Hooch murmured, looking back and forth from one twin to the other.
Just then, the lunch bell rang however; and as the students slowly left the pitch, Tristan and Tori continued to stand in their spots, simply staring at each other as Jessica, Nicole and Ami stood close by.
"This is so freaky." Tori started.
"W-What is?" Tristan asked offhandedly. She loosened up a bit, and settled into a casual position with one hand on her hip, the other on her broomstick.
"Don't you see it?"
"See what?" Tristan absolutely refused to show any sign of weakness-it wasn't how she was brought up.
"Well, the resemblance!" Tori exclaimed, unable to hide her surprise and confusion any longer.
"The resemblance? Between us?!?" Tristan exclaimed in mock disbelief.
"Yes…you and me! We have the same hair…the same eyes…if I didn't know better I'd say you were my…" Tori tried to say before Tristan interrupted with an amused giggle.
"Well…turn around…" Tori turned slowly, a bit peeved that someone was telling her what to do.
"Okay, now turn to the side…now to the other…" with every turn, Tori was growing more and more impatient.
"Well, if you ask me…your ears are way too small for your head, I mean really, look at them! And that nose! Well don't worry darling, those things can be fixed with a few simple charms. You might want to try going to Pomfrey though, you don't want to end up looking worse!" Tristan taunted with a look of mock sincerity on her face. Behind her, Ami giggled, and Tori was turning a brilliant shade of red that was way darker than her hair.
"What exactly are you trying to say here, Ms. Malfoy?" Tori spat out coldly. She wasn't going to take any of this girl's crap, and she was not in the mood to mess around. Tristan was a bit unnerved, seeing as how none of her snide comments had had any real affect on the girl, except maybe anger her a bit more. However, her cool façade never faltered.
"I just can't possibly believe that you could actually find any resemblance whatsoever between us!" Tristan exclaimed in an unctuous tone.
"You're right…after all we're so very different, I mean it's obvious that I can fly and you can't…and I have class and you don't." Tori stated haughtily. If this girl wanted to play rough, she was going to get it, without a doubt.
"Why you little…!!!" Tristan began, anger flashing in her stormy gray eyes.
Tori simply flipped her hair over her shoulder and strode off confidently with a thoroughly surprised Ami at her side.
"Hey! NO ONE walks away from a Malfoy!" Tristan yelled after her. As her complexion slowly colored as well, Tristan turned sharply to face Ami.
"I'm gonna make sure she pays for that…want to help me?" Tristan whispered excitedly.
Ami groaned. Well, there was no way Tristan was going to take no for an answer…
"Fine…what exactly are we going to do though?!"
"Nothing…too…serious." Tristan said, a smirk spreading across her features.
"I can't believe her!" Tori fumed as she stalked off towards the castle.
"I know, how dare she insult a Slytherin like that?" Jessica said scornfully as Nicole glared back towards Tristan and Ami who were now talking in hushed tones.
"OOOOO I CAN'T STAND HER! She thinks she's SOOO great…well I'll show her. I'll need your help though…"
"No problem, we're with you one hundred percent." Nicole responded automatically.
"Thanks guys."
"What are friends for?" Jessica replied nonchalantly.
Smiling, the trio continued their way into the castle, conspiring already against the two Gryffindors who were daft enough to mess with them.
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Next Chapter: Ginny's decision, her birthday party etc. AND Draco-yay! Also, LOTS more… ^_^
A/N: Hey everyone THANKS AGAIN FOR ALL THE REVIEWS!!!! BE SURE TO REVIEW THIS TIME!!! REVIEWREVIEWREVIEW!!!! Thank you!!! You have NO idea HOW much joy that brings me LoL! I know it's not the best chapter ever, and that it took FOREVER but hey, testing, end of the year finals, blah!!!! I hate school!! Good luck to everyone if you have finals too!! Next chapter will DEFINITELY be more eventful-the pranking starts hehehehehehe!!!! I'm soo evil muahahaha…LoL you guys would laugh if you knew how long it took for this chapter-I keep getting Tori and Tristan mixed up LoL!!! I know, they're my own characters too!!! Hope its comprehendible for you guys, hehe! The first time I wrote this chapter, I had Tristan as a Slytherin and Tori as Gryffindor…kinda messes up the whole scheme of things doesn't it ^_^_^_^ Thank Merlin I caught it, hehe! Well, I'll stop rambling now and go back to writing chapter 4 ^_^ Happy reading everyone!!
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