WARNING! If you have not read The Black Jokers: The First Generation, I highly recommend you click on my name (above) and read it. It explains who everyone is and why things are the way they are. I changed it from Adriana's POV to the third person perspective.
Author's Note: Hello everybody! Okay, this is the second part to my Black Jokers story. This is about the twins. They are eleven in this chapter, which takes place during the second book, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Sophia and Vieara live in the outskirts of the Bulgarian city Rousse (that's where I'm from!) on the Danube River. All conversation between the twins and their mother is in Bulgarian, okay? The rest, to everyone else, its in English. Please tell your favorite authors about this story if you like it, and ask them to review. If I don't get at least, like, between ten to fifteen reviews, I don't know if I'll continue. To everyone who reviewed the first part: I LUV YA FOR IT! J
Okay, since I can't use italics in this stupid text formattingL (someone tell me how to format it in html please?!) I will use *this* to show that the words between the stars should be italicized. Characters' thoughts for example will be placed between stars, to show that they are thoughts. Got it? Good!
"Mom!" A girl with thick wavy chocolate brown hair yelled in Bulgarian. Her hazel eyes, now lighter than usual, wide open.
"What?" A woman with the same colored hair, except that hers was straight, turned and looked at her daughter.
"There's an owl outside the window. I think it's foreign."
The woman nodded, turned to the window, opened it, and grabbed the brown owl. To its leg were tied three parchment letters.
Miss Adriana Ivanova
Miss Sophia Black
Miss Vieara Black
The woman's hands shook as she opened the letter with her name on it.
Miss Ivanova, it read,
I am pleased to inform you that your daughters have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. While your local school is Rosalind, we have made an exception and decided that the best school for the girls is Hogwarts, considering all the circumstances. Professor Dumbledore wants me to add that he thinks that your kids will enjoy it very much here. Please consider our offer carefully.
Deputy Headmistress,
Minerva McGonagall
PS Harry Potter is currently attending the school and will begin his second year on the first of September.
Tears filled the woman's brown eyes and she turned to hide them from her excited eleven year old daughters. They had already read their standard first year letters and booklists.
"Why does it say Sophia Black on my envelope?" Sophia asked curiously.
"Oh, it's just a mistake." Her mother answered in what she hoped was a confident voice.
"When can we buy our school supplies Mom?" Vieara asked jumping in place.
"Um, well, how about next week?" She hoped her voice didn't shake too much.
The identical hazel eyes wore identical expressions: of disappointment.
"But why can't we go tomorrow?" Sophia asked, her voice as filled with disappointment as her eyes.
"I'm busy tomorrow. I don't stay home like you two all day." Her voice was harsher than she expected. The girls looked at each other in surprise. Her voice only became harsh when they asked her questions about their father.
"O . . . Okay." They whispered softly in unison and fled outside.
They swiftly climbed on their favorite apple tree and chewed thoughtfully on the not-yet-ripe fruit. It was actually quite sour, but they didn't mind.
"But why aren't we going to Rosalind like everyone else we know? Do you know where this school is anyway?" Vieara asked her sister. Her sister always seemed to know everything that could be found in a book.
"I think it's in England." Sophia answered, chewing thoughtfully. Vieara waited patiently for her to continue. She knew that Sophia would give her a lot more information, if she didn't interrupt. "Um, the Headmaster's name is Albus Dumbledore, and the infamous Harry Potter is a student there. It is believed to be the largest magical school in Europe. And they have a huge Forbidden Forest filled with all kinds of interesting creatures surrounding it."
Vieara swallowed before replying. "Do you think that's where our father went to school?"
Sophia munched thoughtfully. "Probably."
"I hope we can at least find out his name! Why do you think Mom always gets so upset when we ask her about him?"
Sophia shrugged and jumped off the tree. "Let's go get Alex and go swim in the river."
"You know you shouldn't swim after eating!" Vieara teased and jumped out of the tree.
Sophia laughed. "Race you!" And darted across the street to their neighbor's door. Vieara took off but Sophia had too much of a head start. Alex had already answered the door and was asking permission when she arrived on the steps. She put her hands on her knees and stared at the breathtaking view of the forest covered canyon in front of her. *Thank god we don't live in the city!*
"Hello? Vieara?" Sophia tugged on her sister's tank top. "Let's go." Vieara snapped out of her daydreams and sprinted down the hill towards the murky river which ran through the bottom of the cave sprinkled canyon. "Race you!"
A week later, they arrive by Floo powder at Diagon Alley. Adriana flinched inwardly at the sight of the familiar buildings. The buildings she had come to know like the back of her own hand during the summer of her pregnancy. The twins sprinted from store window to store window, yelping excitedly like tiny puppies.
Adriana breathed slowly until she felt like she had at least some of her emotions reined. She tried not to show the pain she felt, at least for the twins' sake.
But the girls could see that their mother wasn't as happy as she should have been. But they didn't push their luck, for fear of another outburst.
When everything on their school lists was in their shopping bags, they looked at their mother, expecting to go home. But she felt guilty about not being as excited as she should have been and tried to make it up to them.
"How about you two each pick out a pet from the Menagerie?" She asked, even though they weren't the richest family. School things cost a lot of money. But she was very guilty.
"Really?" Vieara jumped, even though she was as exhausted as her mother.
"Cool!" Sophia exclaimed.
They entered the store and walked around for more than half an hour, looking carefully into every single cage.
"If you don't pick something out in two minutes, we're going home empty handed!" Adriana warned.
In the end, Vieara picked out a frisky male golden retriever puppy and Sophia a female silver-gray kitten.
Sophia stared at her new pet. Then she looked at her sister's. "You know, we should name them Apollo . . ."
"and Artemis." Vieara grinned. "Gold and silver. Male and female. God of knowledge and Goddess . . ."
"of hunt! And twins like us!" Sophia finished up. They both stared at each other, happily grinning. The world was perfect at that particular moment for them. They had new pets, brand new school supplies and were going to start their first year at what was probably their father's old school. Their world was rosy as the sunset . . .
On September first, they traveled to London by Floo powder again. This time to King's Cross. And to Platform 9 and ¾.
The two girls were so excited, they couldn't keep still for more than two seconds at a time. As soon as they crossed the barrier, they loaded their trunks on the train and quickly said good bye to their mother.
"Now, be good girls. Escpecially you Vieara, you hear?" Vieara nodded angelically, but their was a mischievous glint in her eye. "Um, study hard and tell me write about every boy you meet!" They all laughed and Adriana hugged her daughters. Oh god . . . I see so much of Sirius in them . . .Her eyes welled up with tears. She wiped them, glad that the twins had already boarded the train.
"Are you letting them go for the first time?" Asked a pleasant red headed woman. Adriana nodded. The woman continued. "I have seven and trust me it doesn't get much easier. This is my last one. And my only girl."
She pointed to a red headed little girl who was trailing after a girl with thick brown hair.
"I'm Molly Weasley. That's my daughter Ginny, and one of my son Ron's best friends: Hermione Granger." She looked around, eyes searching the crowds of kids. " my son and his other best friend, Harry Potter, seem to have vanished." She told Adriana. The young mother gasped. Lily and James' son!
Molly Weasley grinned. "Yup. He's THE Harry Potter. Real nice boy. But those Muggles he's living with, humph, trash! They treat like he's got some fatal contagious disease! Horrible to him! Poor boy."
Adriana struggled with all her might not to change the impression on her face. She succeeded, to some degree, but not fully. A few tears slid down her cheek. She wiped them quickly.
"I have twins. Vieara and Sophia over there. I'm worried about them. I hope they don't get into too much mischief. Escpecially Vieara. She plays jokes on everyone who crosses her path. Muggles too! Sophia's quieter, but Vieara drags her into the schemes too." Adriana explained.
"Really? Twins? I have twins too. Boys, third year. Identical to the last freckle. Worst troublemakers I've seen since James Potter and Sirius Black. Hope yours and mine don't meet. They'd probably blow the school up."
Adriana forced herself to laugh, then quickly said good bye and left. *This is what I was afraid of; I'm being reminded of him every single second.*
On the train, the twins were busy trying to find an empty compartment. No such luck. Almost every single one was filled. At last, they found two seats near the back.
"I think they're first years too." Sophia said to Vieara in Bulgarian. Vieara nodded and took a seat next to a pretty white-blond girl.
"Foreigners!" The girl whispered loudly, so that everyone within two meters could hear.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Vieara asked, standing back up. All in perfect English, no accent whatsoever. She mentally made a note to thank her mother for speaking to them in English half of the time.
The blond girl stood up too. "I am *Narcissa Malfoy* and don't you dare give me attitude!" Her icy blue eyes flashed dangerously. If Vieara lived in England and knew of the Malfoys, there was a slim chance that she might have sat down. But she didn't know. And she wasn't frightened at all.
"So what? And I am *Sophia Ivanova*." Sophia jumped in, glaring just as dangerously at the stranger as her sister.
"And I'm supposed to cared because . . ." Vieara said at the same time, in a bored voice. If she could do one thing properly, it was annoy people. She seemed to know everyone's buttons (and wasn't afraid to push them) as soon as she met a person.
Narcissa was surprised not to have her name recognized. *These foreigners sure are stupid,* she thought, *they don't know who they're messing with.* "Why, my *second year* brother is *right next door*."
"So you're saying, basically, that you can't even fight your own battles. Not that I consider this a battle. You can't even fight properly." Sophia retorted. Vieara might be the schemer, but Sophia was quicker to think up comebacks.
Narcissa was mute from surprise. She stared at the twins, who were now gathering their luggage and preparing to move it to the next cart, openmouthed. At that precise moment Draco Malfoy walked in from the other door.
Vieara turned, seeing that he looked like a male copy of Narcissa. "You better teach your sister manners. She doesn't seem to know how to greet foreigners. Or fight her own battles either!"
The older Malfoy was as surprised as the younger one, and didn't think of a reply until the twins were well into the next compartment.
The twins finally found two empty seats in a compartment with . . . another pair of identical twins! Older boys.
"Hi!" The girls said in unison.
The redheaded boys looked up from the piece of paper they were scribbling on to catch sight of the other pair of twins.
"Wow cool. You're twins too. I'm George Weasley, and this is my brother Fred." One of them said, grinning widely.
"Hey! You forgot to introduce me! I'm their sister Ginny. Are you in your first year too?"
"Hi. I'm Sophia Ivanova and . . ."
"I'm Vieara Ivanova. And it's our . . ."
" first year at Hogwarts too!"
"Hey what have you got there? Are you trying to improve the Fillbister Firecrackers? You should try adding a Dung Bomb at the end. It spreads the smell twice as far." Vieara took a seat next to Fred and pulled both objects out to demonstrate.
Fred looked at George and said in an exaggerated disappointed tone. "I believe we are no longer Hogwarts' only twin terrorists."
Bonus points to the person who can tell me what the twin's names mean (and Narcissa's too)