Chapter XII: Personality
Ginny Potter entered the kitchens to get something for her and Hermione to eat. When she tried to find a house elf, she encountered a strange sight.
A beautiful young girl about her daughter's age was by the oven watching it intently. She was a lovely girl with silver blue hair that's smooth and straight that the older woman envied her. She was wearing Gryffindor colors but she was in the male uniform. As she neared the girl, a chiming sound could be heard.
"It's done!" the girl exclaimed as she opened the oven door and started to take out a tray with her bare hands.
"Wait!" Ginny cried as she grabbed a nearby mitten worried that she might gut burned. But the young girl held the tray and looked at Ginny confused. Ginny was shocked to see that the girl was holding the hot tray with her bare hands.
"Yes Aunt Ginny?" the girl blinked. Ginny was surprised to see her fine even after holding a hot tray. She was even more astonished to what she called her.
"You're not hurt?" Ginny asked but the girl smiled sweetly.
"Brownies?" she asked. Ginny admitted that they looked delicious and smiled.
"Thank you," Ginny said as she looked at the child's serene face and was taken back when she saw her eyes.
Her left eye was violet, her right was dark blue.
Her demeanor reminded Ginny of her friend and mother of her daughter's fancy. Smiling, Ginny took a piece of brownie and tasted it.
"This is good," Ginny said to the mirth of the girl.
"Thank you," she smiled genuinely. "I'll let it cool off some more and you can have the tray." She placed the tray on the counter and took another tray from the oven.
"Are you in my class?" Ginny asked as she turned to glance at the tray of brownies but when she turned, the girl was gone.
As if like magic, which she didn't doubt for a moment, the girl and any trace of her save the brownies were gone.
Smiling, Ginny waited for the brownies to cool of before returning to the teacher's lounge.
Jamie and Lily were patiently waiting for Lin, albeit they were a little worried. He was taking his sweet time on getting to them. They had feared that Almasy had done away with their friend. Which was, when they thought about it, rather ridiculous.
They were pretty sure Lin would cream him if he wanted to.
"I apologize for being late, my ladies," Lin came up carrying a picnic basket. "But the brownies had yet to cool."
"We didn't mind," Jamie said as she took his hand while Lily took the other. "Did we?"
"No, we did not," Lily smiled as they guided him under the shade of a tree. "But we were worried for a while."
"Sorry," he said as he leaned on the bark of the tree. "But the brownies came out right." He gave them such a sweet smile that they could not argue. As if they would in the first place.
"So, shall we begin?" Lin smiled as he took out the food. And for the rest of the afternoon, they enjoyed each other's company.
...
Night had fallen and the halls echoed the stillness of the night. And despite the tranquility Jamie's thoughts were in turmoil. Sighing, she walked out of her bed and on to the common room but just before she could enter the room, she could hear the sad melody of the Song of the Lost.
Surprisingly, it's louder and clearer than before and she found out why.
A bluish-white light lit the common room as bright as day. Jaime tentatively approached the source but before she turned the corner, a cold hand held hers making her whelp in surprise.
Spinning around, Jamie found Lily who was clutching her chest in surprise.
"You gave me a fright," Jamie said alarmed that the bright light also vanished.
"What was that?" Lily asked slowly calming down. Before Jamie could answer, a sweet and hesitant voice called to them.
"Hello?" a girl, Jamie thought. But not any girl she knew. Swallowing, Jamie took Lily's hand and entered the common room. And when they entered, they saw a girl their age sitting on the windowsill.
They could not believe that such a girl could be beautiful. It was like she had Veela ancestry. She had silver and in her dark waist long hair. The room was lit by the fireplace so they could not determine her exact hair color. And there was a sense of familiarity emanating from her.
It was like, they knew her from somewhere before.
"Can't sleep?" she asked.
"For some reason, I can't," Jamie said.
"And if Jamie can't, I can't," Lily sighed.
"Of course," the girl smiled. The twin cousins noticed that she was wearing Gryffindor uniform but... she was wearing boy's uniform?
"Who are you?" Lily asked shyly. The girl smiled and walked towards them.
"My name is Angeline," she said as she kissed them on the cheek. "I've heard so much about you that I feel that I know you intimately."
"You know us?" Jamie was confused. "From whom?"
"You should know," she winked. "He's always in your thoughts and hearts." The twins blushed as they realized whom she was talking about.
"Are you his friend?" Lily asked almost jealous.
"You could say that," she said as she inched towards the window. "You could also say that we're inseparable." Jamie gasped at this.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Don't be jealous," Angeline said as she stepped on the windowsill. "I am a part of his life and our souls are intertwined. Just like yours, Jamie with Lily. And now, all four of our souls are entwined in the hands of fate."
"Are you a rival?" Lily asked as she frowned. The girl laughed and opened the window.
"No," she smiled. "By the way, how're the brownies. I baked them myself."
"They were great," Jamie said. "Lin didn't make those?"
"He sucks at baking," she sighed. "Begged me to bake my special brownies for special girls. Anyway, if Aunt Ginny wants more, ask Lin and he will ask me." Suddenly, she jumped much to the alarm of the two who immediately ran towards the window to ee if she was all right.
But instead, they found nothing.
Except for a single feather beneath the window. Lily took it for it was beautiful. The silver and light blue colors of the feather complemented each other. She felt magical properties in the feather which led her to believe that the creature it belonged to was magic.
She did not tell her cousin, but Lily felt something magical about Angeline. Tucking the feather in her sleeve, Lily held Jamie's hand.
"Let's get back to bed," she said and Jamie agreed with a sigh.
"Who was she?" she asked but Lily had no answers. As they reached their beds, a sweet joyous melody, almost a lullaby, echoed through the air.
The twin cousins immediately slept with smiles on their faces.