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Maggie was sitting on her front porch with a book. She was drinking lemonade wishing Ron would come over so they could hang out. Maggie wasn't the type to just sit still and read a book for long periods of time. She had been sitting on the porch staring at the same page for twenty minutes.

She felt something close by and snapped her head up. In the distance she could see Ron walking towards the house. Maggie excitedly threw the book down, not even bothering to save the page she was on, and ran to go meet Ron.

"I just got an owl from Harry." Ron said.

"What did he say?" Maggie asked, turning back around towards her house.

"He said he's bringing a friend with him. Her name is Annie. She's American too."

"Annie?" Maggie looked curiously at the sky.

"Do you know her?"

"No. It's just that name sounds so familiar for some reason," She shook her head, "Oh well. I'm sure it's nothing. So when are they arriving?"

"Dad, Fred, George, and I are going to pick them up at noon. Hermione will get here a few minutes before then, so you two can take a few minutes to get to know each other before you meet Harry and Annie."

"I'm looking forward to it." She secretly loathed Hermione, because she had a sick feeling that Ron had a crush on his bushy-haired friend.

On Friday Maggie waited in the living room with Ron, Mr. Weasley, Fred, and George. Hermione finally arrived and said hello to everyone before the men took off.

"So you have a family of seven girls? That must be exciting!" Hermione said.

"Well there's never a dull moment that's for sure. What about you?" Maggie asked, wanting to know everything she could about Hermione.

"I'm an only child, and my parents are muggles."

"Well, if it makes you feel better I'm adopted, so I guess, biologically I'm an only child."

"Yeah, Ron told me. They had three before you, and three after you. Do you ever feel like you don't fit in?"

"Sometimes, but that's mainly because the twins, Emily and Elsie, are the definition of blonde bombshell and they want me to be exactly like them."

One last time at Privet Drive

"Holy cricket!" Ron exclaimed when he saw Annie.

"What is it Ron?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"You look exactly like Maggie."

"Who's Maggie?" Annie asked.

"She does!" Mr. Weasley agreed, now noticing.

"Only you have blonde hair." Fred said.

"Maggie's a brunette." George completed.

"If it weren't for the hair you'd be the spitting image of each other." Mr. Weasley stated.

At the Burrow

Maggie and Hermione were laughing their butts off at a joke Maggie made when Ron appeared in the fire place.

"Maggie, this is incredible!" Ron said.

"What is-" Maggie didn't even finish, because shortly after Ron appeared a girl with blonde hair, who looked exactly like Maggie appeared in the fire place. They stared at each other for a moment, then took a few slow steps towards each other. Instinctively, they pulled out their necklaces and realized that they were indeed long lost sisters.

They hugged each other as tears streamed from their eyes, and Mrs. Weasley sent for Mr. and Mrs. Smith. By the time they arrived Annie and Maggie had calmed down on the couch. Annie told Maggie about her current situation, and how she never knew their parents either.

"All Aunt Cindy and Uncle Eric said was that I had a twin sister who disappeared the same night Mom and Dad were killed. We never guessed that you could have turned up in an orphanage." Annie cried.

"So I wonder what's going to happen next. Am I getting shipped off to live with Aunt Agnes with you after this year since she's technically my legal guardian, or am I still with my adopted family?" Maggie asked, not wanting to move in with the horrid sounding woman Annie described.

"Aunt Agnes won't take either one of us. I have a feeling she's kicking me out the second I turn eighteen."

"Then you'll just have to come live with us." Mrs. Smith said.

"Mom, you never told me what my real surname was before I was adopted." Maggie said.

"That's because no one knew. I'm sure if they did then you two would have found each other ages ago." Mrs. Smith replied.

"It's Bruce." Annie said.

"Maggie Bruce," Maggie whispered, "I like that."

Annie and Maggie spent the next two weeks getting to know each other, as well as their new friends. Mr. and Mrs. Smith, as well as Aunt Agnes met with some people from the ministry about Annie and Maggie's living arrangement. Aunt Agnes gladly let the Smith's keep Maggie as well as turn the custody of Annie over to them.

Maggie and Annie woke up early on the morning they were to leave for Hogwarts. Their sisters, Allie, Hallie, and Kristy, were going to Hogwarts as well. The oldest Smith girl, Nancy, was already out on her own, Elsie and Emily both had secretary jobs at the ministry, Allie was a fifth year, Hallie a third year, and Kristy was a first year.

The weather was perfect on the way to Hogwarts, so there was a beautiful view of the land. Once the arrived at Hogwarts Maggie, Annie, Allie, Hallie, and Kristy went to the castle in the boats like the other first years. Maggie and Annie were naturally chosen by the sorting hat to be in Gryffindor house, and the other three Smith girls were chosen to be in Ravenclaw.

"This year the faculty and I have come up with a series of events for the houses to engage in friendly competition and bonding, but not everyone is required to participate. The first event will be on Halloween. We will have a carnival held, and Hagrid will hold hayrides through certain safe parts of the forbidden forest, followed by a costume dance at seven o'clock that night." Dumbledore said before the plates magically filled with food.

The next morning Annie woke Maggie up by pushing her out of bed. Maggie groaned and stood up glaring Annie in the eye. It was that time of the month for Maggie, and she never did handle PMS very well.

"I'm up." She growled.

"You're also not a morning person." Annie said, whipping her hair around and walking into the washroom. Maggie grabbed an outfit and her toiletries and followed her sister into the washroom. Having a twin was great, but she always hoped for a twin that was exactly like her, and not exactly like Hermione (not that there was anything wrong with Hermione).

After Maggie took a long and happy shower she used a spell to dry her long hair and put on her uniform. She walked out of the washroom expecting to see Hermione and Annie waiting for her so they could walk to the great hall together, as they planned the night before, but the room was deserted.

Sighing, she walked out of the dormitory and down the stairs, meeting Ron and Harry along the way.

"Morning guys." Maggie smiled.

"Good morning." Harry grunted.

"Morning." Ron yawned.

Harry looked around and asked, "Where are Annie and Hermione."

"They left without us." Maggie muttered, her forced cheeriness now gone. She walked through the portrait hole and made her way to the great hall followed by Harry and Ron.

"But I thought we were going to meet and all go together." Harry said.

"What time does breakfast end?" Maggie asked. Harry thought she ignored his comment and asked, "I beg your pardon?"

"Just answer my question, and I'm almost positive I'll answer yours. What time does breakfast end?" Maggie continued.

"It ends in twenty minutes." Harry finally answered.

"Exactly. Seeing as how Annie and Hermione are freakishly similar in their punctuality and behavior they more than likely wanted to make sure they were fed and ready for their first day of classes on their first say of their seventh year. Therefore, ditching their friends, and newfound twin sister to maintain a perfect record, or rather, prefect record."

"Hey I'm a prefect." Ron said, taking offense.

"Congratulations, I'll send you card."

"What?" Her sarcasm obviously flying over his head.

"Never mind." She sighed angrily.

"Are you feeling alright?" Harry asked.

"I'm ok, I'm just a bit overwhelmed at the moment. First I have to move to a foreign country my seventh year of school, and then I find out that I have a long lost twin sister who would rather spend time with her new best friend then me, and I'm dealing with other personal issues that I don't think would interest the two of you. You know what? I'm making a big deal out of this. Just forget I ever said anything."

"Annie's more like you then you think."

"Really? How?"

"Her mannerisms, and she comes up with the same ideas and comments as you. If one of you says something, I can tell that the other is thinking it."

"He's right you know. You two have that freaky twin thing going on. Fred and George have it too; trust me they've used it again me hundreds of times." Ron said.

"Yeah, Emily and Elsie use it on me too." Maggie complained.

"Just tell her how you feel." Harry suggested.

"No, it's ok. We have the rest of our lives to spend with each other after Hogwarts. I've been waiting seventeen years. What's a few more months?" She said, walking into the great hall and heading towards the Gryffindor table, "On a lighter subject, who's looking forward to the Halloween carnival Dumbledore mentioned last night?" She sat down next to Annie and started pilling eggs onto her plate.

"Oh I am! It's going to be loads of fun! I just hope it doesn't take away from studying." Hermione said.

"We haven't even gotten our schedules yet and you're already talking about studying?" Ron said, shaking his head.

"Actually, we already did," She handed Harry and Ron their schedules, and Annie handed Maggie Maggie's schedule, "McGonagall came by ten minutes ago."

"Thanks," Harry, Ron, and Maggie muttered dumbfounded.

"We have Care of Magical Creatures first." Hermione said.

"That'll be a good way to start the year." Annie said optimistically.

"Only if Hagrid doesn't have a lesson that involves a creature that'll blow off our heads." Ron laughed.

The bell signaling that it was time for everyone to go to first class rang, and everyone gathered their things to head for class. Maggie strayed behind, because no one saw her drop a book out of her bad. Her long hair fell into her eyes and she blindly ran after her friends to catch up, and she accidentally ran into someone, causing her to drop her book again.

"Watch it!" The girl squealed.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" Maggie asked kindly, but annoyed that she was being slowed down.

"Oh no, you only ran right into me like an elephant." The girl spat. Maggie noticed the girl was in Slytherin and rolled her eyes.

"It's not like I did it on purpose."

"You better watch your back Gryffindor. Or I'll have Crabbe and Goyle break you in half."

"What's a Crabbe and Goyle?"

The girl pointed at two rather large fellows walking with an attractive blonde who seemed to be smirking at everything in his path. Maggie knew she wouldn't want to get on their bad side, but she didn't want this little pug-faced prat to know that.

"All because I accidentally ran into you?" Maggie didn't think she hit the girl that hard.

"Just stay out of my way!" The girl stormed off, and Maggie picked up her book and stormed to class.

That encounter didn't lighten her mood, and she was late for class. She ignored Annie's lecture on punctuality, because she didn't want Hagrid to think that she was a bad student. She just plopped herself down on a rock at the front of the class and opened her book to follow along with what Hagrid was saying.

"Today we're gonna to learn abou' pitzanats toda'. They're funny creatures that squirt out venom when threatened, but don't worry, wizards and witches are immune to the venom. Who wan's ter be the firs' ter feed one?" Hagrid asked. The Slytherin girl that Maggie encountered early raised Maggie's hand. Maggie was too angry to really notice what the girl had done until Hagrid asked Maggie to step forward.

All of the Slytherins laughed as Maggie angrily stepped forward as Hagrid asked. She did her best to brush her anger aside and act natural. Hagrid handed her some nasty looking mulch that was supposed to be the pitzanat's breakfast. She reached her hand out for the pitzanat to take, and it did gratefully, but it's mouth covered her hand leaving nasty mucusy slime all over Maggie's hand.

To make matters worse, the pitzanat squirted venom on Maggie's hand, and surprisingly her hand started swelling at rapid speed.

"It looks like yer allergic to 'em. Tha's funny. I coulda sworn witche's especially were immune ta their venom. You better get up ter the hospital wing." Hagrid said.

"I'll go with you." Annie said, grabbing her things along with Maggie's. They walked in silence at first, but Annie broke the silence.

"Does it hurt really badly?" She asked.

"I've felt worse." Maggie said. She waited for a moment before asking, "Why didn't you wait for me this morning?"

"I'm sorry, but Hermione and I were so excited, and I thought you were mad at me." Annie explained.

"Why did you think that?"

"You didn't seem too pleased with me when I woke you up."

"That's because you said it yourself: I'm not a morning person. I wasn't mad at you, I'm just grumpy when I first wake up in the morning. I'm always like that. It's also that time of the month."

"Ohhh. Sorry. I just can't get over the fact that I have a twin, but I've always been shy at getting to know people. I sort of was afraid that you resented me for getting to know Aunt Cindy and Uncle Eric. We're very different."

"And we're very much the same. Annie, let's just admit that the both of us have been acting like idiots. Why don't we agree right now to stop being afraid of getting to know each other the way long lost twins should?"

"Good idea. My goodness! Look at your hand! It's the size of a balloon!" Annie said as they walked into the hospital wing. At first Madame Pomfrey shook her head at the girls in disbelief that someone was already in need of her service, but she gasped the second she saw Maggie's hand.

"What happened?" She breathed.

"Apparently I'm allergic to pitzanats." Maggie joked.

"Sit on that bed. I'll be back in a moment." She ran off. Maggie sat down on a bed and Annie sat in the chair next to the bed. Madame Pomfrey came back with a potion and practically poured it down Maggie's throat.

Soon afterwards Maggie's hand started to go back to its normal size. In a matter of seconds her hand was as good as new. By the time Maggie and Annie left the hospital wing it was time for History of Magic.

"Are you alright?" Ron asked, as Maggie and Annie sat down in the classroom.

"I'm fine." Maggie said, smiling at Annie.

Author's Note: Yeah, ok sappy ending I know, but I promise that it will get better in the next chapter. I'll give you just a little preview: Maggie and Annie find out they have something in common which leads to the discovery of a secret from someone in the trio! Also, romance is in the air as the Halloween dance approaches.