***Lynn Malfoy***

I closed my eyes as the plane went down. I really hate planes, but my aunt made get on it--plus if I didn't, Zack would call me a baby or sissy or whatever insult that pops up in his head. I think that Aunt Monica thought that a plane was the safest way to arrive in England. Personally, I would have preferred floo powder.

I stepped off the plane and I can say one thing about England--its nothing like California. I then found Draco and his parents. I stretched my hand forward to greet him, but he just stood there. "Draco! Be nice," Draco's dad told him through gritted teeth.

For a second it looked like he was about to hit him with his snake cane. "Yes, Father," Draco mumbled under his breath and I had to strain to hear him.

Draco hesitated but finally extended his hand for the handshake and we shook hands. For a split second, both of our eyes met and we stared at each other. It was like looking into a mirror. Draco's mom put her hand on his shoulder and he turned around." Are you guys ready?" she asked.

"I-I guess," Draco replied.

I would have given anything at that moment to know exactly what he was thinking. I decided to check out Draco's wardrobe choice, and that's when I realized that Draco and I had the same tastes. We both had our hair gelled back and our coats were exactly the same--same color and same brand. Our shirts on the other hand, didn't look alike but we both wore black watches. I followed them into a red Ferrari. I've never ridden in one of those before and could get used to it.

When we got there, we pulled into a huge garage and I got out. I then walked up to the huge mansion that they had. I hate to say this, but I kind of miss my 2 story house."Welcome back, Lynx," Dad told me.

"Um, actually, its Lynn, please," I informed him.

I can't stand being called Lynx. Why is it the bad boys get the best names? (Probably because they have to go through life depending on their good looks and their name) "Well, if you prefer Lynn, then I-I guess I don't mind calling you that. Well, no use just standing out here," dad replied.

He then rang the doorbell and a woman answered the door. I guess she's the maid. There's just something I don't like about Mr. Malfoy. Maybe it's his long blonde hair--or his snake cane he carries around, or just maybe the way he talks. Whatever it is, I'm just not used to it. "Oh, Lynx! I haven't seen you in years!" the maid said as soon as she saw me.

Okay, I'm going to explode! "Um, would you mind not calling me that? I prefer Lynn," I told her, on the verge of screaming.

Out the corner of my eye, I saw Draco snickering. He was probably getting a big kick out of this! " Oh, darling I am so sorry, really. Come on in," she apologized as I came in.

I don't like being called darling either, oh well. I won't say anything to her as long as she doesn't call me Lynx. " So, uh, Lynn would you like to share a room with your brother? I mean, since you haven't seen him in a long time you might want to get to know him more, or would you like your own room?" my dad asked.

I thought about that. Did I really want to share a room with my long lost brother? " Well, I want my own room," I told him.

"Yes!" I heard Draco say to himself.

" Okay, then in two weeks you will be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with Draco. I've already informed Dumbledore, the Headmaster," he informed me.

I couldn't help but notice that he said Dumbledore as if it were a nasty word. Oh well, I still can't wait to start school.

***Draco Malfoy***

I woke up and found myself on the floor. I was tangled up in my blankets. Man! I thought I only fell out of bed at Hogwarts--and their beds are not near as comfortable as these here are at my manor. I glanced at the clock. It said it was 1:00 in the morning.

I'm never going to get back to sleep! I took a deep sigh and tried to untangle myself from the blankets. I got back in bed and tried to get back to sleep. Have you ever had a night like this? Lynn is probably having a better night, or should I say, Lynx! At least he wants his own room--the last thing I want to do is share a room with my twin. Especially when there are about 16 rooms that are mine. Make that 17. I have 12 rooms for each month, four rooms for my feelings (angry, bored, excited, and happy), and one guestroom. Right now, I was in my bored room for some strange reason. I'm not even bored right now.

Finally! After waking up every hour, it was finally time to get up. I walked downstairs and Lynn was already down there. " Morning, Draco! Ready to go and get school supplies? I just got a letter of what we need!" he told me happily.

Oh, great! He's a morning person--I think. Anyway, I just got up from a bad night. " Well, not really," I told him grumpily.

" Draco! Come on!" he complained.

" Well, I don't want to be caught with my friends, enemies, or ANYONE with you!' I half-screamed at him.

"Fine," Lynn said weakly.

He then turned to where he was facing the opposite way of me. I don't know why but that made me feel bad so I decided to give in. "Fine, you win--I'll help you get school supplies. Let go and get dad!" I told him.

The first place we went was to get Lynn a wand--no one I knew would go in there. " I'll meet you guys later," my dad told me.

We then both stepped inside the wand shop. The first wand Lynn tried wasn't right and the second one Lynn tried was the right one. " How strange," said Mr. Ollivander. " This wand has the same unicorn tail hair as your brothers!"

"So?" I asked.

" Well, siblings don't usually own wands that are brothers!" he replied.

Great! Now my wand has a long lost twin too! Could this summer get any worse? We then left the wand shop and got the rest of our supplies. Luckily, I didn't see anyone I knew--not even Potter.

After we were done shopping, we decided to swing by the coffee shop. " All right," I said. " We are in here for coffee and then we are leaving, okay?"

"Fine," Lynn answered.

I think that is his favorite word. I then saw--oh no! Please not him! Anyone but him! It was Potter in blood and flesh. Just my luck he was headed my way. I then ducked under a table to hide. There is no way he is going to find out that I have a twin--no way!

It's a good thing that Lynn gels his hair back like me--I can't be seen by Potter with my hair all messy. Just then, I noticed that Lynn bumped into Potter. ' Don't blow it Lynn' I thought.

***Lynn***

I was walking through the shop to the counter when I noticed Draco leave my side. What is up with him? Just then, I bumped into a boy with messy, black hair. We both were knocked off our feet. " Oh, I am so sorry! Are you okay?" I asked.

" Malfoy!" he growled.

I got to my feet. "I'm sorry!" I repeated.

" You are NOT! What do you want anyway?" the boy asked, still on the ground.

I held out my hand. " Need help getting up?" I asked.

" NO!" the boy said, even more rudely by the minute.

He was acting as if I was going to harm him. " Are you okay?" I asked trying my best not to lose my temper.

" What's it to you? Like you care!" he told me, giving me the death look.

" I care! And I really mean I'm sorry too," I told him.

" Malfoy, shut up! And stop acting nice--you're scaring everybody," he told me.

Well, being nice really paid off that time didn't it? NOT! The rude boy then walked off and I began my search for Draco. All of a sudden, I felt somebody pull me under the table. " OW!" I complained.

I then faced--Draco. " What were you thinking?" he half-yelled at me.

Man! He must have woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. He gets mad at you for nothing. "What do you mean?" I questioned.

"NEVER--EVER be nice to P-him. He hates me---and he will hate you too, you got me?" he told me.

" Yes, sir! I can tell he hates me by the way he talked to me," I told him.

" Yeah, whatever, lets get out of her," he replied.