The day before the winter holidays approached rapidly. Departing students rushed to pack their things and anticipated their return to their homes and families. Jana'stwin cousins would be joining her and the others at Chateau de Philigrea, the Philigrea family's large lakeside estate in Ireland. Mara and Lara Philigrea were the snobbiest most annoying girls ever known to humankind. "Well, everyone, are you ready to go? Mum's waiting in the Three Broomsticks for us." Jana said impatiently. She was waiting for Hermione and Harry, who were still feverishly packing in the Gryffindor Common Room. Ron was perched by the door, grumbling to himself. "Ron, if you would kindly stop bickering and sulking about maybe this could go faster." Hermione snapped. "Sorry for being the least bit perplexed that Jana invited bloody Malfoy to come along!" he shouted. "MALFOY's coming?" Harry said. "Jana, you never told me that!" "Nor I," said Hermione. "What else have you been keeping from Harry and I?" Jana snorted. "Puh-lease! Weasley found out from Pansy Parkinson-snogging Seamus Finnigan! Not from me!" Harry shut his trunk. "I'm ready. Let's get going." he said. Jana bewitched the trunks to Fortnoy Plaza and the foursome started walking towards the door. As soon as they stepped outside, they saw Draco Malfoy coming down the corridor. "Just in time, Draco, we were just about to leave." Jana said. Malfoy rushed to join them as they began descending the staircase.
As they entered the Three Broomsticks, they saw Mrs. Wren Philigrea sitting at a table drinking Firewhisky. She had six cartons of Butterbeer in a box by her feet. "Hello kids! I am Mrs. Philigrea," the woman said as she stood up with a flourish of her arm. She glanced at Jana. "Janaella, dear, how have you been? Not so much as an owl from you in three months! For all we knew you were dead!" she scolded. "A bit overprotective, isn't she?" whispered Draco to Harry. Harry snorted and Hermione gave him a sharp glare. "I'm fine mummy." Jana said, embarrassed. "These are my friends who'll be staying with us. Hermione, Ron, Draco, Harry, and- wait, where's Neville?" she exclaimed. "Neville went home to his gran." Ron said. "Oh. Well then, no Neville. I will owl him later to make sure he got to his gran's safely." Jana sighed. "You kids will be alone with Lara and Mara for the holidays. Dad and I will be going on a trip to the Alps." Mrs. Philigrea said. "As a matter of fact, we must Floo you to Fortnoy right away!" she shouted. Mrs. Philigrea shoved the case of Butterbeer into Hermione's hands and went over to the extinguished fireplace. They all crouched into it and Jana threw down the powder and shouted clearly, "Fortnoy Plaza, Ireland!" Suddenly they were whorled through the fires and landed on the leather sofas in the den. Two identical blonde girls chattered excitedly in the corner. One looked up and screeched, "Lara! Jana and her friends are here!" The other jumped up and screeched, "And look, Mara! They brought Butterbeer!" The five exchanged glances and all could tell that this winter break would be the strangest one ever.
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