The Parent Trap
A/n: Sorry that this chapter is rather short! If I had continued writing, this chapter would have been sooooo long and I didn't want to have all the fun with it so I am passing the buck over to Ang. Thank you for all the reviews we have received for this story, we love getting feedback. Enjoy this chapter!
Chapter Five: Looking into a Mirror
By Clayre!
Evie Dumbledore stood down from the footstall she had been standing on for the last ten minutes; she was in Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and was getting fitted for her Hogwarts uniform. Aberforth had told her to get her robes fitted while he went off to see a man about a goat and also to get her a cat. Evie had always wanted her own cat, for some reason she had always been drawn to the sleek and resource creatures. Her father had always changed the subject when she mentioned cats so she stopped mentioning it when he was around, Aberforth knew of her love for cats and decided to get her one. He knew that she wouldn't need an owl because Eros was always on hand and there were also the school owls to use if she really needed too. Evie felt a tap on her shoulder and she turned around so see Madam Malkin holding out her new school robes.
"Would you like to try them on here?" asked the witch
"Yes please!" replied Evie, enthusiastically
Madam Malkin smiled and handed the robes on her young customer and then pointed to her the small changing rooms at the very back of the room. Evie dashed towards them, an excited spring in her step.
Abigail pushed open the door to Madam Malkin's and walked nervously in, she wished her mother hadn't suggested that she go alone to get her robes fitted. It had been sometime since she had been in this shop and she had been with her mother then. She looked around and saw two boys standing on footstools, they were being fussed over by their mothers and a measuring tape dancing around them.
"Done already my dear?" came a soft voice from behind her
Abigail whirled around looked at the older woman with surprise. At first she wasn't sure that the witch was talking to her but when the witch started to ask direct questions to her, Abigail realised that she must be mistaking her for someone else.
"Were your robes comfortable?" asked Madam Malkin, who was wondering why the girl who had been so chatty before had suddenly been struck dumb.
"I don't have any robes yet." Abigail replied she shifted her weight on to one foot and then on to the other.
"My dear, I just measured you myself." Madam Malkin continued
"I haven't been measured yet," answered Abigail "you must have me mixed up with someone else."
"Evelyn Dumbledore," said Madam Malkin "are you playing a joke on me? Your just like your father."
"I am Abigail McGonagall." Abigail explained softly "I am starting at Hogwarts this year and I need some robes."
Madam Malkin stood rooted on the spot; she found that words were no longer able to come from her mouth. Abigail's answer had completely shocked the robe maker, she had heard that Albus Dumbledore had twin daughters but she hadn't been certain that the rumour had truth to it. The girls must be identical; they looked alike from the colour of their hair to the small beauty spot just above their upper lip. Madam Malkin wondered if the girl's were aware of the others existence. She didn't know too much about the break up between the greatest wizard and greatest witch of recent times, no one really did. It had been hushed over by all accounts and it was not mentioned anymore.
"Welcome my dear," Madam Malkin finally said as walked to the back of the shop "I did get you confused with someone else, I am dreadfully sorry."
"It's fine!" Abigail answered as she followed the woman towards the back of the shop
"Up you get then." Madam Malkin urged
Abigail stepped on to the footstool while Madam Malkin slipped a long robe over her head and began to pin it to the right length. The witch noted as she pinned the robe, that Abigail seemed to be an inch or two taller than Evie. Abigail remained silent as Madam Malkin quickly pinned and charmed the robes. She quietly observed the busy shop and picked up on people talking about Quidditch and what house they may be in. Abigail knew that her mother had been a Gryffindor as had her father, she hoped to be one as well but she liked her studies so she may end up in Ravenclaw. She didn't really mind what house she was in, well she didn't want to be in Slytherin but any other would do.
"That's you all done my dear!" announced Madam Malkin as she stood up and smiled "Would you like to try on your whole uniform to see how it looks?"
"No thank you," replied Abigail "I am sure it will go altogether nicely. Thank you."
Abigail played for her robes while another witch made up a parcel of all her school uniform. Abigail had her back to the dressing room and didn't see as a girl looking exactly like her bounded out from the curtains and twirled around.
"Oh this is so exciting!" declared Evie as she looked at herself in the mirror "Father will be so proud!"
Abigail turned around to see what was happening and she wasn't prepared to see what she saw. The girl had black hair and blue eyes; she even had a small beauty spot above her upper lip. If Abigail hadn't known better, she would have been sure that she was looking in the mirror. The only give away was that the girl she was staring at was wearing a Hogwarts standard uniform.
"Are you a mirror?" asked Evie who had suddenly stopped twirling and was now looking back at Abigail.
To be continued.