The Potter Twins
A/N: Thanks to Sabrinahp88, Eilidh, Amanda (What? Don't you like my other stories? Sniff sniff Hahaha), and JAML for reviewing. Oh yeah, Blaise is a girl in my fic, because until recently, it didn't say if they were a girl or a boy.
Chapter 2 – Back at Hogwarts
"This is a pretty nice place you two own. Not as nice as the Malfoy Manor, but it's still nice," Draco said as Michelle showed him her and Harry's home.
"Yeah, it's small and simple, just perfect for the time being," Michelle said. "Do you want to move in?"
"You mean for after we graduate?" Draco asked.
"For then, and for now. I know you're spending the rest of the summer here, why not make it more permanent?"
"Sure. I doubt Mother would miss me much since she spends most of her time drinking and talking with the house elves, and Father is well, you know, in Azkaban Prison.
"Sorry about that by the way. I know he's in there because of Harry and me," Michelle said.
"He was going to go to Azkaban either way because he was a Death Eater before. So I should be apologizing to you because my father tried to kill you guys so many times. But to tell you the truth, I don't miss him, he was barely around, but you know that from when you two visited me," Draco said.
"Our childhoods were sorta the same. But luckily you knew that you were pureblood. We found after Hagrid came to get us from our filthy Muggle relatives," Michelle said, bringing herself and Draco to where Harry sat in the living room.
"I still don't know why you two like that great big oaf," Draco drawled, sitting on the couch.
"He brought us into the Wizarding World," Harry said, catching onto who they were talking about.
Draco shrugged and stretched out a bit. Michelle sank into the chair that was beside the couch.
"Harry and I will help you pack up your stuff tomorrow," Michelle offered.
"What are we doing tomorrow?" Harry asked.
"Draco's moving in so we have to help him," Michelle said.
"There's no way in hell I'll be helping him tomorrow. He can pack his own shit and bring it here," said Harry as he got up. "Cause you see, I'm in no mood to be helping anyone out."
"Well if you're not going to help him, then I don't feel like helping him out either. Come to think of it Draco, you do have about ten bloody house elves, they could help you," Michelle said coolly.
"Yeah, I do have a lot. Father could afford them, it was probably the only thing he was good for…," Draco mused. "Why did you offer your help and then take it away once Harry decided against it?"
"Because she does what I do, she's hopeless," Harry said.
Michelle shook her head and got up from her chair. before smacking the back of Harry's head. "As much as I love to talk to you idiots, I'm going to go to bed."
"'Night 'Elle," Harry said, going over to their tiny fireplace and watching the flames.
"Good-night Michelle," Draco said.
"'Night boys," Michelle said, leaving the room.
"So Potter, Michelle tells me that you broke up with the Weasel's little sister," Draco said.
"Yeah, she was getting boring," Harry said.
"Mind if I take her then?"
"Go ahead; I don't care about her anymore."
"Great! Well I think I'm going to go off to bed as well," Draco said, getting up. "'Night."
"'Night," Harry said, putting the fire out.
--
"This was a good idea of yours Michelle," Draco said, falling onto his bed. "I mean, now we don't have to worry about getting to King's Cross in the morning because of Harry, or to get our supplies."
"Well since we decided to get our supplies last minute, and we can't just go to the school in the morning, I figured this was a good idea," Michelle said, standing in the doorway.
"You two do know that you could have stayed home. I don't need an escort for everywhere I go," Harry said coldly.
"Not everything we do is about you Potter. The world doesn't revolve around your huge scar," Draco said.
Michelle laughed and Harry just glared at them.
"Whatever. I'm going to go to the pub part of the Leaky Cauldron. See you two in the morning," Harry said, making his way out of Draco's room at the Leaky Cauldron.
"God, that kid is always so grumpy. I'm not even that moody all the time!" Michelle exclaimed.
"That's Potter for you," Draco said.
"I know, he is my bother you know," Michelle snapped.
"Calm down Michelle, I know he's your brother. I also know that he's Seeker and Captain for the Slytherin team, and he's Head Boy."
"Stupid little prat, just soaking in all that glory and fame while I'm stuck being a lousy Keeper, a prefect – no wait, they don't have seventh year prefects – and the sister of the Boy-Who-Defeated-Voldemort. And he used my wand to defeat him too!"
"I know, I was there, remember?"
"You're always there. You're like Harry's little bitch."
"Hey! I'm nobody's bitch; especially not Potter's! I'm just there because I like the action. And if anyone in this room is a bitch, then it's you."
"Of course, and I'm proud of it too," Michelle said, leaving the room to go to hers.
--
"Why am I always the one to have to wake them up?" Michelle mumbled to herself, going into Harry's room. "Wake up now!" She pulled off Harry's blankets, slapped his head and went into Draco's room. Draco was already up and was finishing getting dressed. "At least one of you are up."
Draco laughed. "I'm all packed, how about you?"
"Yeah, plus anything I forget, I can always sneak home."
"Good idea. I'll meet you and Harry downstairs, OK?"
"OK," Michelle agreed, going back to Harry's room. "Good, you're up." Harry glared at his twin as he pulled his shirt over his head. "You packed?"
"Yeah," Harry replied.
"OK, bring your stuff down, that's where Draco and I will be," Michelle said, leaving the room once again.
Harry finished getting changed and grabbed his luggage. Hedwig – his owl – should already be at the school with Cleo – Michelle's owl. He went down the stairs with his luggage and spotted his twin and his best friend.
"Ready?" Michelle asked impatiently.
"Yeah, let's go," Harry replied, reaching them.
--
"I'll leave you two alone, I'm supposed to go to the Heads' compartment," Harry told his twin and his friend when they found an empty compartment.
"OK, go away, get your huge scar head out of here," Draco said.
"You need to come up with some better names for me, Malfoy, cracks about my scar are getting old," Harry said.
Michelle giggled, and Draco just sneered at Harry. "Get out of here Harry." Harry left the compartment and Michelle looked at Draco. "When do you think the two boulders will turn up?"
"Right now," Draco said, pointing to Crabbe and Goyle.
--
"You're the Head Girl?" Harry spat, looking at Hermione who sat in the Heads' compartment.
"Yeah. Why? Are you Head Boy?" Hermione spat back.
"Yeah, I am. Man, I'm going to have to spend most of my time this year with a stupid little Mudblood, great," Harry said.
"Potter, there'll be none of that," Professor McGonagall said, from behind Harry.
"Sorry Professor," Harry said coldly, but McGonagall didn't seem to notice the coldness.
"You two will be have to patrol the grounds at night, you will be sharing living quarters – you will have your rooms, of course, but you must share a common room – the portrait is located on the second floor and the password is Caramilk. The Headmaster or any teacher is able to ask you to do anything for them – like fetching students skipping their detentions. I think that might be it. If I have forgotten anything, I shall contact you two at once," and with that, McGonagall left the carriage.
"Well I'm outta here," Harry said.
"We have to patrol the train though!" Hermione said.
"The Prefects do that."
"Whatever Potter, just go do whatever it is you do."
--
Michelle, Draco, Goyle, and Crabbe were all talking silently when Harry walked into the compartment.
"Guess who the Head Girl is," Harry said, sitting beside his twin.
"Who?" asked Michelle sounding bored.
"Granger."
"Poor you," Draco replied.
"I've actually got a lot of money; between our vault, my job at Honeydukes, and Michelle's job at the Three Broomsticks."
"Stupid Potter. I meant 'poor you' sympathetically because you have to share Head duties with Granger."
Michelle tried to stifle her laughter at how angry Draco was over Harry's remark, but nobody else seemed to think it was that funny. To cover up her laughter, Michelle took out a book that was in her robes' pocket. She then started to read so the others' conversations were drowned out.
--
"Welcome to yet another year of Hogwarts!" Professor Dumbledore exclaimed after the last of the students were sorted. "Rules and such will be covered later. But for now, tuck in."
Food covered the golden plates that sat on top of the houses' tables. Many of the first years were shocked at how the food appeared out of nowhere. Michelle was trying her best to listen to Pansy talk about her summer vacation to Italy while they ate, but Michelle was too busy looking at the red-headed fool at the Gryffindor table. Normally he made her want to puke, but over the summer he – what was the word Michelle wanted? – matured, only in physical appearance though. He was still the stupid, annoying boy her brother denied friendship many years ago when they were coming to Hogwarts. Michelle remembered that day clearly.
--Flashback--
Three boys entered and both Harry and Michelle recognized the middle one at once. It was the boy from Madam Malkin's robe shop. He was looking back between Harry and Michelle with a lot more interest than he'd shown back in Diagon Alley.
"Is it true?" he said. "They're saying all down the train that Harry and Michelle Potter are in this compartment. So it's you two, is it?"
"Yes," said Harry. Michelle was looking at the other boys. Both of them were thickset and looked extremely mean. Standing on either side of the pale boy, they looked like bodyguards.
"Oh, this is Crabbe and Goyle," said the pale boy carelessly noticing where Michelle was looking. "And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
Ron gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigger. Draco Malfoy looked at him,
"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasley's have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford."
He turned back to Harry.
"You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."
He held out his hand to shake Harry's. Harry looked at Michelle and she shrugged. Harry then proceeded to shake Malfoy's hand. Malfoy grinned then shook Michelle's hand as well.
--End of Flashback--
Ron never wanted anything to do with Harry or Michelle after that. He of course helped Harry save Ginny in their second year, but other than that, they just threw insults at each other.
"Michelle, are you even paying attention to me?" Pansy whined, bringing Michelle back to their conversation.
"What were you saying Pansy?" Michelle asked.
Pansy repeated what she said. Down the table a bit, Draco and Harry were talking to Blaise, who was desperately trying to figure out if Harry was single or not.
"So Harry, are you and umm…what was her name?" Blaise asked.
"Ginny?" Harry responded coolly.
"Yeah her. Are you two still going out?"
"No."
"Who are you eyeing as your next girlfriend?" Blaise asked, batting her eyelashes.
Harry glanced at the Gryffindor table quickly. "Nobody yet."
"Can we give it a shot then?"
"Sure, why not?"
Blaise smiled and continued to eat. Draco just rolled his eyes at Harry and shook his head. Harry shrugged his head in response.
A/N: OK, there's sorta more to this chapter, but since it was taking me so long to write, I'll leave it there. I'll add the rest to the third chapter. Please review!!