The Potter Twins
A/N: Thanks to
Inside My World - why'd you get a new ID thing? You could've just changed the name thing in the settings...haha...anways, you do ballet? Sounds like fun...:D
and
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--Chapter 9--Shocking News
Harry looked at Michelle in shock. "You're g-going out with Weasel?" he stuttered.
"Yes, I am going out with Ron. Do you have a problem with that?" replied Michelle.
"Hell yeah! Why wouldn't I? You're dating my fucking enemy, our enemy, the one we've hated since we came here...ring any bells?"
"Yeah, it does. It rings the bell that tells me it's all false where it concerns me."
"What are you saying 'Elle?"
"I'm saying that you hate Ron, not me. You're the one who turned down his friendship, not me!" yelled Michelle. "Besides, you're dating my enemy, why can't I date yours? Is it because I'm a woman and you're sexist, or what?"
Harry was stunned. How could he defend himself right now? She was right about Hermione though, he knew it. "Umm, I..."
Michelle shook her head as she stood up. "I was right, you have a problem with me and Ron, but not with you and Granger." She started to walk away and looked back over her shoulder. "Oh yeah, and did you know that Malfoy's dating Ginny?"
Harry's jaw dropped as he watched Michelle leave the Slytherin common room. Since when was his best friend going out with his ex-girlfriend?
"Hey mate," Draco said, sitting down in Michelle's empty seat.
Harry glared at Draco before getting up and leaving a confused Draco behind as he left the common room. He really had nothing to say to Draco at the moment.
!#&
Michelle pulled Ron into an empty class room as soon as he walked her way. She pushed Ron against the wall and started to kiss him before he could say anything. Finally though, Ron pulled away.
"Well hello to you too Michelle," he grinned.
"Ooh, first name basis, now, are we?" she replied.
"Don't you want us to be? I mean, you are my girlfriend."
"So what? What if I like the last name thing we have going on? I mean, I liked you the most when I called you Weasel."
"And exactly how long have you liked me?" asked Ron, raising an eyebrow.
"Too long Weasel, now shut up and kiss me," Michelle said, pressing her lips against Ron's again.
--Harry--
Harry was lying on his bed, looking at the canopy of it. He hadn't seen Hermione since breakfast and he was missing her. Of course he would never admit it to himself or to anyone else, but Harry was beginning to fall in love with Hermione. Whenever he didn't see her for long periods of time, he started to feel empty but he would never think of it as love.
"Hey Harry," Hermione said, sitting on Harry's bed, one arm slung over his legs.
"Hey 'Mione," Harry replied, sitting up and kissing Hermione.
They sat there for awhile, kissing and enjoying the other's presence.
"Did you know that my sister and your best friend are dating?" asked Harry when they finally broke apart.
"Yes, Ron informed me of his actions from last night earlier, like right after breakfast," Hermione replied. "I think it's exciting, because neither of them have really seen other people since all those nasty break-ups happened. And who would have thought? Three Slytherin and Gryffindor couples all in the same year, that has to be something."
"Oh yeah, Malfoy and Ginny…I sort of forgot about them. All of this is sort of weird though…to me at least."
"Yeah, it is. I doubt any of us would believe somebody if they told us that this is where we'd be last year."
"I would've believed it because I fancied you then," Harry said, before kissing Hermione again.
!#&
"Happy Christmas Harry," Michelle said, handing Harry his Christmas present, because after all, it was Christmas Day. She was still mad at Harry, but she couldn't deny him his present, they were the only family they had, minus the Dursleys' who didn't matter.
"Thanks 'Elle, Happy Christmas to you too," Harry said, taking the present. "I have one for you too, it's upstairs, hold on, let me get it."
Michelle sat down on the couch and looked around. Hermione soon came down and stared at Michelle. Glaring back, Michelle growled.
"What?" she snapped.
"Oh nothing...I was just looking at Ron's new sex-toy," Hermione smirked.
Michelle leaped out of her seat, reaching in her pocket for her wand. "Excuse me?"
"You know. Ron's just using you for sex, and I know this because I'm his best friend."
"You're one to talk Granger. What do you think Harry's doing with you? As soon as he gets tired of you, you'll be out on the curb like the rest of his trash."
A deep growl escaped Hermione before she jumped at Michelle. Michelle yelled as Hermione pulled her hair, and she kicked Hermione off of her. Michelle's wand fell out of her pocket as she got on top of Hermione and pulled her hair right back. Hermione slapped back to try and get Michelle off of her, but Michelle stayed right where she was. Suddenly though, a pair of arms wrapped themselves around Michelle. Neither girl had heard anyone through their cries and yells.
"Michelle, Hermione, cut this out!" exclaimed Harry, still holding Michelle. "Now if you weren't my sister, I would have let you two continue, but I can't I have the two women I care for fighting each other."
"She started it," spat Michelle, trying to break free of Harry's clutch.
"I don't care who started it, but you will not fight each other again, understand?" asked Harry.
Michelle just pulled herself free of Harry, ignoring his statement. "Can you tell me why I was here in the first place?"
"Christmas present," Harry replied bluntly, handing Michelle a fallen present.
"Oh yes, now I'm going to go and jump off a tower, Happy Christmas, and thanks," Michelle said, turning on her heel and leaving the common room that was for the Heads', but not before she grabbed her wand.
Harry looked at his disheveled Hermione. "What was that all about?"
"Oh nothing important," Hermione said, sitting. "Did I say Happy Christmas to you yet?"
!#&
Over the next few days, Michelle and Hermione couldn't help but contemplate what the other said. Neither of them confronted their boyfriends, nor had they had another confrontation with each other. But that was going to change for Michelle soon; she was determined to find out Ron's intentions.
Ron and Michelle were having a snog fest in Flitwick's classroom, which was about to become more, when Michelle stopped Ron and his roaming hands.
"Ron, stop for a minute please," Michelle pleaded when Ron tried to take her shirt off.
"Mmm...what is it 'Elle?" he asked, kissing her neck.
"Stop it! I'm starting to think that little bug was right about you."
"Oh yeah? And what did that little bug tell you?"
"She told me that you were just using me for sex, is this true?" asked Michelle.
"What? Merlin 'Elle, we haven't had sex since that first time, why would I be using you then?"
"I don't know...I just thought..."
"Well you thought wrong," Ron cut her off as he grabbed her firmly by the arms. "I've fancied you for the past two years and now that I'm with you, I don't want you to break up with me because you think I'm using you, if you still think that way. And I'm with you because you interest me."
Michelle smiled. "I like you too Ron."
Ron kissed Michelle once more before taking her hand and walking out of the classroom.
--Harry--
"So Draco, how are things going with Ginny?" asked Harry to Draco as they walked up the dungeon steps. "She's not cheating on you yet, is she?"
"Fuck no, at least not to my knowledge," replied Draco after a moment's thought. "And she's fine, our relationship's fine."
"That's good, I suppose."
"Yeah...how come you never told me she gave so much away?"
"Didn't think you need to know because I thought you might try to shag her."
"Whatever Potter," Draco said as they walked out onto the snow covered grounds.
"So has 'Elle forgiven you yet? I haven't talked to her since Christmas Day," Harry replied, picking up some snow.
"She did, right after I gave her an emerald ring."
Harry looked at Draco.
"I know I shouldn't have given her that because she's 'dating' Weasley, but I couldn't stand her being mad at me," Draco replied.
Harry threw his snowball at Draco. "I know what you mean. She makes you feel bloody guilty even if you didn't do anything that bad," Harry replied as Draco threw snow at him. "And I've had to deal with that forever. At least she could make the Dursleys' feel guilty after they did something horrible to her. I wish I had that fucking ability after Dudley would beat on me."
Draco laughed but stopped when he saw Michelle talking to Pansy and Blaise by the lake. He smirked and looked at Harry. "Should we throw snow at them?"
"Yes, but make the snowballs follow them," Harry replied, enchanting the snowball he was holding.
Draco nodded, making a pile of snowballs and enchanting them.
At the same time, Harry and Draco threw the snowballs at the girls. One of Harry's hit Michelle in the back of the head. She froze and turned around, like Pansy and Blaise did after they were both hit as well.
"Harry James Potter!" screamed Michelle.
"Hey 'Elle, what's up?" smirked Harry.
"I'm going to kill you!" she yelled, picking up some snow and running after Harry.
Draco laughed as he watched his best friend run away, but his laughter didn't last long because Pansy and Blaise were after him.
Pretty soon, there was a full-blown snowball fight between them all. The girls were the most covered in snow even though they had more on their side, but the guys still had their snowballs that followed people. Harry went to throw a snowball at Michelle from behind a tree, but accidentally hit Hermione who had just come wondering out of the castle. Everyone laughed as Hermione's hand went straight to the side of her head and Harry ran over to her, laughing as well.
"I'm sorry 'Mione, I was aiming for 'Elle," Harry said, brushing the snow from Hermione's hair.
"Yeah, sure you were," Hermione said sarcastically, heading back to the castle.
"Honest 'Mione," Harry said, following Hermione inside.
Michelle shook her head and went to Draco. "He's wound tightly around her little finger."
"I know," replied Draco as they made their way to the school, Blaise and Pansy not far behind.
"I'm sort of worried for him Draco. I mean, no girl has had this effect on him before, not even that Cho Chang chick."
"I know what you mean. He acts different with her around."
"Maybe she's the real deal."
"Michelle, we're still in school. I bet that by the end of school, they'll break up. I mean, she's a mudblood. When you're a pureblood, you don't end up with mudbloods," Draco said, walking down the dungeon steps.
"Yeah, you're right. I worry about him too much," Michelle replied, thinking about how her dad was a pureblood and her mother was a muggleborn.
!#&
The end of January rolled by and Harry was already being pushed by Hermione to revise. And one morning, Harry couldn't take it anymore.
"Harry, can you look over this revise table I made up for you?" asked Hermione once Harry woke up.
"Merlin Hermione, I'm not even dressed yet and you want me to look at a damn table?" asked Harry, clearly frustrated. "If you remind me one more time to revise, I'm going to break up with you, do you understand? Then we'll go back to hating each other."
Hermione looked like she was about to cry as she put down the sheet. "OK, I don't want you to get good NEWT scores, I'm sorry for trying!"
Harry hugged Hermione before kissing her. "Thanks for your concern though, I just don't feel like studying just yet. Exams aren't until June, so chill for a bit 'Mione."
--Michelle--
Michelle ran to the girls' bathroom. She needed to throw up, and badly. This was her seventh time that now that week, and Michelle was starting to think that something was wrong with her.
"Michelle, are you alright?" asked Pansy, knocking on the door.
"I'm fine," was Michelle's reply.
"Are you sure?" asked Blaise.
Michelle flushed the toilet and unlocked the door, leaving the bathroom. "I'm sure; I just think I have a stomach virus or something..."
--Harry--
Harry sat at the Slytherin table, loading his plate with breakfast. Crabbe and Goyle sat on either side of him, munching away on food. Draco wasn't anywhere to be seen.
"So Goyle, how do you feel about 'Elle being with Weasley?" asked Harry.
"Uh...it doesn't bother me...err," Goyle replied.
"OK...and how do you feel Crabbe? Not about 'Elle, but about life in general?"
"Fine..." Crabbe said.
"That's good," replied Harry, going back to his breakfast.
Five minutes of silence later, Michelle, Pansy, and Blaise came to sit with the guys; Draco still not there. Harry nodded in greeting to them as they sat.
Michelle only grabbed one piece of toast when a new thought creeped into her head so she took some bacon and sausages as well. With a forced smile on her face, Michelle ate. Harry didn't notice it much though, nobody did.
After they were all done eating, they all stood at the same time.
"We have Double Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts," Michelle stated, slinging her bag on her shoulder.
As the girls left ahead with Crabbe and Goyle, Harry hung back with Michelle.
"Are you OK 'Elle, you look kind of sick," he said as he walked beside Michelle.
"I'm just fine, just a bit tired, that's all," Michelle said, walking on.
Harry frowned as he walked with Michelle. He knew something was up, but he couldn't get it from her unless she wanted him to know, Harry knew that much. As they made their way into Professor Lupin's class room, Harry couldn't shake the vibe he was getting from Michelle.
"Good morning class," Lupin said when everyone was seated in his or hers desk. "Today we will be going over - yes Ms. Potter?"
Michelle put her hand down. "Can I please go see Madam Pomfrey, I don't feel too good."
"You do look a bit green, alright, take your things with you," Lupin said.
Michelle nodded, gathered her books and rushed out of his class. Harry watched her before turning to Pansy and Blaise.
"Do you know what's up with her?" he asked.
Pansy shook her head. "No, we don't Harry, sorry."
!#&
When Michelle finally returned to class, she wouldn't answer Harry's questions. She would only tell him that she was fine. And that was all she'd tell anyone who asked. After classes ended and supper was over, Harry, Draco, and Michelle sat in the common room like old times.
"So 'Elle, are you going to tell us what's up?" asked Harry out of the blue.
"No," Michelle said, not looking up from her parchment.
"Come on Michelle, I'm your brother, I deserve to know what's wrong?"
"And I deserve to know as your best friend," Draco added.
Michelle fidgeted in her seat and slowly looked up. Now wasn't really the time to tell them her news, but they were going to need to know what she was hiding sooner or later.
"You can't tell anyone," Michelle finally said. "And I mean no one. Do you both promise me?"
Harry looked at Draco who nodded. "Of course 'Elle, so what's up?"
Michelle sighed. Taking in a deep breath, she said, "Harry, Draco, I am about four weeks pregnant."
A/N: There we go...sorry for the cliffie, I really am, but you wanted a new chappie up, didn't you all? Haha, now review please!!