Magic  Stuff

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my own characters, in this … whatever you want to call it. J.K. Rowling will not bequeath to us the grandeur of saying that we can identify the Harry Potter inhabitants our personal possessions. Big words !

And I am not to be blamed for my horrible, horrible spelling. And this chapter is if you want to know anything about Connie the main charater.

"Bye, I'm leaving sweeties!" Said our mother she leaned over the bed kissed my forehead then my sister's.

"Bye, mom, love you," I mumbled and the Amity made a similar sound. Then she left. It was seven fifteen, Amity and me were lying in bed I was staring up at the white washed ceiling, and my twin went back into her slumber. We, Marvel, Amity and I moved a month ago in August. For our mother got a promotion making her... an assistant to the Ministry of Magic. Marvel the youngest of us raved and raved about not wanting to lose her friends and everything else. We didn't mind at all moving we had no one that would really miss us. But we moved to a small town in England call Little Winging. There was barley any other wizards for ten miles.

I disliked the town already Amity said it was nice, Marvel was pretending to hate it but as groups of kids walked by she was all ready eyeing which ones were to be her friends and which would be rejected. For instance when we were moving our stuff from the truck into the house I saw every curtain move aside, and pudgy faces replacing them in the windows Marv started to show off. I couldn't wait for school to start hopefully no one would bother us much. I decided to get up and walk around a little maybe catch a bus to somewhere. The thought obliterated as I set one foot on the floor, the air was cold and our bed was the most comfortable thing on earth. Thus I lay on my back staring at the ceiling, and was about to go back to sleep when I heard feet pounding on the hard wood floor outside our door (dude that totally rhymed!).

Marvel swung the door open and yelled, "Get up I want to go somewhere!" That apparently woke Amity for she almost fell off her side of the bed.

"Your thirteen, you can walk around by yourself just take you cell phone with you," I said.

Marvel loves attention and we hate it. She wanted us to come with her incase something went wrong, or she needed someone to make fun of.

"Please, you guys…fine I'll just tell mom then-!"

"Okay, okay, we'll go." She gave a content smile and walked out the door.

I flopped back on my pillow and lay there with my twin.

"Why do we have to go Connie?" Amity whined, and flipped until she faced me. We were mirror twins I was right handed she was left handed, I liked sweet and sour and she liked hot and spicy, but that's as far as differences go. We both have black/brown curly hair, really pale skin, golden eyes, and we both bite our fingernails. Marvel is just the contrary, blonde, mauve eyes; tan skin and long healthy fingernails, we all have gold/green eyes. Our eyes are from our mom, along with the fingernail thing, the black/brown hair, and pale skin is from our father who died when we were three after Marvel was born. I am also half a vampire, receding from my grandmother Oleander. It skipped my mother and Amity going straight to me. It hasn't been bad, my mother got connections to a hospital and blood banks. I only need blood three days a week, I could walk in sunlight although if I stayed out to long I'd get a very bad burn and my eyes are sensitive to it so are Amity's and Marvel's, garlic didn't affect vampires, I had a reflection, even if I didn't I could use Amity, I was naturally pale Amity was so pale from staying in the house all the time, I love silver, but rosemary gives me allergy problems, moving really fast is a fun thing to do, and I age as a normal human, I am seventeen. No body outside my family knows I'm half a vampire, I never told anyone about it. Then again we never had that many friends

"'Cause," Throwing the blankets off and ruffled through the pile of clothes at the bottom of our closet. The rest of our stuff was in suitcases in the kitchen. Tomorrow the lot of us will be going to Hogwarts; I wasn't looking forward to it.

I grabbed gray jeans and a black t-shirt off our floor and slipped my sneakers on. I ran a comb through my hair and sat on the bed waiting for Amity. She was still combing her hair; we had the exact something on. Amity was a dozen times slower than me in the morning we aren't morning people at all but I be just faster. After she finished we stood for a second then headed out the door.

Marvel, was waiting for us in the kitchen tapping her foot with annoyance. She started ranting about how long we take in the mornings. But I ignored her and grabbed a couple of ice cream sandwiches from the freezer for Amity and me Marvel didn't eat breakfast. She impatiently stomped her foot, and produced a muffled yell. Stuffing the ice cream in our pockets we both grabbed Marvel and disapprated (ME: I forgets how to spell disapprate so bear with me) to London. We walked down the few block to Diagon alley and slipped inside. Of course Marvel picked the day that the alley was overly crowed. As Marvel stopped gained her composer and walked out into the throng of people like a movie star, with us as her unenthusiastic groupies. She dragged us into a bookshop, which was really our good luck; we needed books for school still. Marvel mingled and flirted with the occupants of the store while we got our supplies, she made a show to look like she knew her way around, we had only been here once and that was for what ten minutes. After a while we split up, Marvel went to a café, and Amity went into a pet store, I went back into the bookshop.

The shopkeeper left the door open to let in the cool breeze from the streets. It was mostly quite and it was warm the sun concealed behind raining gray clouds. I walked slowly among the bookshelves; looking at almost every book and for fun I picked up dropped books and misplaced ones replacing them in empty shelves. I grabbed Dragon's Bait from a shelf and stayed there for three hours. Amity scrambled up to me.

"I've been looking all over for you!" She huffed, which was a lie because we had a natural sense of where each other is at all times.

"Uh-huh," I said getting up. I paid for the book and headed home with my sisters.

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