A/N: Hello people of we are proud to announce that the first part of our story has finally been completed.

Disclaimer: Okay you know the drill we don't own it, just the plot and Cordilia and Cleopatra and their parents.

Goodbye Everything Known

It was 3 o'clock Friday afternoon when the flames in the fireplace at 110 Sutherland Drive turned to an emerald green, as a man with white hair, and long blue robes stepped out on to the hearth. He looked around, and seeing no one was there he dusted himself off and took a seat on the cozy red armchair beside the fire.

A short ten minutes later he was interrupted by a ruckus at the front door. Then two voices were heard bickering about bags, keys, and doors.

"Oh, darn, I forgot my keys, and mom and dad are out," someone said.

"You forgot your keys! You never forget your keys! Now what are we going to do?" said a second voice.

"Mom gave you a key to the door to, don't you have it?"

"Well…"

"Please tell me you have your key!"

"I do … but they're in my bag…"

"This could be a problem," said the first voice.

All of a sudden they heard a strong, deep voice from the inside of the house say "Alohamora!" and the door flew open.

"Someone is in our house!" cried the second.

Then from the living room stepped the man from the fire. "Hello Cordilia, Cleopatra. I was wondering when you'd be getting home. Do you know where your parents are?"

"Who are you?" asked the first voice, the voice of Cleopatra Dumbledore. She was about 5'1", had shoulder length straight brown hair, and dark blue eyes.

"And why are you here?" asked the second voice of Cordilia Dumbledore. She was 5'4", had knee length blonde hair that matched perfectly with her vibrant green eyes. Just by looking at their faces, you could tell they were twins.

"I am your great uncle, Albus Dumbledore. I am here to talk to your parents and yourselves."

"They are in Sudbury…." Cordilia started.

"So they won't be back 'til dinner." Cleopatra finished.

Yes it's a cliché but it's true, they do finish each other's sentences. Dumbledore just nodded and sat back down in the armchair by the fireplace as if he came often and that was his chair. Cordelia and Cleopatra looked at each other with very bemused expressions on their faces, and then sped upstairs to put their school supplies away for the summer.

The next thing Dumbledore knew, there was very loud 'music' playing and the two girls came into the room singing at the top of their lungs:

"Schoooooooools out for summer! Schooooooooools out forever! Schools been blown to pieces!…" Then everything went silent. The two girls had suddenly remembered their guest and froze (after turning off the music).

"Ummmmm…ya, ahhhhh…" started Cordilia.

"You see, ummmmm…" added Cleopatra.

"Do what you must," said Dumbledore in an exasperated tone. "But if you don't mind I'd like it if you did so quieter, unless you happen to have a spare pair of earplugs."

"We'll be quieter, I'm sorry If we bothered you, we're usually alone this time of day you see… what's your name again? I forgot," replied Cordilia, amazingly saying the whole sentence herself.

"My name is Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore," he said in a proud tone.

"O-okay, then..." stumbled Cordilia.

"D-do we have t-to call you..." added Cleopatra, half laughing, just like her sister.

"No," stated Dumbledore. "You do not have to refer to me by my entire name."

"Then what do we call you?" asked Cleopatra who was no longer laughing, unlike her sister who had stopped laughing only long enough to realize that she had caught a case of the hiccups, which just made her laugh harder (this time laughing at herself, not at Dumbledore's name).

"You can call me 'Uncle Dumbledore' or 'Professor Dumbledore', which ever you please. But, if your parents decide you may come to the school that I work at... Then you must call me 'Professor Dumbledore'. Does that sound okay to you?"

The girls nodded and proceeded to the kitchen, to make themselves a snack.

"What shall we make today Cleo?" Cordilia asked her sister.

"Let's see, we had peanut butter sandwiches yesterday so how about raspberry sherbert?" Cleo replied. "Lia do you want a red bowl or a green bowl?"

"Green of course!" Lia laughed.

"I should have known you would have said that," Cleo said happily.

"How did you do on your report card?" Lia asked as she got out her report card.

"Let's see," Cleo began as she grabbed her report card. "I got 70's in French no surprise there, and the rest are high 80's and two 90's."

"I got..." started Lia. "Oh my God I got 98 in Science! EEEEEK! Oh and I got 70's in French, English, History and Geography," she stated. "I also got 80's in Health, Art, Drama, Music, Dance, Gym, and Computers. 97 in Math like I expected. Wow I did really good this time! Not like 50's and 60's of last year heheheh."

"Good point, I wonder why that professor guy is here," Cleo asked. "And how he got into our house."

"Ya, and why it looks like our fireplace exploded!" said Lia so seriously that Cleo couldn't help but laugh.

"How the heck could our fireplace explode? It isn't like he came through the fireplace, he's not Santa Claus you know," Cleo giggled. Lia looked like she had just swallowed baby food, with a weird look on her face.

"Are you quite done with that sherbert," asked Lia quickly changing the subject. "Most of its probably melted by now!"

"Ya I'm done, here take it," Cleo gave Lia the sherbert and went to go sit on the kitchen counter beside the sink with hers. "I wonder when mom and dad will be home?" she asked no one in particular.

"They should be home at 4:30 so that's almost an hour still... so," said Lia. "Do you think Professor Dumbledore will tell us why he is here yet?"

"I doubt it," Cleo replied.

The two 13 year old girls finished their snacks in silence, or so one would think. What you probably don't realize is that these two could use telepathy.

"This is strange," Lia thought and turned to face her sister.

"I agree, it's like the Professor just came out of no where, it doesn't make sense," Cleo thought while looking at her sister with a confused expression on her face.

"Mom and dad better be home soon, I want to know what is going on!"

"Me too!"

Suddenly they heard the front door open and their mom calling them from the hall. Their dad walked into the living room and surprisingly enough went up to the professor and shook his hand. The girls walked back into the living room.

"Is it time already Albus?"

"Yes, it is, and the school is waiting for them," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Could someone explain what's going on?" Lia and Cleo asked. Their mother motioned for them to sit on the couch.

"It is time to tell you everything," she began. "When you were born your father and I moved here from England to get away from the war," the girls looked like they were going to interrupt but she continued. "The school that we want to send you to in England... yes we are sending you to England, actually should have contacted us by now but we told them to wait until you were thirteen. The school we want to send you to is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You are witches, your father and I have been living as Muggles for thirteen years and now we think it is time to go back to the Wizarding World."

"You will be leaving for England in the morning, Professor Dumbledore will be taking you and you will be staying at Hogwarts for the next year," their dad said, the girls' parents were smiling from ear to ear.

Lia and Cleo looked at each other and screamed in delight. "This is unbelievable!" Lia thought.

"It's amazing," Cleo thought. "When and what do we pack?"

"Anything you might need for the next year, and as soon as possible would be best," Professor Dumbledore said with a smile. The girls went up to their parents gave them giant hugs and ran up the stairs to pack.

"Oh my gosh! What are we going to pack?" Lia asked worriedly.

"Clothes?" Cleo said with a laugh.

"Well, yah, I guess... but which clothes! And what make-up, and accessories should I bring! Do we have to where school uniforms? What if they're ugly!" Lia stopped suddenly. "I'm going to go ask the professor if we have to where uniforms." Lia ran down the stairs leaving her sister stunned, and astonished at how much she could say in one breath.

"Ok then, calm down," Cleo said to an empty room. She then walked out of the room and back downstairs to find her sister. But before she got all the way down, Lia came running back up and they collided mid-step.

They did not however hit the ground. Dumbledore walked out of the livingroom and with a flick of his wand the girls were frozen in midair. He then made them float up the stairs and on to their beds, he unfroze them and walked back downstairs.

"Well that was uh... ummmmm," Cleo said.

"Yes, definitely ummmmm," Lia agreed. "Oh and yah we do where uniforms, they're, well, wizards robes."

"Robes? Well it could be worse."

"At least they are black so it's not that bad, they could be kinda cool, it's the uniform part underneath that worries me."

Then beside them on the bed appeared to identical stacks of clothes. There was a note attached that read:

Cordilia and Cleopatra,

These are your uniforms, so don't forget to pack them. The inside of the robes and the ties will change colour once your sorted into a house.

Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore

"A house?" Lia said questioningly.

"Je ne sais pas," Cleo replied (A/N: that's I don't know, for all you non french speaking people). Then another note appeared:

P.S. A house is like a family when you are at Hogwarts, though it will not make much of a difference for the two of you. You will have your own dorm and common room. The houses are: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Hufflepuff. You will be sorted into one of the houses as if you were in first year. You will be in the same house for this year and all the years to come. You will sit with your house at meal times and spend your free time in your dorm or house common room.

Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore.

"Well I guess that answers my question," laughed Lia as she started to pack her stuff into one of the big trunks that appeared in the room. "Do you think we can bring CD's to Hogwarts?"

Cleo thought for a moment, "Will they even work there?"

"How should I know? I've never been there!" Lia snapped at her sister.

"Fine, go run and ask him, you know you want to!" Cleo cried exasperatedly. Lia nodded and ran back out of the room.

"Um, excuse me professor, but would our CD's and stereo work at Hogwarts?" she asked Dumbledore timidly.

"No, not likely, but I could bewitch them for you so they would." Dumbledore replied with a smile.

"That would be awesome, could you please?" Lia exclaimed. Dumbledore nodded and followed Lia up the stairs to the girls' room.

"Cleo, Professor Dumbledore says he can bewitch our stuff so it works," Lia cried as she gathered up all their CD's, their stereo and of course their iPods.

Dumbledore mumbled a spell which cause the girls things to momentarily glow blue. "There you go," he chuckled. "I will see you tomorrow, good afternoon."

"Goodbye," Lia and Cleo replied and went back to their packing and other craziness, including random dancing and singing.

By the time everything they needed was packed Lia's trunk was a complete disaster with everything thrown in pell-mell, and Cleo's trunk was very organized with all the books on the bottom and so on and so forth. Both girls closed their trunks and dragged them down the stairs with a whole lot of noise.

"Lia, is this really happening?" Cleo asked her sister.

"Yah, we're going to England... Tomorrow," Lia responded. This short conversation was followed by shrill screams and jumping up and down in a circle.

After they had calmed down and walked back up to their room, Lia went over to their huge blue phone. "I have to call my friends, this is just too insane not to tell them!" She began dialling her friend's phone number but froze mid-dial.

The girls' parents stood at their door with wands in hand. The phone receiver floated out of her hand and back on to the base. "You can't call them, I'm sorry,' their mother said.

"No one can know your witches or where your going, it's too dangerous," their father added with a solemn look.

Lia and Cleo looked at each other. "This sucks!" Lia thought.

"Thank you Miss Obvious," Cleo thought sarcastically. Lia gave her sister an evil look and sighed.

"Okay I understand, but can I at least tell them goodbye?" Lia asked hopefully.

"I'm sorry but no," her mother replied. Their parents walked out of the room and the girls were left to their thoughts and overactive imaginations.

The night went by quickly, and soon it was time to get ready to leave for London.

The house was total chaos the next morning. Lia and Cleo ran around the house making sure all their stuff was packed. Their parents were going crazy making sure the girls had everything and had eaten breakfast, all the normal things parents worry about.

The girls began walking around slowly, and to say goodbye to all of what they had known for so long.

"Goodbye bedroom," Lia said.

"Goodbye bedroom door," Cleo added.

"Goodbye bathroom!"

"Goodbye toilet!"

"Goodbye livingroom!"

"Au revoir fireplace."

"Austa la bye-bye kitchen."

"Bye-bye counter."

"See yah backyard."

"I'll miss you giant maple tree."

"Buh-bye garage."

"Goodbye junk!"

"Mom you forgot the junk in the garage!" Lia hollered.

"I'm coming, I just have to finish the basement," their mother hollered back.

Once everything in the house AND garage was finally packed, the girls and their parents were huddled around a deflated basketball in their backyard. The basketball, they found out was a portkey that would send them to London.

"Later days house!" Lia and Cleo called together as they disappeared into a swirl of colour.

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