The Forgotten Twin (Harry Potter Twilight Crossover)

by 9299QuinnWhite

Quinn was never one for big encounters and she often felt left out of her own family. She was a pure-blood Slytherin, but unlike most, she has a twin and her twin is a squib, Bella. Her mother only wanted one daughter and thought it would be better to have the 'normal' one. Her father hardly ever talked to her and she was never home for the holidays until now. Secrets are revealed.

18. Inevitable

As Draco and I are transported back out of the pensive, the only thing I could question was, 'Why would Dumbledore do this?'

Because he's about as evil as Voldemort, but he hides behind others, always blaming someone else. To us, hes about as unwanted as shampoo and conditioner are to Snape.

I almost laugh at this, but then I remember what I'd seen. "Does this mean... Dumbledore is a... bad guy?" I ask, unsure.

"There isn't simply a 'bad' and 'good'. " A silky male voice sounds. "You'd do good to know that, Five." My head snaps to the left, where a comfortable Two, leaned against the wall, arms crossed as his chest moved up and down. He looked rather relaxed.

"Wise words." Draco said, almost bitterly. I wonder why?

Because they're rivels. They used to fight all the time because they both wanted the same thing.

'Which is...?' I push the voice to continue.

A chance to win a young lady's heart. The voice sounded more distant now and I didn't know why. I think I'll leave you now. As it finished it's sentience, it faded completely into nothing

"Yes, yes they are." Two replied, a smug grin plastered across his pale face. "Anyway, its time for me to show you a memory of mine." He pulled out a beautifully dark looking wand. I feel as if I've seen it before, but it feels weird, as if I'd seen it in some distant memory. He pulls the stringy liquid substance from his temple and gracefully places it in the small pensive.

I hesitate to approach the concrete bowl. I've only known this guy for a matter of minutes, what if this is a trap? I don't know what I was expecting, probably the constant annoying voice that usually won't shut up, but it never comes.

"Come on, whats the worst that could happen, Q?" He states in a teasing tone. I don't know why, but his voice is soothing and... familiar?

"I don't know, Zombie chickens, asteroids, the sky is falling?" I ask, my voice relaxed and teasing. A look of surprise coats his features. "What?" Do I have something in my teeth? Oh no how embarrassing.

"Y-you used to say that all the time before..." he trailed off, but I had a pretty good Idea of what he was going to say.

"Well lets go." I say, walking towards the pensive. We both dip our heads in and are pulled from reality to the passed.