Chapter 1: Unpleasant Surprises

If my life had a theme song, it would be some old, dusty, cast off of some old, dusty musician. I would repeat the same note, and the same beat, and it would be so monotonous that anyone within 40 feet would want to end it all right then and there. Joyful isn't it?

Sadly that is how my life is, same routine, day after day. Even Josh coming home from Durmstrang didn't do anything, since Tim and Adam came and took him to the Malfoy's with them.

What do they do over there? I mean, they spend days at a time there, and when they do come home, they are exhausted, and don't talk about it.

Come to think about it, I can't remember the last time I left the house during vacations, besides to go to parties. Since the start of vacations, I've been to the Zabini's, the Goyle's, and the Parkinson's. Each and every time, I've been stuck sitting with the adults, while all the other under-twenty-one people got to go off.

I can understand some of my mom's logic. I bet I can name at least one game they are playing that shouldn't be played with adults in the room. But still! This isolation from those who are within a decade of my age, can't be good for my ego. Even though I would probably be ignored.

I guess the sorting hat has some trigger in it, that makes it separate siblings. So when my brother and I were originally sorted to Hogwarts, and I was sorted into Slytherin, my brother was sorted into Raveclaw. Anyone who has met us, would have thought someone had mixed up our names, because Josh is sneaky, and all slytherin-y and I am a total nerd.

So my housemates have shunned me for most of my 3 years. The sad part, is that I share a room with four of them, and have only been spoken to once: When Madison Griggs told me I would have to move, because she wanted my bed. That was at the start of our second year.

Wow. I am such a loser.

So, I've been stuck to suffer through the parties and my whirlwind mother alone. This should seriously be considered child abuse. I don't think I'll be able to live through another two months of this! Most people have friends over during the summer, and are allowed to go to Diagon Alley to hang out, while my mother, (who never usually cares) says I could get hurt and won't let me go, even though I probably would stand around the bookstore reading.

Sometimes I wonder if my mother was ever a teenager, and then I remember, she never grew up.

Great! I have a 40-year-old teenage mother!

AH! I can't stand this anymore! I have got to get out of here!

I am so going to take a nap; maybe the time will go by faster. By the time I get to the fourth floor, (where my room is) I will be exhausted anyways.

Oh. My. God.

As I was walking to my room to take my time-killing nap, Adam, Tim, Josh, and some blond guy ran in through the front door, stormed past me on the stairs to the third landing, and ran into Josh's room.

Finally something happens! Sadly, I don't get to be a part of it. I tried sneaking in, and the blonde guy jinxed me so I couldn't walk, carried me the nearest room, (which happened to be Josh's) dropped me in, and charmed the door shut.

Ugh. Why does it seem that everyone is out to make my summer the most boring it can be.

Wow. I've never been in Josh's sitting room. Man, he has a lot of junk in here, and I thought he was the neat one!

Oh well, at least I can take my nap now. Or, I can read this creepy book that has no words, but instead pictures, of me

That's creepy.

You never realize how strange your life is, until you see it from other people's eyes. Come to think of it, I was one ugly baby, and my mom dressed me in the most ugly outfits, all frilly, wow she must have been just as psychologically instable then as she is now. No wonder Dad left.

Oh crap! Someone's coming!

Most people, when caught doing something they're not supposed to, act naturally, I on the other hand immediately throw whatever I'm not supposed to be touching. So when Josh walked in I immediately threw the book at him, but I hit the blond guy who had walked in behind him. Very clever huh?

"Janessa Tiffanie Williams, what are you doing….?" Josh screeched

Oh boy, when Josh goes on a rant, there are only two things that can stop him: Masking tape, and physical violence.

Since I'm about 3 inches shorter than him, and we never use tape, I'm out of luck.

Or so I thought: The blond guy sneered and flicked his wand at Josh, so he was silenced.

"When you are done yelling like a bohemian brute, will you tell me exactly who this little sneak is?

My brother in turn and tried to yell, but no sound came out. He wrapped his hands around his neck, and turned beat red. He charged at the blond, who promptly put a leg-locker jinx on him.

The blonde's face pulled a very familiar sneered, and turned to me. " Since he is incapable of calming down," He glared at Josh, who was slowly beginning to crawl towards us, dragging his legs behind him. " I guess you will have to tell me yourself who you are." He finished with another sneer, but this time I knew where I had seen it!

" Yyyyyou're aaaa Malfoy?" I managed to stutter out.

"Yes, I am one of the handful of people who can claim to be a Malfoy. Now that we've cleared that up: who are you?"

"Me?"

"Yes, you" He said, getting impatient.

"I'm Janessa, Josh's twin"

"Paternal!" Josh managed to grunt as the Malfoy's silencing spell started to wear off.

" This," the Malfoy sneered " is your twin?"

"Whaaaat?" I asked a little confused at why it was so hard to believe " I mean, we don't look alike, and maybe we have different approaches to most things…" I started to babble.

I looked, and saw Malfoy doubled over laughing, and my brother, who had regained use of his legs, was punching him on the back.

"Your sister is the…" that laughing twit managed to gasp out, before my brother went crazy, started punching him like there was tomorrow.

"Do you really want to finish that sentence? Josh said while punching the crap out of Malfoy.

"Can we break it up…. Please?" I squeaked, trying to pull Josh off Malfoy. " please?"

"Little twit" my brother finally said, while letting me pull him away.

"Now that we all know I'm Josh's sister, and a disappointment to the world, who the hell are you?" I said, while glaring at the Malfoy who was regaining his posture.

"I am, Draco Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy fortune, and of higher status than you two weaklings." He said, with a smirk.

Gawd, this guy thinks he is soooo great! Man, and what is with the smirk? It looks like two little pixies are pulling his lip up. I thought to myself.

"Nessa,…", Adam said as him and Tim stalked through the door. "why are you in here"

"Yeah, rosebud, why?" Tim continued.

"I uh… kinda uhhm, got…uh" I said trying to formulate a lie without leaving any openings for Malfoy to kill it.

"She got caught sneaking around, so I shoved her in here." Said that little blonde twit.

" I was going to my room!"

"Uh, Nessa, you room is up one landing." Said a confused Adam.

" When you guys went storming up the stair, I uh got confused, and thought you were running into my room, and I wanted to…. catch you in the action of messing with my stuff, so I crept up and snuck up on you!" I lied Hah! That's airtight!

"Again with the lying rosebud?" said Tim holding back laughter

"Whaat? I'm not lying!" I countered. " I was seriously trying to get to my room!"

"You do realize, that the fourth, second and first floor walls are colored to a green and silver palette, while the third floor is blue and bronze?" Tim said cautiously.

"Yah, duh, I've lived here all my life, of course I know that!"

"You obviously aren't very bright for a nerd." smirked Malfoy

"Whaaat? Anyone care to explain?" I said exasperatedly "I don't get it!"

"If you knew what the hallway colors were, you wouldn't have confused the 3rd and 4th landings." Said Tim slowly.

"Uuuuuuuhhhhmm." I started

"Just stop now Janny, before you get in any more trouble." Josh said, with a frown.

"Jo-jo!" I whined. "Let me explain"

"Janny? Jo-jo? Aw, sibling love!"

"Shut up Malfoy!" I yelled before storming up the last flight of stairs.