Isla stood with her foster brothers and stared at the big scarlet steam train that was waiting at the platform. Charlie was in his seventh and final year; Percy was in his third year. Fred and George were going into their first-year like she was. She and the twins had become close friends and she was in on many of the pranks that they pulled. She was interrupted from her staring by hands landing on her shoulders. She turned and stared at the twin that she hadn't seen since she was eight.
"Julian," she threw her arms around his neck and his came around her.
"Hey Shrimp, how have you been?" he asked, ignoring the looks of curiosity that he was receiving from her foster brothers.
"Alright. You?"
"Can't complain. Do you know if Aiden is coming to Hogwarts?"
"Yeah, in two years. Do you think she'll remember us?"
"I should think so, she was adopted at the same time as me, so she was six. I'll see you later," he gave her another hug and walked off. She turned to see that the four Weasleys were staring at her.
"What?"
"He looks like he belongs in Slytherin," Charlie said and Isla sighed. "How do you know him?"
"He's my twin brother. We also have a little sister who is Ron's age," she shrugged and followed the boys onto the train. She hoped that she and Julian weren't put in the two houses that were arch-enemies.
"Adams, Thomas!" "HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Black, Islana!" there were a few murmurs as Isla went up. She sat on the stool and the hat was placed on her head.
"Hmm… intelligent, no doubt about that… loyal, brave and determined… you could belong in any house but Hufflepuff… you would do well in Ravenclaw, except for that sarcastic streak that you have… maybe Slytherin would do for you, but no, I think you belong in…"
"GRYFFINDOR!" she smiled and went to the table that her uncle and two of the Weasleys were sitting at.
"Black, Julian!" she watched her twin go up and knew that he wasn't going to be in Gryffindor. The hat was placed on his head.
"SLYTHERIN!" she met his eyes as he went and sat at his table. And she knew that they would never be the same; that he would conform to being a typical Slytherin. She sighed and looked away from him, back to the sorting. She was happy when she got three roommates and wasn't surprised when the twins got into Gryffindor.
Isla was sitting in the library with Angelina, Alicia and their other roommate, Briana. They were all working on their Potions assignments. Isla was the best at potions, so she was almost finished when the Weasley twins walked into the library and sat down in the chairs opposite her. She ignored them, having had lots of practice at doing so. Unfortunately, the other girls hadn't.
"Why are you staring at her?" Angelina demanded.
"Because they want my help with something," Isla replied, not looking up from her work.
"Yes, and no," George grinned.
"We want to show you something," Fred said. "But we don't want an audience." Isla looked up and sighed. She quickly finished her assignment and put all her stuff away.
"Fine, I'll see you three later," she walked out of the library with the twins and gave each of them a glare.
"Don't be like that."
"You'll understand our reasons when you see what we have," she rolled her eyes and they stopped in an empty classroom that was dark. Fred muttered 'lumos' and she could see again. They pulled out an old bit of parchment and placed it on a desk.
"We got this out of Filch's office."
"It was in a draw labelled 'Confiscated and Highly Dangerous."
"Well, we just had to go in to it."
"Let me guess, he doesn't know?"
"Of course not."
"Now, this is a highly useful piece of parchment," they said together. George touched the tip of his wand to the parchment.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," thin ink lines began to spread like a spiders web from the point that George's wand touched, they joined each other, they criss-crossed, they fanned into every corner of the parchment. Then words began to blossom across the top, great curly green words that proclaimed:
Messrs Moony, Wormtail,
Padfoot and Prongs
Purveyors of Aids to Magical
Mischief-Makers are proud
To present
THE MARAUDERS MAP
It showed every detail of Hogwarts. Isla grinned as she saw that it showed what each person was doing as well.
"This. Is. Brilliant," she said, they grinned at her.
"Just remember to wipe it clean after you use it or whenever someone comes along."
"Or they can read it. You just touch your wand to it and say-"
"Mischief Managed," the map went blank. "You can use it whenever we don't need it."
"Why thank you my good fellows," she said, putting on an impersonation of Percy and giving them a mock bow. They all laughed and walked out of the classroom, to go do whatever they had been doing before.
