Well here's chapter 6. I can't remember if Kitty and I actually finished it, but it seemed finished. Sorry it's taking so long to update, I can't do it from school anymore if I don't have the chapter on my flashdrive. Anyways sorry it's so short too. Hopefully the next chapters will appear soon!
"Don't forget to write!" Their father mock-sobbed as Annie waved obnoxiously.
"Daily," Andrea added firmly, arms crossed.
"We won't possibly," Lydia protested.
"Have enough time!" Katharine cried.
"She's 'joking,'" Michel patted the two on their heads, "Let's get you back to your compartment since the train's about to take off."
They walked towards the train and Lydia noted the Gryffindor colors coating the train and clearly revealing the maker's bias. Katharine's eyes widened at the sudden puff of smoke and wondered if the only reason it could run was the use of bio-diesel fuel in the magic-imbued environment. Lydia scoffed aloud and Katharine glared at her twin briefly.
The two had noticed in Diagon Alley that their usual ability to "notice" one another was boosted by the ambient magic to the point of nearly sharing thoughts- to tell the truth it was more irritating than helpful.
Waving off their parents from the window, the two settled in for a long trip. They'd already changed into their robes before arriving at the Platform, so there was nothing to do except read and hope someone else wanted to sit with them. It was hard to read with the words' meanings sort of echoing around between the two of them.
Someone fell into the compartment with a creative curse.
"Are you alright!" Katharine jumped up to help him off the floor.
Lydia glanced up, "Oh. Hey. Do we know you?"
Katharine rolled her eyes, "Not yet."
"Firsties," The older boy scowled, seeing their unadorned robes.
"Yes, you got a problem with that?" Lydia put in a bookmark and slammed the book shut so she could get to her feet.
He sneered, contorting his already less-than-pleasant face, "You should watch who you threat-"
"We're not threatening you!' Katharine put in hastily, eyes wide, "She's just- curious…?"
"Well, actually-"
"Shut up, Lydia."
The teen with the Slytherin crest eyed them irritably, "Identical…" He spoke it like a curse.
"Not completely," Katharine corrected blandly.
"Not-" The taller of them started, then held up a finger when Lydia tried to talk, reiterating, "Not important."
"So…" Lydia clasped her hands behind her back, "Is it important why you fell into our compartment?"
The unpleasant teenager flushed, "No."
"That's nice, I didn't really care. I'm Lydia," She jerked a thumb at herself, "Who are you?"
"I'm Katharine!" Katharine piped up.
"So nice to meet you. I'm Flint. Hopefully you won't be in Slytherin," that said, he shook Katharine off his arm and stormed out of the compartment.
"It was a pleasure!" Katharine called after him.
"Shut up, Katharine," Lydia groused, re-opening her book and sitting down.
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