A/N: Woot! People like it! They really like it! Alrighty then, I shall post the next chapter. This one really foreshadows the rest of the story, if you can catch the hint. It's quite obvious. This chapter is shorter but was fun to write.
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Harry Potter and the Unknown Twin
TLH-authoress
Chapter 2: The Worst Snake
All of Hogwarts was seated at house tables. At the staff table every seat was filled but one pair of twinkling eyes was not present. Dumbledore had led an attack against the Deatheaters a few days before term and had been injured. He still had not been released from St. Mungo's because he had had a bad side effect to the potions he was taking. Due to his temporary absence, McGonagall had become the new headmistress and Snape took over her position as deputy headmaster. The new Headmistress also announced the Head Girl, Hermione Granger, and Head Boy, Harry Potter.
Vanessa stood in the entrance hall. She was told by the greasy haired git, aka Snape, to wait until she was announced to enter. Please, like I'm going to wait. I'll go when I feel like it. Vanessa put on her best smirk and pushed the doors open.
Everyone turned at the sound and a few gasped. Whispers flew around the hall like hyperactive humming birds. The auburnette rolled her eyes and strode straight past her shocked sister, her heeled boots hitting the stones with a sharp crack. "Vanessa Rose Granger!!!" The Head Girl screamed rising to bar her path.
"Yes? That would be my name. However I see no reason for it to be used in such a tone. I've done nothing wrong." Yet. She added mentally.
"You were told to wait outside."
Vanessa chuckled and shook her head at her sister's daftness. "I do what I want when I feel like it, not what I'm told when I'm told to do it. You should know how I think by now."
"And where is your uniform?"
"I'm wearing it. My uniform from MY school." She wore the same outfit as on the train but she had added an emerald trench vest that ended at her knees and a silver snake choker.
"What about the one that Mum bought you in Diagon Alley?"
"Oh that uniform..." She trailed off refusing to meet her sister's gaze as she stepped around her. "Well, it had an unfortunate accident."
Hermione rounded on her sister. "More like you caused the accident!"
Vanessa gave her sister a hurt look. "I did not! It's not my fault that I showed them to Jayson and his brother, Brandon, while we were around the fire and they fell in. It was a complete accident! I even tried to save them. I tried pouring Brandon's drink on the fire but because it was alcoholic... you can guess." She finished with an innocent smile on her face at refused to reach her eyes that twinkled with mischief.
Hermione looked livid. "Your lying will really piss people off one day, Vanessa. And then it'll get you killed."
Vanessa snarled, shoved past her, and spat out, "Too late, Sis! Your choice in friends has already damned us both!"
Hermione pulled out her wand and pointed it right at her sister's back where her heart was. "Take. That. Back."
"No, I don't think I will. After all, no one can change what has happened in the past. Can they, Hermione?" She turned looking at her angry sister, unafraid and unnerved. Like she couldn't care less if she died and dared her sister to do the deed.
"MS. GRANGER!!!" Headmistress McGonagall yelled.
"What?!?" The two sisters yelled back.
"Ms. Hermione will put her wand away and return to her spot at Gryffindor Table. Now! Ms. Vanessa Granger will now be sorted into her house." Both did as they were told. Vanessa sat on the stool and the Headmistress placed the Sorting Hat on her head.
"Hmm, intellect- like your sister, however you have problems with authority. Then there are these secrets that you keep from all, even yourself. And a hate so strong that sprouted from sorrow. I think it would be best in you were put with family... in GRY-"
"You put me with my sister and I will unravel you, stitch by stitch." She hissed nastily at the Hat.
"I- ah- mean SLYTHERIN!"
The whole hall erupted into shouting. The Slytherins were screaming that they refused to allow a mudblood into their House, Gryffindors- mostly Hermione- were shouting that her sister would never be a snake, and Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were glad that the evil Granger wasn't in their house. Then the staff was shouting for silence.
Vanessa heard these comments and smiled. Ah, chaos… reminds me so much of home. She stood and walked toward the Slytherins. No one let her sit. One boy on Draco's right who was particularly stupid looked at her and sneered. "Go sit with those muggle- lovers, mudblood."
She raised an eyebrow at the boy. "And you are?"
"Vincent Crabbe, Mudblood."
"Oh, Vincent," Vanessa stated as she leaned down and put her hand on the back of his neck. She squeezed hard, so hard that he yelped. "Now, Vincent, either you move your sorry ass somewhere else or I'll introduce you to my good friends Ms. Stone Floor and Mr. Steel- Toed Boot then take your spot anyway. Got me?"
"Yeah," he ground out, teeth gritted from pain.
She let him go after a final squeeze. "Good, now move!" He did and she sat down.
Draco avoided her gaze. She smacked the back of his head just hard enough for it to make him look up. He looked at her. "Next time, Draco, when your friend needs help, HELP them." She smirked and pat his cheek. He pulled away from her.
The whole hall watched how she handled the Slytherins in fear. "She's one nasty snake. She makes Malfoy seem human." Ron said with a shiver.
"She's the worst snake yet!" Harry agreed before tucking in to the dinner that had appeared before them.
A/N: So... What do you think of this chapter? Could you find the hint? Review with your thoughts on what you think the plot is. What will happen next?
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