"What the hell?" he yelled. Violet sat up and rubbed her eye as if she had been asleep the whole time.
"sh!" she said. "You'll wake the children."
The girls sat up and looked into the nice cool house. Snape was sitting in the house, talking with Lucious Malfoy. They were both drinking large glasses of sparkling water. Violet banged against the window, and Snape looked up annoyed.
"One minute," he mouthed. Violet crossed her arms across her chest and put her back to the window. It seemed like more of an hour than a minute until Snape finally came outside.
"What do you want?" he snapped.
"We want to play kickball!" Evangeline smiled and tied a piece of hair back into her long ponytail.
"Kickball?" he asked, confused.
"It's where you try and hurt other people by kicking the ball at them, then while they're distacted, you run the bases."
"Normal people aim for the faces," Evangeline explained.
"But we aim for much lower," Violet grinned. Snape's face twisted.
"Fine, come back inside," he said. The girls cheered and fought into the doorway, then plopped down on the cool couch.
"If you do ANYTHING bad, your sleeping in the dog house tonight."
"Is that an expression?" Evangeline asked to be annyoing. "Or are you going to buy us dog houses and make us sleep in them?"
"Yeah Sevvey," said Violet. "You wouldn't make us two innocent, sweet girls sleep outside in the hot, cruel world now would you?"
"Actually I might," he snapped.
"You don't love us?" Evangeline asked tears coming to her eyes.
"Girls, I know that trick."
"Dude, you've gotten sharper over the Summer! I think I like the old Sevvey better," she said poking him in the arm.
"If you girls don't quit," he threatened between gritted teeth. They sighed.
"Yes, I know the the all girl's magic school in Russia," said Violet shivering. "We'll go to our rooms."
"Good. And no more bloody, violent computer games."
"Aww!" the girls chorused. Snape gave them one of his cold dark looks.
"Fine," said Evangeline. "We'll go watch educational videos." The girls burst into laughter.
"Sleepy Hallow it is then?" Violet asked holding out her elbow.
"Sleepy Hallow it is!" Evangeline agreed. They linked arms then skipped off into their room.
"Why me?" Snape asked.
"Hey Evangline, you ever wonder where Snape goes?" Violet asked staring at the front door, waiting for him to come back.
"Maybe something to do with potions," Evangeline suggested. "Or multiple interviews for his Dark Arts job at Hogwarts?"
"Doesn't seem likely," said Violet. "I'm sure it would just be one then done."
The front door suddenly burst open.
"Snape!" the girls cheered and ran over towards him.
"Not now," he said with alarm in his voice. "This isn't the right time."
He ran to his room and the girls followed. He poured many of his possesions into his black bag then faced the girls.
"You're going to get to know Draco Malfoy a little bit better," he said.
"Eh?" asked Violet. "I mean he's amazing and all but... why?"
"I have - bussiness to take care of," he said slowly. "Lucius is coming over shortly to take you to the Manor. Please girls, behave yourself."
"Will do!" said Evangeline.
"But why are you leaving?" Violet nagged.
"That's none of your bussiness!" said Snape growing angry. The girls silenced themselves.
"I hope not to hear any complaints," he said reaching for the front door. He cast a quick glance at the girls then disapeared into the darkness.
"He can't just leave and not tell us anything!" Violet cried.
"Maybe we can snoop through his room and find some clues," Evangeline suggested always happy to go snoop through another's stuff.
"He might have taken the clues with him," Violet started. "But it doesn't hurt to try."
The girls looked among the few items remaining in Snape's room, but found nothing to his mysterious departure. The doorbell rang then the door opened slowly making it creak.
"Girls?" a voice called.
"Shit, that's probably Lucius!" Violet whispered. "Under the bed!" They heard footsteps throughout the house then a long blonde headed man popped his head beneath the bed.
"Severus warned me you girls would hide," he said. The girls crawled out from beneath the bed.
"You know Evangeline, we are just becoming way too predictable," said Violet. "This is not good."
"Not good at all!" Evangeline agreed.
So, Evangeline and Violet smirked, crossed their arms and made their hair change to a dark purple. Violet, to be exact. They changed their purple eyes to ice blue and continued grinning at Lucius.
"Freaks!" Lucius declared, grabbed the back of the girl's shirts and Apparated. The girls had done this method of transportation many times with Snape, so the squeezing and suffocating didn't bother them in the slightest.
They popped into a sumptuously decorated house with a magnificent carpet. The house was decorated with ornate and gilded furnishings. A women with straight white blonde and blue eyes was pulling a pan out of a huge beautiful dark wooden kitchen.
"Hello!" she smiled. "You must be the two girls Lucius mentioned... Evangeline and Violet?"
"Yes ma'am!" smiled Evangeline. Violet studied her closer.
"Well," she said. "We know where Draco gets his good looks from."
"Excuse me?" asked Draco's voice. The girls spun around and saw Draco, his eyes widened in confusion. His white blonde hair was slicked back, and he was wearing a green shirt and jeans.
"Draco!" the girls cheered and were about to tackle him in a hug, but Lucius got in the way.
"Do you mind moving real fast?" Violet asked, looking up at him with huge pleading eyes.
"No, you two will stay AWAY from my son." Lucius growled.
"Excuse me?" Evangeline asked in her sweetest voice. "I'm sorry, but I don't recall what we did wrong Mr. Malfoy."
Draco opened his mouth wide.
"What?" he said. "Since when did- oh wait, you ARE the good one, aren't you? The other one is the twin you have to look out for."
"Aww, thank you, Draco!" said Violet. "I take that as a compliment!"
Everyone stared at her with a confused look on their faces.
"Didn't you guys learn manners?" she grumbled. "It's rude to stare!"
"I heard you two helped that Potter boy," said Lucius walking in circles around the two girls. "That seems like a very un-Slytherin like thing to do."
Violet gritted her teeth and tried to tackle Lucius, but Evangeline held her back.
"Don't fall to his level," she whispered. "You're better than that remember?" Violet relaxed uncomfortably.
"You'll spend the rest of your summer up in the guest bedroom," he said. "You will not be down here reeking havoc apon my family.
"Does that mean we can't celebrate our birthdays tomorrow?" Evangline questioned.
"Excuse me?"
"Birthday? You know the time when you celebrate getting older? The day you were born into the world-"
"I know what a birthday is!" Lucius said angrily. "I just can't believe Severus didn't mention it! But anyway, it doesn't matter. You will not be celebrating your b-"
"Oh, Lucius!" cried Narcissa. "You're being mean to the poor girls!" she walked over and wrapped them in a hug. "We let Draco celebrate his birthday," she said simply. "So why not theirs?"
"Yeah, why not?" violet challenged.
"Because they're the Slytherin rejects!" Draco whined.
Violet debated asking if she could punch his face in, but decided not to since it was his mother she was asking.
"Would you have left the poor Potter boy without going to get help to die?"
"Most likely," Draco admitted. She sighed.
"I worry about you two," she said. "But no matter what these two WILL celebrate their special day!"
The next day the girls wandered down the stairs, still smirking over their victory with Lucius and Draco. The smell of bacon and omelets met their nostrils as they walked into the kitchen.
"Happy birthday, girls!" Narcissa said as she flipped over the omelets. "I didn't have time to make a cake, so I made omelets instead. How does that sound?"
"Great!" the girls chorused.
"I still don't like the idea of them being out of their rooms," Lucius muttered from behind a copy of the Daily Prophet.
"Aw, shut up," Violet said, sitting as far away from him as she could.
"You will not order me around," Lucius comanded.
"I don't take orders very well," Violet said with gritted teeth, glaring at Lucius.
"No fighting at the breakfest table," Narcissa and Evangeline said.
"Whatever," Violet muttered, looking out the window.
"Fine," Lucius said, going back to reading his copy of the Prohpet.
Draco came down a few minutes later and sat next to his father, reading the Prophet with him.
Narcissa served up the food and put a candle on each of the girls' omelet.
"Sing it," Narcissa said to her husband and son.
"No," they said together.
"I said, sing it," Narcissa hissed in their ears.
Violet and Evangeline were watching without interest.
"Just forget it," Violet sighed and pulled out her candle.
"See what you did?" Narcissa said and smaked her husband behind the head. "Anyway, happy birthday girls. I didn't get the chance to buy you anything, and I have no idea what you like, but I did find something you might like."
She pulled two small boxes from behind a plant sitting on a table. She handed one to Evangeline and one to Violet. The girls glanced at each other and then pulled the wrappings off slowly. Draco and Lucius didn't pay attention, but ate in the meantime. The twins pulled out matching bracelets, silver and inlaid with emeralds.
"What?" Lucius shouted when he noticed them. "You're giving them one of our wedding presents!"
"Yes," Narcissa said and gave Lucius a warning look. "And they're going to keep them. They were given to me, and I can do what I want with them."
"They'll match those necklaces Sev gave us," Violet muttered and pulled hers on before taking a bite of her bacon.
"I'll take your girls down to Diagon Alley," said Narcissa. "I'm sure you need a girl's opinion on some things, and I'm sure Snape's not a big fan of shoppig with you girls. And these two aren't going to help you at all," she muttered glaring at Lucius and Draco. They read the paper trying to ignore her death glare.
"That'd be awesome!" said Evangeline. "You'll be like a second mother!"
"Second mother?" asked Lucius his ears pricking up.
"Our parents died when we were young," Violet spat. "Got a problem with that?" Lucius remembered the night when he had been chasing two girls after killing their parents.
"Draco, I think we should tag along," he said.
"What?" Draco asked outraged.
"I said we should tag along." Draco seemed scared of the harshness of his father's voice.
"Yes, father," he said quietly. Evangeline closed her eyes.
"I- I hear something," she said. "Something's... speaking to me." She walked outside slowly as if she were hypnotized. The three waited in agonizing silence until Evangeline returned. She had a large Boa Constricter tied around her body, and she was laughing at something that was oubviously funny. It seemed as if she and the snake were hissing back and forth. Everyone's eyes widened.
"S-s-snake," stuttered Violet. Her eyes rolled back, and she passed out, collapsing onto the floor.
Violet groaned and propped herself up on her elbows, glancing around the dark room. Her head hurt from hitting the hardwood floor, giving her a throbbing headache. She flipped on one of the lamps and got out of the bed. She thought back to the previous day and remembered the snake that was wrapped around Evangeline.
Evangeline! Was she okay?
"Evangeline?" Violet whispered.
A rustling sound came from the bed next to her. Violet looked over, trepedation on her face. She walked over and pulled the blanets back to see Evangeline curled up under the blankets, a small smile on her face.
She's dreaming, Violet deducted.
She turned off her lamp and went out of her room. She seemed to be the only one up. Violet walked downstairs and roamed around. She stepped into a grand dining room with a huge table, unlike the room she had eaten earlier.
Violet blinked and saw a woman rotating above the table and many dark-looking people sitting arond the table. She saw the Malfoys, Snape and herself and Evangeline. Except she and Evangeline looked different, older and with different hair and eye color. She also noticed the man she had seen in a dream a half-year earlier. A large snake was coiling around his shoulders.
Violet jerked back and saw the empty room again.
"Weird," she muttered and left the room, closing the door. She walked through the kitchen and noticed a door she hadn't seen the other day. She glanced over her shoulder and ran into the room. She pulled the door shut behind herself and looked around.
The room was panelled in dark wood with bookshelves lining the two longer walls. A desk sat at the wall opposite herself. She walked over and sat down, running her hand over the dark wood. She moved her hands over the edge and a drawer popped out.
"What's this?" she whispered to herself and pulled the drawer out. A book sat in the drawer after she had pulled the entire thing out.
The book was bound in light blue leather. Nothing was written on the cover, so Violet flipped it open. Inside, in black ink, was written 'Plans'. She flipped through it and saw what looked like things that needed to be carried out for some evil thing.
Violet took the book and got up. She walked back to their large living room, where she crawled onto a couch and curled up, reading the book. They kept refering to a man named 'Voldemort'. Who was this man?
Violet read through the book, learning more and more about Dark Arts along with the plans of the man Voldemort. She figured that the owner of the book was Lucius.
"What are you reading?" someone asked her.
Violet shut the book and looked up. Lucius was standing in the doorway.
"Well?" he asked again when Violet hadn't answered after a minute.
Violet stood up and hid the book behind her back. She slipped it under her shirt and made it stay still and hidden.
"Nothing," she answered and walked towards him, making to go upstairs. She used her arm to shove him out of her way, but he locked his hand around her wrist.
"'Nothing' doesn't look like a little blue book hidden behind your back," he growled.
"Let go of me!" Violet said, trying to jerk her arm away. His grip tightened, and Violet whimpered. It was starting to hurt.
"Lucius!" a female voice screeched. "Let go of her right now!"
Lucius glared down at Violet and slowly released her wrist. Bright red marks covered her wrist. Violet shot past Lucius and past Narcissa, saying thanks, before running to her room. She got inside and pulled the book out. She ran over to the opposite bed.
"Evangeline!" she said, shaking her sister. "Get up! I need to talk to you!"
"What?" Evangeline groaned, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
"Look," Violet said and showed her her wrist. It was starting to bruise, thanks to Lucius. She explained everything that had happened since she woke up, even the weird vision in the dining room.
"I can't believe he hurt you," Evangeline said, taking her sister's wrist. "Does it hurt?"
"Yeah, kind of," Violet said. Evangeline put pressure on the spot where his thumb had been, causing her to wince.
There was a knock at the door, and Violet threw the book into her trunk and locked it.
"Come in," Evangeline called while Violet hid in the bathroom.
Draco walked in, looking bored.
"Mother said to tell you to get ready," he said, picking at the underside of his nails. "bring some money or something, or at least the key to your vault."
"Alright," Evangeline said. "See you in a few minutes."
"Okay," Draco said and left again.
Violet came out in a long-sleeves black shirt. She had on the bracelt from Narcissa and a pair of black jean shorts. And her high top Converse.
"I'm hiding the bruise," Violet explained before Evangeline could ask. "I could find a big enough wrist band or a big enough bracelet. Or anything else, really. So I settled for this. Now go get dressed."
Violet dug around in a backpack she had and pulled out the key to their vault. She slipped a ribbon through the key and tied it around her neck. She tied up her now purple hair and tied a small black ribbon around that, too.
Evangeline walked out in a smiliar outfit, save a lime green tank top. They gathered a few other things and walked downstairs where Narcissa, Lucius and Draco were waiting.
"What took you so long?" Draco asked.
"We're girls," Evangeline said.
Violet was holding her wrist and glaring at Lucius.
"Oh, Violet, why are you dressed in long sleeves? That has to be very hot," Narcissa said.
"No, I'll be fine," Violet lied smoothly.
"Alright, on we go," Narcissa said. She took Draco's hand while Lucius grabbed Violet's wrist tightly and Evangeline's hand gently. Violet winced as they Apparated to Diagon Alley.
"Draco, Lucius, you find something to do while I take the girls shopping," Narcissa ordered. "Come on, Violet, Evangeline."
"Alright," Evangeline said, walking next to Narcissa.
"Jackass," Violet said to Lucius and followed behind.
"Why did she call you that, Father?" Draco asked.
"I have no idea," Lucius replied.
Hours later, they had finished their shopping, and Narcissa had taken everything home. Now, they were walking through Knockturn Alley, a place dedicated to the Dark Arts. They went into a store called Bogin and Burkes.
"Touch nothing, Draco," Lucius said.
Evangeline and Violet wandered off and started looking at the Dark artifacts. They ignored the small conversation Draco and Lucius began to have. Evangeline and Violet each noticed things they liked. Violet picked up a skull and moved it around in her hands. Evangeline had reached for this skeleton hand. She ran her finger over the palm of the skeleton when it snapped shut on her.
"Ah!" she screamed.
"I told you not to touch anything!" Lucius snapped.
"You told Draco that," Violet said, helping peel the hand off Evangeline.
"It went for you, too," Lucius snapped.
"Oh, hell, no!" Violet said.
Lucius's eyes widened in suprise. He imagined an eight-year-old girl with black hair and bright blue eyes. She was much shorter than she was now, and she acted older. She had said "hell, no!" the exact same way as Violet had.
They're the two girls that I was sent after a few years ago! Lucius relealized.
"What?" Violet asked as she got the hand off. She got distracted by something in a black cabinet. A flash of metal, a gleam of emerald green eyes. "Ev, look."
Evangeline looked up and saw the same thing. They winked at the eyes and then focused back on Lucius.
"What?" he asked.
"You're the one who was staring," said Violet.
"Forget it," he snarled then turned to the man at the counter. "Good day to you Mr. Borgin. I'll expect you at the Manor tomorrow to pick up the goods." Evangeline's eyebrows flew up. What goods?
Thankfully the last two weeks of summer past by quickly. They were soon ready rolling their luggage behind them and approching the barrier.
"Have a safe year," said Narcissa, kissing Draco on the forehead. The girls giggled making him turn scarlet. She hugged both of the girls good-bye, then left.
"Aww, she gave Draco a kiss and us hugs," said Violet to Lucius. "I guess she loves us more than you!"
"Don't you remember what I did to your wrist?" he snapped. "I'm not afraid to do more."
Violet wasn't pleased of the thought of getting hurt. Her face twisted into a blank expression. They stepped through the barrier and were delighted to see the large scarlet engine with smoke billowing from it's funnel. Children and adults were crowded around the station exchanging hugs and kisses. Friends delightfully joined each other, and Draco abandoned the girls for his croonies Crabbe and Goyle. Slytherins whispered about them as they walked past and giggled at their sight. They quickly boarded the train and found Hermione sitting alone indulged in a Lockhart book.
"Hermione!" Evangeline said.
"Evangeline!" Hermione smiled lookiing up from her book. "Ron and Harry aren't back yet. Care to join me?" Evangeline nodded and sat next to her.
"Ignore the other twin!" Violet said grumpily taking a seat across from Hermione.
"No, Evangeline was the first one I saw," said Hermione. "And you could have said something, too - oh, what happened to your wrist?" Violet looked down and saw her sleeve had rolled back exposing her wrist.
"Nothing," she muttered pulling the sleeve back down.
"Did Snape hurt you?" Hermione questioned.
"No, Mr. Malfoy." Evangeline answered.
"Lucius Malfoy?" asked Hermione raising an eyebrow. "How did that happen?"
"It doesn't matter," Violet started. "Really I'm-"
Just then the compartment door opened. Crabbe and Goyle grinned in.
"Well if it isn't the Mudblood!" said Crabbe.
"Shut up!" Evangeline ordered.
"We're not taking orders from a Slytherin reject," said Goyle snottily.
"You should," said Violet standing up and towering over the two. "Especially from two who can kick your asses."
"We all know your faking that toughness," said Crabbe, but seemed slightly scared.
"Does this seem fake?" she asked punching him as hard as she could in the nose. There was a sickening crack then blood spit from his nose.
"Ow!" he cried.
"You take the short, and I take the tall?" Violet asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." grinned Evangeline. The girls took enjoyment of every punch and kick they threw onto their opponments until they could barely stand.
"PERCY!" one screeched.
"Oh, no, not that bastard!" Violet groaned. Hermione tsked at her language.
"Aw come on, we're protecting you!" Violet shot. Percy soon appeared and looked outraged at the girls. He grabbed them by the wrists, (making Violet wince once or twice) and led them to Severus Snape.
"These two beat up two Slytherins," Percy ordered. "They should not be allowed to sit with others." Snape sighed and rolled his eyes.
"You may go now," he ordered. Percy left and the girls took a seat across from him. Violet made sure not to expose her wrist.
"A fight on your first day hmm?" he asked. "That's a new record I believe?" The girls sulked in silence. "Good," he said. "I got rather nasty reviews from Lucius about your behavior girls. You shall sit here without noise or acid until we reach Hogwarts. Understand?"
But I want my acid, Violet thought to herself, crossing her arms and glaring at him. This had to be one of their worst summers ever.