Violet sat up in bed, panting. The sheets were twisted around her legs, her body drenched in sweat. Her black eyes were wide in terror.
"It was just a dream," she whispered into the still house. Next to her, Evangeline was still sleeping, and she assumed Snape was as well.
She got up, not wanting to sleep anymore and walked into the backyard. She sat on the ground, letting the chilly night air cool her body. She laid down, thinking about her newest nightmare.
She was watching the seen as if from afar, as a set of eyes that shouldn't be there, hidden behind a large gravemarker. She was watching some Hufflepuff be killed by a short, rat-faced man. Then she noticed Harry. In her dream, she had cried out as Harry retched and stared at the boy's the rat man pulled him up. He started dragging Harry to a tombstone, TOM RIDDLE, written across it.
Harry was tied up by tight cords that were conjured from the man's wand. Something told Violet that his name was Wormtail. Fitting name, in her opinion. He stuffed something black into Harry's mouth. At this point, Violet wanted to run over, to help him, but it was like her legs were glued to the ground, like she was frozen still. She tried to shout to him again, but her voice was gone. She hated dreams like this.
Then she noticed something glinting in the starlight, something cup-like. She watched as Harry's face contorted with pain, like something was trying to kill him. She wanted to rush over, but again, she could not move. Violet glanced over him and saw the large snake at his feet. She thought she was going to faint, but for some reason, she did not.
Wormtail came back, pushing a stone cauldron full of water. The thing was larger than anything Snape had. It was large enough for a full-grown man to sit in. And be quite comfortable. Violet noticed something moving in a bundle of robes. Nothing much clicked with Violet except for hate. Hate, disgust and the urge to kill. And fear. So much fear was connected to this little bundle.
"It is ready, Master."
Master? Who was this 'master' Wormtail spoke of? There wasn't anyone there except Harry, the dead Hufflepuff, Wormtail and the bundle.
Wormtail revealed something that made Violet want to retch in her dream: a thing in the shape of a crouched human child, hairless, scaly-looking, a dark raw red dish black color, thin feeble arms and legs. But what scared Violet the most was its face. Its face was flat and snake-like with gleaming red eyes. A kind of red that didn't seem amusing, but a kind of red that struck fear in the hearts of people.
Violet wasn't given full view of the creature for a minute, but then she saw it being dipped in the cauldron. There was a thud as the body hit the bottom.
Die, drown, die. The words flashed through Violet's head before she had a second to figure out what Wormtail was doing.
Suddenly, the ground at Harry's feet began moving, and a fine trickle of dust rose. Wormtail lowered the dust into the diamond-like water, and it hissed and broke. Sparks flew in all directions, and it turned a vivid, poinsous-looking blue.
Violet couldn't shut her eyes as Wormtail did his next act. Next, he cut his own hand off, and a scream like none Violet had ever heard pierced the night air. His bloody hand dropped to the ground, and his anguished panting fell on her ears. He picked up the hand and threw it in the water. It turned a burning red, like Wormtail's blood. Then Wormtail walked over to Harry.
Violet wanted to scream, to attack, but she could move. She couldn't make a sound. She was trapped in the dream, tossing and turning, watching helplessly.
Wormtail put the dagger at the crook of Harry's right elbow and dragged it down down a little ways. He staggered back and dropped the dagger into the cauldron, the water turning a blinding white. Wormtail dropped to his knees, sobbing next to it, his job done.
Nothing was happening, nothing until the spark that were shooting off stopped. White steam billowed thickly from the cauldron instead. Violet could no longer see anything, anyone. The dead boy was gone. Harry was gone. Wormtail. Everything. But then, as icy terror shot down he spine, she sawa tall, skeletally thin man rising slowly from the mist.
He was back...
And then Violet had shot awake.
"Tom Riddle," she mused, rolling the name over in her skull. She sat up, her eyes wide. She thought she heard something, but that was just her dream still creeping her out. She went back inside and rushed to Evangeline's side.
"Ev, wake up!" she hissed, shaking her twin.
"Don't wanna," she muttered.
"This is important!"
Evangeline sat up, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand.
"What?"
"I had a dream where there was a tombstone with Tom Riddle written on it."
"VOLDEMORT?" Evangeline shouted.
"Keep your voice down," Violet hissed, but it was too late. Snape was already banging on the door.
"What was that about Voldemort?" Snape shouted.
"He's back," Violet said, opening the door. "He's back."
Snape stood in the doorway staring down at the girls. How had they found it out; the Malfoys? That Potter boy? Dumbledore? Had they gone through his stuff again? His eyes widened. Violet - she had to be a seer. Just like her their grandmother. He smiled softly, (which was awkward on his face) and ruffled Violet's hair.
"Of course he's not back," he scoffed. "You were just having a terrible nightmare it seems. Now go to bed." He closed the door softly. Evangeline rubbed her eyes, and Violet fell onto her bed, her eyes staring down at the floor.
"That was more than a dream," she whispered.
"What happened?" asked Evangeline. Violet told the story tuning her voice to fit the setting. She added detail to give Evangeline a picture of her nightmare. Evangeline's eyes widened at the thought of Harry being sliced into, the boy on the floor, dead, and the tall, skeleton-white figure appearing from the mist.
"This is just like the dream with Snape dying," said Evangeline. "B-but it hasn't happened yet!
"That's because it's supposed to happen in my 7th year!" said Violet rubbing her tired eyes. She thought of Snape dead on the floor.
"Go back to sleep Ev," she said. "I'm going to do nothing of particular interest."
"Well you've got me interested now!"
Violet chuckled tucking a peice of hair behind her ear.
"I'm studying," said Violet.
"At three in the morning?"
"Wouldn't you much rather sleep?"
Evangeline had to consider this. She yawned and stretched. "Yeah," she admitted. "Night."
"Night." That night Violet stayed up trying to find a potion to save you from death. She needed ingrediants; she needed to experiment. She thought of Hogwarts and Snape's office where he kept all the ingrediants. She could take some things from there. Evangeline might call it stealing, but she was stealing to save his life.
The next day, the girls recieved letters from Harry, Ron, Hermione, and surprisingly Draco. Though, it seemed forced.
"Oh look," Evangeline sniggered. "Draco invited us to come to the Quidditch World Cup!"
"That'd be fun," Violet admitted. "But not with him and his jackass of a father." Evangeline laughed and opened up the next.
"We could go with Harry, Ron, and Hermione," said Evangeline.
"Maybe Micheal will be ther,." Violet thought dreamily. Evangeline giggled.
"Why's there so much happiness?" Snape asked, grumpily opening the girl's door.
"Can we go to the Quidditch World Cup with Harry and his friends?" Evangeline asked.
"Why do you want to go with them?" Snape asked distastefully.
"Because they're our friends," said Violet slowly, swinging her legs over the bed and jumping onto the floor. "They're the only ones who are actually nice to us."
"You're still the Slytherin rejects?" Snape asked his eyebrows rising.
"When will we not be?" Violet smirked. "Though it's not so bad anymore. We're used to it now."
"Please Snape can we go?" Evangeline asked her eyes large and pleading. "We love Quidditch! And you can go with us!"
"No thank you," said Snape his lips curling. "You can go with the Potter and his know-i- all friend and the... Weasley boy."
"Hey!" said Violet angrily. "They're our friends! Don't insult them!"
"I'm the adult," he said stiffly. "I can refuse to let you go anyway."
"SNAPE!" Violet cheered wrapping him in a hug. "We... love you?"
"Ha-ha," he said and pulled himself out of her tight grip. While the girls were laughing and occasionally arguing, (or an occasinal crash and "uh-oh") Snape was bent on his knees muttering into the fireplace.
"I don't think Malfoy's doing a good job at gaining the girl's trust," said Snape. "They refused your offer."
"Well that's not nessasarily a bad thing," Lucius chuckled. "At least they're going with a Death Eater."
"Actually, they're not. They're going with the Potter boy and his friends."
"What?" Lucius growled. "You're letting them become friends with the one we're trying to destroy? Tell them no!"
"But it would be nice to get them out of the house for a couple days," Snape muttered as Violet screamed something he couldn't understand.
The only thing that matters is your job," Lucius snarled. "Not you, or your god daughters happiness. Now go in there and tell them no!" Snape sighed as Lucius' head disapeared from the fireplace. He strode into the girl's room, and his jaw dropped open. They were gone! The window was wide open, and a note was fluttering in the breeze. He snatched it up and almost tore it in half in frustration.
Dear Sevvey,
I yelled to you, but apparently you didn't hear me, (or you chose to ignore me... yeah that's probably it), but Ron Weasley showed up in a flying car! We had to snatch up that opportunity! They'll fly us home after the Cup just so you don't worry. Though you probably won't...
-Violet
"No, you won't be home," muttered Severus. "The Dark Lord is rising."
The girls laughed as Fred and George told them of their latest scheme. They had fed Harry's fat cousin candies that made him choke on his swelling tongue.
"It was brilliant," said Fred leaning back in his seat.
"It most certainly was not!" their mother said angrily.
"Mrs. Weasley, how are the muggles not seeing us?" Evangeline asked looking down into the fluffy clouds.
"The car is on invisible," said Mrs. Weasley. "Oh the incident that happened on my Ronny's second year-"
"Mum!" Ron said desperetly. The girls started cackling. Mrs. Weasley told them all about the sighting of the car and them crashing it into the Womping Willow.
"We got it all fixed up," said Mr. Weasley patting the car. "And tamed?"
"Who knew, a wild car?" Violet said laughing. "Oh I wish we could have been there!"
Yu most certainly did not want to be there!" said Ron. "We thought we were getting expelled!"
"Or worse." said Harry. The girls noticed Ginny Weasley glaring at them.
"What's the matter?" Evangeline asked.
"You and my first year, that's what happened!" said Ginny angrily. She looked much more grown up now, but the girls still knew they could take her down.
"Your still upset about that?" Violet asked punching her in the arm.
"I was humiliated!" she shrieked dramatically. "Ginny Weasley, the one who opened up the Chamber of Secrets! Ginny Weasley the-" Violet pulled out her ipod and stuck the earphone into Evangeline's ear, and the girls pretended to listen to Ginny's whining.
At dinner the girls met Charlie and Bill who were Ron's older siblings. Both girls decided they liked Charlie the best. They met Hermione's cat Crookshanks who Evangeline took a liking too. The girls were annoyed by Percy who complained about the girls bad behavior in school.
"You'll never be a Prefect like me," he said smugly adjusting his glasses.
"Yes," said Violet. "We'll will never be one because WE don't want to. We don't like being the gays at Hogwarts." At this comment his face turned bright pink.
"You're even wearing pink!" Violet cackled. Evangeline joined in. That night everyone crowded into Ron's room to sleep. But just as soon as it seemed they had laid down to sleep, they were awoken. The girls dressed groggily. Violet in black skinny jeans, a black shirt and a red tie. Evangeline in a black and white striped shirt and a black skirt. They both slipped on converse, Violet's of her favorite Muggle band, Green Day, and Evangeline's blue. The girls listened to Violet's Ipod at breakfast as the others talked about Apparating. They had apparated many times with Severus and thought the conversation a bore. Then they packed a bag and followed everyone (except Mrs. Weasley) out the door, walking to the middle of nowhere.
The girls shivered in the moonlight following the others.
"Why did we have to wake up so early?" Evangeline grumbled as she blew hot air into her hands.
"We need to get a good campsite," Mr. Weasley replied. "And it starts early."
"Too early." Violet grumled rubbing her tired eyes. There was silence until Harry spoke up. "How does one get to the Cup without the Muggles noticing?"
"We use portkeys," Mr. Weasley replied.
"What are portkeys?"
"We use things Muggles wouldn't want to touch," said Mr. Weasley. "Things they'll think are just litter." They trudged down a dark lane into a small village silence only broken by their footsteps. It seemed eerie and ghost like at not with no one around. Everyone seemed as if they were freezing to death. Mr. Weasley kept checking his watch as they started to climb a hill. This tired the girls and they wanted to pass out on the ground, but the earth suddenly became level.
"Whew," said Mr. Weasley cheerfully. "Well we've made splendid time - ten minutes to kill." Hermione appeared next to the twins panting and clutching her side.
"Now we just need to find the Portkey," said Mr. Weasley. "It's not big, come along..." They spread out looking for the Portkey.
"This is retarded," said Violet grumpy because she had been woken up too early.
"Over here, Arthur!" a cheery voice called. The girls turned heads and saw two silhouettes against the moonlight.
"Amos!" Mr. Weasley smiling as he strode towards the figures. The girls followed along with everyone else. Mr. Weasley was shaking hands with a red faced wizard with a scraggly beard. He was holding a old torn boot in his left hand.
"This is Amos Diggory, everyone." said Mr. Weasley. "He works for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. And I think you know his son, Cedric?" The girls snuck a peak at the boy standing next to Amos. He was an extremely handsome boy of seventeen with dark brown eyes and straight brown hair. Evangeline instantly liked him, but thought of Riddle. She felt heat in her cheeks when he glanced over at her and looked down at the Ipod. Violet rolled her eyes.
"I don't like him," she whispered.
"Why?" asked Evangeline.
"He's a Hufflepuff."
"Eww!" said Evangeline. She took her liking him back.
"Hi," said Cedric looking around at everyone. Everyone said hi back except the two set of twins. The adults talked about nothing of particular interest to the twins. They groaned as Violet's Ipod died. They were forced to mingle.
"How was your summer?" Evangeline asked no one in particular. Harry shrugged.
"I was with the Dursleys," he said. "Summer's never been great."
"My summer was good," said Hermione. "Lots of studying!"
"You beat Harry Potter?" Amos squealed.
"No!" Violet said rudely. "It was those damn Dementors who took over the school!"
"But my Cedric didn't fall off his broom!" chuckled Amos. "Which makes him a better flyer!" Cedric shot an apologetic look over at Harry.
"So are we waiting for anyone else to join us?" Mr. Weasley asked quickly.
"No, the Lovegoods have been there for a week already so they could get the tickets," said Diggory. "There aren't very many of us anymore are there?"
"I suppose not," said Mr. Weasley. "Now everyone grab on - only a finger will do!" It was difficult for everyone to crowd around the dirty boot.
"Three-" Mr. Weasley muttered. "Two-one." The girls jerked forward suddenly. They felt as if they were on some screwed up rollarcoaster as they banged into Harry and Cedric. They were sent spinning into a colorful background that made Violet want to puke. The girls felt as if they were going to fall off, but they were glued to the boot. Suddenly, they hit the ground and they rolled over inhaling dirt. They untangled themselves then stood up.
"Well," said Violet. "That was interesting." they walked to a busy campsite and bought tickets. They set up an ordinary looking tent then walked inside which wasn't a tent at all! Inside was a three bedroom, two bathroom house with a gorgeous kitchen.
"We're going outside to greet others," said Mr, Weasley. "You girls want to come?"
"Naw," said Violet.
"But thank you," said Evangeline. "But we're starving." Mr. Weasley and them left.
"This is pretty sweet," said Evangeline happily jumping up on the couch. "Are you alright?" Violet looked pale.
"I'm okay," she said. "I feel something - I just don't know what it is."
"Maybe Malfoy walked by," Evangeline joked and elbowed her softly in the ribs. "C'mon. I'm sure some food will make you feel better."
Later that day the campsite was alive with excitement. They sure buying souveniers for their favorite team. Evangeline and Violet bought some things with money they had stolen out of Snape's wallet. Violet tied a Bulgarian scarf around her neck, and Evangeline stuck an Irish hat on top of her head. The twins ts-ed at each other's team choices. They followed the others excitedly through the woods until they found themselves in the shadow of a stadium. They entered inside and oohed at the sight.
"Straight up stairs!" a witch called. "As high you can go Arthur!"
"Aww!" whined Evangeline looking down at the front row seats longingly.
"We could steal them," Violet whispered, and the girls started to make their way down the stairs.
"Girls?" asked Mr. Weasley's voice.
"Yes?" she girls asked sweetly turning around.
"We're going upstairs."
"Oh silly us!" said Evangeline. "We must have misheard!" They climbed up the stairs relucantly. Everything seemed highlighted in gold from the field itself which was a much larger version of their Quidditch field back at Hogwarts. They took their seats, and the twins were happy to see no one was there yet except some ugly brown creature.
"Dobby?" asked Harry incredously. The ugly creature turned its head.
"What the hell is that?" Violet whispered to Evangeline. She shrugged.
"Did sir just call me Dobby?" it asked in a female voice.
"Sorry," said Harry. "I just thought you were someone I knew." They went into a weird conversation about a house elf named Dobby.
"What's a Dobby?" asked Violet.
"I think the appropriate question would be "who is Dobby?" asked Hermione as Ron cracked up.
"No, I think Dobby is his own species," he said. "He's a hous elf whom you heard wants pay."
"What exactly is a house elf?" Evangeline asked, but her question wasn't answered.
"A display from the team's mascots will be displayed momentarily," said a voice.
"THE VOICES!" shrieked Violet. The girls started to crack up.
"I worry-" said Hermione, but Hermione was interrupted as Draco, his fail of a father, and his nice mother approached.
"Ah Fudge," said Malfoy trying to ignore the girls' glares. "How are you? I don't think you've met my wife Narcissa and my son Draco."
"How do you do, how do you do?" the man named Fudge smiled and bowed to Narcissa. "And allow me to introduce you to Mr. Oblansk - Oblansk - Mr. Malfoy. And - you know Arthur Weasley correct?" It seemed like a tense moment. The girls weren't sure when they had met. Draco glanced over at them.
"Hi," he said stiffly. The girls bobbed their heads.
"Arthur," Malfoy said. "What did you have to sell to get seats in the Top Box? Surely your house wouldn't have fetched this much?" Fudge pretened not to listen.
"Lucius just made a very generous contribution to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Arthur. He's my guest."
"How-how nice," said Mr. Malfoy in a strained voice. Mr. Malfoy glanced distastefully over at Hermione because she was Muggleborn.
"Hey Mr. Jackass?" Violet called. "You got a problem with me and my friends?" He glared at Violet.
"Don't call my father a jackass!" Draco fired back. The girls jumped from their seats.
"We'll take you down Malfoy!" Evangeline threatened. "You deserved that blow to the face Hermione gave you!"
"That Mudblood," he said. "Deserved to be petrified - she deserved to die!" This time Mr. Weasley held the girls from attacking. The two smirked and walked off with Narcissa. The girls slumped into their seats crossing their arms across their chests. They didn't enjoy the performances from the mascots, but when the real game began they jumped back onto their feet. They whooped and cheered as their teams came out on their brooms. The whistle was blown, and the girls had a hard time keeping up how fast the players were moving. They seemed as if they were a blur in the sky. Suddenly Bulgaria scored.
"Ha!" cheered Violet, "SCREW IRELAND!"
"I WOULDN'T GET SO SMUG!" Evangeline yelled back. "I HAVE SUPERB CHASERS!" wWithin ten minutes Ireland had scored two goals. The match became faster and more brutal.
"NOW THIS IS HOW WE PLAY QUIDDITCH!" Violet and Evangeline cheered as someone was squished against the wall. Bulgaria's mascots started to dance as Bulgaria got the ball. A thousand gasps went around the stadium as the two Seekers plunged downwards.
"Do you see the Snitch?" Evangeline asked squinting into the air. She saw nothing.
"They're going to crash!" Hermione shrieked. For one split second, it seemed as if they might. Viktor Krum pulled away as Lynch crashed into the ground.
"It's time out!" a voice yelled out. "Trained nurses are coming onto the field now!"
"Ha-ha my Seeker didn't crash and your's did!" Violet taunted. "Who's the better flyer?"
"Who's the better team?" Evangeline asked pointing to the scoreboard. Violet glared at her. When the game resumed Ireland pulled ahead by ten goals. Violet gritted her teeth.
"COME ON!" she shouted. "YOU GUYS ARE PLAYING LIKE SHIT!" As if they had been listening, they went and fouled the Irish team. This resulted in a fight between the mascots.
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" the girls cheered. Two players from the Bulgarian team tried to fight with the referee which resulted in two penalties for Ireland. The game got nastier as it progressed. A Beater from the Bulgarian team swung his club and hit a Irish Chaser in the shoulder. Ireland got another penalty. While everyone was arguing, someone hit Krum squarely in the face with a Bludger. His nose broke and blood gushed from it.
"He can't play like that get him off-"
"Look at Lynch!" Harry yelled. He had gone into a dive and was reaching out for something. "He's seen the Snitch!" Everyone turned their attention and held their breath as Krum made a mad dive for Lynch. Lynch ended up crashing onto the ground.
"Where's the Snitch?" Charlie asked immediantly.
"Krum has the snitch!" said Harry. "It's all over!" Everyone cheered.
"Ha!" said Violet. "We got the snitch, we win!"
"Actually I win," said Evangeline smugly pointing to the scoreboard:
BULGARIA: 160 IRELAND: 170
"Pay up," said Evangeline. Violet handed Evangeline the rest of the money she had stolen from Snape.
"Next year," Violet grumbled.
"Sure. Next year," Evangeline giggled.
Violet was picked on by everyone except Mr. Weasley and Hermione once they got back to the tent.. She was the only one who wanted Bulgaria to win.
"SHUT UP!" she screeched at the twins who were bothering her about Krum failing.
"Aw, does someone have a soft spot for Krum? A BOY?" they taunted.
"I have no heart, so how can I have a soft spot for anyone?" Violet responded, glaring at the boys.
"What about Michael?" Evangeline asked.
"Michael? Michael CORNER?" Fred asked. "Oi, George, this'll be a fun year."
"You two are bastards," Violet muttered and stalked out of the tent.
"Now you did it," Evangeline said and ran after her. She caught up with Violet as she entered the woods surrounding the area. "Don't listen to them. They're just being stupid."
"Oh, but YOU were egging them on," Violet said, leaning against a tree. She picked at a loose string on her shirt.
"We were just kidding," Evangeline responded. "Come on. Let's go back."
"I'd rather stay here for a while," Violet said, looking up at the sky through the trees. "It's a nice night."
"I guess you're right," Evangeline sighed and sat down on the ground.
Violet slid down the tree she was leaning on. They started joking around and immitating Malfoy and his father. They figured everyone had gone to bed, and finally got up when the moon was high in the night sky.
"Something's off," Violet said as they started to leave the woods. She pulled Evangeline back into them.
"What do you mean?" Evangeline asked.
"Can't you hear that? The screaming? The lack of singing?" Violet answered. She shimmied up a tree and looked around. "Holy shit. Ev, get up here!"
Evangeline climbed up and sat next to her twin.
"Oh my, God," she whispered.
People were running around like chickens with their heads cut off, but most were coming to the woods. They could see the four Muggles floating in the air above something. There was a flash of green light, and the girls blocked their eyes with their arms. When they looked back, they saw a tightly woven group of people moving together with their wands straight up. Violet and Evangeline squinted towards them. They couldn't see any faces, but masks covering them.
Screaming filled the night air, and Violet climbed a bit higher.
"They're okay," she whispered. "They're getting away."
"Who are?" Evangeline asked.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione, the rest of the Weasleys. Aw, damn, Ginny did, too," Violet muttered. "They're coming towards the woods."
"We have to go with them!" Evangeline said, starting down the tree. Violet grabbed her hand.
"No," she said. "We're safer up here. And if they have any sense, they'll climb into a tree, too."
"Alright," Evangeline said and climbed up next to Violet.
They watched as the group grew larger and moved towards them.
"Who the hell are they?" Violet asked as they entered the woods.
"Did you hear that?" one of them said.
"Shit," Violet mouthed to Evangeline. They were right below them.
"It came from up there," said another.
The group looked up, and Evangeline cursed herself for wearing bright blue and green. Violet smirked: she was clad in black.
"There!" shouted the first. They raised their wands and the branch cracked, sending the girls falling to the ground.
"What the hell do you want?" Violet groaned, sitting up from where she had landed hard on the ground.
"You two," they said.
Before they could scream, something was shoved in their mouthes, and two of them picked them up. The twins put up a fight as they did this, Violet screaming swears at them through her gag. An extra man had to grab holding of Violet's flailing body.
"Stupefy," one muttered. The twins knew that voice.
"Lu-"
But the spell had already taken control of them. They hung limply in the men's arms. The men flung a girl over their shoulders and Apparated away. They appeared at an abnoded-looking building. The men took them inside and then down, down into the depths of the house.
They threw the girls into a dungeon, and laughed at them. The spell started wearing off, and the Violet screamed at them.
"Where the hell are we?" she shouted.
"Remember Tom Riddle from your second year?" one spat.
"How could we forget?" Evangeline muttered.
"Yes, well, this was his father's house. No one will ever find you," the other hissed. "The caretaker's dead, and maybe Nagini will pay you a visit."
"Nagini?"
"She's a giant snake."
"Shit..."
"Exactly, Violet, exactly."
They laughed and back the girls up to wear they were pressed against a wall.
"Oh, and we're called Death Eaters," they said, laughing. They used the chains and shackles to make sure the girls weren't going anywhere.
"But my iPod's dead!" Violet cried. "What are we supposed to do?"
They left and searched the girls for wands. Finding none, they set up a few candles and lit them.
"What if they go out?" Evangeline asked quietly.
"Stupid girl, they won't go out, ever," laughed one. They left, securing the door and leaving.
"Well, this sucks!" Evangeline said loudly.
"GET BACK HERE YOU SONS OF A BITCH!" Violet screamed. She continued screaming at their non-existent captors until she had screamed herself hoarse. She sunk to her knees, and Evangeline patted her back.
"It's okay," she said.
"No it's not," Violet said, sniffling. "We're never going to leave. We're going to rot here."
"No we're not," Evangeline assured, hugging her twin. "Someone will find us. I promise."
"Whatever," Violet muttered, curling into a ball.
"Aw, Vi," Evangeline sighed.
Months had started to pass. School had started. Their captors visited occasionally, mostly to give them food and water. But the food they got was typically rotting and covered in worms. They picked off what they could, but they were drastically losing weight. They hardly got enough water, and they were covered in rat bites. Violet had constant nightmares involving Harry being hurt, Voldemort coming back and what he did and Snape's death. The dreams of Snape's death kept getting brighter and more vivid with each. Evangeline often woke her up, saying she had been screaming.
Then one day, Lucius joined them.
"This place is filthy," he commented as he opened the door. He looked down at the girls' beraggled appearance. Evangeline's teal hair was messed up and knotted. Her black eyes shown with pure hatred as she looked at Lucius. Violet, however, looked different. Being locked up had effected her worse than Evangeline. Her hair was black again, like the original colour. And her eyes were no longer black, but their original blue.
"Lose your powers temporarily?" he asked, kicking her in the side.
"Don't hurt my sister!" Evangeline screamed. She tried to get to him, but her chains held her back.
Violet pushed herself up and glared at him, holding her ribs.
"Jackass," she muttered.
Lucius pulled his wand out, and pointed it at Violet.
"You can either cooperate with us, or not," he said. "It is your choice."
"I will never help you, you Goddamn jack-"
"Crucio."
Evangeline watched, helpless, as her sister was tortured. Her screams echoed around the house, and Evangeline wouldn't be surprised if they could be heard miles away. Violet collapsed on the ground when he finally stopped, panting. Tears leaked from her eyes.
"JACKASS, STOP!" Evangeline screamed once he raised his wand again.
"Just like your sister," he said and pointed it at her. "Crucio."
Evangeline experienced the blinding pain as Violet got up and lunged at Lucius. She got to his knees and fell to the ground, clutching at his legs. She ran her long fingernails down his legs as Evangeline screamed. Violet tried to block it out, but it wasn't working. Lucius realized what she was doing and kicked her into the wall.
"What the hell is your problem?" Violet grunted, trying to catch her breath. It hurt to breathe. To move. She could only assume how much Evangeline hurt. Evangeline was huddled against the wall, staring at Lucius with, wide, tear-filled eyes.
"You two," he spat and dropped a single chicken leg in front of them. He left, and the twins looked at each other.
"You have it," they said to the other. "No, you."
"Violet, you're weaker," Evangeline said, shoving it towards her.
"I'm your big sister. I'm supposed to take care of you," she said, pushing it towards her.
"How about we share it?" Evangeline suggested. They scooted near each other, wincing and groaned and moaning. They took turns taking bites until it was gone.
"I hate him," Violet said, glaring at the door. It was open, just taunting them to try to break trhough.
"I do, too," Evangeline said, leaning against her.
"I don't know why he thinks it's okay to attack us like that," Violet said.
"It was like our first year," Evangeline added. "When that guy attacked us. Do you think...?"
"No, it wasn't Lucius," Violet said. "It was Quirell. I know it was."
"You sure?" Evangeline asked.
"I'm sure," Violet nodded, holding her ribs. She sighed and shut her eyes. Then they fluttered open. "Did you hear that? It sounded like footsteps."
"Maybe...maybe it's Voldemort," Evangeline whispered, huddling against her sister.
"That would figure," Violet muttered. At the moment she didn't care. Even if it was Voldemort, and he was here to kill them - wouldn't it be better than to sit here and suffer? She thought of how fast her parents had died before her; there were no screams just a thud. Evangeline clenched her side as they heard yelling from the other side, but were put to rest.
"What's going on?" she asked. The girls scuttled over to the corner and gripped each other. What other horror was going to walk through that door? But what walked through didn't seem like a horror. There was a girl with a pale heart-shaped face and twinkling dark eyes. She was sporting shaggy blue hair and a black jacket and jeans. Next to here was-
"Lupin!" the girls cried, but they were too weak to run over. They felt as if they were going to pass out at any second. The two ran over and picked up the girls and hurried out of the dungeon. There weren't very many wizards guarding the place and the only few had been knocked to the ground. One of the wizards who had been knocked down had his sleeve ripped from his arm. The girls saw a snake coming from a skull's mouth.
"What the fu-?" asked Violet weakly, but passed out.
When the girls woke up, they found themselves at a slighty familiar place.
"No - don't kill me and my sister-!" Evangeline shrieked rolling over off her bed and toppling onto the floor. Violet threw a pillow at her.
"Shut up," she muttered. "They might hear you-" Evangeline opened her eyes and saw everything outlined in blue. She realized it was her hair and pushed it out of her face. This place - it was too nice to be the dungeon. A beautiful smell filled her nostrills.
"FOOD!" she cheered jumping to her feet. Violet got up, and the girls wrestled down the stairs weakly. Violet's hair was still black, but was sporting some blue highlights. Her eyes were still blue. The girls found themselves in the kitchen of the burrow.
"Oh good memories!" Evangeline said stuffing her face.
"Bad memories," Violet said with a mouth full of food.
"No, the Quidditch World Cup should be bad memories," said Evangeline biting into a syrup covered pancake. "That's where we got kidnapped."
"True," Violet gave in. "Let's know to never go to another one of those and never let our children go to one of those. Unless we hate them-"
"Violet!"
"What?"
Evangeline sighed and finished up the last of her sausage. Mrs. Weasley walked into the room smiling.
"Are you girls alright?" she asked. "What happened?"
"We were kidnapped!" said Evangeline. "At the Quidditch World Cup when the - something Eaters attacked. We were hiding in the trees, and they saw us. I don't know why we were so important to them."
"I see," said Mrs. Weasley her burrow forrowing in confusion. "Why would they want to torture two innocent girls?"
"Because we're not as innocent as you think?" Violet questioned herself but shook her head. "It's Voldemort," she said, and Mrs. Weasley gave a little shriek.
"What?" she asked. "Was it something I said?"
"You-Know-Who, dear," said Mrs. Weasley. "I don't want to hear that name in my house."
"O-kay," said Violet slowly. "Well You-Know-Who is ruthless. He'd kill anyone who gets in his way."
"But you weren't-"
"Listen dude, it's over," said Violet. "Now if you'll excuse us, we need to go up to our rooms." The girls pushed their chairs in politely, then washed their hands and bounded up the stairs.
"I guess we'll be here for a while until we recover," said Evangeline.
"Yeah yeah," Violet muttered. "But when we were kidnapped I was really weak. Why did I give out like that?"
"I'm not sure," said Evangeline burrying her face in her hands. "And why did we get kidnapped?"
"Well we're both Metamorphmagus," Violet said. "And I'm a Seer and an exceptional liar, and you're a Parselmouth. I think that makes us pretty special."
"True," said Evangeline. "So they kidnapped us because... Voldemort wants us?"
"On his team," said Violet. "He wants us to go against Harry and help him kill him."
"No!" shrieked Evangeline. "We have to make sure we're really careful of ourselves this year." Painful flashbacks of Violet's dream came to her.
"We have to keep Harry from doing- something," she said. "We have to keep a close eye over him."
"How?" Evangeline asked. "We're not in the same house!"
"Maybe we could tell Ron and Hermione," Violet suggested. "They could keep a careful eye on him for us." Evangeline shrugged.
"It's the best chance we have," Evangeline admitted.
The next day, Lupin and the other girls visited them.
"You're getting your powers back!" the woman cried when she saw the blue streaks in Violet's hair.
"Oh, I guess I am," Violet muttered, looking at a lock of her hair. "I take it you're like us?"
"Exactly," she said, sitting between them. Lupin sat down on an armchair.
"And who are you?" Evangeline asked, smiling sweetly.
"Tonks," she said, nodding her head.
"Interesting name," Violet mused.
"Nymphadora Tonks, to be exact," Lupin said.
"Don't call me Nymphadora!" Tonks shouted, her hair turning fire red.
The girls laughed.
"How'd you find us?" Violet asked, smirking at Tonks.
"When you didn't arrive on the train, Ron told Aurthur, and he told us. Tonks is an Auror. She fights dark wizards," Lupin explained.
"Like Snape?" Violet interjected. She and Evangeline cackled with laughter.
"Snape isn't bad," Lupin sighed.
"Oh, really?" Violet said, suddenly serious. "Then how come he didn't do anything to try to help us after those damn Death Eaters kidnapped us?"
Lupin sighed. "That's a story for a different day. But back to where we were. We looked at many places where Death Eaters had gathered in years past, and many places around them. That took the rest of September. October started, and I remembered the place where You-Know-Who's father used to reside, before they were killed. We watched the place and noticed many Death Eaters always being there. We reported back to Dumbledore, and-"
"What? You didn't just barge in and get us?" Evangeline said, doubting her favorite teacher.
"We needed more help," Tonk said, patting her head. "There were too many of them for the two of us, even if I am a very good fighter, if I say so myself."
"And, he sent some help with us," Lupin went on. "Although, not many were there once we arrived, so after we got in and took in how many Death Eaters were there, we sent him back to Hogwarts. We took out the Death Eaters and finally found you two. Snape was actually very pleased to know you were okay."
Evangeline and Violet looked at each other past Tonks. They smirked and looked back at Lupin.
"We'll truely believe Snape's happy that we're okay, once we see him," they said together.
"Violet's come to the conclu-"
Violet reached behind Tonks and yanked some of her hair.
"No," her eyes seemed to say.
"What has Violet come to the conclusion of?" Tonks asked, looking back and forth at the girls.
"That we're hungry," Violet lied quickly.
"Let's go eat," Lupin said, looking at Violet as though he didn't believe her.
A few days later, they were finally returning to Hogwarts. It was the 30th, but everyone was still in their classes. Tonks brought them there with Apparation. Violet's hair was finally teal again, matching Evangeline's. And her eyes were black, same as Snape and her twin.
"WE'RE BACK!" the girls shouted, running towards the big doors. Tonk followed after them with their bags and animals.
"Wait up, you two!" she shouted back and finally caught up as the twins reached the doors.
"Where is everyone?" Evangeline asked as they entered the empty entrance hall.
"Classes, idiot," Violet muttered. "They're still busy with them."
"Oh," Evangeline responded.
"Let's take your stuff down to the dorm," Tonks said, panting under the weight of their things.
"We don't have a password," Evangeline and Violet said. "Sorry."
"What house are you guys in, again?" Tonks asked as they started to Snape's office.
"Slytherin," they said, looking over their shoulders, back at Tonks.
"Of course," she groaned.
"SNAPE!" the girls shouted when they entered his class room.
He actually smiled at them, and wrapped them in a bone-crushing hug.
"Can't breath," Evangeline gasped.
"My ribs," Violet groaned. They were still sore, but not as bad as they were.
The class he was with stared in amazement as they watched.
"You're okay," he said in relief. Then he noticed Tonks who was glaring at him.
"My job is to teach them," he said. "Not run around, not doing my job."
"But they're your god daughters. They're your children," Tonks said.
Snape prepared to say soemthing, but Evangeline and Violet elbowed their way in.
"ANYWAY," Evangeline said. "We need the password to the Slytherin dungeon."
"It's Nagini," a random Slytherin said.
"I-it's WHAT?" the girls shouted, staring at him.
"Nagini," he said, shrinking back from the twins.
"Shit," Violet muttered. "Severus, when is this being changed?"
"One, in a few weeks. Two, do not call my Severus in school. I am Professor Snape to you," he answered.
Violet and Evangeline glanced at each other and sighed, shaking their heads.
"Severus, we've been over this," Violet began.
"We're going to call you Severus if we want to," Evangeline finished.
"Nymphadora, take them down to their room, please," Snape said through gritted teeth.
"Don't call me that," she said. "Come on, girls."
They went down the Slytherin dungeons and put their stuff away. Violet's cat made herself comfortable on her bed. Tonks said good-bye and told them that if anything happened, that they were to tell her and Dumbledore instantly. The girls agreed, and she hugged them before leaving.
"So what should we do now?" Evangeline asked, sitting on her bed.
"We should probably go get what we missed from the teachers," Violet sighed. "Come on, let's go see who our new DADA teacher is."
"Okay," Evangeline said and followed after her. They didn't even bother to change into robes.
They went to McGonagall who gave them enough homework and spells to practice that they had to take it all back to their room. They hurried along to Flitwick, up to Trelawney (much to Violet's chagrin, but she was welcomed back with a cup of tea. Violet quickly broke the glass, saying "oops" very sarcastically), outside to Hagrid (who welcomed Evangeline back with another bone-crushing hug), then to Sprout. From there, they dropped everything back off in their room. Their beds were covered in books, lists of things to do, and spells. And then finally, they entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
"New teacher, yet again," Violet mumbled to Evangeline as everyone turned to stare at them.
"Who are you?" the teacher asked. His face was covered in scars, and part of his nose was missing. One eyes swiveled around crazily and was electric blue. His hair was dark grey and grizzled. And one of his legs was wooden.
I do not like him, Violet thought as her stomach sunk.
He looks SO COOL! Evangeline shrieked in her head.
"The Willow twins," Violet announced.
"The Slytherin Rejects," one Slytherin said in the same tone. Most of the class started laughing.
"I've known the Killing Curse sense I was eight," Violet said. "Ev knows it too. I'd watch what you say."
The class instantly silenced, and a pen dropping would sound like an explosion.
"Are you our new professor?" Evangeline asked sweetly.
"Moody," he said. "You've known the Killing Curse that long?"
"And the one for torture," Violet said. "What? Scared?"
"Not at all," Moody answered. "Why are you appearing now?"
"We've been locked up for a while," Evangeline explained. "Stupid Death Eaters."
The class took a collective breath.
"What, are you all syncronized?" Violet asked, staring at them. "Anyway, Professor, we would like to have the work we missed. Can we?"
Moody gave them a list of assignment and told them to copy notes from someone.
"Alright then," Evangeline said. "We'll be leaving now."
The two started towards the door.
"So, we're getting them off Hermione, right?" Evangeline asked.
"Hell yeah," Violet responded as they left.
They dumped the stuff on their beds, and a prefect entered the room.
"Headmaster Dumbledore wants to see you, freaks," she said.
Violet's hand inched towards her wand, but Evangeline pulled her along. They went up to his office and knocked on the door. He opened it and brought them inside.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, handing them a glass of tea.
"Pretty good, actaully," they responded.
"Good, good," he said. "Now, tell me everything about your imprisonment."
The girls took turns telling the stoy from where they were in the tree because of Violet's anger with the Weasley twins. They went through everything, the lack of food, the lack of water, Lucius abusing them one day with the Cruicartus Curse, and Tonks and Lupin finding them. They told him what they thought about Voldemort wanting them, and he nodded solemly, agreeing.
"And you're both smart in your own ways," he added.
"Ev, what are you good at again?" Violet asked jokingly.
"Oh, ha-ha," Evangeline said.
"I'm joking," Violet laughed.
"Well, girls, tonight, we have guests from other schools arriving," Dumbledore said. "I want you to be good, although I doubt you'll listen to me, because, when have you done that?"
The girls grinned sheepishly at each other and Dumbledore.
"Now, I know Severus has threatened to send you to an all-girls French school," Dumbledore said. "Well, you'll be able to meet a few of the girls that would be in that school."
"Interesting," Violet said with a sly grin in Evangeline's direction.
"So, I know what we're doing tomorrow?" Evangeline responded with the same grin.
"What would that be?" Dumbledore inquired.
"Homework of course," Violet lied smoothly. "We have so much! These teachers give out way too much work!"
"And being gone for the first two months of school doesn't help," Evangeline added.
"Well, you have just enough time to catch your Potions lesson, so hurry along," Dumbledore said, winking at the girls. "Have fun with your 'homework' tomorrow."
"We will!" the girls called as they ran down the steps from his office. They went to their room and grabbed their things. They clumsily changed into robes and then dashed to Snape's classroom.
"Oh, yes, hold the appluase that we're ALIVE," Violet said sarcastically when everyone stared at them in disblief.
"You are alive!" Hermione said and rushed over to hug the girls.
"Sit down," Snape ordered.
"Gee, earlier he hugged us, and now he's not happy at all," Evangeline muttered as they set their stuff up at a table with Ron, Hermione and Harry.
"He HUGGED you?" Ron said in disblief.
"Yeah," Violet said.
When the lesson fianlly ended, they put all their stuff up, pulled on their cloaks and went to the entrance hall.
"When are they gonna get here?" Evangeline asked impatiently.
"Better yet, HOW are they gonna get here?" Violet answered.
They shrugged and continued looking everywhere.
"Oh, hey, since they're French, do you think they're ride in on pretty little unicorns?" Violet suggested after a while. The twins' laughter caused many Slytherins to look at them.
"Aha! Unless I am very mistaken, the delegation from Beauxbatons appraoches!" Dumbledore called.
"Don't be stupid...it's a flying horse!" shouted some first year as something larger than one hundred broomsticks came flying over the forest.
The lights from the castle lit up the large shape, and they saw a gigantic, powder-blue, horse-drawn carrige, the size of a large house, flying towards them, pulled by a dozen winged horses.
"Ha! Wing horses! I was so close!" Violets houted, vicotriously. Evangeline laughed at Violet's outburst.
The girls didn't get a chance to see what their coat of arms was as the door opened. A boy in pale blue robes jumped out, bent forward and fiddled with something on the carrige floor. A set of golden steps unfolded. He sprang back respectfully as a shining, high-heeled balck show emerged from inside the carrige. The woman the shoe belonged to was the largest one the twins had ever seen in their lives. She had to be taller than Hagrid!
The woman was now at the foot of the steps. She was handsome, olve-skinned, large, black, liquid-looking eyes and a rather beaky nose. Her hair was drawn into a shining knob at the back of her neck.
They clapped once Dumbledore started to, but Evangeline wanted a better look. She climbed onto Violet's shoulders, and the weight changed made Violet sumbled.
"Get off me, you idiot!" she shouted.
Mayne more people turned to stare at them, and a few even laughed.
"Good going, Violet," Evangeline said as she jumped off.
"How is this my fault?" Violet asked incredously.
Evangeline shrugged,a dn they turned back to look at the carrige. A dozen boys and girls, all in their late teens, had emerged from the carrige.
"They look like sissies," Violet muttered.
"Yeah! Easy targets!" Evangeline cheered, smiling at her twin.
Many, many minutes later, there was a disturbance on the lake. A whirpool had appeared, and Violet had the sudden idea Vikings were about to attack them from a different universe. But then, a large black mast appeared. Slowly, a giant ship rose from the depts of the lake.
"PIRATES!" Violet shrieked in joy.
"No, you idiot, it's the Durmstang school!" a Ravenclaw shouted at her.
Violet made a rude hand gesture to the girl.
People disembarked from the ship and were walking up to where the whole school was gathered. All of them were built like Crabbe and Goyle, much to Violet and Evangeline's pleasure. That meant better sparring partners. But the bulk was mostly due to the thick, fur-lined cloaks they wore.
"Dumbledore!" called the one in front. "How are you, my dear fellow, how are you?"
"Blooming, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.
Karkaroff was tall and thin, they noticed when he stepped intot he light. His white hair was short, and his goatee finished it a curl, but it did not hide his week chin.
Karkaroff exchanged a few words with Dumbledore before motioning one of his students forward.
"It's KRUM!" Violet whispered in amazement. "Oh my, God! It's Krum! Evangeline, Viktor Krum!"
"I can see this," Evangeline said as Violet shook her in awe.