Hey guys, I'm gona have a link up soon for a model of what the twins part of the house would look like soon, but for now, on my profile page is a link to what I think joey would look like, and what the front of their house would look like.
Disclaimer: The only characters I own in this story are Joey and Danny, everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 3
"So, I really don't think your Mother would approve of your hair Joey." Sirius said, faking a stern attitude.
"Oh, is it still pink?" She asked, taking a lock and staring at it. "Hold on one minute." Then she pulled her wand out of the top of her shirt. Mrs. Weasley gave her a horrified look, Fred and George were staring, and Sirius and Remus couldn't stop laughing at everyone's faces. She had gotten even more brazen than when she was little. She closed her green eyes and started tapping her wand on her hair, her eyelids, her nose, and her clothes. While before her clothes had been grey skinny jeans and a black t-shirt, she was now wearing jean shorts, and a strapless black leather top. Along with high heels with straps that wrapped around her legs all the way above her knees. Her hair quickly turned to a light red, with homemade blonde highlights around her roots. When her eyes snapped open, they were a dark hazel. You could barely tell her eyes from her pupil.
"James' eyes" Sirius muttered.
"And Lily's hair." Remus added. "You haven't changed a bit, Joey."
She smiled at them gratefully. She slid her wand back into her shirt then turned to Fred and George. "If you're going to be staring at me so obviously then you might as well look at my face boys. Dumbledore said you two were notorious pranksters. I won't find out if you're too shy to talk to me." She smirked at them, then turned completely and kept on walking down the long hallway that they were in, her heels clicking on the wooden floor. Everybody walked forward as if in a daze. They were still trying to get over the fact that this girl was related to Harry. She was so different from him! And how did she know their names if they had never told her?
When they reached the end of the hallway, there was a wooden door with no doorknob. But Joey didn't face the door. She turned to face the wall to the right of the door and tapped a space about 5 feet up from the floor with her finger. Out popped a security system, complete with finger checks, eye scanners, and voice conformation systems. Joey ran her finger across and the screen turned green, then she pulled down her eyelid and a light flashed, again the screen turned green. Then she turned to the voice check and said quietly, "We miss you." As if she was trying to hide what she was saying from them. Mrs. Weasley immediately felt sorry for criticizing the girl so much before she even knew her. Everyone in that group knew that she was talking about Harry. And she of all people knew how hard it was to live without your brother.
They heard the door click and then it swung open. When it opened, they walked in to find a grand staircase with stained white banisters on either side and granite steps leading up to a platform in the middle, which branched out into two staircases which met at the top floor. On either side of the bottom of the stairs there was a giant room. In one room, there was a large dinning room with a classy dinning set and a cabinet full of heavily detailed china dishes. On the other side, there was a room that was obviously the living room. It had a large bookshelf with books dominating, along with a few small glass figurines. There was a glass coffee table in front of a large black suede couch. Most of the walls were beige.
"This is the show wing of the house. It's where our grandparents used to entertain guests and stuff. Me and Danny tend to stay in the living wing of the house. It's more….. livable." She seemed to think that was the perfect word to describe her home. Everybody was looking around in wonder at the pure grandeur of the house. And now she was talking about wings as if they were normal things to have in a house!
"There is another wing to the house?" Mrs. Weasley asked in a weak voice.
"Yea, after generations of Potters living in this house they left their own marks on it. The entire place is like a huge museum. And it's magically expanded from the inside." She walked over to a panel in the corner and typed in a code quickly with her pinkie finger. They all jolted when the floor started moving underneath them. "Just stay still, it'll carry you." Joey said.
They reached the top of the stairs and went through a door which took them up more stairs. Halfway up, there was a hallway of what looked like bedrooms, they passed by before anybody got a good look. When they finally reached the top, they were in a big open room that looked like one huge loft, and looked much homier than the room they had walked into at first. The walls were spray painted, with both twins named scribbled all over the walls, along with the names of what must have been friends as well. Right over the stairs banister, there was a large blue, ripped up couch that had three sides, with the open side facing a large TV mounted on the wall. On either side of the TV there were huge bookshelves that had what looked like drawings carved into the sides, and the shelves were packed with what looked like DVD's and home videos, along with some picture frames serving as bookends. There was a wooden coffee table with drawers in the sides in between the couch and three beanbag chairs on the floor in front of the TV.
When they all walked further into the room, they could see two large tables, one circular, and one a long mahogany table with chairs packed into all sides. Right next to the tables was a large granite countertop with black metal chairs surrounding it. With an island in the middle of the kitchen and shiny appliances fitted throughout the kitchen they could all tell that both of the twins were not living paycheck by paycheck.
Joey walked over to a door on the wall in between the living room and the kitchen and banged on the door. Scaring all of the Weasleys when she stared screaming, "DANNY! DANNY! THERES A FIRE IN THE KITCHEN! FIRE IN THE KITCHEN!" Soon enough, a girl came barreling out of the room. She looked exactly like Joey when she wasn't dressed up like one of the band. Her red hair was in a loose bun that was quickly falling out. She was wearing square glasses that were slipping down the bridge of her nose like she had been reading with her nose in a book and was dressed in loose jeans and a green v neck. A locket was dangling from around her neck, a perfect match of the locket which nobody noticed was also hanging around Joey's neck.
"What!" She screeched, "What did you set," She stopped talking abruptly, suddenly realizing that there was no fire in the kitchen. But there was an entire group of people standing in between her and the kitchen. She turned to the smiling Joey, looking livid. "Joey, THERE IS NO FIRE IN THAT KITCHEN!"
"Well duh, why would I call you if there was a fire in the kitchen? You would freak out the entire time before I actually figured out that we could put it out with our wands, and then you would yell at me for twenty minutes about how irresponsible I was." Joey said, as if she should have figured this out already.
Danny started shaking with fury for a few seconds, then jumped at Joey. Except when she landed on top of her, knocking her halfway across the living room, she wasn't a girl. She was what looked like a panther whiter than a wedding dress. Everybody in the room looked like they were about to jump in to save Joey from her psychotic sister when Joey flipped her over. Except it wasn't Joey anymore. It was a panther darker than the leather of Joey's shirt. The shocked group stood frozen, watching the two sisters brawl it out in the middle of the living room. This was obviously a regular occurance, because now that they were staring at the two panthers fighting on the floor, they saw tons of scratch marks all over the floor. Including some that stretched across the furniture.
After around two minutes, Joey had Danny pinned on the floor, and they were both human again. "I was worried about you, you idiot! You know you can't do that to me!" Danny was screaming. She wasn't even trying to free herself from Joey's grasp. It seemed like Joey was the more experienced fighter out of the two.
"I'm sorry." Joey said genuinely. "But you wouldn't have listened. You know how addicted you are to your work. And I needed you out here. We have company."
Danny looked over and her eyes widened at the sight of the large group of people standing in the middle of the room, looking like they were all about to faint. She flexed both her hands and Joey seemed to take this as a sign that she wanted to get up. She slid effortlessly back onto her feet and pulled Danny up with her.
Danny nervously walked up to them all and stuck out her hand. "Hi, sorry, about all that. I wasn't aware that we had company. I'm Daniela Potter." Arthur shook her hand dazedly.
"Arthur Weasley. This is my wife Molly, my sons Fred, George, Bill, and Ron, and that's his and Harry's friend Hermione, and this is my daughter Ginny. And I daresay you know Sirius and Remus. Danny's face lit up at the mention of Sirius and Remus.
"Oh my God!" She shrieked. "I missed you guys!" She hugged the two of them and they finally seemed to snap out of it, hugging her back.
"James would be extremely proud of you two, being illegal animaguses." Remus said. Sirius nodded in agreement. Danny smiled gratefully and Joey smirked.
"Well we are geniuses." She said boastfully, passively waving a hand as she strode into the kitchen and started digging through the kitchen for something to drink. Danny frowned at her back.
"Don't be so rude Jojo." Danny said quietly. She seemed to be more like Harry when it came to attitude. She was shyer than Joey and less favorable of attention, but had the temper of her mother. "You're giving them a bad first impression. So," She said, turning back to the Weasleys and Hermione. "Why don't you come sit down around the kitchen and we can talk for a while before you have to go back to Grimmuald Place."
Everybody sat around the counter. It was a tribute to how large the kitchen was that there were enough stools for all of them. Danny went and sat on the island in the middle of the kitchen. Joey leaned against the counter, now holding what looked like a coke. Not that any of them knew what that was, seeing as it was a muggle drink.
"Um, before we get to know each other," Danny started, "Do you think you could tell us a little bit about Harry? No offense but, that's more of what we would like to hear right now. Dumbledore can only tell us so much." Joey seemed to start looking serious at the mention of Harry's name. It seemed like Joey was just as interested in what they had to say about Harry as well. Molly, despite her obvious reluctance to trust the twins with Harry, looked like she was about to cry.
Hermione took the initiative, seeing that nobody seemed like they could speak at the moment. "Well he's brave to the point of stupidity, he cares more about others than he cares about himself, which is a bad thing in some situations." Hermione smiled wryly, thinking of some of the selfless things that Harry had done over the years.
"But when he gets angry, he gets really angry. Nobody can get through to him when he's like that." Ron added.
Both Danny and Joey smiled. Joey smiled towards the floor, seeming like she was deep in thought. "So he has the same temper as mom." Danny said laughingly. "Dad was the only person who could get through to her like that." She shook herself out of what seemed to be a very old memory that she could only partially remember and faced the group again.
Mrs. Weasley added her opinions as well. "He's extremely polite. He's always a dear when he comes to visit at the Burrow."
"The Burrow?", both girls said together. Fred and George smiled, another set of twins that they would probably be seeing a lot of. This was great.
"Our home." Mr. Weasley said. "We've always called it that."
"That's so sweet." Danny said. When Joey snorted she kicked her in the leg with her ugg boots. "So, Dumbledore said you're our judges. Any questions?" She seemed to be trying to remind Joey that if the Weasleys were unimpressed with them, then they wouldn't get to meet Harry yet.
"How old are you two?" Mrs. Weasley asked quickly. It seemed she and Hermione were the most eager to find out more about these two.
"We turn twenty-one on September 13th. " Joey answered. She had a frown on her face as she answered though. She was angry at the fact that Dumbledore had sent someone to determine whether or not they were ready to take care of their little brother. Legally, they should be able to take care of him, but Dumbledore had everything set before the two of them were old enough to be able to do anything about it.
"What kind of jobs do you two have?" Remus asked. He knew both girls were ready to take care of him, he was just trying to find out what he and Sirius had missed in all of that time that they thought the twins were dead.
"Well, Joey is a singer for a very popular band. But you probably already knew that, from what you walked through to get here. She sings for Paramour, under a different name and appearance so that nobody will recognize her." Danny explained to them.
"And Danny is a video surveillance guidance director and weapons designer for the muggle American CIA." Joey said. At their confused looks she added, "CIA means central intelligence agency, so essentially, she's a spy."
"I am not a spy Jojo!" Danny said angrily. It seemed like this was a common argument. "I am a, Joey are you okay?" Joey had leant against the counter suddenly and clutched at her stomach.
"Fine, Danny." Joey answered quickly. She straightened up suddenly, all signs of pain gone. Danny looked like she was about to say something before a look of realization came across her face and she turned back to the confused people at the counter, eager to turn the attention away from Joey.
"So what about you guys, what do you do?" Joey asked. Bill answered quickly before his mother or Hermione had a chance to question what all of that was about. He could see it was something they didn't want to talk about yet.
"I'm a curse breaker for Gringotts. I used to be stationed in Egypt, but I transferred here so I could be closer to the Order."
Joey smiled evilly. "How good are you in a duel?" She asked. Danny gave her a disapproving look, but seemed resigned to the fact that Joey was going to do what she wanted.
"Fairly good, you could take me?" Bill asked playfully.
"I think I could beat you hands down without my wand." Joey said superiorly, "But that's just my opinion. What do you think? Think you could take me? I don't get many curse breakers who are actually fun in a duel, they're always far too easy to beat."
Bill smiled. Molly looked disapproving, and Arthur seemed not to mind whether they dueled or not. He knew that Bill wouldn't hurt her.
"Well then I guess we have to duel then." Bill said smiling. It wasn't often that he got to duel anybody and he would look forward to what might end up being a challenge.
"Follow me then." Joey said. She walked over to the door to the left of the one that Danny had come barreling out of not fifteen minutes ago and ushered them all inside.
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