(A/N): Hey Guys! So, this is the chapter with the plot twist in it! This chapter was very hard for me to write, because I couldn't get into the mood to write. I've been toying with this idea for like, half the story, but only decided to actually use it a few chapters a few chapters ago, which is probably...pretty bad.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Nicholai, Shari and the plot twist.
Leo
Today, we were going for a trip into Diagon Alley to pick up some books. I honestly don't know which books, or why we needed them, my father wouldn't tell me, but he and I were going to Diagon Alley.
So, we had breakfast, before he apparated us to outside the Leaky Cauldron. Safe to say, I almost lost my breakfast all over the sidewalk.
"Can we never do that again please?" I whimpered, and my father shook his head amusedly.
"How do you think we're getting home?" I groaned, and he led the way into and through the establishment, getting disgusted and hateful looks the whole time. Apparently, vampires were very easy to recognise.
We made our way into the back Alley, and my father tapped the pattern into the bricks of the wall, and they started to roll back. I grinned as I found myself in an entirely new, yet utterly familiar, world.
"Flourish and Blotts first, then Jules' Literary Supplies." I wrinkled my eyebrows. I had never heard of the second store...why were we going there? Where was there?
I nodded, and stuck close to him as he moved over to and entered Flourish and Blotts. I stood in the corner of the store, trying to avoid attracting attention, while my father found the books he needed and bought them at the counter.
"On to the Literary supplies store!" My father announced quietly as we exited the shop, and I rolled my eyes.
"Yay." I muttered, uninterested and bored. We were in Flourish and Blotts for over fifteen minutes. How long does it take to buy a few freaking books?!
My father glanced at me before shaking his head, leading the way halfway down the alley before turning into a side alley I hadn't noticed before. I thought the only side alley was Knockturn alley?
We turned a few times, before ending up in a narrow passage with an equally narrow store at the end of it, with a sign reading 'Jules' Literary Supplies' painted on the front.
"Wait outside, it's a bit too cramped for both of us to go in." I nodded, taken a seat on the step outside while my father entered. I settled for a long wait, knowing how long my father could spend talking about pens.
About five minutes in, I heard a giggle, the type you only hear from young children.
I inhaled quietly, and a strange but familiar scent hit me. I jumped to my feet, scanning the area, instantly alert, before I saw them, peaking around the side of a building.
The young girl, who looked to be around ten, giggled once more, and I smiled slightly, but sadly. I knew she was ten, because I knew her.
She had medium, honey-brown hair, pale, yet darker than mine, skin, and blue-green eyes that were staring straight at me.
"Mia." I whispered, and then she was gone. I heard her footsteps of course, skipping in the opposite direction, and she was still giggling to herself, but I couldn't follow her.
No, I couldn't follow her, because at that point my father came out of the store.
He rummaged around in the brown paper bag he was holding for a few seconds before staring at me, his eyes widening with concern.
"What happened to you? You look like you've seen a ghost." I shook my head, heading for the winding back alley's that led back to Diagon Alley.
No.
No, not a ghost, my little sister.
(A/N): ...Anyone shocked by that?
Anyone?
No?
Oh.
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