Shy Prankster

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I am Hermione Grangers twin sister, me and her go to Hogwarts together...but she's in Gryffindor and I'm in Hufflepuff. It was a surprise to say the least that we were witches. We are in our 3rd year at Hogwarts. We are on our way to the Weasleys home right now. I've never met any of them before. I am the more shy and quiet twin, while Hermione is the bossy and smart one. I don't mind her being bossy though, she leads while I follow. "Daisey were here....wake up...." I woke up to the gentle voice of my sister. I got up and went inside with her. There was a short, plump woman with fiery red hair, she had a motherly smile plastered on her face. While beside her was a tall plumpish man with fiery red hair just like the woman's, but he had chocolate brown eyes that shown with mischief and curiosity. "Hi dear, its good to see you again.....are you eating properly? You look a little skinny, and your hair is straight now." the plump woman asked. "Mrs.Weasley, that is not me, that's my twin sister Daisey Granger. She goes to Hogwarts but is in Hufflepuff." I am so happy right now, my sister has just saved me. "Hi.....im Daisey, ummm.Hermione's twin.....its nice to meet you Mrs. and Mr. Weasley." I said in my timid voice. I don't like to talk very often since I'm a bit shy. "I never knew you had a twin Hermione...Say Daisey.what's it like to be muggle born? Can you tell me what a 'pen' is? was it a shock when you and your sister got Hogwarts letters?" Mr. Weasley started to ask me a lot of questions, and I was starting to get a bit over whelmed by him. "DEAR! Your over whelming the poor girl. Go up stairs and go to sleep, you have work in the morning. goodnight" Mrs. Weasley came to my rescue. "Thank you Mrs. Weasley your home is very lovely, and I apologize for my sister, she is very shy around new people. Goodnight Mrs. Weasley." they said there good nights, then Hermione took us up stairs to a girls room where a little red headed girl lay asleep on one bed and the other one was for us. "Looks like were gonna share a bed, if you want Hermione I can sleep on the floor." "No, we can cuddle like usual. C'mon, lets get some sleep." That night I had one of my nightmares. Most the time there about someone I care about dyeing, weather it be Cedric Diggory my best friend in Hufflepuff, my mother and father and the worst ones are of my sister getting tortured to death. Tonight it was of Hermione dyeing. I woke up in a cold sweat while my sister comforts me until all of my senses come back, and I fall into a dreamless sleep.