Pansy's POV
"Wh-wh-what are you doing here?" I ask. Fred (or maybe George) frowns. "We got a letter to come here. What are you doing here?" Sneering slightly, I say, "This is my house. I got a letter from my parents to come. Obviously." My parents walk into the room. "Settle yourselves, children. We have much to tell you," Mum says, motioning us over to the sofa in the corner of the room. I've never seen this room in our manor before, which is strange because I thought I had seen all of it. My dad speaks up. "I'm sure you are wondering why you are here. Let me tell you." He takes a deep breath and begins. "Two years before Pansy was born, we learned that she (motioning to my mother) was pregnant with twins-two boys. However, at the time, Voldemort was in the height of his power. The Order of the Phoenix took both of our boys, thinking they would be a great asset when they grew up, similar to how Ariana Zabini, Kayla Malfoy, Lydia Nott, and Nathaniel Nott were taken. We've been waiting until it felt safe to find them, and now that the Zabinis, Malfoys, and Notts have deemed it safe to bring their children home, the Parkinsons will do so as well." George (or maybe Fred) had understood first. "Are you saying...?" My mother nods. "Yes. You are our lost sons, and Pansy's brothers." Before Fred and George could say anything, she muttered a simple reversal charm and both boys' appearances started to change. They both now had black hair and pale skin. One now had blue eyes while one now had green-I could tell them apart now. The blue-eyed one had been Fred, while the green-eyed one had been George. Mum smiled. To Fred, she said, "Your birth name was Cayden Hawthorn Parkinson." To George, she said, "Your birth name was Cole Yew Parkinson."
Third Person POV
After another hour or two catching up on lost time, Pansy Parkinson, formerly an only child, and Cayden and Cole Parkinson, formerly Fred and George Weasley, returned to Hogwarts with the plan of speaking to Dumbledore in the morning. The twins went to the Room of Requirement knowing that they would likely receive questions by going back to the Gryffindor dorm. Pansy stole back into the Slytherin dorms and went to sleep. When she awoke in the morning, the other girls pressed her for answers but she simply told them, "Wait and see." Leaving the dorm, she met her brothers and headed for the Headmaster's office. The gargoyle asked for the password, and Cayden told it, "Jelly slugs." The gargoyle spun away to reveal a staircase, which the siblings took up to Dumb-old-bore, as Pansy and her friends had taken to calling him. He was seated at his desk, clearly awaiting their arrival. He smiled at them. "Ah, the Parkinson siblings. What can I do for you?" Pansy took the lead. "My brothers need a resorting...sir." The headmaster nodded and took the Sorting Hat down. "That should be easy enough. Mr. Parkinson, Mr. Parkinson, come sit on this chair here. It was Cayden's turn first.
Cayden's POV
I sat down on the stool. The hat was placed on my head and it's voice spoke in my mind. A Parkinson! Last time you sat under me you believed yourself to be a Weasley, if I am correct. I put you in the correct house for Fred Weasley, but Cayden Parkinson is very different. Yes...a sense of cunning and a desire for revenge...brave, but not as chivalrous as before...loyal, certainly, and smart, but there's really only one place for you to go...SLYTHERIN! The hat cried. I grinned. Then, taking off the hat, I motioned to my brother to go ahead and take my seat before going to stand next to Pansy. She hugged me happily as I grinned down at her.
Cole's POV
After the Sorting Hat announced Cayden to be a Slytherin, I took his spot. Setting the hat upon my head, it spoke to me, saying: Ah, yes, the other one. The last one, if I'm not mistaken. There have been ever so many of you hidden children this year, and only come to light thanks to Blaise Zabini, really. He was the one that found Miss Ariana. From there, Miss Kayla Malfoy was found, and then Lydia and Nathaniel Nott. And the Weasleys at the heart of it all, claiming three stolen children as their own and quite close to the other three. Now there is simply the matter of judging you. Yes, just like your brother. Cunning, thirsty for revenge, brave-not selfless anymore, though-, smart, and loyal. Just as I told your brother, George Weasley was placed in Gryffindor since that was where he belonged, but Cole Parkinson is only fit for... SLYTHERIN! I took off the hat and handed it back to Dumbledore. Then my brother, sister, and I headed for breakfast.
Ariana's POV
When Pansy comes into the Great Hall, she's already a few minutes late. That's not why she's being stared at, though. No, this is because there are two strange boys following her. They're tall, pale skinned, and dark haired like Pansy. From the looks of them, they're probably about sixth years. One has the same green eyes as Pansy, and one has blue eyes. As she walks up to the table, she smiles at us. "Guys, I want you to meet my older brothers, Cayden and Cole." She says as the rest of us sit there shell shocked. This was apparently what her parents wanted to tell her. The green eyed one is Cole and the blue eyed one is Cayden. Also known as Fred Weasley (Cayden) and George Weasley (Cole). It's perfectly clear when you look at the Parkinsons that they're already getting along as though they've know each other all their lives. I spy Ron storming over out of the corner of my eye and groan, announcing to the table, "Here we go again."
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