The Twins Who Lived

The Common Room

"Well." Harry said. "That's a surprise, but a good one. Can I read?"

"Chapter Ten, The Common Room."

Euphemia had to admit, she wasn't complaining she was a Slytherin. Seeing as her own father nearly ended up in Slytherin, she obviously shared some qualities with him.

Sitting down at the Slytherin table, Euphemia could physically feel people look at her.

"Welcome to Slytherin, little sis." Albus said, grinning.

"Thank you, older brother."

"You'll get use to it after a while, all the whispers 'a Potter in Slytherin?' or 'child of the Potters in Slytherin?' It's just rubbish. I mean, look at Dad. He nearly ended up in Slytherin, and look where he is now!" Albus said.

"Dead, along with Mum." Euphemia said.

"That's one way to say it..."

"Why are you so blunt?"

"Minnie raised me."

"Ha, fair point!"

...........

Finally. Finally, the Sorting Ceremony was over.

"I'm straving!" Albus moaned.

"Same!" Euphemia groaned.

"Have patience."

The Sorting Hat was put away, and Minnie stood up.

"Aw, speech time!" Albus moaned. "Food first, then speech."

"First of all, welcome to our first years. Your house will treat you like family while you're here. Behave, and you'll gain house points. Misbehave and you'll lose house points."

"Qudditch tryouts will be held next weekend. First years are not aloud to try out for their house team, so don't even try, Frank Longbottom."

"Professor!"

"Damnit!" Frank shouted.

"Your son is nothing like you Neville."

"Yeah I guessed that."

"Mr Filch has asked me to remind for the millionth time to not be bringing pranking equipment into Hogwarts, but I know none of you will listen to me."

"That's right!" James shouted.

"Thank you Potter."

Euphemia completely tuned out.

........

"FOOD!" Alexander Johnson shouted in delight. "Hello, Euphemia, pleasure to meet you."

"You too, where are you from?"

"Wales. You?"

"London."

"Lovely, how are your parents?"

"Dead." Euphemia said bluntly. "Have you not heard my story?"

"No. I know you're an orphan." Alexander said. "I'm Muggle Born, you see."

"A Muggle Born in Slytherin?" Pansy Parkinson shrieked. "It's impossible! "

"What?!" Euphemia and Albus said in shock.

"This is mad, Muggle Born people never end up in Slytherin!" Albus said.

"Well, I'm glad to break the tradition." Alexander said, smiling as he cut up his steak. "Euphemia, explain who you are exactly."

"Basically, ten years ago my parents Harry and Ginny were murdered at the hands of Delphi, Lord Voldemort's daughter. Voldemort was a wizard mass murderer in the seventies, early eighties and late nineties. Delphi came out of the blue a few years after her dad died. Started killing loads of people like a proper psychopath. Went after my parents. Dad saved me and my twin brother Neville. Here we are ten years later." Euphemia explained hurriedly as she piled Yorkshire pudding and mashed potatoes on her plate.

"That sounds awful." Alexander said, chewing on his boiled egg.

"It was. I can't remember it though. Flash of green light, someone screaming." Euphemia said. "Anyways, any mass murderer kill off your parents?"

"Mum abandoned me after Dad came out as gay." Alexander said. "She was afraid I'd turn out as gay too. She's a religious nut. Lives by the Bible. "

"Sounds bonkers."

"So she never contacts you?"

"Unless it's to persuade me to go to church and ask God to forgive me, no. She's fucking crazy. Dad's filing for full custody at Christmas time. "

"Good for him!"

"Good! Your mum sounds crazy!" Albus chimed in. "I'm her brother Albus."

"Pleasure." Alexander said.

"Got any siblings?"

"One sister, but she's dead. As a baby. Mum just went on and on how God deemed Mary was too good for us, but she actually died of pneumonia." Alexander said.

"Ah, the poor lass."

"Sorry."

"It's okay. I don't remember her really. I was only three."

. ....... ........ .......

"Slytherin first years, to the common room!" A Prefect shouted as the feast ended. The Slytherin students went to the common room, full of delicious food and chatting sleepily.

"Snakeblood." The Prefect said and the wall opened to reveal the Slytherin common room. "Girl dormitories on the left, boys on the right. Goodnight."

The first years walked up the stairs, and Euphemia found her room quickly.

Euphemia Potter.

Alexandria Malfoy.

"What?!"

Marian Millen.

Mary Boyle.

Ann Robinson.

Jamie Jones.

Olivia Ward.

Alice Cooper.

"That's a lot of girls, but wasn't there over two hundred students in Effie's year? Shouldn't there be more?"

"Perhaps more dormitories have been made to house the other girls."

"Hi girls." Euphemia said. "I'm Effie."

"Welcome to Slytherin, Effie Potter." A blonde girl with freckles said. "I'm Mary."

"Pleasure." Euphemia said. "Where's my bed?"

"Whetever." A pale blonde girl said. "I'm Ann."

"Hi." Euphemia said, choosing the bed nearest the window.

Euphemia dragged her trunk over and placed it at the end of her bed. She pulled out her Chudley Cannons t-shirt and shirts and flung herself on her bed.

"This bed is so fucking comfortable!" Euphemia said dramatically. "Oh Merlin, I love Slytherin!"

The next morning, Euphemia wore the silver and emerald, proud of where she belonged.