Everyone knows the story of James Potter and his gang. What if James had a twin sister who was also part of the gang. Follow Liza Potter's journey from childhood to adulthood. All the characters except mine belong to JK Rowling.
Shortly after breakfast, my brother and I ran up to our room to get dressed. I could hear my parents laugh at us as we flew up the stairs. In our excitement, we both reached the door at the same time. As a result, we were stuck in the doorway.
"Ahh Jamie, you're too big. Move out the way you tub of lard so I can get in." I spat at him. I only called him by his real name when I was irritated. This was definitely one of those times.
"Ohh that's rich coming from you Aurora. When you jumped out of bed, I thought that the floor was going to break." James hissed back with extra venom. His response made my blood boil and I felt an urge to bludgeon him right now. But before I could, a tiny voice distracted us.
"I swear you two are so daft at times. Engorio. There now both of your arses can fit through."Keci yelled at us as she stormed into the room with us. With that, we stopped our bickering. We hated upsetting keci and for her sake made a truce. She flung herself onto my cream bed and laid down on her stomach, kicking her feet.
James and I began pulling out clothes from our dresser to make outfits. We knew that keci would have the final say and got into the drill. We began modeling for her and listened to her commands. I loved when she got into her diva mode as she had us strut down the "catwalk". Finally after an hour, she settled on our outfits.
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"Thanks Keci, you have a great eye for this stuff. I swear I'll bring you lots of treats for your help." I told her as I gave a tight hug.
"Really Keci, thank you. Without you, we would be dressing terribly. You know wings would be a trainwreck." James joked. I sent a snowball his way for making a bad fashion comment towards me. Unfortunately, he dodged it and it went flying behind him. Keci snickered at my failed attempt to get back at him but burst into tears at whom the snowball actually landed on.
"I'm glad that you two are dressed. Now all we have to do is wait on the ultimate diva: your mother." My dad joked as he ate bits of snow.
The four of us went downstairs to the living room and waited on our mum. Of course, she looked dazzling in her tight-fitting scarlet red robes, which accented her curvy figure. Her dark brown hair was curled softly and a velvet red hat with a black feather in the side sat on top. She pulled on her black cloak and was ready to go. My parents, James and I locked arms to prepare for apparating to Diagon alley.
