Angel [Hierarchy Series] [Harry Potter Fanfiction] (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 3 - Diagon Alley

Chapter 3

"Have I lost my marbles?" A boy in his twelfth, golden hair styled in a messy twist-bun, ice-blue eyes widen in shock, had mumbled to his friend, who shared the same expression as he have.

"Have I lost my plot?" countered the girl in her eleventh, stunned as she reread the letter in her hand. It had been mid-morning of their birthday, something they have in common and lived in as tradition, and her parents had called out for them, stating that a letter had been send to the two of them. It was weird when her mother told that it was being delivered by a... owl.

"This is impossible!" commented the boy. "I thought you were shitting me when you said about such school existing!" he added with disbelief, rereading the letters as well. "Dear Mister Colt," he started and once joined by his best friend as he read the rest.

"We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Terms begin on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress"

It was silence then when ice-blue eyes meets (e/c) ones. "This is a prank right?" Nathan Colt asked his friend, Y/N L/N.

"One shouldn't considered themselves shitted." countered the girl, never taking her eyes off the boy, before grinning madly and Nathan reflect the same grin. "Immigrates –" she lifts her hand and make a fist.

The boy copied her action; making their fists' bump "–We get the job done." Nathan completed the sentence. "So what does this means for us? What do we do now?" he inquired to the girl beside him, still in her pajamas as he is. Their sleepover wouldn't be done until evening itself.

"Well..." the girl tailed off but didn't get a chance to reply any further when her mother's voice called out for them on the other side of the door.

"Y/N, sweety, breakfast's ready."

"A-alright, we'll be down there in a sec, mommy!" Y/N yelled back and then, the two of them decided that it would be best not to say anything just yet, just as the voice in her head had advised. Giddy as ever, they rush out of the room, race in the stairs and Nathan cheered when he steps into the dining room first. "No fair," Y/N whined, "you got longer legs."

"Of course," Nathan huff proudly, grinning at the little one smugly "these hotdogs legs run the fastest in the tracking field." Without anything much to counter, Y/N only stick out her tongue at the boy. "Ew," he fake a disgusted look, "you're kinky."

"Alright you two," an orotund voice spoke from the end of the table and putting the news paper aside, Y/N's mother beam a smile at them, "sit down or else, I'll be eating all the bacons in the next few seconds."

With a disbelieved look, Y/N then "No way!" challenged with Nathan hurrying beside the woman.

"Hush you three." chuckled a woman that step out of the kitchen, plate filled with food was in her hand. Placing a kiss on her spouse lips, she placed the plates down and gesture the kids to feast.

Lilith, the one who sat in the end of the table, chuckled at the kids who launch themselves to get as many food as they can. Really, they're acting like hungry wolves but no one can blame them, with her wife, Megan's, cooking it's expected.