A/N: I want to change Victoria's name. Suggestions?
August 17
~ Vicky's POV ~
I was sitting on my bed in my room thinking. Thinking about that I arrived home an hour ago. Thinking about my twin brother, am how I can't wait to see him again! Thinking about that I'm going to start at Hogwarts in two weeks. I can't wait to see my brothers reaction when he finds out! He doesn't know I'm going to start at Hogwarts, he still thinks I'm going to that stupid girls-only school.
I stand up from my bed and walk over to the mirror in my room, I take a look at myself. I don't have any makeup on right now, but who cares? I continue looking at myself in the mirror. My eyes are hazel and my hair is jet-black, just as James. Although my hair isn't messy like his. I guess you could say we are pretty identical.
I look at the clock, it's almost 15:00 (03:00 PM). James was suppose to be back from one of his friend's now, and he didn't know I was home. I was planning on surprising him, his face is really funny when he is surprised, shocked or confused.
I got out of my room and started to walk fast to the entrance door. When I got to the top of the stairs I saw James and dad walking through the door. "James!" I shouted running down the stairs luckily without tripping. "Vicky?" James looks confused in my direction. His face was priceless, I should have taken a picture. I ran into his arms and give him a big hug. Wow, I have actually forgotten how messy his hair actually was! How did I forget that?
"I thought you wouldn't be here before next week," he said surprised. "Surprise!" I yell in his face with a big smile. "Merlin, how much I have missed you sis!" he smiled back.
August 24.
"There you are sweetheart" mom walked into my room. "Hi mom," I said without looking up from the interesting book I was currently reading.
"Get ready, we are going get you sorted into your house," mom said with a smile. I gasped and looked up from the book.
Without knowing it, I sat in Dumbledore's office, it was just before he was about to put a very, very, VERY old looking hat on my head. Is that seriously how you get sorted into your house? As soon as the hat was put on my head I heard a voice in my head, "Oi, oi, oi, another Potter? A prankster too this one! Well well... let's get to the sorting part. It's easy to see your not really a Slytherin. You are really loyal to the people you really trust and you would do OKAY in Hufflepuff. But you are smart, a really smart witch. You would do SO well in Ravenclaw, you would get the chance to show people how smart you really are. You are also kind-hearted, a pure heart of gold. But your bravery is bigger than the other... It's clearly between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor! A difficult choice this one. But I believe you would be best in...". Then it shouted "Gryffindor" really, and I mean really, loud, but I just smiled. I was in Gryffindor just like my brother and every other Potter! I was so happy about it that I was smiling like crazy.
September 1.
~James POV~
I was just finished triple checking that I had packed everything when Vicky popped her head in my room "Mom is asking if you are finished packing". "Yeah, I'm finished" I answer. "Good," she said before diapering. I started thinking about how horribly I'm going to miss my sister when I'm at Hogwarts and she at some stupid girls-only school in France, I wish she would go to Hogwarts too. I check the time. I need to hurry up if I don't want to be late!
~~~~~at the Hogwarts Express~~~~~
~Still James POV~
Me, Sirius, Remus and Peter just found an empty compartment and sat down. I sat next to the window and looked out thinking about my twin sister. What was she doing right now? Was she happy being back in France with her friends? Did she miss me like I missed her right now? Did she know I really missed her?
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Another Potter
FanfictionVictoria Potter is the twin sister of James Potter. She was supposed to go back to that girls-only school in France, but she got expelled for pulling a prank that crossed the line. So she'll join her brother at Hogwarts on their fifth year. Get grea...