The Döppelganger Witch

💚Thirteen💚

Ella combed her hair while staring at her own reflection in the mirror.

She stared at her curly hair. Her brown eyes and her rosy skin .

She knew she was pretty , but the fact that she shared her face with another didn't make her feel all that confident .

Cho Chang didn't share her face with anyone else now did she?. It was so unfair .

She wished she looked different ,or that there was no Elena Gilbert.

" Ella, aren't you going to bed ?", Hermione's voice startles her out of her unnecessary thoughts.

" In a minute ", she answers back without looking at the other girl.

" You've been combing your hair for too long now ,Ella, we've got classes bright and early tomorrow morning and with those other schools here we need to be on our best behaviour ".

Ella sighs deeply before turning away from the mirror and walk over to her bed on which Hermione was lounging with a magazine in her hands .

" I don't like those Beauxbatons girls ", the Döppelganger says taking a seat beside her ," they're unique and me? I'm not. I share my features with Elena Freaking Gilbert  ".

Hermione looks at her frowning at her words .

She heard from Ron about  seeing the Gilbert woman .

She supposedly  truly looked like Ella's twin even if she's older and her hair is straight.

Ron did also say that Elena was something else too ,but Ella wouldn't tell him what .

Harry had looked so interested in knowing what they were talking about .

Hermione vaguely remember seeing the other girl at platform Nine and Three-Quarter  the previous school year ,but she hadn't paid much attention to her .

" You know the reason for sharing your features ,Ella, it's something special and unique , so , stop fretting about your face and tell me what you think of the photo above Lavender's bed ."

Ella frowned as she went to take a look at said Photo .

It was of a sixth year boy from Hufflepuff , Cedric Diggory .

Ella could never understand why the other  girls was so inlove with him . To her he looked like those popstar boys from bands that wouldn't look good anymore once they hit their thirties and forties .

" Where'd she get that ?", she asks Hermione .

Lavender and Parvati hadn't come from the bathroom yet and so she and Hermione had the chance to speak without worrying about them overhearing.

" Stole it from a sixth year girl from  Hufflepuff ", Hermione says ," I suppose many girls would've done that ".

Ella shakes her head smiling slightly at the stupidity of teenage girl crushes.

" I'm going to bed now , the feast  was awfully long ", she says waving Hermione to her own bed," Especially because of our visitors".

Their visitors were from other European magical schools and they were going to compete in the Triwizard Tournament that Hogwarts was hosting .

Ella had been surprised to hear about it when Dumbledore informed the students at the feast .

The only real bummer was that she nor any young witch or wizard under the age of seventeen was not allowed to enter for it .

She would've loved to be able to enter .

" And don't forget you combing that curls of yours ", Hermione says smiling meschieviously .