Harry Potters Twin Sister Novels & Stories

The witch power seems to be split between the babies and constantly tries to reform, so strongly that it always ends in one – or both – twins dead. “Willow, you didn’t watch it. I did. I watched, they were just two little girls, I watched and by the age of six the magic was taking control. They were crazy, unhinged, by the age of eleven one twin had killed the other to try and free themselves from that. Only then, the guilt of killing her sister made her end her own life, even after the magic had settled down.” He looks at her, he can’t watch that again.

Oh dear child you do have a sister, but your parents thought that she died while giving birth to the both of you. No, how can this be I thought that I was the only one she gave birth to. No, my child your twin sister is alive. How do you know this? I know this because I have watched over her and you. The witch Sylvia is the one who had given your sister to someone else. But she is not really a witch and all will be revealed when the danger is over. What danger are you talking about? What do you mean she isn't really a witch? I ask the Moon Goddess. All will be revealed very soon my dear child.

Hazel asked in fear. "Haven't mum and dad warned us never to go in there? Don't you know those witches are bad news?!" Hazel cried out. Maeve glared at her twin sister through eyes that were half closed to slits as she tried to control her anger and disgust at being found out by her sister and being in her presence all at once. The blonde-haired beauty tried to control her temper as she breathed heavily through her nose which was flaring as her wolf growled in anger at her Raven-haired twin.

Thalia paused her sentence and gave everyone time to digest her words before continuing vigorously. Yuriel's face grew paler, he was too shocked to stop Thalia. “This woman is Yuriel Scott, Mrs. Yunifer's twin sister who was involved in the accident,” Thalia smirked as she pointed at the silent Yuriel with a pale face.

A spark of familiarity. And then it hit me. This woman was my twin sister, thought to be dead at birth. The one I had been searching for. My mind reeled as I tried to process this revelation. My sister. The one who was supposed to be my ally. Was now my enemy. My mind reeled as I stared at the woman, my sister. I had never known I had a sister, let alone one who seemed to radiate an aura of dark magic. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice firm, but my heart racing with trepidation.

Tabatha closed her eyes and started stirring the potion with a spoon, and then she started talking in a different language. Suddenly black smoke appeared and a few seconds later it was gone. "You are wasting your time making that potion," A female said and we looked up to see a woman that looked just like Sof standing by the doorway of the kitchen. "You, are..." Sof started to say but the woman cut her off "Hello, Sofia. I am your twin sister, Ava. I think it is time that we had a chat," Ava said and I instantly pulled Sof protectively to my side. Ava started to laugh

In one swing, I took her phone from her hands and tried to delete our conversation. She looks at me and back at my phone, “it says here that Aurora has one other sibling,” she said, looking at me. “Yes, our sister and Aurora's twin, Aubrey,” I said to her and she gasped slightly. “Aurora has a twin sister?” She asked and I nodded my head. “Yes, she does and I don't know where Aubrey is,” I said and she looks at me with pity. “Don't do that,” I said, walking away from her. I walked towards the window and tried not to replay my childhood in my head.

She went back into the house nonchalantly. And I followed her behind.. "My sister is ill, she needs your help". I asked her , then she turned her head and replied.. "You're Ada, and your twin sister is Ava, right?". She asked, wanting to clarify .. I nodded my head applying a forcefully pressure. And it turned out that, the old witch I was eagerly waiting to see, was non other than herself _ But she wasn't old... "Let's go". She grabbed her bag and we left for Charlies apartment.

“I thought you'd say that. But look at us right now, Iris. Same face. Same voice. Same wolf scent, if you really pay attention. I am your sister. Your childhood sister you never knew.” I stepped back, my gown catching on the floor. “Stop it! I don't have a twin. I don't have a sister. This is impossible. My parents would have told me. They…” Fiona smiled gently. “It's good to see you, sister.”

I smiled at him, "Oh.. I'm sorry, and help me get the foods from the kitchen. I'm betting you guys are hungry.." The youngest Ellis brother wrap an arm around me as we walk to the kitchen to help with my mom. I called her a few seconds ago after the mild drama with Zenith. I think I'm gonna be okay now because Harry's here, I guess he's all I need. Well, it's just like what he always say --- he's my twin. He could feel what I am feeling. I have never wanted to have a twin until today...