Novel & Cerita Harry Potters Twin Sister

“This is a mistake. I don’t know anything about your accounts. I didn’t—” He cut her off with a gesture. “Enough. Lie to me again, and I’ll start asking questions like why you have that little hamster tattoo on your pelvis” Emilia paled. “You’ve met Isadora. My twin sister” Luca stepped back, heart thudding. “Isadora.” The name hit him like a bullet. The woman who vanished with his empire’s backbone wasn’t just a thief. She was blood to this—this innocent yet sharped mouth woman.

Because how can she not when it was her sister who is suffering? If there’s one person who can give her strength but also make her weak and vulnerable, it’s only Yvonne. Not even their parents can make her this weak and vulnerable. Even when they died. Sure, she just teared up a little but that’s it. But, Yvonne… her twin is different.

"I did not, George. And I thought that we were the castle's jokers.." Talked two boys between them in a not so low voice. They were seated near the group, having chosen to sit at the head of the Gryffindor's table that night. They were identical to each other, red head, freckles and all. They were the infamous Weasley Twins. "That's understandable, boys." Not at all expecting an answer, even more from the Bloody Baron, the twins turn to face him. The rest of the living population of the castle, including the 'offended' Headmaster, turns to face the Bloody Baron, waiting for the answer.

Why can't they call me Artemis since I'm already in their database? She chews the inside of her lower lips. She persisted in asking, "Aren't you?" "Yes, I’m Artemis," I uttered in a low voice. It isn't very comfortable to find out that these she-wolves ask me if I am Hermione’s twin sister because it directly indicates that she is significantly more well-known than I am. I didn't get what I deserved. "That's right. . ." she mumbled. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I have to tell you that Hermione is going to be the one singing at the ball. I felt it necessary to bring that to your attention. I'm not sure how significant that is—"

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."

The perfect and happy family that I thought were all framed and fake. They broke me like a shattered glass, it hurts me so bad but I manage to escape all those trauma because of Hunter and Hugo. Though all of those came again with a single sight of him. "What are you... doing here?" I try to keep my tears at bay, I don't want to ruin the twins' party. "Get out of here, please." I begged, I'm scared for the twins safety. Weasley let out a sigh and looked at where the twins were sitting. He let out a small smile before nodding. "I just wanted to check out on you, Charylle. Even after everything, you're still our little sister." He started with soft and sincere eyes.

Isolde’s POV I had a twin—Isla. Yeah, I know. The names? Tragic. Go ahead and blame our parents for thinking rhyming was cute. Isla was the golden child. We were identical down to the last eyelash, but somehow, she always sparkled a little more. Boys tripped over themselves for her. She was sweet, graceful, soft-spoken, basically the lead role in a fairy tale. Me? I was the background noise. Loud, impulsive, stubborn as hell, and apparently allergic to rules. Definitely not the favorite.

I asked, looking at her, almost in a stupid face. " They are Arya and Faith, the twins." "Twins? Arya never told me she had a twin sister; I thought they were just ......" I said, unable to finish speaking, still shocked by the image in my hands. "You thought they were only non-identical sisters, Lanox; there are many things you still don't understand you will soon, and I just hope you know how to value her," she told me. However, the moment I met her, I still didn't understand her words in double meaning.

Jessie replied sadly, looking at Shelley, who shook her head at the drama queen. "I want my chubby friend!" Jessie continued. Mrs. Hills sighed. "This isn't Beauty. This is her twin sister, Shelley." Jessie froze mid-rant, her face morphing into pure bewilderment. "Twin? TWIN? She has a twin?!" "Yes," Shelley said, folding her arms with a mix of amusement and exasperation. "And if you'd let me get a word in, I would've told you that five minutes ago." "Is this some kind of joke?"

I added and they seemed stunned by what I had said. “Your mother's twin sister is a witch? There is a possibility she knows about Reid, Raven's twin brother because as Raven said, his twin brother was reuniting with evil witches.” Jackson uttered which made me grit my teeth. He was right. There is a bit possibility that my mother's sister knows about where Raven is. However, every time I remember what she had said to me earlier that she have an idea about the killer of my parents and my blood was boiling in anger.