>>6089315
After a final check by Madame Pomfrey and her 7th year intern, she finally allowed you to leave, head to the Head Misteress’ office with a single time password which you were relatively sure was Latin for “burnt toast”. And of course, about three steps out of the door, you were almost bowled over by small girl with similar eyes to your own and matching hair.

You swear, your sister should have tried out as a beater or maybe just gone for muggle Rugby given how hard she could plow into you.

“Frick you, frick you… don’t do something like that again, ever! Had me worried. They wouldn’t let me see you… said you needed rest. And… you are in trouble. Got to skip class this morning… to escort you to the Head Mistress’ office… you still know your name, right? Remember me? Apparently, you got hit really hard on the head, so...”

“Of course, sis. I’m…

>>6089316
>Lance. Lancelot Thornwood, in full. Son to a pair of muggles who claimed to be distantly related to the royal line and had a nice enough estate you could almost believe it.

>Emilia Whitacre, though you preferred Emmy. Daughter to a wizard working for the ministry and a muggle mother who had left far too soon.

>Thomas. Tom for short. Thomas Black, no relation you think given you and sister were orphaned until a kindly older witch and wizard took you in after your first magic accident.

>Jennifer. Jenn if you liked them. Jennifer Sanders. First daughter of a wizarding couple who while not one of the Sacred 28 could still trace their line back almost four centuries.

“Oh thank Merlin, I thought the concussion might have made you re- no that’s not a nice word. Special needs? Might have made you special needs.”

“Heh. Sorry, still smarter than you.”

“If you are smarter, why are you looking at a suspension, maybe even expulsion, huh? I… they told me what you are accused of… for what we did. I-I’m sorry.

>You, your sister, and best friend had found a map tucked inside a very old book which led you to a cavern in the Forbidden Forest. After dealing with a small swarm of Inferni, you made it to the final chamber, only to find that a troll had taken it as his lair. Your friend and sister were both injured and, in your anger and hate… you used the Killing Curse to end it.

>Your rival and all-around bully was tormenting your sister, had taken her wand and was threatening to snap it if she didn’t strip for him and his two lackeys. When you found them, your sister sobbing, you flew into a rage; dispatched the lackeys and continued on to the ring leader, injuring him badly enough he had to go to St. Mungo’s. Unfortunately, his family was an influential part of the Wizengamont and one of the Sacred 28.

>A prank gone terribly, terribly wrong. What should have been a potion to mildly inconvenience one of your sisters classmates who was being very insistent on them dating instead sent him to the hospital due to either your faulty skills brewing or the old recipe you found being intentionally near lethal.

>Once your sister discovered she was a Parslemouth… you, her and a once dear friend managed to discover an entrance to the legendary Chamber of Secrets and ended up trapped down there with his ankles broken from a bad fall. It took over a day for Professor Potter to find the three of you, and due to the length of time he was injured for, your old friend would likely need a cane for the rest of his life.

And words start to fail as you glance back down at,

>Your twin, though you were born a couple of hours before her

>Your younger sister, just about to finish her 4th year and begin studying for her O.W.L.S.

>Your older sister, about to enter her 7th year once summer ended

>>6089315
>A dark emerald greeted you once more like a friend. A very conniving friend… but yours all the same. One that needed their minions- no, friends and sister safe and sound.

>>6089318
>Jennifer. Jenn if you liked them. Jennifer Sanders. First daughter of a wizarding couple who while not one of the Sacred 28 could still trace their line back almost four centuries.

>You, your sister, and best friend had found a map tucked inside a very old book which led you to a cavern in the Forbidden Forest. After dealing with a small swarm of Inferni, you made it to the final chamber, only to find that a troll had taken it as his lair. Your friend and sister were both injured and, in your anger and hate… you used the Killing Curse to end it.

>Your twin, though you were born a couple of hours before her

>>6089315
>>Soft yellow was there and the first thing on your mind was what happened to the others, to the point you almost tried to flee the room to find them.
we already have green in Disappearing Hogwarts and blue in The Caretaker and the red is the color of people with "Main character syndrome". its time for yellow to have its time in the spotlight!
>>6089318
>Emilia Whitacre, though you preferred Emmy. Daughter to a wizard working for the ministry and a muggle mother who had left far too soon.
we have both parents in DH and No parents in CT, i feel like a halfway compromise could differentiate us enough.

>You, your sister, and best friend had found a map tucked inside a very old book which led you to a cavern in the Forbidden Forest. After dealing with a small swarm of Inferni, you made it to the final chamber, only to find that a troll had taken it as his lair. Your friend and sister were both injured and, in your anger and hate… you used the Killing Curse to end it.

>Your older sister, about to enter her 7th year once summer ended

>>6089315
>Red trimmed, crimson, like the blood you had spilled. A color that made you almost frantically claw at the nightstand to recover your wand.

>>6089318
>Jennifer. Jenn if you liked them. Jennifer Sanders. First daughter of a wizarding couple who while not one of the Sacred 28 could still trace their line back almost four centuries.

>You, your sister, and best friend had found a map tucked inside a very old book which led you to a cavern in the Forbidden Forest. After dealing with a small swarm of Inferni, you made it to the final chamber, only to find that a troll had taken it as his lair. Your friend and sister were both injured and, in your anger and hate… you used the Killing Curse to end it.

>Your twin, though you were born a couple of hours before her

>>6089315
>Soft yellow was there and the first thing on your mind was what happened to the others, to the point you almost tried to flee the room to find them.

>>6089318
>Jennifer. Jenn if you liked them. Jennifer Sanders. First daughter of a wizarding couple who while not one of the Sacred 28 could still trace their line back almost four centuries.
>Once your sister discovered she was a Parslemouth… you, her and a once dear friend managed to discover an entrance to the legendary Chamber of Secrets and ended up trapped down there with his ankles broken from a bad fall. It took over a day for Professor Potter to find the three of you, and due to the length of time he was injured for, your old friend would likely need a cane for the rest of his life.
>Your older sister, about to enter her 7th year once summer ended

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And I have discovered why you should not give people too many choices at a time, We are likely gonna be Jenn, though I am keeping the vote open till like 7 or 8 my time.

I imagine next update will likely be midnight my time, though Hofstadter's law says I am underestimating how long it will take, after I figure out how to deal with the vote.

>>6089318
>Red trimmed, crimson, like the blood you had spilled. A color that made you almost frantically claw at the nightstand to recover your wand.

>Emilia Whitacre, though you preferred Emmy. Daughter to a wizard working for the ministry and a muggle mother who had left far too soon.

>You, your sister, and best friend had found a map tucked inside a very old book which led you to a cavern in the Forbidden Forest. After dealing with a small swarm of Inferni, you made it to the final chamber, only to find that a troll had taken it as his lair. Your friend and sister were both injured and, in your anger and hate… you used the Killing Curse to end it.

>Your twin, though you were born a couple of hours before her

>>6089470
Your QM name is wrong btw

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>>6089585
Lots of shit is wrong with me but thank you for the vote. I will just stick with it because it just gave me a chuckle. I have a touch of the lexdexia, so spell check and google are godsends.

>>6089470
yeah, i found out that too, and im guessing thats why HeadQM also doesnt do that too often unless its an important desicion

>I am underestimating how long it will take
you are, 1 update per night is fucking hell, thats why it usually takes me 2 to 3 days before i do another update, its specially hard if you want to post an update AND give your players something to chose instead of just something to read, have to think of many possibilities and how it will affect the story.

wish ya the best of lucks with this

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>>6089663
Gonna try my best to figure this out. Needed to take a nap to try and try to get some inspiration. Might grab a bite, have a drink, I have a bit of the ADHD as well so might work on the Raven/Rowena fic after deciding to do what with your choices.

(Yous) truly are life.

Was not expecting yall to choose to be a girl, but I was foolish.

>>6089753
>Was not expecting yall to choose to be a girl
people will eventually or always chose the option you least expect, happened to HeadQM when we saved Arty, happened to me when you guys chose to be ravenclaw (i was expecting another snake)
just wait until you let us do our first roll, literally none of us is under any kind of control there, so be prepared to roll with whatever comes out

>>6089318
>Red trimmed, crimson, like the blood you had spilled. A color that made you almost frantically claw at the nightstand to recover your wand.
>Thomas. Tom for short. Thomas Black, no relation you think given you and sister were orphaned until a kindly older witch and wizard took you in after your first magic accident.
>Your rival and all-around bully was tormenting your sister, had taken her wand and was threatening to snap it if she didn’t strip for him and his two lackeys. When you found them, your sister sobbing, you flew into a rage; dispatched the lackeys and continued on to the ring leader, injuring him badly enough he had to go to St. Mungo’s. Unfortunately, his family was an influential part of the Wizengamont and one of the Sacred 28.
>Your younger sister, just about to finish her 4th year and begin studying for her O.W.L.S.
People are afraid to choose gryffindor these days because of the main characterness of it. It's ironic.

>>6089318
>>Thomas. Tom for short. Thomas Black, no relation you think given you and sister were orphaned until a kindly older witch and wizard took you in after your first magic accident.

>Your rival and all-around bully was tormenting your sister, had taken her wand and was threatening to snap it if she didn’t strip for him and his two lackeys. When you found them, your sister sobbing, you flew into a rage; dispatched the lackeys and continued on to the ring leader, injuring him badly enough he had to go to St. Mungo’s. Unfortunately, his family was an influential part of the Wizengamont and one of the Sacred 28.

>Your younger sister, just about to finish her 4th year and begin studying for her O.W.L.S.

>>6089470
That's why I tied name to blood to house in the very first choice of DH. Makes things easier to handle.

>>6089315
Gryffindor is underrated, they were the protagonists for a reason, so
>Red trimmed, crimson, like the blood you had spilled. A color that made you almost frantically claw at the nightstand to recover your wand.

Also, a Gryffindor dealing with the consequences of their reckless bravery is always good drama

>>6089318

>Emilia Whitacre, though you preferred Emmy. Daughter to a wizard working for the ministry and a muggle mother who had left far too soon.

A female protagonist at last. I like the single parent, but I'm also ok with Jenn. Having an old family have their kids forced to move away could be fun.

>>6089318
I think killing curse is too harsh to start a quest on. I despise sexual harassment and even for Hogwarts that's definitely the sort of thing the teachers would utterly destroy, so not that one either. Potions is Elliot's thing, so not that, which leaves

>Once your sister discovered she was a Parslemouth… you, her and a once dear friend managed to discover an entrance to the legendary Chamber of Secrets and ended up trapped down there with his ankles broken from a bad fall. It took over a day for Professor Potter to find the three of you, and due to the length of time he was injured for, your old friend would likely need a cane for the rest of his life.

I like our sister being a parselmouth , but wizards getting stuck in a hole is just too stupid. Maybe something else made shit worse, acromantulas reclaiming the place or magical snakes or something

And
>Your twin, though you were born a couple of hours before her

Just because I like twins

>>6089315
>A dark emerald greeted you once more like a friend. A very conniving friend… but yours all the same. One that needed their minions- no, friends and sister safe and sound.

>>6089318
>Jennifer. Jenn if you liked them. Jennifer Sanders. First daughter of a wizarding couple who while not one of the Sacred 28 could still trace their line back almost four centuries.

>A prank gone terribly, terribly wrong. What should have been a potion to mildly inconvenience one of your sisters classmates who was being very insistent on them dating instead sent him to the hospital due to either your faulty skills brewing or the old recipe you found being intentionally near lethal

>Your twin, though you were born a couple of hours before her

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>>6089773
>Just because I like twins

I can tell.

>wizards getting stuck in a hole is just too stupid

I mean, if they slid down a hole and one got injured? Accendio and and carpe retractum can only take you so far. I guess you can keep conjuring ladders? But a few 16 or 15 years olds? Eh. Might adjust stuff like the place rearrange like a fucked up maze while they were trying to get out. Also might make sister a Parslemouth just for fun.

Thank you so much for checking my shit out.

Now time to count votes and see what I can do with choices.

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So lets see... We are a Gryffindor named Jennifer with a twin, who I am making a Parslemouth even if she is not in snake house, just because.

Yall found something you should not have and because you, her and your friend are like 16... went somewhere you did not belong. Your sister and you made it out pretty well, but your close friend had to go to the hospital... and you used the Green Death to save them.

I can work with this.

“Of course. Jennifer. Jenny. Jenn… which I do like you enough to call me, Emmy. Still taller than you.”, you say and give your sister a quick hug. A kiss on the top of her head, hair which matched yours, the color of-

>Light straw
>The night sky
>Cinnamon and red apples
>Write-in for dyed hair

“Hey… we should probably get going… thanks though. I was worried. Not letting me see you was mean, even if I knew you needed sleep. Witches are tough but, still…. Worried.”

“I know you were.”, you say and back off some.

“I- am sorry. But you are okay, sis?”

“I mean I am walking. I got a few bruises, scrapes.”

“Sorry… so sorry. Never want to see you hurt.”

“I know, silly. Never hurt me. Even if a poor Hufflepuff maiden like me ends up with a couple of scrapes following her overly brave big sister into stupid dangerous situations.”

“Hey! Twins! I don’t think two hours really counts. And I am so… so sorry. You had to see me do that. Use that.”

“Was on the ground. He took a club meant for us… You did what you needed. I still love you. Always.”

“How is David?”

“Needs to spend a day more or so in the hospital. Having half your bones broken can be rough… and his parents were very upset. The officials from the ministry… quite rude in my option.”

“Ah. I see. This will be a very fun conversation, will it not?”

“I suppose we will see, heh.”, the slightly smaller girl say before tapping your wrist lightly. Letting you know she was there as you made it to McGonagall's office.

>>6090237
>>Light straw

>>6090237
>>Light straw

>>6090237
>>Light straw

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>>6090285
>>6090297
>>6090355

Will keep the vote open till afternoon, then an important one. Have already written some of us being blond since I doubt I am getting like five votes for dark hair.

>>6090237
>Cinnamon and red apples

“Hey… we should probably get going… thanks though. I was worried. Not letting me see you was mean, even if I knew you needed sleep. Witches are tough but, still…. Worried.”

“I know you were.”, you say and back off some.

“I- am sorry. But you are okay, sis?”

“I mean I am walking. I got a few bruises, scrapes still healing.”

“Sorry… so sorry. Never want to see you hurt but I did.”

“I know, silly. Never hurt me, want to see me like that. Even if a poor Hufflepuff maiden like me ends up with a couple of scrapes following her overly brave big sister into stupid dangerous situations.”

“Hey! Twins! I don’t think two hours really counts. And I am so… so sorry. You had to see me do that. Use that.”

“Was on the ground. He took a club meant for us… You were the only one still up. You did what you needed. I still love you. Always.”

“How is David?”

“Needs to spend a day more or so in the hospital. Having half your bones broken can be rough… and his parents were very upset. The officials from the ministry… quite rude in my option.”

“Ah. I see. This will be a very fun conversation, will it not?”

“I suppose we will see, heh.”, the slightly smaller girl says before tapping your wrist lightly. Letting you know she was there as you made it to McGonagalls office which you can say is the single most interesting place you have ever been and you have been here for five years, dealt with rotating staircases, place which appear on a whim, and more…

When you enter, the much older witch is sitting there with the Boy Who Lived standing behind her, a contemplative look on her face.

“Jennifer. Emily. Please sit. We must have a discussion.”, and you do so.

“That you two and your friend are foolish is self-evident. That you are brave is as well. That we have failed you by allowing a troll and Inferni so close to the school… it is our shame. But Miss Sanders… we did check your wand… But after speaking with Miss Granger, on a technicality… you will not have to worry. However,…”

And the most famous man in the magical world looks down before speaking.

“People did get hurt. And David, his parents are very persistent. We think maybe a short stent away, a vacation might be what is called for. However… I will not allow a young witch to have their education disrupted. No matter what. But I do have a few connections at Ilvermorny, taught there as a guest Professor before. As such…

“Wait, I am getting kicked out!?”

>>6090636
“No. Never, Miss Sanders. Hogwarts will always be there for you, until it finally needs to be renovated in a million years. If you choose? I can toss my weight around some. You will always have a place here. But we have spoken with your parents… they agree a year abroad may be a good idea. And your father’s work does take him around. He can pick you up if you ever need to return for a few days. And I assure you… well, American wizarding school is quite something. You will need to pick up a few items, but we will pay for any costs.”

“Indeed, Professor Potter. Have been there a few times, over the years. But your sister, Miss Sanders…”

>She has made it very clear she will be going, alongside you.

>She, will remain. She loves you very much but she wishes to stay. I am however sure the owls will get to stretch their wings with the number of letters she will send.

>>6090638
>>She has made it very clear she will be going, alongside you.

>>6090638
>>She has made it very clear she will be going, alongside you.

>>6090638
>She has made it very clear she will be going, alongside you.
Whats the point of twins if we aren't together forever

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>>6090796
Hey maybe she would turn out to be the evil one? Go down on a dark path if seperated due to one incorrced decion. Who knows? We will see.

I am getting a summer cold but it isn't bad so will try for one update a day still.

>>6090638
kinda wanted to see what would happen if magical twins get separated, but im 100% not winning this one, so...
>She has made it very clear she will be going, alongside you.

>>6090638
>She has made it very clear she will be going, alongside you.

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Well I doubt I am getting enough players to out vote our sister comming with us and due to this stupid cold sleep is hard. Thank everyone for the votes.

“If we go, we are going together.”, the ever so slightly shorter girl with the exact same shade of blonde hair next to you says and shows exactly why she was sorted into the house of the Loyal.

“Em…”

“Don’t you “Em” me! I have been with you since two hours after the start. Not quitting now. We used fricking skin our knees together doing dumb things. Were so inseparable we would share a bed a lot of nights as kids just because one or the other had a bad day. And I don’t know how well our minds are organized but this will be a great adventure, Miss Griffindor. I personally am looking forward to new friends and different food.”, the blond girl next to you says… not with any sort of hate, just insistence. A pair of light blue eye that matched yours looked up and you felt a fool to think your sister, your twin would ever wish to leave you.

“Ha. A good attitude, much befitting of a Hufflepuff. Try the chicken fried steak with white peppered .gravy; it was quite good last time I was there. Also maybe take to jogging… I gained 5 pounds from two weeks of their food. Also… you will need to both be sorted, their ritual is just a hair different than ours, no hats involved.”, the dark haired man says before the severe older witch in front of him smiled slightly and you reach over to your sister to touch the top of her hand lightly.

Potter begins to speak once more after a few seconds,

“I highly encourage that you don’t go on anymore adventures after this, ah, great one as Emily put it. Fewer involving trolls and the undead, at the least. Went on my share after all… but seeing your bond, I am quite sure you can make it no matter what may happen. And like we said, Hogwarts will always be here for young ladies such as you.”, the deputy Headmaster says with a slight smirk.

“Do my best I suppose. And he will be fine, Professor? David?”

“Indeed though I am sure it has been an unpleasant couple of days considering the injuries and his parents worry. Mr. Adamson should be back by tomorrow. It goes with out saying your Hogsmead privileges have been temporally suspended. That you shall not leave the grounds till classes end next week. And know I will be keeping an eye on you, young ladies.”, the Headmisteress says though her tone is more like a promise than a threat, at the end.

“So, ah, do we still need to finish up with end of year test, Sir? Ma’am?”, your sister follows with, looking unsure.

“Your education shall continue, naturally. I have no worries about you passing with ease. Jennifer, I do expect you to ace your…

>Write in for your specialty

“Like wise Emily.”, the older witch adds in a precise Scottish accent.

>Write in a subject for your sister

Both you and her do have a small bonus to battle magic just by virtue of what you went through, regardless of your choices as well as a slight bonus if you are fighting together because 15 years together does make you quite aware of how another person thinks and fights.

>>6091509
>our specialty
Dark arts
>subject for your sister
Charms or Magical beasts

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>>6091513
I can work with Dark arts if people vote that direction. Make it the latter half of a DADA her specialty. It could be interesting. We could take her down the path of a Dark witch. That route might be "fun", especially depending on how our sister would respond.

>>6091509
>>Write in for your specialty
Charms
>>Write in a subject for your sister
Flying

>>6091509
>>Write in for your specialty
Charms
>>Write in a subject for your sister
Transfiguration

the reason is simple, these are the two most used spells type in Harry Potter world , if someone use a spell it a good change it one of these two

>>6091509
>>Write in for your specialty
Charms
>>Write in a subject for your sister
Herbology
I like plants

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>>6091836
>I like plants

As do I except when they cause me allergies. There are 4 fine herbes going into my French omelette this morning.

Gonna keep vote open for like another 12 hours. Looks like we are probably going to be a Charms girl, giving Jenn a few more spells than a normal 5th year and a small boost to battle rolls. Sis might need a run-off vote or just to bring out the dice to figure out what her particular propensity is depending on what yall want. Shouldn't come up for anything too important that soon so we can delay, to get the game really started.

Also, have a preview of Ilvermorny:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cnbOGsJ6ubA&t=59s

>>6091730
+1

>>6091730
Supporting

Will go ahead and call it for Jennifer having Charms as her strength with Emily having quite advanced skills with what is sometimes considered the most difficult subject, Transfiguration. Maybe she is the smart one after all?

Will work on getting an update out after I make dinner.

“…your Charms and Tranfiguration exams respectively…”

“Indeed, though perhaps you should put in a hair more work in DADA, if you are not going to follow our advice and go on the kind of adventure involving more dark creatures.”, Professor Potter adds with a thin smile.

>This will give you and your sister a +10 in those respective subjects, open a few new options with spells as well as give a +2 to your battle rolls since both subjects are useful for fucking people up. For the rest of your subjects, you start at a +0 which means you are completely average at them, though you can elect to study extra hard to gain bonuses. Your total Battle magic is sitting at a +5 from your useful specialties and your harrowing experience. Jenn also has access to the Green Death but if she ever uses it against another human… hide the body well is all I can recomend.

“Ah… I think once was enough, but I will take the advice to heart, sir.”

“And… it should go with out saying, you should never use that spell again. You got incredibly lucky with being a child, trying to save yourself and sister, and trolls being considered a dark creature. I would truly hate to have to arrest a young girl, a good student aside from a few pranks. And your sister, it is clear she cares for you. Don’t make her have to visit Nurmengard to see you.”

And… you stomach twists just a bit while Emmy reaches over to hold your hand, sensing your discomfort; you and here had always had an interesting bit of connections like that to the point if you cried about something, she would come to you from half the castle away with her own eyes misty.

And with that came a terrible realization. It had taken so much hatred to force out the bolt of green light which stopped the troll. You had had the od sensation of ice right in the middle of your core since you woke up. The sense that you had lost something terribly import. Was she feeling any of that from your bond?

“Um, sir. Ma’am. Don’t want to take up more of your time, but I have been feeling oddish since that thing I did.”

“Do you need Poppy to look at you once more, young lady. She is very thorough but even she can miss things. Just curious… what did you two have for lunch 2 days ago.”

“Ah we-“

“It is fine… I understand. To use a curse like that… it can take something from you. Put something else back in. Leave a wound from the exchange. And it does take a certain type of soul to use it, the kind that can muster the intent as I am sure Professor Potter explained.”

“Hey! Wait a second! Did you just read our minds?!”, you sister says loudly and leans forward to stare down two of the most powerful wizards in the world with her hand clenching yours tightly.

“Any secrets you may have are safe, Emily, Jenn. The briefest glance I could to check for damage. Tell me young woman, have you felt different at all, since then?”, the woman with a tall black hat asks with a soft look in her eyes towards your twin.

>>6092510
“Still! Mean, ma’am. And… scared. Angry. Like I should have been the one to do it… like there is a snowflake right over my heart that none of the hot tea I have been drinking will melt. Like there is a shadow, like a cloud covering the sun.”

“And you, Jennifer?”

“Uh, same? But like a shard of ice is there, an ache like a scar still healing. Like I lost something important, but I can’t find words for what it was.”

“I see... Professor?”

“I am quite familiar with that curse given my history. Know what it’s use can do to someone. And I have heard some hearsay regarding a pair of young girls with an uncanny ability to both argue and finish one another's sentences. Magical twins are interesting. Often they are born no different from a muggle pair would be. Sometimes… they can take from one another in the womb. Sometime they are connected, souls so close to one another they touch. And I believe the latter is your case. And, a very dear friend once told me lost things have a way of returning to you, even if it isn’t in a way you always expect.”, the tall dark-haired man explains while you rub your “little” sisters fingers with your own to calm her.

“Indeed. I believe Emily took some of the burden, the damage that curse inflicts to your soul through your bond. Some of the weight off of your own spirit. And I do believe she saved you from that ache, that hatred, that ice always lingering forever. You truly do have someone who cares for you; love is stronger than hate. I am hardly an expert but I believe it can fade with time, for both of you. Once more you prove to be quite lucky.”

Ah… Merlin… thank you Em.”

“Just… not again, I can take a snowflake in my heart, but I doubt an ice cube would fit, given neither of us are that large. And I told you. In this together.”

“Seeing you two, it does reaffirm I believe I made the correct choice in talking with the ministry on your behalf. Now then, is it alright if they run along, Professor McGonagall? I am sure the “elder” Miss Sanders may be quite hungry at this point.”

“I believe so. We have discussed what we needed; good luck on your final tests, though I doubt you need it, given you both did well on all of your O.W.L.S in the spring. No House points shall be deducted, so Hufflepuff still has a chance, depending on how your game goes, Miss Emily. Just spend the next week and a half staying out of trouble, Miss Jennifer and Gryffindor will remain in the running.”

“Thank you, Headmistress.”, your sister says before helping you up then leading you out through the door in the back of the office, though you do stop for a moment to wonder why there are five sets of red slippers on a coat rack and why they all appear to be for left feet.

Will post the choice for this update later when my eyes don't feel like sand is in them.

>>6092519
The rest of your time... after a day or so, your dark haired friend returned from the hospital. Still had a cast on his left wrist, though you had got to have your last few bandages removed the night before and were happy there would only be a few pink lines, if that. Apologized deeply for your little adventure and was apologized in turn by him. That his parents were too protective of their only son. That he did not do his crimson trimmed robes justice, did not stand up to them more. And you told him he was just being silly, that he did what he could, you are sure. That he fought bravely. Asked him if he would like to sit on the Hufflepuff side when your sister's team played between the last set of exams... she was no genius at flight but all the teams were somewhat mediocre, though Emmy made a good enough chaser.

And as you sat next to David in the Hufflepuff side of the pitch, with small yellow ribbons on your chest to show support despite the red trim of your robes, Emmy managed to get the ball through the hoop, despite the young red haired Gryffindor Seeker of all trying to block her.

“Go Sanders! Wooooo!”, your old friend shouted out and though you didn’t really like the sport… you knew your sister enjoyed it even if she would never play for a professional team and Hufflepuff very, very rarely ended as the champions at the end of the year. So it was all you could do to join and clap.

As the match went on… well, your sister still fought for the quaffle but seemed harried the young Gryffindor seeker. Perhaps they had exchanged words in the air?

Let see how well she can fly.


>Three people roll a 1d100

>DC is 85 to see if she can interfere enough that the Hufflepuff seeker can grab the snitch

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>6092769

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>6092769

Rolled 44 (1d100)

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>>6092795
>>6092815
>>6092822

So, she did her best, but a young Lily Potter was just better at flying. No bonus to your sister's broom skills, she is quite average, but it has been a bad season for quidditch in general. Lily carries Gryffindor to victory on her back, for both the last game of the season and the House cup. You are happy for your house but quite sad for your sister who had done more than her part all year for the team in yellow trimmed robes. She will likely keep up the sport, Hufflepuffs are not wont to let a single setback stop them... and mom and dad had given her a brand new Firebolt for Christmas and she intends to make good use of it, as best she can.

Will start writing and we will likely be in America by then and get to enjoy some culture shock.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>came too late for my roll to count
dang, oh well, lets roll and see what happens

>>6093188
oh man, the dice were not on our side this time

>>6093189
It is the curse of HP quests. Update is coming after my head stops swimming from cold meds.

>>6092769
It is a good match by most accounts. The Hufflepuffs working in tandem and the Gryffindors showing why it was the house of the Brave. Your sister manages to get the ball through the hoop again to quite a few cheers before spotting something; namely a red-haired seeker rushing off towards something. It is hard to catch up, but physics still apply loosely to witches and Lily is a bit larger than your sister despite her being a couple of years younger. When she makes it to the girl, already doing loops to make it to the tiny golden ball which decided matches, Emmy proved once more she was a bludger in human form, slamming into the younger but taller girl to throw her off while a small second year Hufflepuff darted around the pair to try and catch the golden snitch. You thought your sister was going to either to delay the opposing seeker long enough for her teammate to grab it… then you swear… you saw a touch of black cross the red-head’s eyes, and not in the metaphorical sense. Looking around… no one else had seemed to react.

And Miss Potter began to accelerate faster than was usually recommended, yet still nailing her turns, tossing in a few rolls to dodge your sister’s work to slow her.

The young house mate of your sister nearly made it in the end, but Lily Potter proved to be just a little too fast, a little more experienced since she had a year on him. Your sister just a touch too small to knock her away or just too kind too truly slam into the younger girl. And so the bludgers and quaffle fell to the ground and red sparks shot up around the stands. While much of the surrounding crowd remained seated as the 7th year Slytherin acting as announcer called out the results, you excused yourself while David was chatting with a cute housemate of you two a year younger and made it down to the Hufflepuff team area.

Em was toweling off when you had arrived, the prefect watching over the area recognizing you as a common sight after your sister’s matches and letting you through with a nod.

“Hey… sorry. I don’t watch this thing unless you are playing. But I think you did good, Emmy.”

“Not good enough, obviously. We were this close!”, your twin says with her fingers nearly touching, bitterness in her normally kind voice. “I don’t know how she started pulling those moves off. Lily is good but not that good!”

And you briefly consider mentioning what you think you saw… but you are sure it was just your imagination, a lingering effect of getting hit int the head. Just her pushing her self to the limit when the game was on the line. You had spoken to her a couple of times, she seemed nice enough, even if you though some of it was a front; being the kid of the most famous man in the magical world must come with its own issues.

“Want a hug?”

“Frick you, I’m not a kid. But yes.”

>>6093242
So you lean in some in and wrap your slightly smaller sister in your arms tightly; you had to be a good “big” sister every once in a while after all. Heard a small sniffle from her, felt a twinge in your heart. Held her for a minute, even though she kind of smelled of sweat.

“Thanks, sis. But that is probably enough, don’t want any odd rumors starting since apparently people already have picked up on the fact we are a bit closer than even normal twins are.”, she says with a small smile.


“Hey we are going to be gone for a year. Fuck the rumors. You did great this season, helped Hufflepuff get this far, I am proud of you. I know neither of us are genius flyers but you still tried at least; I just normally sit out of flying class and play gobstones in the corner, unless Hooch is feeling particularly vindictive and makes me do laps through those stupid rings she can conjure out of light. You practiced, you made the effort to try out, and when you didn’t make it on the team last year? You tried again. And you got it. I may be brave or foolish depending on who you ask… but you are most certainly hardworking, Emmy. And when we get back from America? I am sure their team has a few tricks for you to pull out next time you face Potter’s kid.”

“Heh. You are a pain… but you would have done well in my house… after I grab my broom from the rack, want to get out of here and stick int in my pouch, want to get out of here?”

“Sure, should probably get to studying.”
As the pair of you exit the Hufflepuff side of the field, you briefly see another pair of twins, though they couldn’t look more any different, given the small girl with auburn hair looked like she could be seven in her oversized robes and the blond boy could pass for someone in your year if he tried. You sister waved to them and got a wave from the child sized girl and a small nod from the boy.

“Come on, ‘Pollo! I want to meet some of the players before they all go back home!”, the small girl says while tugging her brother forward.

“We are all in the same house, Arty. We can see them anytime we want.”, the tall boy says in a deadpan.

“Yeah but not in their Quidditch robes!”, she responds “Good job, Emily!”, she shouts out before pulling the larger boy into a small crowd of Hufflepuffs around the other players.

It gets a small giggle out of your own twin at least, heh.

The next week is filled with cramming some, a few more tests… having bright red banners hang in the great hall after the Headmistress makes a short speech on the second to last day.

Will post more junnk later but it is hard to keep eyes open.

>>6093242
>then you swear… you saw a touch of black cross the red-head’s eyes, and not in the metaphorical sense. Looking around… no one else had seemed to react.
>And Miss Potter began to accelerate faster than was usually recommended, yet still nailing her turns, tossing in a few rolls to dodge your sister’s work to slow her.
Anyone get what this is? I feel like I'm missing something obvious.

>>6093391
You playing Disappearing Hogwarts? It’s from there, it looks like this quest is based on a similar time frame to that one, just like The Caretaker quest also uses a similar time frame

>>6093391
Lily was using her mind visitor to boost her skills. The quest takes place in the Disappearing Hogwarts Universe with a couple of tweaks but around 3-4 years before, so not much from that quest will be super important to know other than catching references, like 1st year Artemis Pertinger And 2nd year Apollo having shown up, or Easter eggs. Lily still mostly had control when she was a 3rd year and her "friend" was still just manipulating her instead of assuming direct control, so she briefly channeled his skill boosting BS to cheat and win. If you haven't read DHQ anything important should get explained IC.

And if you are not reading DHQ, I cannot recommend it enough; HeadQM is a far better writer than me.

>>6093414
Exactly. Might even have a cameo of a certain Ravenclaw before we leave. Also next updoot should have some more player choices and rolling.

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After your small feast, a small girl with slightly shorter hair comes up to you…

“Hey Jenny? Want to go to that old abandoned storage room we found and do “that”?

“That?”

“That. We won’t be able to get away with it for a couple of weeks, given we are going to be with mom and daddy for about that long before America. Last chance of the year to have a chance, since we will be packing tomorrow.”

“Sure, anytime. It's fun having you on your back, Em.”

“Hey, who knows? Maybe I will be on top today.”

“I really prefer you looking up at me, so doubtful.”, you say with a slight smirk. “Mind if I get changed into something more comfortable before we go at up there to do it?”

“No problem. I like these robes and vests, don’t want to get anything on them, so I'll do the same.”, she says quietly enough the other students walking past can’t hear. “Meet in 30?”

“Yep. See you there, sis. And just be prepared… after I am done with you, you won’t be able to walk right for a day.”

“We will see, won’t we, Jenn? But don’t threaten me with a good time, heh!”

So the two of you parted, going to your respective dorms, before you entered into an old slightly dusty classroom that had probably not been used in 50 years to find your sister in a light tee, jean shorts, and what you suspected was no bra given you were much the same and when you had chests that were A-cups at best, most of the time a bra just got in the way when you were having fun…

She got up from where she was sitting, came in close.

“Might want to get that cloak off, Jennifer.”

“Oh! So I am Jennifer today?”

“I always get to use your full name.”

“So be it, Emily.”, you say as you strip down some tossing your red trimmed cloak and robe onto a nearby coat hook, leaving you only in a loose red tee with a pair of silver glasses on it and your own shorts, socks and white tennis shoes… “You really want to go?”

“Yep. So get ready for me to frick you.”

“Like wise, but I use big girl words, heh.”
And so the two of you quickly hug like always, no real animosity there, just a bit of sisterly rivalry. Broke off after a moment and walked to opposite ends of the cleared out center of the room and took up fighting stances.

“Ready, Em?”

“Ready, Jenn.”

And the pair of you began to sling spells with not fury, but pure joy at the challenge.

>Three people roll a d100+6 for how well you do. I will roll for your sister after yall.

>Combat can last up to 3 rounds. Beat all opposed rolls in one go and you win outright. Beat 2 of three and you win the round with your opponent having a malus next round. Win one and you are still in the fight possibly with your own malus for another round. Win zero and you get blown out.

>Nat 100s count as 2 sucesses, nat 1s count as two failures. On non-opposed rolls, the crits count as an auto win or fail and a win can boost to future rolls of the same kind or give permanate boons for similar checks. Regardless nats will influance how cool or silly you look for the action.

Rolled 24 + 6 (1d100 + 6)

>>6093820
>those interaction and descriptions
ooh you tease

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>6093820

Rolled 95 + 6 (1d100 + 6)

>>6093820

Rolled 82, 35, 80 + 6 = 203 (3d100 + 6)

Alright, let's see how Emily does.

>>6094084
>beated 2 our of 3
YES

>>6093416
>>6093414
Cool. I haven't been reading it but I might check it out.

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>>6094072
>>6094077
>>6094084

>30, 47, 101 vs.

>88, 41, 86

Well, seems even with mostly mediocre rolls, we still start with an advantage. Sorry sis, going all in to try and show her why Jennifer is the "big" sister. Don't count our "little" sister out quite yet, next round might make a big difference.

>Just for the record we are doing in order vs. in order. I will write up a rules sheet and character sheet when we have more people to put on the latter.

>Clever write ins can give bonuses or even straight out win the thing with no rolls.

Will being writing up round one in a minute. Thank everyone who rolled.

>>6094101
We can always use more people, so check it out. Or dont though I appreciate you playing my quest even if DHQ didn't bring you here. It is actual a very nice compliment.

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>>6094110
When you begin tossing out spells, you are reminded why duels with Emily are both fun and annoying. Neither of you are seers and your bond is only so strong. But… it is there and have lived with one another your entire lives. You can’t see what she will do, but you can predict it very well after all this time and she can do just the same. You know how each other think very well at this point. So while you understand where she will be in 1 second before twisting and casting a stunner, she already knows you will step to the left, respond with a hex to make her front teeth so long she can’t cast and has a shield ready.

So the two of you try and out guess one another, working up a sweat until she surprises to by tossing a broken chair leg at you and transfiguring it midair to a log and clips you with it; momentum is conserved when transfiguring so it hurt getting hit with two dozen pounds of wood going 15 mph. Not a debilitating strike but…

“So, really want to play Em?”

“How could you tell?”

“Fine. Depulso!”, you shout, not aiming at your twin but the shattered wood around her, blasting it towards her. She easily casts a protego to stop the wood, of course. But flinches for just a moment out of reflex, is distracted with her shield. So you quickly shout out a spell not normally taught in class, a variation Professor Flitwick had shown you; it would still be draining, terribly inefficient really, but… time to demonstrate why Charms was clearly the best subject. And this got through almost any shield you knew of that wasn't physical.

“Lumos solem abruptum!”

A small white sun shot out the tip of your wand, and you swayed some from the drain, changing it to a turn, as you shielded yourself before the ball exploded into blinding light; turned away and with eyes shut for the moment, the worst you got were a couple of spots…Emily, however? Even before turning back towards her you could hear her shout out about her “fricking corneas”. You are sure she was quick enough to close her eyelids but that could only do so much. Now was the chance to push her back, the opportunity to strike and end this.

>Roll 3 d100s +6. Emilly has -10 on her opposed rolls from being half blinded.

Rolled 82 + 6 (1d100 + 6)

>>6094219

Rolled 62 + 6 (1d100 + 6)

>>6094219

Rolled 88 + 6 (1d100 + 6)

>>6094219

Rolled 64, 62, 81 = 207 (3d96)

>>6094222
>>6094241
>>6094251

Ouch. Lets see if she can swing it.

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>>6094258

>88, 68, 94

vs

>64,62,81

Total Hufflepuff death it is. Sorry Emily, you lost this one. I may have been a bit harsh with the malus, but with rolls like this it wouldn't have really mattered.

>>6094274
RIP. Sorry sis but when you come at the king, you best not miss.

Even half blind, Em fights on, tossing spells which could affect a wide are at you, transfiguring a desk she knew was there already the into something thrice its size while keeping her shield up. But in the end, it just wasn’t enough and she was her own unmaking.

“Epelliarmus!”

“Prismatis!”

And you show off another trick you had learned from the diminutive former dueling champion; how to conjure a prismatic shield only the size of a beach ball at the end of your wand. You swatted the bolt away like a tennis ball, using the spell’s ability to reflect many common charms to send it straight back at your sister. Your tiny prismatic shield broke, too weak due to the size and how much magic you had put in to remain, but it did the job; the bolt slammed into your twin’s modest chest. Sent her stumbling back a step as her arm was jerked up and her wand clattered against the ceiling, back wall, and then floor.

Tossing out too many spells, the focus, and power required… you were panting. However… you could manage a couple more.

“Flippendo!”

“Levicorpus!”

The first bolt flipped Em into the air a few feet. The second hung her in place; you are sure she was glad to have worn shorts, even if the tee falling around her face may have made her wish for a sports bra, given you could see her small, perky breasts which you in no way were jealous of for being a bit bigger than your own. Em struggled briefly, seeing if she could perhaps reach her wand which had bounced close, but too gave up; hung limp aside from working to keep her shirt pulled back up with the barest hint of a blush on barely freckled cheeks.

“Give?”, you say, walking up to her hanging body.

“I…I surrender. Can you let me down before all my blood rushing to my head makes me pass out?”, she says, with a slight annoyance in her voice’s pitch.

“Say the nice word.”

“Haaaa… please can you release your spell, my most gracious and kind sibling?”

“There we go. Yes I can, my most loyal and brave sibling.”, you say with a grin that could only be described as shit eating. Before using the counter curse, you conjure up a fluffy pillow for your sister to hopefully not break her neck landing on before shouting,

“Librecorpus!”

So your twin falls with a slightly muffled thump on her back.

“Ouch.”

“Need me to get your wand for you, Emmy?”

“Nah. Saw where it landed.”, and because there is a pensive look on her face alongside the annoyance of being bested… because you felt a twitch of some emotion not from you interrupt your smugness and enjoyment? You conjure up a second pillow for yourself and go to lay down close to your sis. The fact you were exhausted had nothing to do with the decision, of course.

>>6094703
“Hey, eyes alright? Sorry about hanging you upside down and exposing your boobs; I kinda get into these little spars too much sometimes, even if I like winning. We are what 20 to zero now?”

“Feh, 20… 9 to your 11 now. Thought I would catch up this time. And I don’t care if you see my awesome, bigger boobs; we have seen each other naked plenty. We used to bath together when we younger for Merlin’s sake! No one else was around so it is fine. It is a good spell. And… I was just thinking. About life changing soon. I am excited but… it is scary. Being so far from our home for the last 5 years. What we know. Will they let us have a few more duels so I can kick you butt; do they ban sisters having little fights? Will we make friends? Maybe they are all still sore over that war of 1812 thing and will hate us or make fun of our accent or-“

“Hey, shush. I have no clue about American wizarding high school, no more than you. But it will be fine… we will have each other. We will have each other because you chose to come. And If you get cold feet? I wouldn’t resent you at all. But I know you and Hufflepuffs are usually set on their course when the make a decision; double so for Hufflepuff’s named Emily Sanders. So don’t worry. I will be there to protect this fair badger maiden, heh.”, you say and do what you can to suppress your own anxiety, so she cant detect it. Which is dumb, since your “little” sister knows you as well as a person can but still.


>Will post the rest later as well as a choice for that we do during the 2 weeks at home.

The next ten or 15 minutes is filled by the two of you just laying there talking mostly about nothing or sometimes about something important, like the fact blue and cranberry was at the least going to bring out your eyes and hair. At some point, while the two of you chatted and recovered, Em put her hand on yours, just to let you know she was there. After a few more minutes that were saccharine enough you would never, ever tell anyone of them, Em sat up.

“Want to get going after a quick Freshening charm to get the sweat smell off? Get started with packing?”

“Sure Emmy.”

Once you tossed your robe and cloak back over your muggle outfit and let down your hair so it once more hit the middle of your back, you and your sister left your little secret spot and headed back towards the intersection separating Gryffindor from Hufflepuff.

“Really, Em? Didn’t even bother to bring a robe to wear? And I am pretty sure ball caps are against dress code.”, you say to tease her some. “Really, they are going to think we have been invaded by muggles.” And to a degree it was true, given your twin looked about as non-witch-like like as you could with a tee, shorts, sneakers that matched your own, and her hair in a ponytail pulled through the back of a cap with the logo for some sports team on the front.

“Meh. Screw ‘em. Already lost the cup this year, won't be here for the next one; don’t care if I get docked a few points by a prefect. Besides, you know no one really cares on the last few days.”

“Really, worst Hufflepuff.”

“I am only like 80% ‘Puff by volume, since the hat did offer a different House as well. Beside considering mom and dad, we could be considered honorary muggles I bet.”, she says dismissive snarky tone. And it was true you suppose, you consider with a chuckle.

Your mom and daddy both had an odd infatuation with non-magical folks in their own ways, to the point he worked for the Ministry in the Department of Muggle Affairs and she had even gone to muggle university after graduating Hogwarts for a couple of semesters. It wasn’t to the point they would threaten the Statute of Secrecy separating the two worlds but if someone were to walk into your home, you doubt they would ever guess a family of purebloods with a line back 400 years lived there, aside from some enchanted items you had. Daddy had even promised to buy you and Em a little car when the two of you turned 17 and teach you to drive. Mom was addicted to muggle fashion and culture, would always catch some drama from America called General Hospital and had several muggle friends.

>>6095027
It was a bit of an odd situation growing up, being part of the magical world but adopting some of the trappings of the muggle one; when you had asked one day when you were a kid why learn to drive or have a car when you can just Apparate he told you, “Because it is fun.” and patted you on the head. And going fast in his souped-up vehicle, you couldn’t help but agree.

But… one other nice thing is you learned was to respect muggles and by extension, muggle born; if there was one thing you would never fall for it was the ridiculous idea of blood purity or wizard supremacy. You knew what muggles were capable of achieving, both good and bad. The second part had even given you chills on occasion…

Unfortunately as you moved through the Ravenclaw part of the castle, you were in fact spotted by a prefect who stopped you; a tall boy in blue trimmed robes with long dark hair and a muggle thermos filled with what smelled like coffee who was fairly handsome. He grilled you for a few seconds on being out late and Em breaking the dress code, looked you both up and down. Stared a little to long at your sister’s exposed thighs and chest before shrugging, telling you to head straight to your common rooms and continuing his patrol.

“That was lucky, I suppose; didn’t care for how long his eyes lingered though.”

“Its fine; I’ll take it as a compliment. Besides I’ve talked to Brandon a few times before, he’s nice. Think he has a little crush on me. Helped me study some for the O.W.L.S.”, your sister says as you hurry along, given the next prefect might be more annoying.

“Yeah? Did you let him down gently?”

“He never asked; he’s smart, really good at transfiguration too, but kind of shy. I might find him tomorrow, let him know I won’t be back next fall. Maybe give him a kiss on the cheek as a good by gift for helping me.”

“Like him that much? And that is kind of mean, since he won’t get to see you for a year and change.”, while reaching the intersection the pair of you would need to split off at.

“Well, he’s not ugly or anything? Even if tall and brooding isn’t quite my type. I’d give it a shot if he asked I suppose but who knows. We only get to be dumb magic high school girls once. Well, maybe twice for you when you fail your N.E.W.T.S. and they send you back as the oldest first year in history.”, your mirror says with a smirk.

“Emily, cordially? Eat a dick. Besides the oldest was a 25-year-old 530 years ago who they didn’t discover because the Trace wasn’t around back then and he lived in bumfuck nowhere.”, you fire back.

“Nerd. Love you sis. Hug?”

“Sure.”, you say and wrap your arms around her, fell her nipple through her shirt. “You know, you might really invest in some work out clothes for our spars instead of just going braless and I assume pantie less in a muggle shirt and shorts.

“Feh, your one to talk. Besides if I did that, how would I distract whatever they call prefects in America. Anyway, night Jenn, see you tomorrow.”

>>6095028
“Worst Hufflepuff ever, heh. Night, Em.”

And with that the two of you separate. You don’t encounter any Prefects on the way back to the tower, a nice treat since your mind is elsewhere.

You are only going to be home for two weeks; Ilvermorny has summer classes and so you will be heading there to give you time to adapt, get over any culture shock, and catch up on their slightly different curriculum. The classes are usually only till lunch during the summer semester which kind of makes up for having to forgo most of your summer break at the least. Mom and daddy are going to Apparate the both of you over the pond a day or two after getting back, pick up your supplies for the year, robes, the different texts and such as well as to give you a daytrip to adapt to America, but you are considering what to do with the rest of your time at home while you walk.

>Put those Ilvermorny text books to good use and study to prepare for your 6th year. (Choose 2 subjects other than battle magic, since you need to use magic for that, to gain a +4 to and get a better idea of the school)

>Convince daddy to teach you how and your sister how to drive. You are old enough to have a license in America and might get that car a little early (Learn to drive and bond with your father and Emily, possible car in the future)

>Try to butter your parents up along with Emily. You were fairly well off and dad already kind of spoils you; you could probably get him to buy a couple of useful items for you and your sister (Pick 2 reasonable items to gain. Omnioculars, sneak-o-scope, expanding pouch, protego enchanted robes, your own broom, a pet, ect. He isn’t buying you and her a castle or anything but something reasonable for a student to have is on the table so write ins are fine)

>Just spend time with your sister and friends; your parents can probably convince David’s mom and dad you are not a lightning rod of doom, and you do have a few more acquaintances. Just enjoy the brief holiday. (Permanent bonus when performing tasks such as fighting or researching with your sister and friends if they show up, character interactions

>Write in an idea. I will figure out what kind of bonus it will give and people can decide if it is worth it

>I am also giving you a +2 to battle rolls for kicking your sister’s butt and a +1 to her. In the future you two can spar but will only get a +1 each as one of your weekly actions. To get better gains you will need to fight against someone more skilled, multiple people, have a teacher, ect.

>>6095029
>>Try to butter your parents up along with Emily. You were fairly well off and dad already kind of spoils you; you could probably get him to buy a couple of useful items for you and your sister (Pick 2 reasonable items to gain. Omnioculars, sneak-o-scope, expanding pouch, protego enchanted robes, your own broom, a pet, ect. He isn’t buying you and her a castle or anything but something reasonable for a student to have is on the table so write ins are fine)
>Expanding pouch
if Disappearing Hogwarts has taught me anything, is that those are invaluable
>Sneak-o-scope
i feel like being the "new kids" in an american school of all fucking places, we are gonna be a prime bullying target, that thing is sure to help us find out who to avoid

also, ayyyyy, that was a nice little cameo.
now i gotta repay the favour, just gotta figure out how...

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>>6095051
You are welcome, I enjoy your quest and like putting little easter eggs or references in to things, which is why in my DHQ fics, I continually reference snadgers. Thank you for reading and voting.

Need to figure out what our girls ambitions could be, since just graduating and getting a ministry job or settling down wouldn't be all that fun, even if they respect dad's work, the small fortune he inherited giving them a good life, all the interesting muggle stuff he has shown them and respect mom for being a great homemaker who fed them well, taught them to read and write, did their hair as kids, first showed them things like how to use make up, and such for which they are grateful.

I thought those two might be popular, and they are useful but we shall see. I realize if yall are getting the same stuff as twins are wont to do, I think I will just retacon Emily stuffing her broom in her pouch; I will just say I meant case and besides that section of the sentence is kinda fucked up anyway; Jennifer just misheard her and the words were fucked due to the lingering effects of having her head smash into a wall by inferni and being tossed around some by a troll. Tell no one of it.

>>6095029
>>Convince daddy to teach you how and your sister how to drive. You are old enough to have a license in America and might get that car a little early (Learn to drive and bond with your father and Emily, possible car in the future)

>>6095029
>>>Convince daddy to teach you how and your sister how to drive. You are old enough to have a license in America and might get that car a little early (Learn to drive and bond with your father and Emily, possible car in the future)
'With a car, you can go anywhere you want." Jenn said to herself, out loud.

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>>6095312
If I had any skill with photoshop and a decent reference image not in my brain meats, I would make a shop of that image.

>"There could be trolls here.", she though. "I've never been to this country before. There could trolls anywhere." The cool wind felt good against her perky tits. "I HATE TROLLS.", she thought.

Think I will write up some character descriptions after a bit.

While we wait for all the votes to arrive

>Suggest what types of music the girls like. Due to muggle-bo parents, everything is free game.

Going to call the vote in an hour and start writing if any lurkers want to make their opinion heard. So far it looks like Vroom, vroom and bonding wins.

Looks like we are getting driving lessons. And a car a bit later. America is a big place after all writing in a bit. Post might not appear till morning.

>>6095767
well, i guess that makes sense and is best for us, America is way stricter when it comes to using magic, so brooms and other magical ways of transportation are trickier to come by

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>>6095769
Well and get a car at 16 is a rite of passage in America; the Sander's aren't multimillionares, but they do have the cash to get their kids a shared car. Also open future possibilities for making friends by giving them rides on the weekends.

There is shit all in the lore about Ilvermorney, so I will be flying blind when they get there soon but I think a couple of ideas I have are decent for American wizard high school/college. Yes giving children guns is part of it since back in the day, most schools did have shooting clubs and teens in more rural parts regularly kept a rifle or shot gun in their trunk or back window of their truck even in like the 70's and parked in school lots.

>>6095698
>>6095767
I didn't vote because I couldn't make up my mind but I'm glad driving lessons won.
The 'go shopping' option might be more useful/practical/optimal but driving sounded the most fun.

For some reason, when I read that option, I immediately started picturing the girls zooming around in some vintage convertible. I had to stop and remind myself that "this quest isn't Marauder's Era, there's no reason they should be driving a roadster from the 70s" but maybe I can justify it: magic interferes with electricity, right, so an older car with a purely mechanical engine would be more reliable if we wanted something we could drive to school, the Ministry or magical towns. Our family should be able to afford something pretty high-end if we buy an old, slightly rusted-out or written-off heap and restore it (I'm guessing we can't just 'reparo' the whole thing but we could make a project out of taking each panel/part off, reparo-ing them individually and reassembling it).

>>6095769
>America is way stricter when it comes to using magic, so brooms and other magical ways of transportation are trickier to come by
Huh. That makes me even more pleased 'car' won.

>>6095946
>For some reason, when I read that option, I immediately started picturing the girls zooming around in some vintage convertible.
Now that I think about it, probably because the Weasely's Ford Anglia is a 60s model

>>6095946
>For some reason, when I read that option, I immediately started picturing the girls zooming around in some vintage convertible.

We will see what dad ends up getting them, heh. Modern tech doesn't work around very high concentrations of magic, however Ilvermorny is less magical than Hogwarts, though you are not using anything like a cell phone on the campus or grounds. A magical community isn't going to severely disrupt a modern car unless some kind of event is going on and people are slinging spells left and right, unless it is huge.

Ilvermorny also will be having parking available off campus for student if they have a vehicle that is too modern to reliably function close or on campus; its a bit of the walk but it isn't like students drive to school every day. A decent proportion of the older student body does have personal transportation to get to their version of Hogsmead on weekends, while younger students allowed to leave campus are stuck bumming rides of using public transit provided.

Will get update out later this morning. Got a good deal done but hit some writers block and started feeling kinda sick.

Thank you for reading, glad the choice you liked won; it was probably one of my favorites too.

Walking… well daddy had promised to teach the two of you two drive… you could probably convince him to use his connections from work to secure a couple of learner’s permits; you wouldn’t be able to drive in the UK till next April when you and Em turned 17 but you recall that it was only 16 in the US. And he did promise the two of you a car… yes this fit perfectly. It would probably require a bit of buttering him up, which sounds bad given the both of you did love him dearly, but that might be the best use of your short break since you would still have plenty of time to laze about some, enjoy your family, shop, maybe even have a farewell party with your friends. He always did spoil the two of you, sometimes to mom’s annoyance; you would confer with your sister tomorrow about the idea. But speaking of friends, another one of yours, a 4th year named Macy Wright was one of the few people still up in the common room when you entered, sitting on a sofa and reading a novel in casual her clothes.

You and her had met in your second year, a few days after classes started as you were on the way to Potions and the fidgety spectacled girl with dark brown hair was hopelessly lost, halfway across the castle from where she should have been; you took some pity on the first year. Asked her why she was so distressed almost to the point of tears, found out she couldn’t remember where her classroom was, and then helped her find her way back Charms even if it meant you were late yourself and lost House points.

That evening, Macy had come up to you, thanked you profusely, said she was sorry to need help, that she hadn’t really made any friends and since she was muggleborn really had no clue about this whole thing. You and her started talking, were told she noticed you before in the prior nights in the common room and that you look nice but she was a bit to shy to come talk; you and her ended up striking up a conversation, mostly concerning muggle stuff like music and books. It was only after she said it was nice to talk with another person from a non-magical home that you revealed you were a pure-blood from an old family, which naturally shocked her.

>>6096778

After that, the two of you had become fast friends, even if different years and proclivities had made it hard to spend all that much time hanging out. You and Emmy still tried, however. She was a real bookworm and a certifiable genius given she had been tested and had an IQ north of 150; revealed she had a near eidetic memory. In exchange however she had absolutely no sense of direction and trouble communicating with people, opening up. Had never made many friends in her previous life because she put people off. So you and your sister took to leaving a bit early to help her find her way around, tried to help her make some more friends and over time she learned to find her way, made a small circle of friends her age. At the same time she helped you, Em, and David study despite being a year younger than the three of you. You taught her more about the magical world, its history and norms, and of course Charms.

You had grown apart a bit over the years as life just took you in different directions and being in different years but still considered her a close friend; a good friend who didn’t yet know she wouldn’t be seeing you in Fall. Thus you walk up and sat next to her on the couch.

“Hey. Been a while. Sorry. Kind of a hectic week.”, you say softly.

“I could tell. Missing for most of a day then the infirmary for almost 2 days. You alright? Sorry we kept missing each other. I was at the game but on our houses side.”, Macy says while putting down her book.

“Sorry, should have tried to find you when I was released, had a bunch on my mind. Sooooo… I have something to tell you, okay.”

“Hehe, I like you a lot but not into girls I’m afraid if this is you confessing your love for me.”, and you felt your heart swell a bit; Macy had really grown since you met her. Still not the most outgoing person in the House but she would have never cracked a joke like that before. At the same time you frowned a bit; this was going to suck more than you had imagined.

“Not my type anyway, no offence. But, yeah this is kind of big.”

“How big are we talking?”

“Me and my sister won’t be coming back in September big. Sorry to spring this on you… just found out a few days ago.”, you say and try to smile as you meet her hazel-colored eyes.

“Wait, what!”, the normally soft spoken girl shouts out loud enough that the handful of other students turn and look before returning to their activities. “I know you passed your O.W.L.S. but you-you are dropping out? Don’t! You are smart, I’ll help you two if you need next year all you need.”, she says and lowers her voice to a more normal tone.

“Macy. Not dropping out-“

“Are you being expelled? I’ll petition for you. What ever happened can’t be that bad; no one gets kicked out here. Half of Slytherin was evil 20 years back and they got to graduate, I-“

>>6096779

“Hey, hey. Calm down. Nothing that bad… I was encouraged to try a year abroad, go to America. Sis wants to come with me. It… its fine. A good chance to broaden my horizons. It will be…fun.”, you say, half trying to convince yourself.

“Yeah, you look ecstatic. It has to do with you being in the infirmary, David in the hospital, and them barring students from the Forest, right? I’m pretty clever, can put 2 and 2 to get 4. Will you tell me, please? I’ve heard a few rumors, not many since people are more concerned with going home and they range from rude to incredibly unlikely, but I want to know why my first friend got hurt, why I won’t be able to see you and Emmy for a year.

>You will tell her, in private all of it. Not the curse, but all of it save that.

>You can tell her minor details, an overview of what happened, leaving a few things out.

>You can’t. They warned you to keep they incident under wraps; you can chance something going wrong, it reaching the ears of someone it shouldn’t.

>OOC, sorry I meant to have this done by morning but got suddenly ill and spent the last day in bed. This and maybe one more set of choices and it is of to the express and home.

>>6096780
>>You can tell her minor details, an overview of what happened, leaving a few things out.

Hope you get better soon!

>>6096785
Already feeling better but thank you.

>>6096780
>>You will tell her, in private all of it. Not the curse, but all of it save that.
But make her promise to keep it a secret and make sure she knows it's important.

>>6096835
>make her promise to keep it a secret

Of course. She knows alot of your secrets, from your friendship already and really hasn't let any important ones slip... doesn't know as many secrets as your sister, of course, but even Em is in the dark about a few; you are certain you are in the same boat with her. The two of you were offered Slytherin after all. Ever good Snake girl needs a few.

As an aside though your dad is very ... goofy around his daughters and wife, he was in Slytherin House around the end of the Second Wizarding war and his job does require more than a bit of cunning in his investigation of muggle exposures to magic, especially the mass ones, or tracking down someone who had been illegally enchanting muggle artifacts. The latter is a bit ironic, consider some of your family's possessions probably are not 100% legal.

>>6096780
>You can’t. They warned you to keep they incident under wraps; you can chance something going wrong, it reaching the ears of someone it shouldn’t.

>>6096780
>>You will tell her, in private all of it. Not the curse, but all of it save that.

So I will leave this till open until 7 and then start writing unless we end up with a tie.

Also here is a quick list for the basic rules we will be using. More may be added later for new situations or what not. And I will make the formatting less shit eventually.

Will add important characters with descriptions and bonuses once I have them done.

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>>6096785
>>6096835
>>6096862
>>6097100

Calling it for

>You will tell her, in private all of it. Not the curse, but all of it save that.

Writing.

It… it is a hard decision, not just because of what Potter and the Headmistress asked of you but because by telling the small girl by your side, you would involve her to a degree. Right now she was completed isolated from the who incident, safe. More than those things, perhaps, it is the thought she would feel betrayed, hurt for not being included, even just in the research needed to find the cave. Macy was sensitive in someways, and you didn’t want her to hate you.

But, even if you were afraid, you were a Griffindor and being Brave meant facing your fears. And you did trust her. She deserved to know how three of her best friends got hurt. You would tell her everything then, everything but you casting Avada Kedavra; that was too much for you. The ache in your chest still too fresh, the idea you were able to hate enough to want to strangle someone for eternity, dive a knife into their heart again and again too disturbing.

“O-okay. Yeah, you deserve to know. We need to go somewhere a bit more private; follow me to one of the sound proofed private study room.”, you say to Macy, quietly and head over to a few rooms on the other side of the common room in a small alcove.

Shutting the door behind her, you lock it and cast colloportus.

“That secret then?”

“Yeah. This has to be secret, okay? David’s parents are gunning for me and I was explicitly told not to tell people about the incident. Help me cast some privacy spells and revealing charms.”

The two of you go through a few incantations till you are satisfied, then you motion her to a chair at a small table and sit across from the bespectacled girl.

“Hey, Jenn? Thanks for trusting me. It means a lot. I promise, I won’t tell anyone.”, she says and reaches over the table, placing her hand on it. You smile a hair and reach to put your hand on hers and keep it there; Macy usually really did not like to be touched, so it meant much that she wanted to show you her support like this.

“You’re welcome, Macy.”, and so you explain how David had found an old journal with a map tucked in it, one that according to the journal of a 7th year 150 years ago was his work on finding a cache built by a wealthy, excentric wizard 500 years ago and he had figured out was in the Forest. That the journal stopped before saying if he found it but the map showed he had narrowed it to a handful of location. Of how the three of you decided you would discover or rediscover it, possible live like kings from the ancient hoard of galleons and jewels. Explained how you researched, check the locations on the map during the weekends until you reached the last spot deep in the Forest. That it was there, just as the journal described, a small sealed door which opened when you had followed the instructions in the book.

>>6097640
Of you insisting that it if we were going to go, we had to go today, that we might not have another chance with tests, so little time left, and that while you could open the door, you didn’t know how to shut it, that it could be stumbled upon and the treasures stolen from under your noses. That you convinced them to do it after running back to town and grabbing a few potions, just in case. How just as the sun was getting setting, the three of you foolishly ventured into the darkness together.

“Past a short hallway, we had entered a round chamber, long faded portraits on its walls and old broken statues. And a pile of emaciated grey bodies on the floor which began to stir from the light and noise.”, you say softly and shiver some, causing your young friend to actually entwin her fingers with you.

“No… inferni? This close to the school?”, she says with a small hint of fear.

“Yes. About a dozen of them; it took too long for us to begin acting, over come the shock and terror, so some had made it to their feet and began rushing towards us. Em screamed but David, he jumped in front of us and began firing off spells. Emmy and I came to our sense, joined him but they don’t teach you well enough how bloody tough they are; how fast, how terrifying seeing a mockery of a human body is.”, and shiver again.

“They don’t mention they can scream. But slowly, we cut them to pieces, sat them on fire, froze the ground under them. One managed to break through, clawed me, smashed my head against the wall until Em flipped it into the air the conjured a beaters club and smashed its head in. She kept screaming to never touch her sister. Would have been sweet if I wasn’t seeing stars while trying not to puke from the dizziness and the smell of burning flesh. David finished the last one off and we went around making sure they were down for good. I drank my wiggenweld… stupid Jennifer, should have saved it for David.”, you say, shame and loathing in your voice.

“Hey, its okay. It’s alright. But, the bad part is coming up, isn’t it? The one where all my friends get hurt?”

“It is. We looked around the room for anything of value, anything that hadn’t fallen to pieces and got nothing; this was just an antechamber; there was a door to the side though. Emmy, she asked us to turn back and I didn’t listen. I always think I know more, so I insisted we keep going. It’s my fault we opened that door and went down that hall. Found a huge circular room with the shattered remains of bookcases and furniture all around; with an awful stench and a statue in the back. There was some kind of enchanted lighting… but it was shadowed. We walked in and the statue stood and roared. A toll. A big one with a giant club and glowing yellow eyes.

“A troll! Then that’s what-“

>>6097642
“Yeah. What nearly killed us all. Broke half the bones in David’s body, when he took a hit for me. We fought as hard as we could, fought like animals but nothing we used did much and this one was big. Slapped me into a wall and when I came to, Em was doing every thing she could to keep it away from me and I could feel her fear for me. It was pure luck I looked up and saw that monster was right under a large, very sharp stalagmite. Yelled to my sister to help me and we pulled it down with our decendo’s combined; troll heard the noise and looked up just in time to skewered mouth to ass.”

“You… all of you nearly died! Oh thank god, thank god Jennifer!”, she says and come over to actually hug you. It is a very stiff awkward hug but you return it all the same. “I suppose you got David back out, sent up sparks?”

“Yeah. Tried to heal him, some. Failed. I stunned him to it wouldn’t hurt. It was already past curfew and they were looking for us already. After a minute, Potter and McGonagall popped in. Em begged them to help me and David, was crying; I was too. They apparated us out side of Hogwarts, got us to Pomfrey; I passed out when we got there. When I woke up, they told me that David’s parents wanted me expelled, sent to jail for getting their son hurt. And I was offered the chance to head to Ilvermorny until tempers cool, to appease them some; Emmy said she wouldn’t let me go alone. And that’s about where we are.”

“Why-why didn’t you tell me what you were doing, let me help? Maybe if I was there, I could have done something. Maybe all of you wouldn’t have got hurt so bad. Is-I know I’m very good in a fight, but there are other things I could have done! Do y’all not trust me?”, the small brunette asks, still concerned for you but with a hit of dejected shame in her tone as well.

“Shush. No, I trust you almost as much as I do my Emmy. But, I knew there might be danger. That we could get hurt. And I don’t want that for you. You’re a genius, going to do big things. I care about you and I have this bad habit of acting like a big sister sometimes; I wanted you safe. Because, that is one of the ways I feel sometimes, like you are what having a real little sis would be like, not that I am still not over protective of Emmy. Wait, no, I’m sorry. That’s weird, condescending-“, and you are interrupted by another hug and a few sniffles.

“No. Its okay. I get it. I’m an only child, didn’t really have any friends before. But you and Em… thank you.”

“Welcome, you little dork. But as touching as this is, I do still need to pack.”

“Sure, “big sis”, heh.”, Macy says and gives you a dumb grin.

>>6097643
After biding a smiling Macy good night and heading into your room with both your bunkmates already in bed with the sound proof curtains drawn, you began packing the last of your cloths, books, and personal items into the expanding trunk at the foot of your bed and were just a bit happy. Talking to her, sharing what happened with someone seemed to take a load off your shoulder, eased the empty cold between your breasts. That and… you may have just made the smaller, sweet girl’s month by showing her that kind of trust, saying plainly that you cared about her, even if you were sure after this long, she knew. Still, felt like a good choice. Last thing to go in before you changed into your PJs were 3 separate photos from your night stand.

A picture of you, Emmy, David, and Macy that another student took with the four of you in front of the great lake last summer, one of you and your sister just looking goofy and making dumb faces, and lastly… a non-animated muggle photo of you, Em, mom, and Daddy the morning before you went to King’s Cross station for the 1st time. Heh, of course it was a muggle one.

After everything was packed in, you laid down. Let sleep take you.

That night, there were nightmares for the first time in years, though you don’t remember them once you wake drenched in sweat, heart pounding and immediately wonder if your sister had been affected by you night terrors.

Once you dress and exit the common room, you quickly get your answer; she is standing right there, still dressed like a muggle and looking anxious.

“Hey, Jenn last night-“

“Yeah bad one. Same?”, you ask and give her a quick hug.

“Not pleasant, at least. Can’t even remember why is was scary, what it was about. Just darkness…and fear.”, she says softly.

“Yeah. Sorry sis.”

“Don’t know if it came from me or you; I like being so close, having our “souls touch” as Potter put it but sometimes it’s a pain. Can shut it off or block it mostly awake. Not dead asleep, though.”, she says and you nod. After living with having drops of each other’s emotions and thoughts leak through for 16 years, you two had eventually figured out how-to put-up barriers to cut the connection, or at least reduce it, though it left an odd emptiness that was as hard to put into words as it was uncomfortable.

“I though I felt my ears burning from some one mentioning me, a disembodied voice says right beside you and the pair of you jump and squeak some before Professor Harry James Potter materializes out of thin air, with a smirk.

“Professor! I don’t think the Invisibility Cloak is meant for making your students pee themselves or pranks!”, you shout while glaring at him alongside Emmy.

“Perhaps not the first but you are incorrect on the second count. I went to find Miss Emily and when I was told she wasn’t there, I had a pretty good guess of where to go. Follow me, if you will we have one or to last things to discuss.”

>>6097645
“Fine. But what if we had been talking about girl stuff or stuff with a boy? Were you just going to stand there like a creep and listen? Huh? Pervert Professor.”, Emmy say to perhaps the strongest living wizard and her Deputy Headmaster, making you wonder how she didn’t end up in the house of the Brave.

“Hahaha! I would have forgone one last chance for a year to see you to squeak like mice and revealed myself immediately. Now come, there is a room nearby we can use. Now under the Cloak.”, Potter says with a bit of mirth much different from his voice the last time you had spoken.

“Wait! Why? That’s kind of weird isn’t it?”, Em says and back away just an inch.

“Weirder that a 42 year old Professor being seen taking a pair of 16 year old girls, both of which are violating the dress code by the way, into secret room and then them coming out with a bag full of Galleons and jewelry afterword?”

“Okay yeah, those rumors wouldn’t be good for anyone involved… wait money and jewelry?”

“Come and I will explain.”

So the two of you just look at one another and shrug. And few minutes later Potter taps a few brick on a wall and it slides open. Once inside, you and you sister take seats on one side of a Table with Potter across from you. He sets a small jingling bag down as well as a gold ring with a red jewel set in it next to a necklace of silver an topaz.

“I found in that wretched hole during my investigation. It had been thoroughly cleaned out previously, perhaps by the author of that journal but I am quite good at finding hidden compartments. I believe it is fair that they are yours.”

“Umm… the ring and stuff its not cursed or evil right?”

“No. I sent them to be examined as well as checking myself. They have resizing and location finding enchantments as well as some weak residual magic but that is it. And the money, well it isn’t much compared to mountains of gold but should be a quite nice amount for a teenage girl. And before you ask, I already offered part to Mr.Adams earlier this morning and he refused; said you two deserve it more.”

So with a shrug and no words needed, you take the ring and gold while Emmy grabs the necklace, and try them on. The ring resizes to a perfect fit on your right hand and the necklace adjusts to sit right below your twin’s collar bone. Looking in the bag… that is quite a few old galleons indeed.

“How does it look?”, Em asks you while you pass her the coins to inspect.

“It’s good, Em, fetching. Now what else was there, Professor?”

“I want to make certain this is what you want to do; Hogwarts will always be there for those who deserve it, and both of you do. Are you certain you are okay spending a year abroad?”

“Yeah, yeah, I believe so. Easier on everyone this way, I think. And I will have my little sister with me, so that helps.”

“So be it. Allow me to be on my way. I shall exit first, you two leave when you are ready. And… I hope you enjoy Ilvermorny, truly.”

>>6097646
Once Potter leaves you look over to your sister and tell her about revealing the story, mostly, to Macy.

“Sorry… I should have asked but I felt like she deserved to know what happened.

“It’s fine Jenn. I was thinking she should as well. And speaking of her… well this is a lot of cash, cash we really don’t need. But I can think of a friend who might appreciate being able to have a few nice things for once.”, Emmy says and smiles

And your thought return to the introverted brunette. She wasn’t poor, but both her parents just work normal white-collar jobs; her dad an accountant, mother a nurse. She always had new books and supplies, robes that fit well but lacked any of the charms yours and Emmys had. Was always very frugal with buying small things in Hogsmead, if only so she could save up and get her friends nice things for Christmas. You…

>Give the money to Macy. As an apology gift for excluding her, for leaving her for a year even if you knew money couldn’t take the place of friendship

>Keep the money. You could use it to pick up a couple of useful items for your time in America.

>Write-in


Mega update because I might not post tomorrow and I really want to get home and then start the quest proper. Also still trying to get used to running one of these. I promise more choice in the future

>>6097649
>>Write-in
>Give her 25% or 50% of it, enough for her to get something fancy, but we still might need it in America, prices and inflation may be something we havent accounted for

>>6097649
>>Write-in
Keep two thirds of it

>>6097649
>>Write-in
>Give 25% of it to Macy and set aside another 25% for David (No matter his comments to the contrary, he deserves it most of all. He might have refused the money when Potter made the offer but that just means we'll have to use it to buy him something special, and maybe pay for an international portkey so he can visit us once his parents have calmed down).

>>6097783
Supporting

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Still 6 more hour till I tally and write a train scene; I promise to not railroad you. OHOHOHOHOHO.]

I would really like to thank everyone who has checked this out so far, really thought I would get no players. I am not amazingly confident in my writing and while I have played plenty of quests, this is my first to run; I am going to try and give yall an amusing ride with plenty of interesting content. Going to try and provide plenty of choices that will have some consequence, big or small. I know it is slow right now just because we are setting up the basic premises and the characters flavors, but once we cross the pond, things should get a bit more exciting and interesting because my idea of American wizard highschool/college is somewhat eclectic and there is like nothing written about it so very much a blank slate to work with. If this thing makes it past 1 thread and people are still interested, I will try and commission art of at least Jennifer and Emily.

If anyone has any criticisms, I will consider them and see what I can do about those issues.

(You)s are love, (You)s are life.

IRL I got some good news so if I get more in 12 days we might be able to get a second smaller update some days for a while, maybe an interlude, if I find inspiration.

Now then, how about a vote not relevant now but will help inform Jenn and Emmy which shall be important in the future. Can the twin's cast the Patronus Charm?


Jennifer Sanders

>Yes, full corporeal(vote after if it wins)

>Yes, only incorporeal

>No

>Never tried
Emily Sanders

>Yes, corporeal(vote after if it wins)

>Yes, only incorporeal

>No

>Never tried


Those 2 decisions are not important right now at all so they will be left open till Saturday. Feel free to brain storm ideas for if one or another does have a magic happiness spirit animal.

>>6098178
Now then, how about a vote not relevant now but will help inform Jenn and Emmy which shall be important in the future. Can the twin's cast the Patronus Charm?


>Jennifer Sanders

>Yes, full corporeal(vote after if it wins)

>Yes, only incorporeal

>No

>Never tried


>Emily Sanders

>Yes, corporeal(vote after if it wins)

>Yes, only incorporeal

>No

>Never tried


Those 2 decisions are not important right now at all, so they will be left open till Saturday. Feel free to brainstorm ideas for if one or another does have a magic happiness spirit animal.[/spoiler]


There without me extending the spoiler tags before grabbing food and not checking to make sure it was correct..

>>6098284
spoilers are messing with you right now, arent they?
i´ll vote when i come back home in a couple of hours

>>6098294

Fucking up

>>6098178

was just all on me. I only intended to spoiler the first bit since it is not part of the quest just me being happy some people enjoy reading this, and that I am going to try my best, got good IRL news, ect.

>>6098284

was meant to not be spoilered and is just a long term vote, so every one gets a say, since it doesn't matter right now, just gives me ideas. Emphasis on right now; a Patronus or lack there of is one of the most personal things a witch or wizard has.

But as always, thank you Kektus for reading. I really hope the 3rd guy saves the day over in CTQ.

>>6098178
>Never tried on both

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>>6098284

or

>>6098178

for the patronus vote.

I will leave

>>6097649

open for 30 more minutes in case we get a couple more votes.

i guess nobody else is going to vote on this one?

>>6098284
i´ll vote on both that they have never tried it because they are afraid they arent happy enough despite all their nice and good interactions with everybody

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>>6097664
25% or 50%
>>6097703
greedy girl 66.666666666666
>>6097783
25% and save David his share
>>6098066
25% and save David his share

>>6098386
The Patronus one is open till Saturday, assuming it gets any votes. It was to just get it out of the way and give people a thing to vote on while I write and figure out stuff, since it is just fleshing out character stuff for now.

>>6098342
>>6098389
This would be interesting.I like it, has possibilities in the future. We will see. Sorry I got distracted with IRL and Pippa.

Looks like everyone gets an equal share, though the girls keep David's to get/do something nice for him in the future and fuck HP's stupid money system, it is QM fiat, so gonna figure out about how much this is worth in quest.

Just to give context this nothing to folks as rich as David's are, a nice windfall for the twins themselves, somewhere around both their yearly allowances combinedyes they are kind of spoiled and the family is fairly wealthy, but they try not to dip into the money in the vault past dad's earnings and the interest on their fortune, and more money than Macy has ever held in her hands in her life all at once.

Give me a minute painkillers make, brain dumb, then to rewrite one part of what I have. We will arrive in London with hijinks on the train by hell or high water.

>>6098284
>Jennifer Sanders
>Yes, full corporeal(vote after if it wins)
>Emily Sanders
>Yes, corporeal(vote after if it wins)

>>6098284
>Both
>No, or never tried

“She wouldn’t take it all… not half, even. I don’t want Macy to think it is… apology money? I mean we could use it even and you how daddy is with our allowances; go on a shopping spree in Paris or something since even he has limits despite the money, he and mommy-ah, mom, inherited. But… a quarter? A quarter that should have been hers if I wasn’t too protective-“, you start to say and are rudely interrupted by your near mirror image.

“I didn’t want her to get hurt either! Neither did David! We decided it together; to not involve her, just in case. She is too smart to go dying in some hole in the ground. But maybe, if MayMay was there? She is younger than us, can’t really hit the back side of a barn with a stunner but you know she would have fought. Brave; a good Gryffindor, which is nice since crimson brings out some red in her hair.”, Em says loudly tossing the bag of galleons and a few other things on the desk. “Macy probably would have been braver than me in front of the infernus. Might have realized that was Troll stink and made us go back. Could have come up with a good idea to use. And if we did find all that gold?”, Emmy asks staring at you with intensity in her eyes.

“We were giving her a share. So yeah, quarters; we already got this jewelry too… yours does look nice on you, Em. Just so you know; the honey yellow and the silver chain work, brings out the color of your hair. So we will count it out, split it. But David? 100% doesn’t need it; wont take a single sickle. Sooooo… what do you give someone who has everything but he can’t give it back or refuse to take it?”

“I don’t know, Rowena? What?”, she asks sarcastically.

“An experience? With his share… well that is plenty for a short trip somewhere nice. A holiday that his treasure can pay for with with out him knowing. We use David’s to go on a trip and make sure we all have fun, make sure he has fun, make good memories, and at the end say it was all on his knut. Haha, I surprise myself sometimes even.”

“What with how big a nonce you can be? But? I don’t know how American Holidays work, but yeah that could work. He might not be able to say no… his parents could though.”

“If they said they would be there as chaperones? I think we could pull it off.”, you say with a smirk.

“I suppose… we will just have to come up with something good. Wonder if we could get the licensing for a port-key?”

“I have no clue. Maybe daddy knows?”

“Yeah could ask… what about an awesome going away party for us that he can MC?”

“Seems kind of rude to use his money-“

“It would be for every one! Back yard is plenty big for like 20…magical teens…drunk. Okay I don’t want anything blown up or anyone drowning in the pool.”

“Yeah. Lets just put it on the back burner for now. Anyway, I was getting pretty hungry. Want to go down? Eat and find the others? Say goodbye for a year?”

>>6098583“Sure, Jenn. But I fully intend on us seeing them before then! Hisss. Its probably been like 10 minutes since Potter left. I do need to find a certain Prefect though, after we eat, give him a little kiss on the cheek. Make sure he remembers me when he graduates at the end of next year, heh.”

“Just be sure to stop by Pomfrey’s for a potion beforehand, hahaha!”, you say. You were contractually obliged to tease your twin, as her big sister after all. “While walk to the Great Hall though, we do have two whole weeks to spend at home before Ilvermorney, what do you think of dad showing us how to drive. We can do it at 16 over there after all. And he did promise a car once we learned…”, you say as you and your sister left the small secret room and scanned to see if any one was still around when the last breakfast of the summer was calling.

“Ha. Could be fun; I’m all for that, Jenn. Might really need to play up the good daughter act some though.”

“Hey! We are his two best daughters; so not an act!”

“Hahahaha! I know, even if he is a goofball, we love him. Him and mom… we got lucky. But really, should be fun to zip around in one of the cars; maybe he will finally tell us about what he really did at the battle of Hogwarts to meet mom? Still… Vroom, vroom!”

“Me too. Me too you silly girl. You are an excellent bludger Emmy, but you suck as a car. Please don’t kill us with your terrible driving.”

“Frick you. My… “engines” are still bigger...”

“And my “rear suspension” is still springier. Vroom, vroom.”

“Hiss, hisssss, hisssss-hiss.”, Em responds in Parsletongue, one trait you and her did not share to your annoyance. The fact you knew daddy and her hissed about you behind your back… yeah gonna be fun going home, you think with out a hit of sarcasm in your mind.

So, you and your foul minded if not foul-mouthed twin just keep going, until a giggling fit forces you to halt outside the great hall. God, some time you forgot you were such a dork, ha! After the little fit subsided, you and her went towards your respective tables and sat with David and Macy saving a spot between them and Em sitting with some of her team mates at the Hufflepuff table across the Hall.

You enjoyed some light conversation between bites of delicious fried eggs with gooey centers, succulent ham, crispy waffles with every syrup on the table drenching them and alternating swigs of ice cold milk and warm tea. The House Elves always did out do them selves on the last day and it was only right to show your appreciation for the hard work all year! You most certainly don’t just have amazing memories of childhood breakfasts and though that memory might warm you up some deep inside… nope. Just love breakfast.

>>6098584
“Merlin’s beard Jenn, where did that come from? The ring, not the stuffing yourself. Seen that before.”, Macy says with much of her plate uncleaned, though she at least was trying. Meanwhile, David whistled, catcalled really, and asked who the lucky man was with a knowing smirk, considering he had already seen your ruby and gold band today.

“One, secret. We’ll talk on the train. Emmy has something too, Macy. Two, I know you know who gave it to me. Also if you think the wedding ring goes on the right hand, I feel sorry for your future wife’s poor bum and lack of children.”, you say, with contentment. “Here, Macy, give me your hand, try it on.”, and you remove the band. Take her smaller left hand and put it on her ring finger to a few hoots around you and David chuckling while the thin brunette blushes a bit and pulls her hand back to admire it.

“Jennifer! Still not into girls and neither are you! I think. But it does look nice.”, she says while her friend, an odd girl with natural silver hair next to her looks at it closely with a jeweler’s precision.

“Two point one with an odd older style of a princess cut. Low impurity gold with some additive… silver and tin? Older formula for golden electrum? More prone to light tarnish but the Charms self-clean it? Very nice. Quite old manufacturing and cutting of the stone. More than an antique… you are a lucky woman May, haha!.”, the girl barks out.

“Okay yeah… don’t need this! Take it back! I refuse!”

“Rejection is a bitter seasoning indeed.”, you sigh out.

And then, before you know it you are boarding the train, a few sickles in your pocket and your part of the loot in a small hand bag, shuffling in. Your sister and your two friends make it to one of the back carts and secure a carriage for yourselves and after everyone is in, you shut the door, then pull out you wand from its holster and lock it behind you.

“I’ll do detecting spells, you do revealing ones, okay “little sis”?”, you ask, with a grin.

“Okay!”

“Two hours!”

Macy and Em cry out at the same time, and look at one another confused.

“What, I forgot to tell you Emmy? We are taking her home with us! Hahaha!”, you cackle out and pat each on the head. “Now, chop chop and all that. We have loot to distribute!”

So you, your sister, and “sister” start to secure your cabin against most everything two fifth years and a fourth year can think of until Macy calls out, Inflarum Revelare, while you Em, and David all cry out stop at the same time.

“Wait why, I saw Jeeeeenn, oh dear.”, and she collapses backward to be caught by David who shifts her around into her seat and you twin taps her on the head and softly calls out,

“Rennervate.”

“That’s why.”, you say in a dead pan and sit down your self.

“Wh-I’m not sleeping Professor. Wait. What just happened?”, the bespectacled girl says and is obviously woozy.

>>6098585
“What happened is you do not use a Charm you have only seen once on a whim. Me, David, and Emmy have a bit more power due to being older and more experience but that spell is tiring for full grown adults; don’t use it unless you think MI-6 has a bug in the room. Revelare Moramalus works about as well and won’t make you faint for most things. Now sit up, okay? Hold out your hands.”, you say with just a bit of concern in your voice, while Em helps her, gives her a small piece of hard candy from somewhere to suck on.

“Me and her,” you say nodding towards your twin in a matching tight white button down and skirt, but with her hair in a fish tail braid while own was loose, “Already got our shares and these beautiful bits of jewelry, so here is yours, Macy.”, you say and pull the small but heavy pouch of coins out and drop them in her small cupped hands.

“W-what? This is… gold? Galleons! And a lot. What, why? I can’t take th-“, she starts to sputter out, before David raises an eye brow at you and Emmy interrupts the girl next to her.

“Yes. Yes you most certainly can. We should have told you; David already knows, you know basically, what happened. And… I’m sorry, Macy. Just, we were silly. We should have told you and if you were will to risk getting hurt, had you come with us. Potter went, inspected that stupid pit and found a little stash. Said it should be ours. So part of it is yours. Always. It’s not to say sorry but… well sorry.”

“What my sister said. You are part of Team Em-“
“Team Jen-“

“Part of the team, is what these two ditzy blonds are saying. And I’m sorry to; should have knocked their heads together and maybe between the three of us we would have one braincell.”, David says, “Part of my “cut” should be in there too, since… well I nearly got one person expelled and now both of them are going to get a nice vacation because I was hurt.”

“I don’t, I don’t need charity!”, the lanky brunette says softly, but with strength.

“No, you don’t but still. Want you to have this at least. Please? For your big sister?”, you say and pull out your greatest weapon; puppy dog eyes. Emmy mirrors them. Your dark haired male friend just puts his hand on her head.

“They cornered me before we boarded, let me know Jenn told you; can you just call this back pay on a dozen Christmas’ or something?”, and flashes a million dollar smile.

“… Fine. But I am paying it back. To all of you. And if you ever leave me out like that again I will brew a potion, make one, that turns you into deaf, mute, hunch backs or…something. Hard to think right now. Thanks. This… it means a lot. And Team Macy.”, she says with a small smile.

And so the four of you sit there, you and Emmy and David all describing to the small girl your own version of what happened, like she was there; at one point David does an pretty good inferni scream and Em hisses at him like a snake-cat.

>>6098587
With the door unlocked before the snack lady, who you think may be the trains' security officer as well comes by, the wards and Charms are undone, mostly.

One forgotten one goes off with a siren blare that wakes up half the train while she just stares and asks if you would like anything to which every one but Em shakes their head ‘no’.

And soon enough you are pulling up to Paddington Station. The fire read steamer slows to a crawl then a gentle stop and after a few minutes people begin to disembark; David immediately stands up and asks if you all would mind staying in for a bit, disembarking last. Which made sense, his parents did with to see you more than even expelled for what had happened. And he goes around the carriage one by one and hugs all of you tightly. Wishes you a good summer in one case and a good year in two others, before departing.

Eventually, once only a handful of students either still asleep or about to finish a game of exploding snap are left, Macy asks if you thought it was safe to leave since she was sure her mom was waiting for her.

“You could have just gone ahead; it is just my doppleganger they have a problem with, MayMay.”

“Nah… I wanted to be with my “sisters”, you know. I hasn’t been that long. Come on I met your parents Jenn, Em, when I came by before but let me show you my mother. Was coming straight from work dad said; I’d introduce you to him to but he is down in Cardiff because of work.”, she says, no chirps out before marching down the aisle like she owned the train.

So happy, she had gained some confidence since that first year. You were gracious, let Emmy go before you. And when you exited onto the platform, a few things were evident.

There were only a few sets of parents left. Macy was sitting on her school trunk, scanning. And she had not found her mom yet. However, once you had cleared the line and were standing side along, the two of you didn’t even need to look around.

A blond man with around 6 inches on you power walked over and grabbed you and Emmy tight around the waists and pulled both of you in easily while you at least giggled, forcing the three of you into a tight wizard knot.

“Daddy!”
“Dad!”

You give him on the cheek while Em mirrors you on the other side and Lucerne Sanders spins you around before a soft yet commanding voice called out,

“Honey, you are embarrassing them in front of their young friend sitting on her trunk.”, your mom, Nymeria Sanders said simply as Emmy squirmed out of your dad’s embrace to run and nearly bowl over mom, who was about 3 inches shorter than her daughter and had a build best described as waifish, with slightly lighter hair than you or the girl hugging her tightly while the woman in her very 40s tried to remain dignified but was smiling ear to ear all the while.

>>6098589“Mom! Mommy, I missed you. Thank you for all the owls you sent after we decided to transfer.”, Emily Sanders says with her head on the shorter woman’s shoulder.

“Hey, daddy? Put me down? Mom, come over? I want to introduce you to our friend.”, you say and as soon as your feet are back on the ground, you walk over to Macy and sit on one side of her while Em sits on another of the slightly down cast girl.

“Macy, These are our parents. Told them about you in letters before. Lets stay and chat till your mom gets out of the station bathroom or recalls exactly which platforms she has to walk between. Okay?”

“Yeah. Alright, sorry that was rude, just expected her to be waiting want her to me you and maybe David.”, she says and looks up. “I’m Macy, Macy Wright. Jenn and Em have been my friends since like the 3rd day of school, they helped me a lot!”, she says, looking up, even if her voice has just a little too much fake sweetness.

“Macy, I’m Nymeria. A pleasure.”

“Lucerne Sanders, Deputy Directory of the Dept. of Muggle Affairs. Lovely to meet you. My card.”, you daddy says, handing her a nicely made card out of a silver card case. Your younger friend takes if looks it over for about ten seconds, then hands it back. ”Ahhh, can't say anyone has ever given me my own card back, you can-“, and the thin girl rattles off every thing from his fax number to his ridiculous email address and notes he had been in a fight recently due to the light pink scar on his cheek in the photo.

“I got it all, sir. You two, she has hair my coulor, green eyes, 3 piercings on the left ear, 1 on the right… dark blue scrubs, pink and white shoes… have you seen anyone like that? Please?”

“I am afraid not, young lady. Here, how about this, we will go and call her? She has a cellular phone, correct? Honey bunny? Phone. Now.”, your mom says softly and reaches out to touch Macy on the shoulder before Emmy stops her hand, shaking her head. Your daddy fishes a relatively old phone from his khaki pants and hands it off, while you encourage the small girl with glasses to follow your mom out of the station. He comes in close, scratches your backs a little, says she seems lovely and that he is proud of both of you for making such an interesting friend.

A few minutes later, a very distraught Macy walks by with her head held down, straight to her trunk and pulls a change of clothes out; a simple black tee with a muggle joke on it, some khaki colored capris, shoes and sock and a change o of underwear uncaring of who saw her undergarments then walked like a robot into the Hogwarts Express. Your mom is trailing back, far behind…

>>6098590
The spark of you and Em’s bond fires off so you head back into the train while your sister heads to mom and daddy just kind of stands there looking helpless. It isn’t hard to find where the little brunette went; right back to the same carriage you traveled in to get here… not hard at all given the soft sobbing coming from the closed door.

“Mom… fuck them! Let them die! Dad, screw those companies, they knew what they were doing when they claimed that as a tax deduction… fuck, fuck fucking fuck! I’m right here…I brought friends, I have my own money now because of them, I aced every test, I’m a witch, I’m normal no-now…auhg, ahah ah, ah-”, a voice you had never heard in that tone, in that much pain cries out from behind an only mostly shut door.

>Knock, ask if you can come in. “I am worried. Emmy is to, I can feel it Please let me understand, Macy. Your big sister is here for you. All you have to do is let me open the door; little sisters’ are contractually obliged to listen and let the older one help them once in a while”

>Open then close the door completely without asking and go up to Macy, who is curled in the corner and hold her. She left the door half open for a reason; so someone could find her, reach out to her even if you get a scratch or two, you can take it. “If you are angry I’m right here. I can take it. Just tell me so I know if I can help.”

>Sit down with your back to the door. “There is someone there, even if you can’t always see it. Seeing isn’t always all you need. I can’t see your soul yet- I know you are the most amazing kind of person.

>Open the door a bit more and stick your arm through the gap toward where the girl who looks just like you is trying to reach you as well. Hold her hand. One step at a time; can’t rush a Potion, can’t rush something like this either.
OOC:
Had wisdom teeth removed and painkillers make me even wordier than normal. I am sorry.

>>6098591
>Open the door a bit more and stick your arm through the gap toward where the girl who looks just like you is trying to reach you as well. Hold her hand. One step at a time; can’t rush a Potion, can’t rush something like this either.

This one is wrong it should read:


>Open the door a bit more and stick your arm through the gap toward where the girl who looks NOTHING like you is trying to reach you as well. Hold her hand. One step at a time; can’t rush a Potion, can’t rush something like this either.

Blame painkillers, pain, and it being 3 days since I have slept more than a couple of hours. Macy has brunette hair, and hazel eyes with glasses, is shorter but still has that weird lankiness younger teens have while you have mid back straw blond hair you either wear loose, a fish-tail braid, or in a messy bun if you are fighting with cool blue eyes, a handful, literally there are like five, freckles on your cheeks and while still thin, Jess has filled out in the butt at least.

>>6098591
>>Open the door a bit more and stick your arm through the gap toward where the girl who looks just like you is trying to reach you as well. Hold her hand. One step at a time; can’t rush a Potion, can’t rush something like this either.

god damn! thats a big update!
i´ll read and pick an option after i get out of work.

>>6098591
>>Open the door a bit more and stick your arm through the gap toward where the girl who looks NOTHING like you is trying to reach you as well. Hold her hand. One step at a time; can’t rush a Potion, can’t rush something like this either.

>>6098755
I do not know how to make short ones because I suck at this but I am trying. I also just wanted to make it to home instead of fucking around more. Try and do one or two there including driving lessons and going shopping for supplies, which I am excited for. Then hopefully our 1st day in America. Once there the summer should go by fairly quick and the real school year begin. Gonna once more be a hack and steal the week by week system of picking activities and only writing significant events.

>>6098755
Also, how do you, personally, deal with the text limit? I have been going through the word doc, highlighting, checking count and getting as close to 3000 as I can and posting that, rinse and repeat. Feel like there has to be a better way. I dont trust the text box on 4chan to not destroy my posts, heard horror stories in the past and I want to keep a file of this so I can make pdfs, so people can read those to catch up at start of a new thread; also lets me edit out minor mistakes I made in original posts for the pdf.

>>6098895
personally i dont really worry aboutn word limit in my posts, since my quest i rather slow and small, things like word and post limit arent something that bother me.
the thing i do is simply write my text in a google doc (which btw, has options to let you do words and chacacters count) and each page is naturally translated to a post worth of text, sometimes more, sometimes less.

>>6098904
Got you. In word, 3000 characters is generally looking like 1.5 pages so I am kinda getting the hang of it. Gonna try and start using the OP options for font changes more but I really wish there was a way to apply them like with ctrl+s for spoilers. Would make shit much easier.

>>6098591
>>Open the door a bit more and stick your arm through the gap toward where the girl who looks just like you is trying to reach you as well. Hold her hand. One step at a time; can’t rush a Potion, can’t rush something like this either.

>>6098591
>>Open then close the door completely without asking and go up to Macy, who is curled in the corner and hold her. She left the door half open for a reason; so someone could find her, reach out to her even if you get a scratch or two, you can take it. “If you are angry I’m right here. I can take it. Just tell me so I know if I can help.”

also, wait, is our mom smaller than us? did i read that right?

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>>6099033
Yes.

Dad is quite a bit taller than Jennifer. Mom is smaller, petite, but not quite Arty level petite like 5'0 or 5'1 if we are being generous. You and your sister ended up in between your parents. I was writing up the character sheet and Jennifer is about 5'3 and Emily is 5'2.5, so in the low end of the normal range. Your dad is about average at 5'9 or 5'10. The two of you might get another inch or so by the time you graduate, but those heights are in the range of average heights for 16-year-old girls, which I consulted. Women generally are about as tall as they are going to be by mid to late teens, though some get a small boost at the end. I like small women, even if my last GF was like 6'1, played basketball in high school and college and taller than me. Macy is a bit tall considering she is young for a 4th year at 5'1 but built like a stick while the twins have some curves.

Will wait another hour or so just to see if by some miricle I get enough votes to change the outcome

>>6098640
>>6098769
>>6098993
>>6099033

Looks like giving Macy some space if she needs it, just being here for her, and letting her come to us, deciding what she is comfortable, with wins. Writing in a bit.

“Hey, Macy. It’s Jenn, okay. I’m going to open the door a bit, not too much… but here is my hand, okay? It has been a long day, I might lay back for a minute. Do you want to do something like that too, hold on to me for a minute? I won’t talk if you don’t want to any, but… here. Your big “sister’s” hand; you can take it if you want.”, you say softly, just loud enough to be heard through the small gap in the door. You don’t get an ‘Okay’ but you don’t get a ‘No', so you slide the door open just a hair more, enough to get your arm through, and you glimpsed some clothes tossed around the carriage, both the ones she was wearing and the ones she grabbed from her trunk… It was probably a good thing you didn’t just barge in if she had broken down in the middle of changing into her muggle outfit.

Laying back against the wall next to the door, you thread your left arm into the cabin while looking away from your friend’s small refuge. Have to wait for several heart-wrenching minutes of the small, petite girl sobbing like you had never heard and began to lose hope until there was a bump against the door and a warm, thin, and wet hand finally clasped on and threaded its fingers between your own, followed by a second set of fingers wrapping around your wrist and squeezing tight. Macy… her hands were so cold despite the warm weather. A few drops of warm liquid impacted your hand as you just stayed silent for a time, and then you felt as the thin girl tugged your arm up some and the feeling of soft bare flesh and bones as she pressed if against her chest, right near collar bones you would guess.

“Want to talk some, tell me what is bothering you, Macy? I’m sorry your Mom is running late, that it's bothering you so much, but I’m here okay. If you don’t, we can just stay like this until you feel better. I’m here okay. I’m here for you.”, you say softly.

It takes a minute for you to stop feeling soft sobs, for Macy’s breathing to become more regular, and all the while she keeps your hand in hers and up against herself.

“Okay… you can come in. Just close the door please.”, the little brunette says with her voice full of pain, tiredness. Disappointment. She let go of your hand slowly, very slowly. And when she released it completely, and you entered into the carriage… it was a wreck, most parts of two sets of clothes tossed around, anything that could be knocked over on the ground was, scuff marks on the walls like someone kicked them. And up against the door, Macy Wright in only her frilly yellow and white bra and underwear, eyes red with dark lines of eyeliner and mascara running down across her cheeks., knees against her chest and arms wrapped around them.

“Oh…oh dear. Let-let me grab your stuff then we can get you changed, okay?”, and you receive a small nod of acceptance, so you quickly pick up the scattered clothes, separating her Hogwarts attire and muggle outfit and change of underthings into two piles.

>>6099189
“Jenn, will you just hold me for a minute, please? Please…”

“Macy, of course. But lets get on the seats. Come on. Here we go.”, you tell her while helping Macy up and over. When you sit down, she all but attaches herself to you with how close she presses into you, how close she is, head on your shoulder; you scratched the back of her head lightly before she pulled your right arm around her.

“She said she would be here. I’m-I’ve had to wait on them before… it was okay, I understand. Dad is always getting sent around to put out house fires at branch locations because he is so good at his job and mom has her patients to take care of and is a charge nurse, has to organize the other nurses; she is saving people’s lives… put she promised. I asked her to bring a camera, a cheap disposable one, those are simple enough to work around this much magic… I wanted to get pictures with you and Em, maybe David. So I would have something while you and her were gone. Let her meet my best friends, my “b-big sister”, heh, see that I’m normal. That I can make friends, amazing friends. See me in my robes with everyone. B-but something happened. Every resident at a retirement home, they all had heart attacks at the same time earlier. She had to stay, but would leave no matter what in a couple hours or she would quit if her relief didn’t come she said.”, Macy says, curled up tight against you and you feel warm at her calling you that even as a chill runs down your spine at what had happened; sounds like there was a very not muggle explanation for it… dad might end up involved, depending.

“Macy, I am so sorry, if I knew you had to wait for them to come in the past, me and Emmy would have stayed. Saw you waiting before though maybe they just forgot which platforms to walk through or something… I’m sorry. I should have been a better friend. But I am here now okay? Do you want to come sit in front of me? I can scratch the back of your head… that always used to make me feel better when I was upset.”

“O-okay. Thank you. Thank you so much… thank you so much for being the one to help me find my way to class back then, being my friend.”, Macy says and stands slightly before shifting over and taking a seat between your leg, leans slightly against you with her head down. And you make good on your promise; begin to lightly scratch her head, brush your fingers though her hair while your other arm is around her waist and keeping her held close.

>>6099192
“They used to leave me by myself all the time when I was a kid, when they both had work. They trusted me. I could read and write by the time I was three; if I had to be alone mom would leave food for me to warm up, we had a bunch of stools, so I could reach the microwave or what ever I needed. If I got lonely, I always had books to read… they thought I was special. I’m not special. I got lonely when they were gone. I wanted mom and dad to treat me like any other little girl; I know I am smart, kind of different but… I still wanted my parents. But I kept doing what I should. To make them proud. Because if I did that… maybe they would show me the kind of love I-I saw other kids get. But they thought I was more mature than I am, that I could figure things out myself.”, she says, and there is a deep pain and yearning in your friend's voice and your heart breaks a little.

“That-you are smart; smarter than me at least, and I know you would have been okay, but… kids need their parents. They need someone there. But, Macy, no matter what? You grew up to be amazing. And you are their first and only, right? People make mistakes. Kids don’t come with instruction manuals, I think at least; never had one, heh. But how is this, we will get you dressed, clean up the carriage. Then,"

>Lets call your mom again, see if it is okay for you to spend the night with me and Emmy. Maybe a second night if things are as hectic as it sounds?

>Lets all get some dinner, maybe wait at a café after till your mom gets here and me and Emmy can still meet her.

>You don’t live that far away. You have a house key right? We can take you home so you don’t have to just wait at the station.

>>6099194
>>Lets all get some dinner, maybe wait at a café after till your mom gets here and me and Emmy can still meet her.

>>6099194
>>Lets call your mom again, see if it is okay for you to spend the night with me and Emmy. Maybe a second night if things are as hectic as it sounds?

>>6099194
>>Lets call your mom again, see if it is okay for you to spend the night with me and Emmy. Maybe a second night if things are as hectic as it sounds?

>>6099194
>Lets call your mom again, see if it is okay for you to spend the night with me and Emmy. Maybe a second night if things are as hectic as it sounds?

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I will call this vote at 6pm since it looks like we have a majority as well as the Patronus one, so if you haven't voted here:

>6098284

Feel free to do so. Right now it is looking like the girls never tried.

>>6099412

>>6098284

Here. I suck at formatting.

>>6099194
>>Lets call your mom again, see if it is okay for you to spend the night with me and Emmy. Maybe a second night if things are as hectic as it sounds?

>>6098342
>>6098389
>>6098502
>>6098547

Patronus vote.

>>6099199
>>6099203
>>6099228
>>6099372
>>6099420

Macy vote.

Alright, so it looks like neither of the twins had the confidence to face the dementor and try the Patronus charm.

Also looks like Macy will in fact be come home with us, making good on an earlier joke.

Will enter the writing cage after making dinner.

“Let’s call your mom back. You are going to stay with us tonight, tomorrow too if things are as hectic as they sound; that many people… dad might end up involved, depending… but yeah. For as long as you need, our house is your house. Okay?”, you say while scratching the back of Macy’s neck some.

“W-what? I-are you sure, I don’t want to be-“

“You were about to say “burden”. Don’t. Never. I love you to death and this will be fun; me and Emmy do get tired of one another so having our “little sister” there is going to be great. So let fix you up and go back out. I’ll step out so you can change, alright?”

“Thank you, thank you… and it is okay. Maybe just turn around while I change my undies and stuff?”

“Sure, what ever you want.”, you say and understand that your friend might not want to be alone. So you and her rise, you turn for a minute then when she is done, help her into her muggle outfit; find the box of tissues she had knocked away, cleaned up the dark trails under Macy’s eyes and combed through her hair some with your fingers.

“Heh, there we go. Pretty as a penny. Let’s go outside, alright?”, you say leading the way only to have a thin hand grab onto one of your from behind; you just go with it and most definitely don’t have a megawatt smile when you head back to platform 9 3/4.

Outside, you walk up to where you family is still at, with Macy still holding your hand. Nod at your twin.

“Mom, daddy. Macy… can she stay over tonight, maybe tomorrow too? Please?”, you ask in your best “good daughter” voice.

“Oh! Oh! That would be so fun! Please, Mommy! Dad?”, your sister adds, already on the same page as you and pulling out the puppy dog eyes.

Your parent’s glance at each other briefly, communicating in the way only people who have been together for two decades can.

“Of course, sweetie; we certainly have room. Macy, how about you head back outside with my amazing wife, ask your mom? As long as she is fine with it, we are happy to have one of our girl’s friends over, haha!”

“ ‘Kay. Thanks, Mr. and Mrs. Sanders.”

“Nymeria and Lucerne are fine dear. Come, now, lets speak with your mother.”, your mom says and exits back out of the station with the thin girl, before returning several minutes later. You wouldn’t say Macy is grinning ear to ear, there is still sadness there but she does seem happy when she come up to where you and your sister are sitting down.

“She said I could stay a night or two if that is okay! Sounded kinda relieved… It is apparently crazy right now. But after that she legally can’t work more with out a break, and dad should be back in a few days too. T-thank y’all.”

“Of course, Macy. Ready to start heading out?”, you say and give the shy girl a million-dollar smile which makes her blush a bit.

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>>6100017
“Alright, honey, last time I check that death trap you call a car only has four seats, so I am just going to Apparate back home. Get started on dinner, get another plate out, fix a room for Macy. See you soon. Not too so, understand? Don’t scare our daughters’ friend with your driving?”, your mom says before planting a long kiss on her husband’s lips as he bends down so she can reach him and then breaking off, Apparating away with a dry pop once he agrees to be safe.

“Alright girls. Ready?”, daddy says, and with a flick of his wand levitates all of your trunks. “Just pretend like you are carrying them. I parked close so not too much of a walk.”

So, the 4 of you exited the station and a short walk pretending to carry trunks far too large for teen girls to be able to manage later, there She was, your daddy’s third child; a ’67 Ford Mustang he had lovingly restored and upgraded for the last 16 years, black with a silver racing stripe shining in the evening light. The secondary colors of his and moms old house, because daddy was a dork…

“Ohhh wow. Cool car. But, ah, I don’t think all our stuff will fit.”, Macy says softly.

“No? Here, let’s see.”, daddy responds, with a smile while opening the trunk. “Go on, young lady, put your things in the back.”

The trunk is obviously far too small yet when your friend begins to try and find a way to fit her luggage in… the trunk just seems to…swallow it up.

“Oh! And expanding Charm! Awesome!”

“Indeed. Made a few modifications to Sally over the years, heh. Also, you have seen nothing and this is a completely mundane vehicle; don’t need Weasley on my case when his car literally flies. Anyway, chop chop, I’m starving and can’t wait to get home to dinner.”

“Uhg, Em, look at daddy. So proud of impressing our friend you’d think he just invented a new spell or something.”

“Yeah, Jenn. Really needs a new hobby, heh.”, your sister adds, though there is no real animosity and both of you are smiling as well while you load your own trunks in the expanding space.

“What’s wrong with making a beautiful young lady smile?! And I have plenty of hobbies!”, he says in mock outrage, crossing his arms while Macy turns beet red at the compliment; daddy was rather handsome after all…

“Eww, gross dad! She’s 14! Our friends are off limits! Lecher, pervert!”, Emmy yells and steps in front of the blushing brunette protectively.

“And I’m married to the most wonderful woman alive; nothing wrong with stating facts however, and Miss Wright is sure to break a lot of hearts when she gets a bit older. Almost as many as my gorgeous daughters, ha!”

“Uhg. Gonna be a loooong couple of weeks isn’t it, Jenn?”

“Yep. Oh well. Anyway, Macy, do you want to ride up front with daddy? Get the full Sanders driving experience?”, you ask while exchanging a knowing look with your grinning mirror image of a twin.

“Oh, um, sure. Thanks. Also, thank so much, Mr. S-ah, Lucerne.”

>>6100019
“Oh course, think nothing of it. We have room and I will never say no to having another pretty girl in the house.”, he responds, beaming while you all begin to pile in, you and Emmy both rolling your eyes.

“Once again, 14, daddy.”

“Feh.”

And before you know it, the four of you are on the road, heading towards your home in Buckinghamshire while chatting amicably; daddy had hit a small switch under the radio when you set out to activate a charm to make muggles ignore the vehicle and was taking advantage of it to exceed the speed limit by a health amount until you hit the highway. Then… well Macy was going to get the full experience, that was for sure.

As the car flew down the open road, the speedometer began to steadily creep up as you dad opened up the throttle.

“Oh, wow, fast… this is kind of fun. Ah, sir, you’re really starting to go over the speed limit.”, Macy says, a slight hint of trepidation in her tone.

“Lucerne. And am I? Hadn’t noticed.”, the older blond man says with a bit of a shit eating grin. While you and Emmy just look at one another and smiled. Gradually the needle moved, 170 kph, 200kph…

“Ah, ah, too fast, too fast!”

“Macy, don’t worry dad is a perverted goofball but he is also a really good driver! Just enjoy it!”, you twin shouts over the roar of the Mustang’s tuned up V8 engine while you begin to giggle. Daddy had been showing you and Emmy the joys of going fast and being able to ignore speed limits since you were girls, after all. 220…

“TOO FAST! No, no, no we’re gonna die!”, the jumpy brunette screams out with her knuckles white from gripping the seat and roll cage.

“No one is dying, young lady! In fact, right now? We are living!”, your daddy cackles out, grinning ear from ear.

“YOU might not! We can’t Apparate if this thing flips!

“I can take at least one of you with me, haha!”

And despite the high-pitched shouting from Macy and Emmy’s loud insane giggling, you can’t help but smile when recall the first time daddy had ever maxed out the car with you riding shotgun and your twin in the back; the fear, the adrenaline, excitement. The day you fell in love with muggle cars and found you had a need for speed! Also the day that, when mom found out, you got to see her beat daddy with a wooden spoon and banish him to the couch for a month, heh. 240…

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>>6100022
“Oh, Merlin! I don’t want to DIE! Not now, not like this! I’ve never had sex! I’ve never even been kissed! I dooooon’t want to die a kissless virgiiiinnn!”, Macy whines out and you join Emmy in giggling. 260…

And with that, daddy reaches over, never taking his eyes off the road to open the center dash, revealing The Button in all its Gryffindor red glory.

“Jenn, sweetie, do you want to do the honors?”

“Why does she always get to push The Button, dad!?”, you sister asks in a mock whine of jealousy.

“Because daddy loves me more!”

“Lies! I love my beautiful girls equally, I just know how much my little Jennifer loves The Button, Emmy. You can do it next time!”, daddy shouts out to be heard over the roar of an engine and the high-pitched whine and shouts of a 14-year-old girl while the fields flew by in the twilight. 280kph..

“Jenn. JENN! What is that? What is The Button!”, your bespectacled friend demands to know, turning to look at you with eyes wide as dinner plates.

“It’s the Giggle Switch, Macy! It’s fun!”, Emmy helpfully explains while laughing.

“I don’t know what that means, EM! Jennifer Sanders, you do not touch that fucking button, do you hear me!!! I will brew a potion to turn your face into a horse’s ass! You won’t leave the healers till after you graduate! Jenn!”, Macy, shouts, cursing for one of the only times you can recall while you grin and lean forward, finger hovering over The Button.

“But, Macy! It is such a pretty red! We Gryffindors do love that color, you know.”, you say, teasing her just a bit.

“JENN!”

>The call of The Button, the Giggle Switch and God-like speed is irresistible. It calls to you. Punch it!

>Take some pity on your jumpy friend; besides she is going to stay for at least a day. Might as well not spoil everything at once. Close the center console, ask daddy to start tooling Sally down in a few minutes

OOC: After this, one way or another we will see how good of a Gryffindor your younger friend is.

>>6100023
>>The call of The Button, the Giggle Switch and God-like speed is irresistible. It calls to you. Punch it!

>>6100023
>>The call of The Button, the Giggle Switch and God-like speed is irresistible. It calls to you. Punch it!

>>6100022
>Gradually the needle moved, 170 kph, 200kph…
>Speedo in kph
>In an American car
>On British roads
Too unrealistic. Quest dropped.

What country are you from QM?

>>6100140
A burger. I assumed Brits used kph like the rest of europe. And dont most speedometers have mph and kph?

Annoying since I did some conversions to get an idea of how fast is fast in europoor units.

Just going to stick with freedom units in the future, just like I don't use bong spellings.

>>6100023
>>The call of The Button, the Giggle Switch and God-like speed is irresistible. It calls to you. Punch it!
PUSH IT!

>>6100023
>>Take some pity on your jumpy friend; besides she is going to stay for at least a day. Might as well not spoil everything at once. Close the center console, ask daddy to start tooling Sally down in a few minutes

Ill keep this open 1am then ask for rolls to see how well Macy handles this whole thing.

Gonna call it.

>>6100053
>>6100140
>>6100270

The Button's Lure is too strong

>>6100275

Being nice and resisting The Button

Alright. I Need 3 rolls of 1d100+5 (from being a Gryffindor)

vs

DC 65/85

Passing the 1st part means she keeps her shit together and such, passing the second means she actually has fun, learns to like going fast.

Rolled 54 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>6100565

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>6100565

Rolled 66 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>6100565
rollan

>>6100600
>>6100616
>>6100629

In with a last minute clutch save. Looks like, while not enjoying the ride Macy hold it together well enough, Mr. Sander will not be needing to scorgify his car's interior.

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“Sorry, Macy; this is a Chapel and here we worship the god of speed.”, you say with your index finger gently caressing The Button.

“You probably want to turn around and sit back; just some advice.”, Emmy adds helpfully, while the thin brunette in the front glares daggers at both of you before turning around.

“I hate you, Jenn, Em. Bullies! My friends are bullies. And you aren’t much better, Lucerne! I see where they got it from!”, she says in a high-pitched whine with a huff.

"Haha! Ready sweetie?”

“Ready!”

3…
2…
1…

“Punch it Jenn! Ahahaha!”, your twin cries out and begins cackling.

Who are you to refuse an order from a fair Hufflepuff maiden? With a click, the red button locks down in place and half a second later… the world lurches forward, and you are thrown against the seat as nitrous floods the engine intake and pushes the already tuned vehicle even further. Scenery flies by, the engine screams in joy at being freed, for at least a short time; you are giggling insanely, Emmy and dad are calling out with a somehow snakelike cackle, while Macy is softly muttering about revenge and you think some Muggle litanies. And when Sally finely peaks, can give nothing more and plateaus? The voices die down all at once, so the only noise is exploding dinosaurs and wheels on concrete…

Your family wasn’t religious, aside from being curious and knowing about the major Muggle ones, but right then you think those easterners who talked about Zen might be kind of right, and you got what your sister meant about getting into the “zone” during practice or a match. The world contracts to the size of an old car’s interior, the population shrinks down to your family and dear friend.

Ilvermorney, American Wizarding school, and all the anxiety surrounding it fades into the Twilight stained fields rushing past, your adventure and David being hurt so badly dissolves into the concrete speeding beneath you. The icy ache in your chest was still there but the Nothing, the surrounding emptiness was filled, at least for now, with Something and all you could do was lean back and smile until the moment ended and Sally began to slow with the Nitrous having been expended.

With the vehicle returning to mortal levels of speed, you go ahead and undo your seatbelt and lean forward so you can wrap your arms across Macy from behind the seat; she struggles briefly but quickly stops when you advise the blond man behind the wheel it might be prudent to slow back down to somewhere around the posted limits, given mom didn’t want to see him “too” soon. Your thin friend gives a small grunt of appreciation as Sally slowed till she was only slightly breaking the speed limit from your recommendation, at least.

“Hey, see Macy! That was fun. Interesting at least, right? And you faced it well, as brave Gryffindor maidens such as us are meant too!”

>>6100818
Didn’t like it. I felt calm at the end… but before that I almost either peed my pants or puked everywhere! It was mean. You and Em owe me.”, she says softly as you enter Buckinghamshire proper and the car continues slowing.

“Sure Macy, what every you want.”, your twin adds before going back to exchanging soft hisses of Parsletongue with daddy.

“’Kay... And I don’t think I am that brave. It is also the house of the Strong and I fail that qualification to, some. Suck at battle magic and spell work.”

“Not the only way to be strong. You are better than me, Em, or David despite being younger in most subjects, perfect scores all year, that is strength too… and you are Brave. It- Daddy, we told her what happened, okay? Just so you know.”, and receive a positive nod from the taller golden blond man. “If we hadn’t been silly, had you come? You would have stood right there at the front lines with us. Sorting Hat did a good job with my adoptive sister.”

“T-thanks. Still on the hook for nearly scaring my pants off. But, did take it out of me. I’m going to lay back, maybe put my arm back some? Hold it, my hand, till we make it to your house?”

“Sure. Me or Emmy?”

“Yes.”


>Will post the rest later but decided to give the part with your friend making a mess first.

>>6100821
*without

It doesn’t take too much longer to exit the highway and make your way into the nice suburb your house sits in, though Macy does demand you and Emmy hold her hand during the drive while you and your twin apologize for scaring her and ask daddy to do the same. And eventually, there you are, pulling into the drive of your inviting two-story home, surrounded by other lots filled with muggles who had no idea that the magical world was just sitting just there at the back of a cul-de-sac. Sally ended up right infront of a door to the garage, with her owner promising to take her in after dinner, while the three of you began getting ready to pile out.

“Alright girls! So! We just got very, very lucky with traffic on the trip over, nothing more or less. I’ll start getting the trunks out if you want to stretch your legs and then I bet dinner is well on its way. The girls can show you around some Macy and then I get to be the luckiest man in the county and sit at the table with four amazingly beautiful women! Ha, take that Weasley!”

Sighing at your dad and his… demeanor, you exited on the passenger side after the slightly twitchy 4th year while your sister went around on the diver’s side to help daddy with the luggage and probably hiss with each other behind your back.

“So… pretty. I love your house, Jeenn. Oh. Haha. Legs don’t really want to work.”

“I do have that effect on- ouch! Et tu Emily? That was a kidney!”

“Gross!”

“I mean I obviously I do- ouch! Not the liver too, Emmy! When did you learn to punch so well?!”, your dad shouts out.

Rushing over to the kneeling girl you bent down, put your arm under her own and helped her rise up some.

“Crap, crap. Sorry. Used to daddy’s driving by now; get that you aren’t. Sorry. Again. Lets get you inside okay? He and Emmy can handle the trunks.”

Inside your house, it is bright. Pleasantly cool. Filled with the sounds and smells of freshly cooked meats, veggies and bread with a soft, clear voice coming from the kitchen singing some old muggle ballad. When you entered with Macy under your arm, your mom was still busy, hard at work making a minor feast for everyone.

Knives danced on wooden boards without hands on the handles, potatoes peeled themselves, and a pot of amazing smelling sauce stirred itself as Nymeria Sanders lead the activity like a conductor at a concert, wand in one hand and small glass of wine left over from the sauce in the other, before taking notice of you and Macy.

“Oh! Hello again, Jenny. Miss Wright. A little quicker than expected but…say? Are you okay dear? You look pale.”, your petite mother began, and looked down at the thin brunette you had sat in a dining room chair.

“Oh.”, Macy says and looks over too you while you put on your best “don’t rat me out about The Button” smile. “Just… wizard anemia. It comes and goes. I’ll be fine in a second.”

“I see. Wizard anemia. Would a glass of iced water help, young lady? With your “wizard anemia”?”

“M-might. Sure.”

>>6101294
“Alright dear. After that, Jenny, lets make sure your father and your sister managed to get everything from the car; I think they should be able to manage but Lucey is rather careless at times.”, the small woman with corn flour blonde hair and about the kindest set of eyes you had ever seen says with a smirk. “Oh. And Macy… about that “wizard anemia”? I wonder, would seeing a certain man banished to a couch for a week do anything for the symptoms, by chance?”

“Ummm… well it is a very mysterious disease. Perhaps, Ma’- Miss, ah Nymeria?”

“Well we can check, I suppose. Now come on Jennifer. Lets go make sure they got everything from that death trap your dad calls a car.”

Out in the drive way, all you need to do is close the boot before your mom opens the doors and pulls Sally into your garage with a spare set of keys she had grabbed of the key hooks, before she came back out to where you were standing, thinking, in the middle of the drive way.

“Hey, Jennifer. Jenn. Light of my life… you, okay? Still have a bit before everything is ready; want to talk with mom some?”

“M-maybe. I told Macy basically what happened just so you know… did they tell you and dad everything? Everything?”

“Yes. Yes, the Headmistress did. And it is okay. It is alright. What you did, it probably saved the lives of everyone down there… I don’t know how it feels for you, but I can try and understand. Power has a cost, always; I know that. That it took something from you to use it. Are you okay, dear?”

“I-I don’t know. Sick with myself, some. For that. For leading them down there. For not letting Macy join us, even if it might have kept her from being hurt. B-but at least I got a-a pretty ring out of it haha…”

And the slightly smaller woman just comes up and holds you; despite that after a growth spurt you were taller than your mother now… she felt big. Huge. Tall, just like when you were a girl. And all you could do was return the embrace.

“I was going to ask about that. Suppose that is where your sister got that lovely necklace too. They are both fetching… not worth it I suppose but still. Something to remember it by; a warning of what not to do next time.”

“Y-yeah mom. Also a big bag of galleons Potter found when he investigated to go with that reminder… gave Macy a share, got to see her smile from that if nothing else.”, you almost stutter out in a soft voice.

>>6101295
“Ah. You are a kind girl, Jennifer. Foolish sometimes but very kind and brave. But eh, who isn’t a fool at 16? I fell for your father when I wasn’t much older than you after all, heh.”, the slight small blond woman in a dress and apron says with a smirk. “Me and your dad both love you, Jenny. Even if the spell you used does bring up some bad memories for both of us, know this: We will always love you, no matter what. But, enough of that! Let go back in. You, Emily, and your friend can wash up some and I think the beef tenderloin should be ready to take out and rest, then we just have to wait on the pork one and the veggies!”

“I-Thanks mom. I love you, dad, and Emmy. So much. So, so much. After we eat, think we could get a story out of you or him? A real one, not some of the BS dad has told over the years? About back then, maybe?”

“We’ll see. Depends on how many glasses I or Lucerne have in us, heh.”

Returning in, Macy is looking better so you and Emmy lead her upstairs, show her the room she would be staying in; wash your face, changed into a pair of tight gym shorts and a tee since you had been wearing the same things since the morning. You giggled a bit when your friend asked if she needed to dress up any for dinner when you and your twin were in something that looked like you had just come home from a muggle gym.

“When you made it back down, there were a couple of pillows and quilts stacked by a couch in the den and your dad was looking somewhat downcast, nursing a drink while mom was seemingly about done with dinner, just took our the pork tenderloin and was inspecting the remaining dishes.

“Knives in the dark… traitorous girls…”, daddy muttered out.

“Hey.”, Emmy said coming over to the stooped blond man and hugging him, “We didn’t say anything dad. Besides, you get to have dinner with 4 pretty girls! Look on the bright side!”

You chuckle a tad at that. Not the first time, likely not the last time mom would banished him to the couch though she did have a bad habit of cutting her husband’s sentences short… for reasons… Eww.

“Nearly done! Macy, dear, do you want to come help set the table?”, your mom shouts out, as she fixes a simple salad to go with all the rich foods which would follow it.

And then a few minutes later… you were home. Truly back home, with seats next to you for your sister and friend, about to be looking across at your mom and daddy while sharing good food and some wine; it was almost enough to bring a slight tear to your eye.

“Lets see.”, your dad says while looking through a small wine rack, “White and sweet for you Emmy. You still want a dry red, right Jenn?”

“Yeah. Getting a concussion didn’t change that.”

>>6101296
“Alright. Macy? What do you like?”

“Ummm… I haven’t really done much drinking before. But I’ll have something! Thank you! Whatever you recommend.”

“Claret?”

“Claret.”, your mom confirms while beginging to set the dishes into the center of the table; a few minutes later all your glasses are filled and 3 different bottle of wine are in the center of the table with Macy catuously sipping her drink before all five of you beging to dig in.

Medium rare beef tenderloin, succulent pork with a cherry wine sauce, ginger and honey parsnips and carrots, golden brown fried potatoes, asparagus with hollandaise, fresh salad… you weren’t sure if mom out did the House Elves but she certainly tried. Normally your food at home was somewhat more eclectic, plenty of modern muggle cuisine along side traditional dishes but you suppose she pulled out all the stops for your friend. Heh, silly mom.

Mid way through the meal and half way through your second glass, you broke the silence that only a good meal could produce.

“Food is amazing as always mom…thank you. But um, since it will be a while once we go to America… do you think you or daddy could tell a story when you are done? Something like…

>What happened at the Battle of Hogwarts, how you two met?

>About our grandparents, why you two connected? What happened before the war really started?

>Ummm… there might be boys in America. What-what was your first date like?

>Might as well get it out of the way. Go ahead and embarrass me and Emmy with something we did as kids, I guess

>Write in

>>6101298
>>Ummm… there might be boys in America. What-what was your first date like?

>>6101298
>>What happened at the Battle of Hogwarts, how you two met?

>>6101298
>What happened at the Battle of Hogwarts, how you two met?

>>6101298
>Ummm… there might be boys in America. What-what was your first date like?

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Gonna end the vote in a couple of hours, figure out what to do if it is still a tie. So anyone lurking, toss a vote it!

Have an AI Emily.

>>6101298
>>>Ummm… there might be boys in America. What-what was your first date like?

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>>6101452
>>6101465

When Harry met Sally

>>6101331
>>6101865
>>6101933

BOYS! Dates. Cringy and sweet moments!

Calling it for mom and dad talking about their 1st date and such.

"There might be BOYS here. I've never been to this country before. There could be BOYS anywhere."

Thank everyone who voted. Once more not what I expected, but I suppose that is par for the course.

>>6101930
>>6101990
cute girls!
uuuoooh!

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>>6102177
Both of the twin are "conventionally" pretty, so yes cute girls, even if Jennifer kind of has a foul mouth and Emily is a bit of a tease. I am also keeping their sexuality up in the air till we decide on a romantic interest, if we do. Assume they are both bi-curious, with a slight preference to guys.

Still working on updoot since IRL shit loves to get in the way.

>>6102183
After your teasing with the duel (and comforting Macy on the train) I'm just hoping that bisexuality expresses itself with them 'practicing' with one another

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>>6102498

>spoiler

Even if it never becomes appropriate in game, I have... some experience with writing lewdfics. There will probably be one featuring them getting some "practice" in at some point.

Update hopefully around noon, mostly done, but life got in the way shortly after I posted last night, and I was too exhausted to work on it any after.

“Ah, so we are going to be all the way over in America. I don’t know how long it takes for an owl to reach Britain from there… and there might be boys there. Or, ah girls I suppose. And aside from dating someone for like a week back in 3rd year…”

“What was it like? Dad, mommy? That is what my tongue-tied twin is wondering. To fall in love, go on your first real date?”, Emmy interrupts, which is great since between wondering about romance and the wine has you are rather flushed and flustered.

“Ha! Falling in love? It was magical; true magic not the little tricks we learned at Hogwarts. Our first date, after the Battle, before school let out? Awkward. And amazing.”

“Honey-“

“Well it was! I still loved it despite every thing because it was you I was with, Lucey. Girls, despite what ever else your father has told you over the years, know this is true and no fabrication: He saved my life. If not for a kind, daring, and strong 7th year Slytherin boy, I would be dead in a 4th floor stairwell along with who knows how many others from a group of Death Eaters who infiltrated through a secret passage. Your father is a reckless dork, a fool some days, but he is a hero, one of the those the books never mentioned by name.”

“Oh, oh wow! He saved your life? Is that why you fell in love, Miss Nymeria? It sounds so… romantic!”, Macy says, eyes wide as she refills her glass a bit. Heh, hopeless girl, read too many muggle stories you imagine.

“No, dear. I was grateful, very grateful a tall blond Slytherin boy found me when he did and we did “click”, fought well together once I recovered my wand but that isn’t when I fell for him, even if I may have felt some stirring in my heart. Lucerne is rather handsome after all, and I was but a 6th year Hufflepuff maiden during the Battle after all, weak to his snake-boy charms…haha.”, your mom says and looks a bit dreamy as you notice her hand reaching over to daddy’s own beneath the table.

“Then what made you fall in love? That first date? Was it that great, mom?”, your sister asks, curious at finally getting something that wasn’t half made up about back then.

“It was kind of a disaster, honestly. Lucey got me to meet him in Hogsmead after the whole thing died down. Had rented a two-seat broom so we could fly around the castle, lake and Forest but… he was terrible on it; I was a chaser like you Emmy so it was almost painful to have him drive, as it were. Then, he packed a picnic basket… left it by the lake for us to come to. When we made it down, the basket was ripped to shreds, all the food gone aside from the cookies your dad had made himself, heh.”

“Oh, Merlin, mom… how were they? The cookies, I mean?”, you ask after nearly choking on your wine.

“They were great, right, honey! You ate all your share, after all!”, daddy interjects confidently.

“Hard as bricks, nowhere near enough sugar or shortening, too much flour, too much cinnamon.”

“But you ate all of yours, Nymeria?”, Macy says with a quizzical look.

>>6102524
“I did. Because, even if they were terrible, spending time with my future husband was most certainly not. He tried. Put in the effort. Spoke to me in a way that made me know I was wanted; by that time… my family was all gone. I was going to be alone in the house all summer and Lucey promised to send me an owl every day, come see me when he could… it meant the world to me then. Still does because he made good on that promise and every morning, I would look forward to waking up, going outside to get his letters.”

“It was easy to write them. I was already crazy about you, dearest. And then when you let me come over, start seeing you? Coming to Hogsmead on the weekends to see you? I couldn’t wait for you to finish your 7th year.”

“I suppose you really couldn’t considering you offered me a ring the first day after school let out…”, your mom says before leaning over and giving her husband a quick kiss, and you could hear her whisper something about commuting his sentence to the couch for a night.

“That so cool! I-I’ve never been on a date or anything but falling in love like that? Sounds amazing… heh, I’m babbling. Might be time to maybe lay down. Can I help with the dishes or something though?”, Macy asks with a slight slur to her voice and a blush on her cheeks.

“Don’t worry deary. I like muggles, their way of doing things but I am a witch. Dishes are easy.”, your mom says and with a wave of her wand the cleaned plates levitate toward the sink and begin to clean themselves. “You girls go relax. I’m sure it has been a long day. Lucey, do you mind wrapping up the left overs; we can have them for lunch tomorrow.”

“Oh course honey. Anything for the most wonderful wife in the world.”

“Flatterer will get you everywhere, dearest.”

“Everywhere?”

“Uhg… can’t deal with this right now. Lets go upstairs.”, your sister says while rolling her eyes. And a few minutes later? You are laying back in your room with your sister next to you, enjoying TV for the first time in months, even if it is some dumb reality show. You and Emmy change a bit so all you had on were oversized tees and your underwear, just lounging with a final glass of wine on the bed stands and zoning out when there was a soft knock on your door and your young friend entered in her pajama top and shorts with a pillow in one hand.

“Hey, Macy. Something up, need one of us to show you where something is?”

“Umm, no. I was trying to lay down but… just weird being somewhere besides home or Hogwarts. Never slept over at someone else’s house… can I come in? Hang out with you? M-maybe sleep in here for a bit?”, she says, just a slight slur to her words and in a demure tone.

Glancing over at your twin for a moment, you tell the thin brunette…

>Bed is plenty big. Come on Macy, you can lay in the middle

>Sure, I was just about to kick my sister out anyway. Bed is big but not that big.

>How about we go downstairs, watch something till you get tired then you can lay down in your room?

>>6102502
No incest!

>>6102525
>Sure, I was just about to kick my sister out anyway. Bed is big but not that big.

>>6102571
Yes incest!

>>6102525
>>Bed is plenty big. Come on Macy, you can lay in the middle

>>6102525
>How about we go downstairs, watch something till you get tired then you can lay down in your room?

>>6102571
>>6102614

Anything I post would be a 100% non canon fic.

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>>6102752
*Probably. I don't want to turn off half of the handful of people here or suffer the same fate as a ton of ASOIF quests do.

>>6102525
>>Bed is plenty big. Come on Macy, you can lay in the middle

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I'll leave this open for another couple of hours then work on writing. Thank every one for voting.

>>6102571

>Sure, I was just about to kick my sister out anyway. Bed is big but not that big.

>>6102614
>>6102758

>Bed is plenty big. Come on Macy, you can lay in the middle

>>6102685

>How about we go downstairs, watch something till you get tired then you can lay down in your room?


Calling it and will start writing after breakfast.

>>6102525
>>Bed is plenty big. Come on Macy, you can lay in the middle

“Yeah, yeah of course Macy. Emmy, get your fat butt up for a second, come here in the middle Macy; it will be a little tight but, if you are okay with us touching you a little, we can make it work; you are tiny and me and my sister aren’t huge.”

“Jerk, my butt is just fine. Better boobs than your too…”

“Heh, you two are funny. And it’s okay… I don’t mind being touched a little if its people I know… people I trust like you two or David, or my 4th year friends. I’ve tried to get better about it… and having you close seems nice. Like I said… just odd to be somewhere I’m not familiar with.”, she says while climbing in and under the covers as your twin stands out of the way, has a sip of her wine before returning, squeezing in to the small brunette’s right.

“I’m glad. I’m really happy for you, that it doesn’t bother you so much anymore… you’ve really grown. Sorry we won’t be there to see you grow even more the next year. So sorry.”, you tell her, voice tinged with sadness as she settles back and props herself up some on the pillow she brought.

“I-its alright. We will see each other again before you know it! Oh, that reminds me, I had a couple of letters to send. Your parents get the owl post, right?”

“Yeah, every morning, just leave them on the dinning room table; mom or daddy will hand them off. Who are you writing, if you don’t mind?”

“Oh… um I had some questions for the Headmistress and a couple of professors.”

“Dork. It’s summer vacation and you are still thinking about school.”

“I-guess that’s correct. Technically. So, um what are you watching? I don’t really like TV; I’d rather read or maybe doodle, put something in my diary.”

“Ah, 90 Day Wife or something. Emmy likes it.”, you explain, come just a bit closer to the center of the bed since Macy said she is okay with touching some.

“90 Day Fiancé! Its funny as heck. And I didn’t know you kept a journal.”

‘Ah! Yeah… I had a hard time when I was little. Mom and dad took me to some therapy stuff and the lady there, she said it might help put my thoughts in order, deal with things if something bad happened or stuff. It does. Put a page and a half in it before coming to see you and Jenn. I-I like writing.”

“That is great, really great if it helps. And you know you can always talk to me or my sister, right? Even if it is just by mail while we are gone.”, your mirror image says during a commercial break and reaches over to lightly scratch Macy’s hair some.

“Yep. Always. Always, Macy. So, Emmy? You gonna sleep here tonight? After this episode is over, we finish our glasses, should probably get to bed… we are probably going to America for our robes and school supplies tomorrow. Got to start getting our dorky dad to start showing us to drive too.”

>>6103473
“Sure, getting tired anyway. Should be fun; just don’t get me killed with your crappy skills at the wheel, sis.”

“Screw you, I’m sure I am an excellent driver!”

“Oh, you’re going to be gone? I-I suppose I will take a nap, read some-“

“What are you on about? You are coming with us; we were going to make it a little day trip after getting our supplies. Of course you are going with us… as long as you want of course. Can sit out on the driving lessons after and hang out with mom, but I don’t think we are going to be going very fast if you want to join.”

“Oh! I- if it’s not too much of a-“

“Not an imposition, none. It will be great! We can shop a little, go out on our own for a bit after we get our stuff, eat some American food for dinner with the parental units, get some ice cream or something for a snack before! You’ve never been across the pond, right?”, Emmy asks while turning to lightly hug your thin friend some.

“Ummm, no I haven’t, been to France but that’s all.”

“Heh. Well, its our first trip over there too. It will be fun. An adventure; a safe one!”, you exclaim with a smile; as scary as being so far from home was going to be when school began? A day trip sounded amazing, like great fun with your sister and friend. Being able to manage that and for nothing in travel costs? Being part of the magical world was amazing.

“K-kay. I’m not sure about the driving stuff but I guess we’ll see. And, um, Em? You were going to sleep in here too?”

“I’m tired, was probably going to pass out in a bit. Yeah. Not like it is the first time one of us has fallen asleep with the other. Has been a while though.”

“Oh! Okay. It… this is nice. Being with people. With you and Jenn.”

“Yeah.”, you say. “It is good. This episode is nearly over. Gonna finish my glass and close my eyes. Oh, did you want a sip Macy?”

“S-sure. Like I said don’t really drink at home… but the claret was good.”, she says as you pass her your mostly drained glass and see as she eyes it in the light of the TV. Puts her lips exactly where yours had been and left and imprint and drains the dregs before starting to cough.

“Ha! Hah! Sour… too sour but… thank you. Not bad...”

“Heh, you can grow into it. Gonna turn the TV off in a second. Alright Emmy?”

“Ummm. Sure. Nap time.”, your sister says in a soft groggy tone and turns to face Macy.

Heh. Silly girl could always sleep like a stone. And so a few minutes later, the room had darkened and there was no noise but Emmy’s light snoring and Macy’s soft breathing as your eyes began to grow heavy. Then… your younger friend turned so she was pressed up against you, snuggled in close with Emily behind her.

A few sleepy minutes later or maybe hour since you came in and out of rest, Macy was hugging you tight.

“Love you, Jennifer. Love you, Jenn. Love you.”

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>>6103475
>”Love you too Macy.” Turn and hold her and Emmy before falling into slumber.

>Remain where you are, stay silent. Just let her mumble in her sleep and fall into it yourself.

>”Hey, Macy? Lets get you to your own bed now, okay? Big day and you need your rest.”

>Write in


OOC: This is in no way a relationship lock or anything. Just how you want Jennifer to act IC. And all the stuff with Macy, your choices on dealing with her? It will influence the quest. I have been keeping score of a few things behind the scenes. Also next post… time for America and some action, probably, depending on your actions! Also the girls get gats!

>>6103478
>”Love you too Macy.” Turn and hold her and Emmy before falling into slumber.

>>6103478
>”Hey, Macy? Lets get you to your own bed now, okay? Big day and you need your rest.”
Here from the qtg. Seems interesting so far, good job QM.

>>6103478
>>”Love you too Macy.” Turn and hold her and Emmy before falling into slumber

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>>6103523
I appreciate the complement, dude; you's are life. It is kinda slow but should pick up some soon; trying to establish the characters before stuff gets hectic. I hope you keep checking it out.

Aslo if you haven't taken a look at Disappearing Hogwarts Quest, I suggest it; HeadQM is a far better writer than me and this is based in a similar Potterverse as the one he created. I have also put out like 20 alt or lewdfics with his characters if that is your thing.

Likewise, check out DHQs resident draw-fag's stuff if you care to at:

Care Taker Quest:

>>6080818

>>6103478
>”Love you too Macy.” Turn and hold her and Emmy before falling into slumber.
cute comfy vibes!

>>6103478
>Hey, Macy? Lets get you to your own bed now, okay? Big day and you need your rest.”

Irl friend of the guy running this. Game isn't over. He caught a ban for "low quality posting" or something so apparently long voting period. Also mega update when unbanned in a couple days apparently. He had more to say but a lot of it contained racial and gender slurs, so those are the big points. Hope this works, I don't come to this site.

>>6103779
curious what that conversation went like if true

>>6103779
>Ilvermory got banned for off-topic raging against blacks and trans
Checks out. We look forward to his return.

>>6103779
>He caught a ban for "low quality posting"
The hell? What's low quality about this /qst/? It's great.

>a lot of it contained racial and gender slurs
Based

>>6103478
>”Hey, Macy? Lets get you to your own bed now, okay? Big day and you need your rest.”

>>6103779
Skill issue

>>6103549
No problem man. Also I've been to Disappearing Hogwarts Quest a few times already. I need to catch up on it lol

>>6103779
Man, that's a shame.

>>6103877
>>6103672
>>6103523
If you three think replying with a "love you too" is too sudden, how about just rolling over and giving her a hug?
Better than suddenly kicking her out of our bed, surely?

>>6103478
>”Love you too Macy.” Turn and hold her and Emmy before falling into slumber.
For what it’s worth, I consider this a “sisterly” love, not a romantic one. She’s already been adopted by the twins as a little sister, after all.

Whether Macy means the same thing is another matter altogether.

>>6103478
>>”Hey, Macy? Lets get you to your own bed now, okay? Big day and you need your rest.”

>>6103478
>>”Love you too Macy.” Turn and hold her and Emmy before falling into slumber.