"I’m just a little bossy. I like it how I like it when I like it and that’s how it is ."
In our Third Year, my mother gave Karlie and me both makeup for our birthdays. In that makeup package, I guess you could call it, there was a compact. In that compact was a mirror. I didn't talk to my mother for the rest of the day. She knew my thing with mirrors. I threw my makeup in Karlie's room. She was ecstatic. She spent at least 20 minutes in front of a vanity doing this, doing her makeup. She would layer pounds and pounds of liquid and powder on her face that wasn't even remotely close to her skin shade. She would circle her eyes with a black crayon until she looked sick. She would gloss her lips until they were dripping and sharpen her eyelashes until they were pointy and long. And I stayed the same.
I didn't get it. It took way too much out of the day to transform yourself into something you're never going to be. A mask, a facade- that's what makeup does to you. And my sister was getting sucked deeper and deeper into this hole.
In our Third Year, Karlie became a slut.
"Would you pull your skirt down?" I hissed at her. I grabbed her arm and dragged her to the nearest loo. She giggled at some boy and waved as the door shut in his face. The grin slid off of hers and she scowled at me. I could hardly see her eyes, they were covered in black goo.
"What are you doing Kady?" she drawled. She glanced down at her outfit. I'm surprised McGonagall hadn't said anything to her yet. I'm sure it was coming. Her skirt, which was supposed to be below her knees, was at least five inches up her thighs. Her button down shirt was tied just so that she showed a small band of skin. Her robes were open and her loafers were replaced with shiny black heels. Her dark brown hair, which was normally in a pony tail, hung around her elbows, shiny and straight.
"Me?" I asked. "Ask yourself that question, Miss "I'm a Gryffindor, And We Gryffindors Are The Elite!""
I had been hearing all summer long that Gryffindors were the best kind of people, that Hufflepuffs were pansies, Ravenclaws were nerds and that we Slytherins were liars and cunning. All except me, of course. I seriously doubted she believe that, no matter how many times she told me otherwise.
"I am making myself look gorgeous," she purred. She flipped her hair. "Soon, Sirius Black will turn around in Transfiguration again and really know that we are made for each other." I snorted. She could not be serious.
"And you're a Slytherin," she snapped. See? I'm a Seer. "I bet you think he's good looking and want him for yourself!"
"Excuse me while I go barf," I said, appalled. Me, want that creature? Not a chance. "You can have him. He's disgusting. And again, pardon me for not wanting my sister to be a mess when her heart gets broken!"
"Please, Kadyn," she drawled. "Once he's with me, I doubt he'd want to break my heart." She turned to fluff her hair in the mirror, which I was avoiding. She turned back around, grinned at me toothily, kissed my cheek and flounced from the bathroom. I sighed.
The mirror in which she had fluffed her hair in stood ten feet before me. I could not see myself in the mirror, but the bathroom stalls surrounding the room. It was cracked in the corner, and had steam stains plastered on it. I once had a detention when I had to clean the bathroom. Let's just say that that detention never exactly happened. If I were to look in that mirror, I would be Karlie. And at this particular moment, she was anything but what I wanted to be.
"That girl is a bad girl, I've seen her type before. That girl is so dangerous."
"Is that Karlie?" Bella asked disgustedly.
"Probably," I said without looking up. "What's she doing now?"
"Flirting with him." She sounded sick. I glanced up to see Karlie leaning over her table, her boobs practically spilling out of her shirt whilst chatting up Sirius Black, who was looking everywhere but my sister's eyes. Her cauldron was being attended to by a Ravenclaw whose name I did not know, but who was throwing envious glares at Karlie. Poor girl. Didn't know any better.
"He is such a dog," I said. I glanced back down at our cauldron which bubbled a lumpy green.
"Bella, hand me a...uhh," I squinted at the board. "One ounce of Alihotsy juice- this needs to turn brown."
She handed me a vial of something that I did not look at. I poured in the correct amount, but it was already falling into the cauldron when I realized that it was not a light tan, like the legs were supposed to look like- instead they were purple. I gasped as my cauldron burped and then exploded. It covered myself, Bella, and the two people in front of us. There was an awkward silence and then-
"Absolutely amazing job, Michaels," Sirius drawled lazily. Karlie giggled and I glared at her. The class was in hysterics.
"Oh my God," Bella said. Her black shiny hair was dripping green glumps. Slughorn peeked over at us, keeping a safe distance.
"Detention." I said weakly. "I know, sir."
"Uh, Kady-" Sirius said gaily. I flung a large glump at him which he dodged.
"Keep your muzzle SHUT, Black," I growled. The class quieted and Sirius glared at me. I was dripping green goo and Bella and I smelled like a swamp. This was the perfect way to start any day.
"They're gonna rip up your heads, your aspirations to shreds."
"I cannot believe what just happened," Bella whined. Boo freaking hoo. I was covered in gook too. She stood in front of the mirror, washing her face and siphoning the stuff off of her with her wand. She glanced at me in the mirror, but I could not see myself.
"Why are you just standing there? I bet this stains!"
"I'm waiting for you to be done," I said. "Can you get this out of my hair for me?" I took out my wand and back to Scourgify it off my clothes. Bella stood up straight, and turned around.
"Why can't you do it yourself?" she asked, frowning. Her arms were crossed. She looked rather hostile, though I couldn't imagine why, considering it was her fault in the first place.
"Cause I can't see my hair." Now she looked confused.
"The mirror?" I shook my head.
"I don't use mirrors."
"I haven't looked in a mirror in, like, 13 years."
"Seriously?" she asked. I nodded.
"Can you please get this out of my hair?" I held out my wand. She stared at me for a second, then took it, dividing up my locks and getting the potion out. She didn't say anything, but the look on her face reminded me of how she looked when Karlie walked by, panting after Sirius. It made me feel uneasy, and that bothered me.
"But when your day comes, and he's through with you, and he'll be through with you, you'll die together but alone."
"Kady!" Karlie hissed at me as I was walking down to my common room. I noticed that her shirt was rather wrinkled at the bottom and that she was wearing her uniform the correct way. McGonagall had gotten to her. I chuckled to myself.
"What's up?" I asked her. She looked slightly scared as she looked down the corridor, as if looking for Bella, who would probably appear at my side within minutes. She shrugged.
"We haven't hung out in a while. Wanna do something?" At this, I brightened. We hadn't done something together, like she said, in a really long time. This was exciting. If we could forget our Houses and our loyalty to them for just a few moments, we could probably get along better.
"Sure. Whatcha wanna do?" She smiled.
"Chess!" I laughed. Karlie, and chess? Yeah right. I shrugged, however and agreed. We traveled up to the seventh floor and into the Room of Requirements. I was surprised she knew about the room, as she wasn't the brightest lit wand of the bunch. Her fellow Gryffindors must help her out somehow.
We played chess in the dark, the room softly illuminated by the fire. It was nice, to be able to spend time with my twin without anyone else criticizing or without Sirius Black there to make her go gaga.
"So what's new in life?" I asked her and her eyes lit up.
"Sirius Black grinned at me today!" she squealed and I sighed. Too late for that.
"I don't know what you see in him," I said, shaking my head. "All he does is prank us and act like he's Merlin's gift to women."
"Kady- have you noticed how handsome he is?" she asked, astonished. She says this like we haven't gone over it before. "Handsome doesn't even cover it- he's just....ugh!" She shivered. "I can't put it into words."
"Karlie, I understand that he's...ok looking," I compromised. "But his personality is atrocious." She shook her head, disagreeing with me. "If and when you two date, and he's through with you," I paused, to snort. "And he'll be through with you, because he chain dates, you'll be crushed. That's the only thing I'm worried about."
"You just don't understand him," she said, sighing. I hid back a snort. Like she did. "And I don't expect you too- you are a Slytherin. Check mate," she added triumphantly and I gazed at the bored in shock. I hadn't been paying attention. There's no way I could have lost at chess. Karlie stretched, and glanced at the clock.
"We should go," she said. "It's late and I know for a fact at a quarter past, a Ravenclaw Prefect patrols this corridor." I didn't ask why or how she knew this information, but we hurried nontheless. At the cross-section of our common rooms, we hugged, kissed each other on the cheeks and departed. I felt sad that we had progressed to friends, instead of how close we used to be. But I guess Hogwarts showed your true colors. And Karlie's only color seemed to be Black.
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