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Sept 11, 2016 15:15:03 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 15:15:03 GMT -7
Molly Annelise Weasley.
At the announcement of her sister's name, Lucy had nearly fainted. There had to have been some mistake on the Goblet's part. No one could trust a magical object that old; even the Sorting Hat was a bit dodgy.
Her fame. Her glory. Her recognition. It had all gone up in blue flames. Politely, she had clapped for Anna's good fortune, but she was livid.
After realizing that Anna wouldn't be returning from the side chamber for some time, she had gone back to the Slytherin Common Room for a time, still seething. They had probably met with reporters from the Daily Prophet already. Her twin's face—not so very different from her own—would be all over the front page by morning.
Anna would have to return to the Gryffindor Common Room at some point that night, Lucy knew, so she stationed herself by the entrance for her sister.
Beyond the portrait of the Fat Lady, with whom she had been forced to converse temporarily, Lucy could hear the Gryffindors' celebrations. She hadn't seen Anna yet, so the party must have begun without her. That was typical, she thought; even without their shining star, they were ready to go wild.
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Sept 11, 2016 15:30:10 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 15:30:10 GMT -7
Anna could hardly believe all the events of tonight. It started with those nerves that almost gave her a heart attack, followed by the announcement that made her weak in the knees and delighted at the same time. She was champion. She couldn't believe she actually got chosen! Out of all the people who put their names in the Goblet, hers was the one it decided to spit out. After that, things became a bit of a blur for her, honestly. The meeting in the side chamber, the party that started in the Gryffindor common room the moment she stepped in the door. It was all too much. Anna still could hardly believe it all happened, so once she got the chance, she slipped out of the portrait hole.
After that she wandered around the corridors, trying to make sense of the crazy evening. Then she ran into Oscar. The one person she actually wanted to see. Their conversation was ... silly, as he put it, but she enjoyed it way more than the party in the Gryffindor tower. Before seeing him, she was nervous that he'd be angry at her for being chosen. It was obvious he was upset that he wasn't chosen, but he actually wanted to help her train. She never saw that coming. She sat on the floor with him, holding his hand, for who knew how long.
Now she was on her way back to the common room. She was sure her friends probably realized she'd slipped away, but she still expected the party to be in full swing. As she got near, she smiled at the sounds of cheering and festivities coming from the Gryffindor common room. She approached and noticed a figure standing right outside the entrance. "Lucy?" she asked, wondering if her mind was making things up. Her twin was the last person she expected to see waiting for her. Her body tensed and a sense of foreboding came over her. Lucy never looked for her to congratulate her for anything before ... so why was she here now?
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Sept 11, 2016 16:46:48 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 16:46:48 GMT -7
Eventually, Lucy spotted her twin sister walking towards her. It was about time. The sounds coming from the room beyond the wall behind them rivaled even the most raucous Quidditch victory party. “Lucy?”
She wasted no time. “How does it feel to be the star, Molly?” Lucy asked, her words heavy with bile. “All of this attention?” Her arms were folded across her chest, and she was almost sneering. “I've been hearing them sing your praises. You've got quite the fan club in there, you know.” Lucy rolled her eyes in the direction of the Fat Lady. She was exaggerating, but she knew that was why they were gathered.
“You had a lovely time in the side chamber, too, I'll bet?” Whatever had gone on back there had taken quite a long time. “Have the papers written about you yet? I'm sure Mum and Dad'll save the clippings.”
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Sept 11, 2016 16:52:53 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 16:52:53 GMT -7
Anna glared at her sister. She knew Anna didn't like to be called Molly. Hated using her first name, even though she admired her grandmother more than she could explain. "Why ask me questions you don't really want the answers to, Lucy? Go ahead and just get out what's really eating at you." Anna knew she wasn't doing anything to make this better, but at the moment she didn't care. Answering Lucy's questions was ridiculous, because Lucy didn't really want the answers. Anna knew her sister's temper and she was just getting started. Maybe Anna could get her to get to the point, but she doubted it. She should have expected this, but even if she did, she wouldn't have expected it so soon.
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Sept 14, 2016 19:00:50 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2016 19:00:50 GMT -7
“Why ask me questions you don't really want the answers to, Lucy? Go ahead and just get out what's really eating at you.”
It was an open invitation, and it was Lucy's for the taking. Oh, she thought, she would let her sister know. Where to start? Anna was the older twin. She had been given their grandmother's name, even if it wasn't the name by which she preferred to be called. She had been Sorted into Gryffindor. She was becoming everything that everyone expected the both of them to be, and it infuriated Lucy to no end.
Lucy Weasley would not allow herself to be second best, especially not when compared to her own sister. “Anna, Anna, Anna… You think you're so special,” she sneered, “because the Goblet chose you.” She wouldn't allow Anna's Gryffindor ego to inflate, either. “It could have chosen anyone who entered,” she reminded her. It didn't make Anna any better; she was just lucky.
“It would be a shame if the Daily Prophet were to get a tip from an anonymous source, wouldn't it?” Lucy smiled. She was Anna's twin. If anyone could ruin her more than Elias Greyback and Émile Chevalier, it was she. Lucy had seventeen years of the inside scoop on Molly Annelise Weasley.
“And, hopefully,” she added for good measure, “the First Task doesn't involve Potions…” Lucy laughed to herself. If that happened, she wouldn't even have to try to ruin Anna. She would do that without any assistance.
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Sept 14, 2016 20:54:02 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2016 20:54:02 GMT -7
Anna rolled her eyes. She could tell that behind the calm fascade, Lucy was furious and she felt her own anger start to rise. This was ridiculous. The whole thing. Waiting outside her common room to confront her, ruining what could possibly be the best night of Anna's life (not necessarily because she became champion), speaking down to her. All of this was typical Lucy and Anna was sick of it.
"I'm not an idiot Lucy. I don't think I'm better than everyone else because the Goblet chose me." She wanted to say that she was sure Lucy would have let it go to her head, but Anna bit her tongue. This wasn't going to be pretty, but she didn't need to antagonize her sister.
Anna glared at her sister, "And tell them what, exactly?" She didn't see the point of this. It wasn't like Anna had any major secrets, any skeletons in the closet, so she really didn't understand what Lucy was threatening her with. The whole situation was annoying and Anna was about ready to just ditch Lucy and go inside her common room. She knew Lucy wouldn't follow her there.
Potions. Lucy would bring that up. Anna's annoyance was growing. What did her sister think she was doing? Clearly she didn't want Anna to do well in the competition. Why? Because she was jealous of the attention? Because it was her sister? "Thanks for the concern, but I can worry about the First Task on my own. I don't need your help with that. And if it does have potions, I'll deal with it." Anna felt her heart sinking. Did she really want hundreds of people watch her fail because she was ridiculously terrible at potions? What was she supposed to do about that? Still, she kept the worry off her face. Her face was serious-looking as she glared at her sister.
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Sept 30, 2016 19:18:06 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2016 19:18:06 GMT -7
In turn, her sister told her that she wasn’t an idiot, rolling her eyes. Lucy knew that she hadn’t once called her that—this time—although that shoe certainly fit Anna, too. If she were perfectly honest with her twin, she felt that the boy who had been selected as Beauxbatons’s Champion would win the award for being the biggest idiot in the Triwizard Tournament, but she didn’t want to give Anna even the slightest compliment. “Your poor little ego,” she taunted, speaking to Anna as though she were about fifteen years younger than she actually was. “Tsk, tsk. It’s going to inflate before you know it...”
Unlike her own reputation, Lucy was reminded, her twin's was squeaky clean. Anna didn’t find herself in detention as regularly as she, and that was one thing that she had going for her. (Possibly the only thing, in Lucy’s opinion.) Clearly, however, Anna didn’t fully understand the threat. “I never said it had to be true,” Lucy smirked. “Scandal sells.” Tabloids would print anything, and they didn’t need credibility as long as the tips were enough to cause a stir.
“Newsflash,” she added, stepping even closer towards Anna, “you might be older, but I’ve got the upper hand. As long as I’m around, you’re just a sniveling little baby who’ll never amount to anything.” She had power behind her—more power than Anna realized—and she could make her life miserable. “It’s a good thing you can’t back out of the Tournament, you know. Nothing like falling flat on your face on the world stage. It’s really a shame that you can’t bribe Irina Krum to compete for you, like she does your Potions assignments.” Lucy knew that her accusation had no basis in fact, but she knew that Anna was close with Irina, who was the captain of the Potions Club. Her sister had always been terrible at the class, and that was the only logical explanation as to how she had made it to the N.E.W.T. level.
“Viktor Krum’s daughter… The reason for Molly Annelise Weasley’s success…” Lucy considered, imagining the headline. “Just admit it, Anna. You’re a failure.”
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Oct 1, 2016 16:03:42 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2016 16:03:42 GMT -7
Anna wasn't going to respond to her twin. Lucy's little taunts might be affecting Anna, but she didn't have to show it and she didn't want to. Her twin didn't deserve to see Anna's true response to the things happening around her. Besides, she clearly didn't care or want to.
Her eyes narrowed and she glared at Lucy when she heard the threat. She shook her head in disbelief. What kinds of things would Lucy come up with if she got angry enough with Anna? She didn't even want to think about it. "The truth always comes out," Anna responded, though she knew that wouldn't make things better for her. If Lucy decided to ruin her reputation somehow, lots of people would hate her. Her friends wouldn't, though. Hopefully Oscar wouldn't either. With them by her side, Anna was sure she could handle whatever happened.
"Irina Krum doesn't do my Potions Assignments. I study like crazy for those," Anna argued, though she knew her words would fall on deaf ears. "And I think I'm doing fine amounting to something on my own. I don't need to back out on the Tournament, I'm going to show the world what I can do." Really it was pointless saying anything, but Anna wasn't going to just stand there and take her sister's jabs. "Why don't you just worry about yourself. I don't need you to tell me how I'm going to do. Focus on your own things. And you might want to try and keep your jealousy in check," Anna shouldn't have said it, but she was angry and not thinking about what she was saying before she said.
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Dec 8, 2016 18:16:23 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 18:16:23 GMT -7
If she could crawl under Anna’s skin just a little bit more, if she could cause her words to pierce her sister enough to produce tears, Lucy’s job would be done. Lucy wondered if her threats of going to the press had actually bothered Anna, because her mention that the truth would come out sounded an awful lot like a reminder to herself more than a returned threat, Lucy thought haughtily. There was no point in beating that point any more than she already had, though; her feelings towards her sister were already abundantly clear.
Apparently, Irina didn’t do Anna’s Potions assignments; she actually put in the effort. Lucy held back a laugh, though her expression suggested that that was what she was prepared to do, even if the sound didn’t come. “And I think I'm doing fine amounting to something on my own. I don't need to back out on the Tournament, I'm going to show the world what I can do.”
Those were awfully big words. At least Anna had been studying up on the contents of a dictionary. “You’re going to show the world what you can do?” Lucy repeated. What could Anna do that she couldn’t? Why had the Goblet chosen her? She gave a look of disgust to her twin, listening as Anna tried to get her to stop with the insults.
“Why don't you just worry about yourself? I don't need you to tell me how I'm going to do. Focus on your own things. And you might want to try and keep your jealousy in check.”
“Ooooh,” jeered Lucy. “Little Miss Weasley can’t handle her sister? They teach the Dark Arts at Durmstrang, you know. I should really ask that Greyback mongrel for some advice.” Bringing up the Dark Arts might not have been her smartest decision, Lucy considered in hindsight, though, for all Anna knew, she was just a teenage girl with unbridled jealousy and a malicious friend group. The Purifiers were her little secret.
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Dec 10, 2016 14:52:21 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 14:52:21 GMT -7
Anna was furious. She shouldn't need to deal with this right now. She'd just been claimed Hogwarts Champion and, even better, spent some peaceful moments with Oscar, who she just realized she cared about. Naturally, Lucy would trying to ruin this moment. Anna was determined to try to ignore her twins' words. "Yes, I'll show the world what I can do," Anna repeated. "There's a reason the Goblet chose me." Anna wasn't trying to rub it in, but if Lucy was going to be a jerk, Anna wasn't going to hold the punches. Then Anna rolled her eyes. "I shouldn't need to 'handle' my sister. We're both adults, we should be able to try and act like it. You might want to try that. And go ahead and talk to anyone you want to about the Dark Arts Lucy. I couldn't care less." She turned to face the day lady, done with this conversation. "Well as fun as this conversation is, I'm going to head out now. See you later." Anna didn't want to listen to this anymore.
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