Sisterly Love ; Melody Monte

[grace]

Grace entered the room for the first time, taking in her surroundings, she began to wonder why in earth she and her sister had decided to meet here. Out of all the amazing places at Hogwarts, they decided to meet here, Grace began to hope to her self they wouldn't be staying here long. With her usual smirk upon her face, she made her way threw the room, gracefully. She sat down in an empty chair away from everyone else. Grace cupped her shin in her hand as she starred off at a wall, as she let her mind to begin wondering.

As she broke from her day-dream from some one yelling, she rolled her eyes and reached into her bag pulling out a note pad and a quill. She opened her book and re-read her last entry, she tapped her quill upon the pages wondering what to write next. As no new ideas came to her mind, She slowly wrote the name Melody Monte and began to write not knowing exactly where she was going about writing about her sister.

As she looked up from her book, she gazed off into the fire, as she watched the flames dance before her, she felt her hand beginning to move as she never took her eyes off the fire, words began to pour into her head. Grace always wrote, entry's of her day or anything for that matter, what ever interested her she would write about. Feeling a light tap on her shoulder, she quickly shut her book and snapped her head to the direction of the person. Seeing the familiar face of her self, she always felt she was looking into a mirror. Sixteen years and she still couldn't never the fact of having someone look identical to her. She always tried her hardest to be different from Melody. There personality's where always different but there looks where always the same. She went threw stages of dying her hair different and changing her appearance. Grace always hated it when some one could not tell her apart from her sister Melody.

"How long have you been standing there?" Grace asked Melody, as she finally made eye contact with her sister. Placing her book carefully into her bag, she didn't want anyone to know or read the book she carried around with her, it held her deepest thoughts, kind of like a diary but Grace liked to call it a journal.

[melody]

Melody sighed as she made her way into the group common room, or whatever they were called. It maybe wasn't the best place to decide to come to talk to her siser, as there seemed to be a lot of people everywhere, they should have gone somewhere else, somewhere where there didn't seem to be people lingering around, watching your everymove and could potentially be eavesdropping, something Melody seemed to do that a lot. She listened to other people's conversations but she did it without thinking, then she'd go and tell her sister what she had heard and they'd gossip about it, her sister tended to do the same thing and that was one of the few things they had in common. Other than that they were complete opposites, except for how they looked of course.

Brushing her dark brown hair behind her ears as she looked around the room she didn't see Grace for quite some time, there were way too many people in there and anyways, it was one of the less exciting places at Hogwarts, why hadn't she chosen someplace like the lake? or the Quidditch pitch? The school maze would have been cool as well except for that feeling that Melody got when she was in there, like someone was following her, but that was besides the point. Finally noticing her siser, sitting at one of the couches Melody made her way over to her, of course she was writing. What else had Grace expected of her sister? At times she was tempted to read what Grace wrote but she knew that her sister would be mad, and they were pretty much best friends, she wouldn't be able to stand it if her sister was mad at her.

Tapping her sister on the shoulder, Grace turned around and looked at her. "I just got here," Melody said, it was so strange to be looking at someone that looked identical to you when you knew they were so different, but other people didn't seem to know that, which irritated Melody. People would always come up to her and say Hey Grace or something and the same happened to her sister at times but that was how things were. Maybe that was the reason she seemed to die her hair so much, so she would look at least somewhat different but people still didn't the notice.

As Grace put her writing away Melody couldn't help but think that Grace was maybe a little paranoid about her or someother person reading her writing. The two loved to write but Melody didn't carry around a pad of paper and quill everywhere she went like her sister, sure Melody hated it when her brother tried to read her writing, but Grace seemed to be a lot more protective of it which made Melody wonder what exactly was in there. There wasn't anything the girls didn't tell eachother, or at least that's what Melody thought, but there had to be something that Grace wasn't telling her.

[OOC: It sucks so bad, sorry! ]