New beginings...where to start..tbd

I shook my head.  "Not at all... and he thinks he's so much more important than what he really is.  I can't help but be curious about what he actually does down in the Department of Mysteries... I can only imagine it's something horrible," I said.

"I'm sure they don't call it the Department of Mysteries for nothing." I agreed, a few ideas of what might happen behind the doors coming into my mind. I shuddered. "With Father, it's can never be a good thing." I gave a small laugh, "Do you think Father turned into the person he is or was he just born that way?"

I did not answer her right away.  I hoped that he was born that way; if he was made that way, then I could easily fall into that same trap and become just like him.  "I think... a little bit of both," I admitted, fearing the half of it that could make my life spiral to that same demeanor.

My face fell, realizing too late that I brought up a bad topic. "I think he was born that way." I said, "I don't think something like that could ever be made." I attempted to make the conversation light but knew I couldn't. I put a hand on Draco's shoulder, "You could never turn into him. You have me and I won't let that happen." I assured him.

I nodded at her slightly.  "I hope you're right," I said, knowing that Juniper would help prevent it as much as possible.  But sometimes what was inevitable would still somehow happen one way or another.

"I'm always right." I said, pretending to be shocked that he would think otherwise. I felt horrible for bringing this up and I wanted to lighten the mood if I could. "When has your twin ever been wrong?" I would make sure he wouldn't turn into Father, no matter what I had to do.

I laughed openly at her and shook my head.  "Oh, I can name quite a few times.  But I think I'll spare you the embarrassment," I pointed out to her.

My mouth dropped open as I pretended to mad at him. "Hey now, just because she gets in more trouble with Father does not technically means she was wrong about everything." I put my free hand on my hip. "And just because we probably shouldn't have taken the goo without more of a plan does not mean that it was the wrong idea." I thought back to our failed revenge plan. Father had caught me taking some goo Draco and I had planed to use on mean kids who lived next door. We both got in trouble for that one, we were about six.

I rolled my eyes.  "Okay, whatever you say," I said, shaking my head at her.  I chuckled slightly.  "You know... I nearly forgot about our great goo revenge plan."  Oh the things we thought of when we were little.  "It's no wonder Father had caught us... we weren't exactly covert about our operation, were we?"

A small laugh escaped me as I shook my head, "No, not when your twin knocks down the goo and gets you caught." I shook my head slightly, a small smile on my face. "We probably should've put more planning time in rather then having gone straight into the execution faze of our operation hu?"

I laughed as she said that.  "Yeah, you're probably right.  At least we figured out what needed to be done at some point along the line when it came to planning.  We did end up getting away with some things," I said, smiling.

"Yeah we definitely started doing something right, we have gotten away with a bit." I agreed with a laugh, "We sure had quite the imagination." I sighed, "It was fun though, all the planning, wondering if we would get caught, our excitement when we didn't."

We definitely had, but then again, there were quite a few times we were caught as well.  "It was definitely entertaining... there's really no way for us to get away with aything now," I said, dampening our little parade.  Something one of us always seemed to do.  It was as if we were not able to even pretend to be happy around each other about our lives when we really knew the truth.

I sighed, "It was fun while it lasted." I said about both lighten the mood and being able to get away with everything. "We sill can get away with somethings, Harry, Ron and Hermione for example." I was just trying to lighten the mood again and show him could still be the little terrors we had been as children. Sometimes, I had to remind myself that we were technicality still children, it never really felt that way.

I shot her a quick glance.  "You're only getting away with that because I don't want you to be punished," I pointed out.  "Granger, Potter, adn Weasley are no good."  I did not like the idea that she thought getting away with being around them was in any way a good thing.