'Twas the beginning of Leslie's 4th year; it was a warm, spring evening. Leslie sat outside with hr sister, Mellie. They both sighed at the same time, and the stared at each other blankly. A 4th year Ravenclaw boy, Josh Ierona, kneeled next to them. Leslie knew who he was, but he was but an intruder to the small world that Leslie and Mellie lived in. The knew that others lived in the world, and that not all people were complete morons, but they liked to keep to themeselves, or at least, in their own social circle. Josh was, well...a boy. And and optimistic boy at that, like, Mellie, whereas Leslie was more of a pessimist. "Hi!" he said with a grin. They didn't say anything. "...Quiet much?" he asked. They stared at him. "Am I Leslie?" Mellie asked. "Or am I?" Leslie riddled. No one but their parents had really been able to tell the apart. "Uhm..." Josh was confused. He pointed at Mellie. "You're Leslie." "Wrong," they both said at the same time. "When you know who's who, then we'll talk. And you have to have a reason to know who's who, so you can't just guess. Ok?" Josh nodded. "Fine..." He nodded slowly. "Yes, I will," he said, and he walked off. He was fairly certain that he could do this. The twins looked at each other. "What a headcase," Leslie said. "He'll figure it out sooner or later. When he gets to know us, he'll get it," Mellie said. "We're indentical, Mellie. Face it: No one will ever know but mom and dad. Grandpop can't even tell," Leslie said.
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Oh dear...a muggle just bicycled past my house. How odd.
