Awweeeesssooommmeee. I'm nit a writer myself actually but ur amazing!

 this is a fanfiction I am writing with my best friend! I thought I would post it on her! Tell me what you think!
Nia xoxo

Chapter 1

Hazel awoke on the drizzly August morning, the same way any summers day in Juniperville began. He twin sister, Holly Moon, was asleep on the bunk below Hazel's. Holly was snoring, sleep talking, drooling, and everything else associated with deep sleep. Hazel wanted her breakfast, as per usual, being the lover of food she is. But she couldn't get her heart warming breakfast until Holly woke up. Hazel decided to go through the standard procedure. She whispered one word in Holly's ear. The word of her worst fear. The word that scared Holly to near death. The word was 'dark. Holly instantly awoke. Her eyes had gone blood shot and her skin had paled. She started to sweat and bite her lip. Then the truth dawned on her, it was Hazel, being mean.

"Hazel Moon! That was extremely inappropriate of you," Holly scolded.

"Why, thank you!" Hazel replied, talking in a manner that really annoyed Holly.

Holly was about to return to her deep slumber. But decided against the fatal idea. She had realised the awful consequence to come. The second awakening was none other that a bucket of freezing cold water.

Once the twins were finally ready. Hazel was changed quickly, but Holly was not as agile in the mornings. Hazel began her usual morning feast. She took the hard decision of having everything, typical Hazel. She went for a fry with bacon, sausages, fried eggs, potato farls, soda farls, mushrooms, tomatoes and scrambled eggs. She also had some toast, some cereal,a croissant, a pain au chocolat, a doughnut, a yoghurt and some of the pie from the previous night. It was surprising that Hazel still had a thin physique and was an ideal weight, if not slightly underweight. Holly meanwhile took and yoghurt and musli with a glass of cherry juice. It was the sensible alternative.

"You will regret it when you are older Hazel. The food will have consequences," Holly told Hazel.

"Who gives a pineapple?" Hazel replied, using her usual reference to food, "live while you are young!"

"Well, I in fact lead a healthy and nutritious lifestyle."

"I don't care! I burn all those baguettes off. I am the Irish Primary Schools' fifteen hundred metre champion. My best time is five minutes and twelve seconds."

"I do high jump, Hazel! I can jump a flipping one metre sixty! Don't argue, I am good."

"Okay, we are both national champions, but my event requires more energy, so I need more food, end of that"

The twins then went to watch Ski Sundays, their favourite television show. Both were working towards their gold medal award in skiing and wanted all the knowledge they could get. Then the doorbell rang. It was Paddy the postman. He handed them the mail. Hazel and Holly checked for mail for themselves. There was a brown envelope, with a neat old fashioned print for each girl. Hazel had to comment on the letters.

"Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, sounds cool!"