Triple Trouble

Summary: A Hufflepuff values hard work, loyalty, tolerance, and fair play; they correspond roughly to the element of earth. Nobody said anything about a love potion induced Slytherin. Ravenclaws value intelligence, creativity, wit, and wisdom; they correspond roughly to the element of air. Nobody said they had to help their twin sister with a twitterpated Draco Malfoy.

Disclaimer: I own my characters and the plot, J.K. Rowling owns her characters and everything I don't. Quite simple when I think about it.

Chapter 1

Hermione Granger can be a very pushy person. After helping Harry Potter defeat Lord Voldermort, she goes into this psychotic rampage all through England. Since she planned to complete her seventh and final year, everyone else had to as well. Harry didn't appear too thrilled with this idea and neither did Ronald Weasley. The guys put up quite a fight, stating we were all adults and legally of age to work in the wizarding world without a top education. Guess who won?

Well, my sisters and I are sitting on the train bound for Hogwarts; there's a clue for you right there. Who am I? My name is Chloe Shelton. I am in seventh year, a legal adult and bound for school. I already know what I want to be. I want to become a Healer.

During the war I proved to be very good with healing spells and treating the mentally unstable. I brought Fred Weasley from dying for crying out loud! Though I couldn't find George's missing ear. He doesn't seem to really mind. Katie looks after him admirably. I don't need to finish my education! Then the new head mistress of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonnagal, announces all seventh years are to return for their final year. Drat it all.

I am in Hufflepuff. I am also a Metamorphosis. I don't know what my natural hair colour is. At the moment, I have it black and my eyes are a pretty blue/ green. They are quite large, much too large for my face. I am very short as well. I stand at 5"1 ½. I am very proud of this. I am pale skinned and my hands are always cold. I am quite smart, not like Hermione mind you, but I'm pretty close.

She and Draco Malfoy are the only ones ahead of me. I wonder if he's coming back to school? Probably not. Why am I speaking of him so calmly? He's a good guy now, a bad boy gone good, kind of. In protecting his mother Narcissa from Death Eaters and Askaban, Draco Malfoy spilled his guts to the Order. Too bad the Golden Trio don't trust him completely, but I find nothing wrong with him. A little moody, but then again I'm not too chirpy in the mornings so I shan't complain of his grumpiness.

Anyways, back to myself. I have a green thumb. I can make anything grow. Owls hate me, as they tend to peck at me and try to swat me with their wings, which is why I have a pet bunny. Only Boggier understands me. He's always willing to listen to my ramblings late at night. He's white and very fat. I carry him everywhere. Actually, he's currently sitting on my lap. Olisa and Francine are worrying that he will have a poo in our compartment. They have never understood Boggier like I have.

We are a pure blood family, we triplets. Yes, we are triplets. Though we don't look much alike, people still get us mixed up unless we are in our respective house robes.

Olisa is the oldest of the bunch. She is 5"4, she never lets me forget it either. I hate her, naw I don't. I love her; she's part of me. Olisa has her hair cut to her chin and a dark brown. Her eyes are currently a dark brown, showing she is sleepy. She is in the house of Ravenclaw, the freakishly smart people (excluding Granger). She wears thick white-framed reading glasses when she's studying. It's like seeing a teacher in her youth.

Francine is the youngest of us. Currently she is sleeping against the window, her mouth open and softly snoring. She is also in Ravenclaw and is the tallest at 5"6 ½. She is an odd ball. Forget that she likes wearing chunky bracelets and big earrings; her hair is shoulder length like mine only she has fun with colour.

As we were leaving home, she decides last minute to annoy mom and dad and change her hair colour from blonde to neon green. Her eyes are the same colour. She looks kind of cute with green hair as her freckles stand out. She's on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as a Chaser. She is quite competitive in the game and I'm glad Olisa and I are spectators of the game and not players, we'd be doomed.

I smell the air. There's a funny odour in the compartment. I'm not the only one, damn Olisa and her delicate sensibilities! Olisa looked up from her thick text, her glasses perched on her nose and an eyebrow raised. "Boggier is smelling, Chloe." I look down to my lap, studying the fat bunny. His ears were to the sides, his eyes closed. He looks completely relaxed… Uh- oh.

Lifting him off my lap, I hold him up to set him in his carrier. "He'll be quick."

Olisa scrunched up her nose, her blonde hair taking a strawberry tinge and her cheeks going a light pink. "Chloe, he just farted."

Francine snorted a final time before raising her head, her green eyes sleepy. "Who cut the cheese?" She looked down at Boggier. "You little bunny are a nasty one. You should really warn someone before you rip one off like that." She lifted her wand and produced a clothespin. Pressing it against her nose, Francine returned to her nap. Her snores sounded disjointed now. Lovely.

There was a quick knock at our door before red curls popped in. Brown eyes lit up. "Hey girls!" Ginevra Weasley, Ronald Weasley's younger sister as well as Harry Potter's girl friend, and a year behind us. She grabbed a seat beside me. "You guys ready to back to school?"

I grinned. "Oh yes! I'm ready to go to school and get some knowledge!" I swung my right fist side to side in fake excitement. Ginny snorted.

"Hey, I've still got two years of school." She scooped Boggier from his carrier, patting his head. "Hey big guy." Lucky for her he was finished pooping otherwise she'd have brown on her skirt.

Francine snorted, her eyelids fluttering and her mouth opening. Ginny smirked. "Somebody's sleepy."

Olisa grinned from behind her book. "We got up at 6:30 this morning. She's not an early riser." She turned a page.

The door opened to have Ronald and Harry enter the compartment. This place just got a whole lot squishier. "Greetings girls." Ronald grinned, sitting beside Olisa while Ginny made me squish up against the window to allow Harry room. Harry gave a weary smile, slinging his arm over the red head's shoulders.

His green eyes turned in my direction. "Hermione's been asking after you Olisa."

"Over here Harry." Olisa fluttered her fingers, her eyes never leaving her book. "I'm almost done with her book. I'm on the 34th chapter." Ronald shook his head.

"Reading gives me such a headache. I don't know how you…"

"Wha!" Francine bolted from her seat, clutching the clothespin on her nose. She pulled the offending thing off her nose. "I had the scariest dream! Longbottom was courting me and giving wet kisses and his toad was there and oh my gosh it was frightening! I was a black head!"

"Brunette." Olisa corrected.

Francine shook her head. "No black head, blacker than Chloe's hair right now!" Her eyes were colouring to a brown, showing her nervousness. She took a deep breath before acknowledging our company. "Where's Hermione?"

"Joining Malfoy in the Head's compartment." Ronald muttered, his face turning pink. I smirked.

"That's a fine tone to speak of a comrade."

"Doesn't matter. Sneaky little bastard…" He continued to mutter "ferret" and "blonde hair" and "hex his balls off". I left him to his muttering as Luna entered.

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realize everyone was here." She sat down on the floor, her back to the door. I loved her soft voice, very calming during a crisis. I smile.

"Come sit with me, Luna." She's my best friend and a Ravenclaw. Very rarely does she get us Sheltons mixed up. I flicker my wand to Ginny, silently levitating her into Harry's lap, much to his delight. I pat the now vacated cushion. "Come join me." She smiles, immediately drawing me into a discussion on Nargles and how sneaky they are in the autumn. You can never trust them you know.

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