-leslie- let's talk business sister;)

[+MaRl LoVeGoOd+]

&& chaos comes in on a flight tonight...

Her dark red rain boots made little footprints in the mud as she stomped about the grounds of Hogwarts. Marl looked like she was about three-years-old that day. Oddly enough, she was waiting to discuss some of the most important business of her life. Marl and her younger sister, Leslie, had spoken with a highly influential quidditch player named Jackie Aussa just yesterday about the incoming devastation of the Wizarding world. That's right, The order of the Phoenix had re-formed over night and the Lovegood sisters were asked to begin the Hogwarts branch of Potter's Army. Marl had casually declined the position as leader and handed it over to her sister due to her knowing she couldn't handle it. She agreed to be a co-leader with Leslie so that she could help in this revolutionary event. She just couldn't take on the responsibility the way that Jackie had requested.

Marl looked at her reflection in a huge puddle on the grassy grounds of Hogwarts. Her big blue eyes stared back up at her, grudgingly. They were analyzing her every move. Marl could feel self-analyzing was going to become a big part of her life now. She and Leslie were stepping forward from intelligent Gryffindor pranksters as true leaders of a new age. They would be the younger versions of the heroes they constantly looked up to. They both had the hearts to do it too. Marl trusted her and her sister more than anyone else with this task. She gave herself one last fleeting glance. Staring down at her light gray skinny jeans and long, larger fitting purple top. A huge logo on the shirt read something about recycling. Marl sighed and ran a hand through her curly blond hair.

It was now time to hunt down her younger sister. Leslie Lovegood had to be somewhere looking for her too. The two sisters had a habit of running into each other even when they weren't looking. Maybe it all had something to do with their past pranks. Marl knew that was why Jackie trued them with this job. Marl and Les had been playing pranks since they were three-year-olds. They were hardly out of diapers when they were secretly dropping water-balloons on the heads of other children. They'd taught themselves this perfect amount of execution in things. They were capable of anything if they were driven enough to try it. It was almost unstoppable. They made the perfect team as they could almost read each others mind during a scheme. They also leveled each other out. Leslie was a bit wiser than Marl. Leslie was more solid, she kept things down-to-earth. Marl made things fun. Marl kept optimistic and never ever gave up. She gave them both the push to keep going even when things began to fall a part. It was how the Lovegood sisters worked.

Marl had other concerns. They were the type of concerns she knew Leslie would be considering. Currently, their single mother, Alice, was very ill and living at St. Mungo's. Alice had been exactly the type to jump forward and fight the way her daughters were now. Unfortunately, Marl knew that their mother was dying. She and Leslie would soon be on their own. She could only hope their mum would hold out until Marl was 17 so that she and Leslie could claim that they lived on their own legally. The independence that came with losing their mother also brought on more responsibility than Marl was expecting so soon. She didn't know what to think of any of it. She knew Les would be worrying about it too though.

So, Marl let her rain booted feet drag her forward until she came to the huge bridge hanging over the drop. She stared down and wondered how far it was. Surely, Marl had flown underneath at least three times through the duration of schooling on her broomstick. She was never good at measuring things though. Marl sighed and began to wonder is Les was really coming or not. It did make her think about all she had to discuss. The importance of this little meeting would set up their organization for the rest of the school year. This was the beginning and Marl knew she and Leslie would need a strong entrance to work up to an even stronger exit.

[leslie lovegood]

Leslie was tightly buddled up in warm clothing, and was still managing to shiver slightly. The air contained no scent like in the spring. The scent of peace was sort of missed, and she knew spring would arrive finally after a lot bit of cold and wet weather. Sometimes, the weather seemed to be something of a miss placement the last years. But, it was oddly mellow and true that year. Her hazel eyes glistened in the surroundings almost as if they were headlights. She that day was looking for her sister Marl Lovegood, and they were known around the school as the terrible two. Always having their pranks and having the abilities that at times even challenged the positions that Fred and George had made in the school before them.

She was a person of thought though, despite all the pranking that she did. She tended to be wise when she was willing to be serious about things, and her time to be serious was about to come. She had gotten an important role, and she was to be the leader of the Hogwart’s sector of Potter’s Army. Of course, she had accepted it. But, she had no true idea of what in all entailed. It was something that worried her slightly, but what worried her even more was their sick mother. After their mother was gone, they would have to find a way to take care of themselves and live well. Along with what was turning out to be more than likely the start of a new war.

Leslie seemed to be going around in aimless circles now, and had somehow forgotten what she was going to do. She was starting to think, and then remembered finally shaking her head. The pressure must have been getting to the young girl. She almost looked like she was pacing as she just barely was not within the sight of the bridge. There was no recollection of where they would meet. That was very much out of character, because her brain usually could give her the information that she needed at the right time. Maybe, she just needed some more sleep, and maybe she just needed to be a bit more relaxed. But wasn’t she relaxed almost all the time. Sometimes, it seemed that the girl was so relaxed that it drove everyone batty. But now, of all times, she could not calm her brain down.

“Where did she say we were going to meet again?” She seemed to ask to herself, and then she started to remember as the rain started to seep slowly into the seams of her clothing. Leslie seemed to make an about face and start to head in the direction of the bridge. Her mind in the mean while, started to race around all the subjects that they both needed to talk about. There was the whole thing about their mother, and that was probably first on their list of things to do. The next was more than likely talking about Potter’s Army and how all that was going to be organized in a decent fashion. Then they would probably skip on to more light hearted subjects, like some good pranks that they could set up for some Holiday cheer. Maybe, enchant something at the big Christmas dinner this year just for laughs. It probably wouldn’t do that much harm anyways…

Then she saw the figure that was out ahead of her. It seemed like Marl, and she quickened herself in that rain, and found herself on the left side of her. “Oh hey there sis… It seems that we got a lot of business to talk about…” She said this thoughtfully, saying this to her but also herself as well. Her face was a bit red from the cold, and her curly hair looked like a bit of a mess that day. But, she was not always the person to be all concerned about her appearance all the time. It was something that just depended on that day and what was going on. If there was like a ball or some sort of special event going on, she would probably look a bit fancier. But right now, she just didn’t really care at all about what people were going to think of her. There were more important things to worry about than what you looked like in the mirror right now anyways.