prologue
title: Similar Hearts
author: echo
rating: 15
summary: When their relationship fell apart, Willow and Harry thought to each take a daughter and get on with their lives. They didn't count on the girls meeting.... and plotting.
pairings: Willow/Harry, Draco/Ginny, Ron/Luna, Xander/Cordelia
notes: This is my answer to Jinni's Parent Trap challenge issued eons ago.
spoilers: Thru season 7 BtVS, season 4 AtS, and OotP for HP
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Prologue
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Rachel Potter stared through her round spectacles at the girl who had green eyes just like hers and red hair the exact shade of her own.
Sisters.
The crazy bint she'd been harassing and who'd been harassing her right back since they came to this freaky little wizarding summer camp in America was related to her. By blood. Taryn Rosenberg was her sister. Yeah, so, Rachel's hair graced her arse while Taryn's barely cleared her chin. They both had a nice little widow's peak in their red hair. They both had electric green eyes. Sure, Rachel's were behind glasses, but they were the same. Same button noses. Same soft skin of a very pale color. Same wiry little frame. Same quirky little mouths with rosy lips. Really the hair could be taken care of. Though she had twitted her about it, Rachel now knew what she'd look like with short hair... cute as hell. Her long hair had always bothered her so. Her father had always mumbled something about someone else having hair like that, and he never wanted her to cut it. Perhaps she would lop it all off to look more like this other girl.... instead of the muggle picture of their mum this girl, her sister, had.
But back to the shock... of knowing she shared a mother and a father with someone she'd been seriously trying to sink for the last couple of weeks.
"What do we do now?" Taryn whispered.
Rachel smirked in a way she'd seen 'uncle' Draco do a million times. "Give the both of them HELL for keeping us apart."
"What?"
"They can't think it was all right to keep us apart forever. It seems like that's what they were planning. Well, I say we throw a stick in the spoke of the wheel of those plans."
"In regular English please."
"We make our own soddin' plans. We switch places."
"Huh?"
"You go to London. I go to LA. You meet Dad. I meet Mum."
"First of all... crazy equals you. Second, call her Mum and the jig is up. It's Mom."
"Mawm." Rachel said experimentally.
"You're getting it. A few months and you might actually pass for me... but I have a better idea. Voice charm."
"What?"
"Voice charm. We cast voice charms on ourselves that way I sound Brit, and you sound sunny Cal. I'm sure I could rig something."
"You're bloody brilliant, did you know?"
"Great minds think alike. What about you? Switch places? Just a teeny bit of the wicked and cunning. Slytherin much?"
"Well, the sorting hat DID try to put me in that house... but my balls were just too big..."
"And your mouth too vulgar..."
"And my mouth too vulgar. Gryffindors are the biggest perverts, you know."
Taryn laughed then. Rachel joined her in it. They sounded a bit... evil.
"This could get ugly." Taryn warned.
Rachel snorted. "Oh, darling, it's going to get fucking out of control. Trouble and Potters go hand in hand."
"So do trouble and Rosenbergs... no wonder they got hitched."
"We still need a plan."
"Plans I'm good at. Take after Mom."
"You mean Mum. I'm better at charging in. Take after Dad."
"Charging in? You and Aunt Buffy are gonna hit it off."
"I can't believe one of my 'aunts' is the slayer."
"She's not THE slayer. She's A slayer."
"Please. All the Defense Against the Dark Arts books talk about her. As far as I'm concerned, she's the slayer."
"Don't say that to Faith."
Rachel snorted again. "Well, with as many spells, enchantments, and charms as you seem to know, you'll be lucky if Aunt Mione lets you out of her sight."
"So the plan..."
"What have you got, Tare? Something devious, I hope."
"Rach-pet, when have you EVER known me not to be devious?"
"I've only known you for a week so far."
"And..."
"You've been devious the entire time."
"Darn tootin', sistergirl."
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end prologue
