Fire And Ice - Yin and Yang (Harry Potter fanfiction)

The beginning of an untold story

Two twins. Fire and ice. Two powers, completely different from each other. One has the ability to feel the power of the flames, while the other can control ice.
Their destinies are intertwined-

Periwinkle: "Hold it! Are you shitting me?"

Azalea: "What?"

Periwinkle: "You're not seriously starting our story with this crap, are you?"

Azalea: "I kind of liked it, actually. A good introduction is important to set the mood right."

Periwinkle: *groans*.

Azalea: "Fineeee...what would you suggest?"

Once upon a time, there were twins. Even though they looked completely alike-

Azalea: "Nope. Too boring."

Periwinkle: *Huffs annoyed. Cold air puffs out of her nose*.
"We need to get the beginning right. Otherwise we won't ever finish."

Azalea: "Mine's at least better than yours."

Silence.

Both at the same time: "I've got it."

Azalea: "Yeah?"

Periwinkle: "Yup. It all started with..."

Azalea: *grins.*
"With diapers."

Periwinkle: "And here we go..."

Ever had to change the diapers of a baby? Perhaps of your daughter, son, nephew, niece or any other baby that got entrusted into your care?

Not a pleasant experience. Babies tend to rip off their diapers and throw them across the room while their diapers are loaded with indescribable disgusting things, catapulting brown slots onto the wall.

Now imagine you have two babies to take care of. Two babies that scream when they are hungry, scream when their diapers are full, scream when they are cold, scream when-

You get the point.

Azalea and Periwinkle Potter were just such babies when they were born. Both had a tuft of black hair on their otherwise bald head and bright green eyes that goggled at the Healers when they arrived into the world. Both got dried off and a diaper slipped onto their rosy behinds to prevent any unfortunate accidents.

They immediately got held by their mother, who smiled lovingly, but tiredly, at her twins. Beside her stood her husband, now a proud father, who could not take his eyes off his beautiful daughters.

Azalea: "Especially the older twin promised to turn into a real
beauty-"

Periwinkle: "Shut it."

"Azalea", whispered Lily and pressed a soft kiss onto her daughter's forehead. "Periwinkle."
She kissed her second daughter.

"Only two minutes apart", said James with a smile and carefully stroked Periwinkle across her right cheek.

Periwinkle giggled and grabbed her father's hand before sticking his thumb into her mouth. She looked at him with big green eyes.

Azalea started crying and Lily gently rocked her back and forth.
"Shhh", she said soothingly and yawned.

"Mrs. Potter, you need rest", said the Healer firmly. "The babies shall be put into cribs next to your bed, if you prefer."

"Yes", Lily nodded weakly.

James carefully took first Azalea, then Periwinkle, the latter still sucking on his thumb, and carefully placed them into their cribs. He laughed quietly when he had to pull his hand away from Periwinkle.

Lily laid back down and turned, so that her gaze was resting onto her daughters.

James sat down at her bedside and watched her with a smile.

"Please put them in the same crib", said Lily suddenly and yawned again.

"Why?", asked James.

"They belong together..."
And Lily drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

James carefully tucked a red strand from his wife's hair behind her ear, before he stood up and did as she had asked.

The Healer watched all this with a soft smile. He had seen many births, but each one was special and they never ceased to show him how amazing life was.

When Periwinkle and Azalea got put into the same crib, the twins immediately cuddled up to each other. Both yawned widely, showing their toothless mouths, and their eyes fell shut. They sleepily smacked their lips, then fell asleep within a second, one twin holding the other by a hand.

James could not stop smiling. He got a bed set up beside Lily's and watched over her and his daughters until he fell asleep.
He certainly was the luckiest man in the world.

Periwinkle: "And then the drama begun-"

Azalea: "Shush! This is important!"

When Lily and James had long fallen asleep and their room was dark, something...odd happened.

A crystal-blue light circled Periwinkle's head with sizzling sounds. The same happened above Azalea's head, except that the light was a golden-red.

The twins' faces were illuminated by the blue and golden light. Both had their eyes shut and their fat little fingers tightly wrapped around the other's hand. They did not wake up when the lights suddenly surged into their little chests.
Periwinkle glowed for a moment in a white-blue light, while Azalea emanated a golden-red glow.

And within a moment, everything was over. The room turned dark again, filled with the soft breathing of two newly-born babies.

But that moment had changed everything.

Periwinkle: *High-fives Azalea.*

Azalea: "Yeah! Now THAT is what I call an introduction!"

Periwinkle: "Shhh! You'll wake the Mini-us!"

Azalea: "Right...sorry."

Their parents would never know that the Potter twins were different. For during the first and only year with their children, they discovered that Periwinkle and Azalea both had strong vocal chords that echoed through the entire neighborhood. They discovered that both could make milk bottles explode when the flavor did not appease the babies' taste buds. They discovered that both daughters could fling their full diapers with extreme accuracy at their targets, which made James promise Lily that they would be excellent Quidditch players.

But they never discovered that Azalea and Periwinkle were truly...magical.