Imagines- Harry Potter

King and Queen | S.B

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James Potter was a handful. From the minute he was born, he had this gleam in his hazel eyes that raged and burned with trouble. His twin, Y/n Potter, was almost the opposite. The soft smile that laid on her features and the glitter of calamity in her eyes. Euphemia and Fleamont were in for a lot the minute their twins were born.

Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder is most comparative to having a web browser up with one too many tabs. James had always been unable to focus and was naturally messy. Truth be told, he thought it was normal, just as everyone else did. It wasn't until his second year at Hogwarts did he realize something was genuinely wrong with him.

Remus told him that he had this muggle thing called "dyslexia," which was a difficulty in interpreting words, letters, and other symbols. However, it never affected his overall intelligence because everyone knew that Remus Lupin was indeed and wholly brilliant. It got James wondering, did his inability to focus, be organized, and hyperactivity have a deeper meaning?

His twin - Y/n - was quite the opposite. She made quick friends with Remus, Sirius, and Peter, who were close friends of her twin. Y/n was top of their class, creating a friendly competition with Remus, but she was always able to focus. Often she would hyper-focus, which would leave her working for over five hours at a time without realizing it. In those times, James would have to snap her out of it.

Over the summer, James expressed his concerns to his parents. He was talking about how this could be a real issue he's facing using Remus' dyslexia as an example. Eventually, they gave in, letting James go to a muggle doctor. James had to fill out a questionnaire that would come back with his results in one week. That week was probably the longest week of his life. Nonetheless, his test results had come back positive.

Fleamont and Euphemia would be lying if they were surprised. After hearing about the disorder, it was almost the definition of their eldest son. Fortunately for James, the muggles had come up with a cure - no, not a cure - dammit, what was it again?

Impede the symptoms! That's what those muggle pills do. James was required to take two pills a day, one in the morning and once at night. Y/n was in charge of making sure he did so because - more times than he'd like to admit - he would forget everything if it wasn't for Y/n.

In third year, James was as energetic as ever while getting on the Hogwarts Express, "Aren't you excited, Y/n?!"

She chuckled, "Yes, but Merlin, you don't need to literally jump with joy."

"But I'm excited!"

"I know that."

They made their way to the compartment that held Remus, who was reading a book. James sat in front of him while Y/n took her seat beside Remus, "'Ello Remus."

"Hey, Potter pair."

Y/n sighed, and James groaned, "That nickname needs to go away."

"I quite like it." Remus stated smugly, "Suits you both."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Y/n accused falsely, "It means that wherever one of you are, the other isn't that far behind." Remus replied.

James had zoned out already, and Y/n snapped in his face, "Take your pills?"

"Forgot." James muttered guiltily, "Oh Godric." She whispered.

"Pills?"

"James went to a muggle doctor this summer."

Remus quirked an eyebrow, "Did you now?"

"Got diagnosed with ADHD." James informed, and Remus looked amiss, "Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder."