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── .✦ IT ALL BEGAN long before you or theodore could even remember - back when your mothers were young women, full of dreams and ambition. they met at hogwarts, and their friendship was as instant as it was inseparable. they laughed together, cried together, and built a bond so strong that when they each found love and started their own families, it was only natural that their children would be raised together too. you and theodore were born only one hour apart, and from the moment you were brought home, your lives were intertwined.
you grew up practically as twins. your mothers called it fate - two souls destined to always be side by side. you spent your early days toddling around each other's houses, laughing as you learned to walk, falling and getting up again, always holding each other's tiny hands for support. your mothers would often sit and watch you, sharing stories about their own time at hogwarts while you babbled and giggled together on the living room floor.
as you both grew, your bond only became stronger. every day was an adventure - whether you were playing in the garden, building castles out of blocks, or pretending to be wizards with sticks you picked up from the yard. you had secret handshakes, secret hiding places, and a list of secrets so long that even you couldn't remember all of them. there wasn't a day that went by without you and theodore finding some new way to make each other laugh, and it was no wonder your mothers called you "the twins."
one day, when you were about four years old, your mothers took you both to a nearby park. the sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with the sounds of birds singing and children laughing. you and theodore were running around the playground, chasing each other across the soft grass when you both noticed a group of older kids standing by the swings. they were bigger than you, their faces sneering as they whispered among themselves. you didn't think much of it - until one of them pushed theodore down.
he fell to the ground with a small yelp, his eyes wide with shock. you didn't even think before you acted. you marched right up to the older kid, your tiny hands balled into fists, and glared at him with all the fierceness your four year old self could muster.
"leave him alone!" you shouted, your voice shaking with anger.
the older kid looked taken aback for a moment before he laughed, shaking his head as he walked away. you turned back to theodore, who was still sitting on the ground, his eyes wide.
"are you okay?" you asked, offering him your hand. he took it, his eyes softening as he looked up at you. "yeah," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "thanks."
from that day on, you promised each other that you'd always be there, always protect each other - no matter what. and it was a promise you kept, through scraped knees and bruised elbows, through the ups and downs of childhood.
you were five years old when your parents bought you both toy broomsticks for christmas. the brooms were tiny and harmless, enchanted to float just a few feet above the ground, but to you, they were the most amazing things in the world. you couldn't wait to try them out, and as soon as the wrapping paper was torn away, you were outside, eager to give it a go.
