The Boy who lived and the boy who lives

Chapter 5

BADGERS CAN PLAY QUIDDITCH TOO

P.O.V Daniel

*day before leaving for the Weasley's (basically before going to Britain)*

I was putting in his number, I needed to know how to split myself into clones to hurry up my schooling. "Pick up... Come on fruitloop pick up.."

"This is Vlad masters, Who am i speaking too?" Vlad's posh voice spoke out.

"Its- Its Danny." I could hear Vlad smiling.

"Come to disown your fath-" I cut him off.

"Vlad i know this game we play, but not right now. Im actually not interested in apprenticeships and things like that. I don't want to drag this on... So how do you split yourself into multiple clones?" I asked i wasn't in the mood to play games.

"What makes you think I'm just gonna tell you? Little badger?" He snidely replied. I grinded my teeth.

"Hey, Vlad... Im asking as friend, I don't have the time to learn it myself. I can't really explain my situation but i need it to catch up on some things. But i cant get it down... All at once." I was more than asking. I was pleading.

"Okay, and what do i get in return? Hmm" he had a point, i don't have anything he wants really.

"A truce, we can talk to each other on equal grounds, You can teach me stuff and vice versa. That is when i get back, im going to a school out the country." I heard him sigh but i guess he got somewhat of what he wanted.

"Fine little badger, but how could your family afford to send you to an out of state school. Never mind i'll probably find out from your Oaf of a fath-,"He stopped himself from going farther thank god."I mean I will miss our little quarrels. I accept this truce." I pinched the bridge of my nose. So far at least.. Now i just needed to know how.

"So how do I clone-er split myself?" I asked trying not to sound sarcastic.

"Actually, its simple, You know reflections right? Well why not think of yourself as one and try and pull yourself out of one. Like bring in the water?" Vlad sighed, i was slightly confused. "Are you getting any of this?" he said slightly agitated.

"No-no I think i got this, wish me luck Fruitloop." I said before hanging up on the guy.

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3rd person Weasley home

"Well uh, Danny" Ron handed Danny a Broom "Are you ready to learn how to fly a broom" Ron said cheerfully. Bounding outside to the Makeshift Quidditch Grounds.

"Wait up 'huff' Ron" Danny gasped. He was wearing a good 30 pounds worth of safety gear thanks to Mrs. Weasley. "Why does the sun have to be out today?" whined Danny.

"Well your Harry's brother, and uh my mate would kill me if he knew i killed his long lost brother... Y'know?" joked Ron.

"This is gonna be the second death of me" Danny said. Rubbing the sweat of his brow. He couldn't use his cold core it would show physically.

Luckily enough Ron didn't hear him, he was too busy setting up the area so they could practice. "Alright, do Danny put your ah... Broom down okay?" Danny nodded and set it down. "Now the first thing we uh.. Learned when we was first years, is to practice commanding our brooms to uh, our aid." Ron said, then set his down near him.

"Now Danny do exactly what I do" Ron said, putting his hand over his broom. "UP" Ron shouted, the broom jumped up into his hand, like a cat with its tail on fire. "Now Danny, your brother got it first try, but you don't need to worry about doing it like him okay?"