The Twin

Flashbacks

Harry POV

Christmas break was horrible. All Hermione wanted to do was find out who Nicolas Flamel was and all Ron wanted to do was play wizards chess and complain about Y/N. Lately, whenever he has said something rude about her, Hermione has sent a glare towards him or scoffed. I feel like she's hiding something.

 I'm starting to feel a little bit lonely, even though I'm not alone. Y/N's my twin. She's like my other half. But what she said was unacceptable! I never see her in the mornings and she disappears right after dinner. I haven't thought of getting her a Christmas present this year. She doesn't really deserve it, so I won't bother. Tomorrow's Christmas, so I'll wrap the gifts I got later.

Ron POV

I cant believe my plan didn't work. Y/N was supposed to feel lonely and start to miss us. Then, she was supposed to start liking me when I gave her forgiveness. But of course, I had to take it out longer than I should've, and now she's hanging out with Malfoy! I need to try a different plan...

Y/N POV

This break passed really quickly. Tomorrow is Christmas and I cant wait to see what I got. This is going to be the first Christmas away from the Dursleys. This year, I don't have to sit and watch Dudley open all of his presents and laugh when Harry and I only get his old socks or a toothpick. This was going to be a great Christmas!

I went to my dorm after breakfast and decided to send the Malfoy's their gift. I picked up their presents and went to the owlery, knowing that I wouldn't be able to send them with O/N only. I also decided to give her a break because of the cute things she does. I always let her out during the day and she always comes back with little things she finds. It could be things like a key, bottle cap, or even an emerald. I loved them all and put them away in a little box. I gave the gifts to 3 different owls and sent them to Malfoy Manor.

I went back up to the common room and saw Ron and Harry playing wizards chess while Hermione read a book. They all noticed me walk in and either glared at me or scoffed. Hermione's was fake, because we decided to do it when break was over so they would be confronted in front of everybody. I went to my dorm and Hermione came in soon after.

We started discussing the philosophers stone. She's been complaining about how stupid they are for not figuring it out. A while ago, she had mentioned that they were trying to find out who Nicolas Flamel was. I already knew, remembering reading it from a book. I told her and we decided to see how long it takes before they figured it out.

Apparently, the only reason they're doing this is because they went in the corridor on the third floor and saw a 3 headed dog (which I thought was super cute). She ended up seeing it covering a trapdoor. They asked Hagrid about it and he let Nicolas' name slip. 

We decided to plan out what would happen if we encountered the dog, who's name was fluffy. Since I absolutely adored animals, I would assume that my first thought is to run up and hug the thing, but I didn't really want to die.

"Maybe, we could do some research on it in the Library. It has to have a weakness." I suggested. 'Mione's eyes lit up at this. She loved doing research.

"That's a great idea! It might be useful, knowing that Harry and Ron are going to try to get passed the trapdoor. I'd rather have them get out in one piece." We laughed until we saw O/N fly in through the window. I had let her out earlier.

"Awww look what O/N brought me." I said, as I lifted up a little charm that probably fell off of a bracelet. I looked O/N's big eyes, that were glowing with affection.

"Merry Christmas O/N! I love it." At this her eyes seemed to glow even more.

"I wish someone looked at me like that." Hermione pouted. I laughed and looked at her mimicking O/N's expression.

"Y/N!! You know thats not what I meant!" She laughed. She suddenly got quiet, as if remembering something.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, um.. Im sorry about Christmas this year. I wasn't able to get you anything, since I was still mad at you and all, and I already ordered from the gift catalog when you told me what happened. I'm really sorry!" She said, eyes glazed over with tears.

"Don't worry about it 'Mione! I completely understand. The best gift of all if having you not mad at me anymore so we can spend Christmas together!" I quickly reassured. At this, she looked less worried.

"Well, I'm going to go for a walk. See ya later 'Mione!" I walked out of the door and headed to the quidditch field. I hadn't gone for a run today and decided to do it now. I noticed that I'd often not eat much during the day and my appetite was getting smaller and smaller. I assumed that it was probably because of stress. I started my run and got to thinking. 

I hadn't really looked into the mirror lately. I refused to. I hated my scar and my different eye. People didn't really mention my eye that often. Hermione had filled me in on why, telling me that Harry told everyone not to say anything 'or else'. People think my scar is legendary, but in reality, I hated it. It just kept reminding me of the day that I got it. I was beginning to have flashbacks to certain things. 

Once, I remembered my parents playing with Harry and I outside. Then I remembered a guy named Remus sitting on the couch with me, reading a newspaper. My father called him 'Moony', as I found out in one of the flashbacks. They were all amazing, up until I had the one about the green light I would always dream about in the Dursley's home. But this time, it was much clearer. I saw my parents on the floor, lifeless. I had been getting that dream for quite a while. I hadn't even noticed the tears rolling down my cheeks. 

I went down to the lake to calm myself. I sat down near the water and watched the giant squid. It seemed to like me, because it ended up having a water war with me. I would've had fun if it wasn't snowing outside. I went back to the dorms and took a hot shower. I changed into my underwear and decided to just leave it at that. I was exhausted from the lack of sleep I was getting and figured that it was fine. After all, Hermione's a girl too, so its fine. As soon as I collapsed in my bed, I drifted off to sleep, not even caring about dinner.

It seems as if I only get ideas at 1 in the morning. Then it takes me a while to write it and here we are, 2 in the morning, still awake. How's quarantine for all of you? And what do you think of online school (if you have it)?

Bye