They were little boys, and their favourite colour was blue.

When asked, they just replied simply that 'everything endless was blue' and went back to chasing butterflies in the backyard, with little safari nets and binoculars hung around their necks. Their Aunt Ginny just shrugged at the answer and went back to knitting a new hat for Lily for the cold months, and left the two Scamanders to do whatever they liked.

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They were six years old, and their favourite colour was blue.

They sat in a little circle with the rest of the Weasley children and they had to call out their favourite colours.

"Blue!" Lorcan and Lysander cheered at the same time.

"Why blue?" Rose tilted her head to the side.

"Because everything good is blue!"

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They were eleven years old, and for the first time, they weren't certain on what their favourite colours were.

It was the first time they were separated.

Lorcan went to Slytherin, Lysander to Gryffindor.

When asked in the Common Rooms that night, they hesitated for a moment before saying, "Green/Red."

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They were fifteen years old, and their favourite colours were not blue.

After black and green and black and red fired at each other with nearly identical holly wands, a pale yellow light emerged from each and knocked the two out cold.

Both of their eyes- blue- were closed as if asleep.

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They were sixteen, and their favourite colours were not blue.

Blue was a bad colour.

Their house colours were the best colours, or at least, that's what they were told.

Their sapphire eyes met in the middle of the Great Hall, and for once since that first day after being sorted, they felt uncertain.

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They were seventeen, and they were graduating, but their favourite colours were not blue.

They didn't don red or green. There were no colours in the sea of black, but for once, both of them were happy with this.

They were more certain than ever after hugging each other that maybe, maybe they could fix everything.

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They were twenty-one, and their favourite colour was blue.

They lived together in a flat that had blue walls, white sofas, and blue bed sheets.

A compromise as one might say.

Their favourite colours weren't red or green, and when asked 'why not?' they would just shrug and reply, "Blue is a good colour. It's endless."

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They were ninety-four, and their favourite colour was still blue.

written for the drabble tag 'lorcan/lysander' with 'blue'.

i don't own harry potter.