Behind Their Façades
Summary: Maybe some of our favorite witches and wizards aren't exactly what they seem. Written in the point of view of numerous Harry Potter characters, consider this a mini documentary of their "real" thoughts...a glance "Behind Their Façades." I got the idea from "Phoenix Nights" by Lupinslady. Quite a good fic…check it out!
Disclaimer: If Harry Potter were mine, would I really be writing about it on a FAN site? NO I WOULD NOT! (Breathes deeply.) Onward!
Chapter One: George Weasley
Imagine your life. Now, imagine your life with a twin brother that everyone thinks of before they think of you. Not nearly as much fun as the first time, is it? Sometimes, I'll admit it; I imagine my life without my twin. And sometimes, I like what I see.
How horrible is that?
But you need to hear the whole story before you go judging me, okay? Otherwise, it's a completely unfair trial.
Fred and I are identical twins who both happen to be fond of practical joking. We're both Beaters on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and we're fantastically good at it. We slack off in school since we're so busy coming up with new…amusing…inventions, and we work better as a team than we do alone. If one of us has an idea that doesn't work out, the other knows what can be done to make it work. Sounds great, right? Well, it can be. But there's a negative side.
Fred and I, similar as we are, are not the same person. I, for example, am a winter person. I love the cold, the calm simplicity, and the way everything looks after a freshly fallen snow. In fact, I once painted a winter sunset after such a snow, (standing outside in fifteen degree weather, just FYI) when all the colors were reflected all around me. It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen, and it took forever to paint, but it was worth it. I've filled sketchbooks with pages and pages of landscapes. Anything to do with drawing, I find fun. On top of that, not that I work hard, but I work harder than Fred when it comes to schoolwork. You could say that I'm the more serious twin. I'm not exactly serious…just more serious. Fred, on the other hand, is a summer person. He's more into the heat and vibrant colors of our months of freedom. He's well known as the more fun twin. But there's one thing he's interested in that I don't think anyone knows about other than me. Poetry. He writes volumes, and once he found out who William Shakespeare was, he read everything of the man's he could get his hands on. It was quite surprising when I found out, needless I say. But despite this soft habit, he is the more daring twin.
The problem with this is, no one even knows about these differences, so they mostly treat us like one person. I'm always the second twin to be mentioned—if I'm mentioned at all. I'm pretty much the afterthought. You try putting up with it for sixteen years and see if you're not the tiniest bit bitter.
Looking back, that doesn't exactly merit imagining that your twin didn't exist. But I haven't finished explaining yet. What if your own mother called you Fred once in a blue moon, but has yet to call Fred George? How would that make you feel? And what if when you did something that you were quite proud of, and some random person told you, 'Great job, Fred or George!' without even realizing that this would offend you? What if the girl you'd harbored a secret crush on practically forever accidentally called you Fred the other day and didn't grasp it until you told her you weren't, in fact, Fred? And finally, what if people were actually disappointed when they, at long last, realized that you weren't your twin brother?
It doesn't exactly boost one's ego. Like I said, I'd like to see you try it.
Not that I don't love Fred or anything, because I do. I guess it's all just a little too much for me sometimes. Whatever. I've just totally wasted an entire free period that I could be using to do other, more useful things than complain for ages on a random sheet of parchment. I'm off to burn it!
A.N. I know, a little pessimistic. But I feel so bad for George! Doesn't it seem like he's just the random afterthought? I personally think it does. (Clearly, thus the purpose of this entire chapter.)
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Angel718