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Twins. They were an odd phenomenon. They were rare. They weren't supposed to happen. But it's a gift. Two for the price of one.
Lysander Scamander was a twin. An identical twin for that matter. With matching blonde hair, matching blue eyes and matching just about everything else, no one could really tell the difference between himself and Lorcan.
Lysander loved being a twin, he honestly did. It was nice to have someone to talk to, to turn back to. Someone he could relate to on a level most people couldn't even begin to image. It was his second half, really and truly.
But with two personality's that were so similar, they had a habit of rubbing each other up the wrong way. "It's a twin thing." Their mother would sigh when they started yet another argument over who had opened the cereal box the wrong way.
Lysander was naturally hot-headed. He got it from his father. It didn't take much to make him burst but he got over it quickly.
Lorcan didn't share this trait with him. Lorcan took a lot of poking and prodding to get any type of reaction from him but when you did get a reaction, you regretted starting. He also had a habit of holding grudges.
He couldn't help it anymore than Lysander could but when an argument between the two broke out, everyone else took a big step back so not to get caught in the crossfire.
But this morning their argument was different.
Lysander woke at 9'o clock sharp. With a groan he sat up and grabbed the first t-shirt he spotted and shrugged on the same jeans as yesterday. He had work today. A muggle job of making and serving coffee in a small coffee shop in the heart of London.
It wasn't his dream job by any means. He was studying to be a healer. He was 21 and only had another two years of university left. He was only after finishing his fourth year and he had a whole summer to do nothing before he started his 5th year. That was until the money ran short.
His mother and father both travelled the world looking for rare and endangered creatures hoping to help spread awareness to them and to try and stop them being endangered.
His father was looking for a certain creature in particular. The Caorthannach. Most said it didn't exist but that didn't stop their father. He searched everywhere it was said to appear but with no luck. After every return home empty-handed, it started to take it's tole of their father. He turned to drink and every time it was just a bit harder and harder to get him off of it.
And just before the start of summer Lysander realised that he had drank his way through his savings for med school, so Lysander had to earn for himself.
But he kept it quiet from the rest of his family. He wasn't really on speaking terms with his fathers these days as their conversations tended to end with them lashing out on each other. His mother would insist that everything was fine and that she could handle the fee, because what mother wants to let her son know that she can't afford his education. And he couldn't tell Lorcan because then Lorcan would try and give him some of his own savings.
So Lysander said nothing and went and got himself an alright paying job in muggle London, where it wouldn't get back to his family that he worked there.
Lysander threw on a pair of converse, anything that would fit in for muggles, and ran down the stairs.
"Morning." He called to his mum and Lorcan who were already seated at the kitchen table with breakfast.
"Morning love." His mum said with a small smile. And Lorcan gave him a nod as his mouth was full of toast.
Lysander busied himself by making a cup of tea and he stole a bit of toast off of Lorcan's plate.
"What are your plans for today?" His mum asked him.
"Probably go and see Andrea." Lysander shrugged facing away from his mum to finish his tea, so he missed Lorcan rolling his eyes.
Andrea Bennet was Lysander's girlfriend or rather his cover for when he was actually working. She was an actual person and they were going out but she wasn't exactly Lysander's favourite person.
It wasn't using her really when she was using him too. He needed a cover and she reckoned she needed a boyfriend. No one could put up with her for very long so she said it made her look good and desirable if she had a boyfriend but Lysander knew as soon as someone so much as looked at her, he would be out on his ear. A match made in heaven.
"I'm going to go see if your father would like some tea." Luna smiled as she rose from the table just as Lysander plopped himself down.
"You're in a rush this morning." Lorcan noted.
"Yeah, I told Andrea I'd land at around quarter to ten." Lysander said glancing at the clock. 9:33, he had plenty of time. His shift started at 10.
"Hey do you reckon I can use the car again today? Might go for a spin around London with her." Lysander asked looking up at him.
For their 17th birthday their mother had presented them with a car to share between them. "It's a useful skill for anyone to have. Wizard or not." And so they both started lessons. At the time Lysander hated it. Thought it was stupid. But now he thanked his lucky stars that his mum made him otherwise he'd have to walk to work everyday.
"Again? You had it yesterday. And the day before, and all last week." Lorcan groaned.
"I know but it's not like we can apparate into muggle London and we have no floo powder left."
"Yeah but who's faults that?" Lorcan muttered.
"What's your problem? It's only a car, and besides what do you need it for anyway?"
"Fine take the car, whatever ittel bittel Ly wants." Lorcan mocked throwing the keys over to Lysander at the same time that Lysander was taking a drink of tea. Tea spilled all over his white tea shirt.
Lysander groaned. "Now I have to go and change." He said glancing at his watch before running up the stairs two at a time, changed and came back down.
"Now I'm going to be late." Lysander told Lorcan.
"Who cares, it's only Andrea, what's the worst she can do? Break up with you?"
"So it's Andrea you have a problem with?" Lysander asked raising an eyebrow.
"No, it's you ever since you started going out with her." Lorcan snapped. "You're always with her, and you're never at home and we need you here now more than ever. 5 days a week you spend with her and not just an hour or two, it's all day. And the for the few days you are here you just lie in bed. Nobody is worth that much Ly. Nobody." Lorcan ranted. Once he got going it took a lot to stop him.
"Home?" Lysander asked him, his voice rising. "This isn't home. You think I want to sit and watch mum beg dad to replace the bottle in his hand for some coffee, or food? To watch you sit there all smiles acting like everything is all fine and dandy? To listen to mum crying quietly at night when she thinks no one can hear her? That's not home and if you think it is then it's you that has the problem. Not me." Lysander said
"So yes I will every opportunity to stay away from this place. To gain enough strength to be able to sit beside him at a dinner table resisting the urge to lay into him. But if you'd rather see that then by all means stop me from leaving." Lysander said raising an eyebrow.
"You're a coward." Lorcan said. "Instead of helping us deal with this, you're running away. You're just a coward."
"I don't have time for this." Lysander said glancing at the clock again. 9:43. He need to go. He grabbed this keys and stalked out of the house.
"Just run away yet again." Lorcan called as Lysander got into the car and drove away.
"Should've just told him." Lysander said to himself. "Stupid, stupid, stupid." He said banging his head against the chair.
He was trying to cool down before he got to work because there was nothing than being in a bad mood with customers and also John, his boss, would kill him.
He reached traffic lights and while he was stopped he took and few deep breaths to try and calm himself. He checked his phone and saw that he had a while yet and if he was early he could sit outside for a few minutes until he was back to normal.
When the lights turned green he started to drive just as a lorry skipped the lights and drove straight into Lysander's car.
Lysander heard a crash. A crunching noise. A scream but maybe that was his own. And pain. Pain everywhere. And then nothing. Absolutely nothing.