and their words burn like razorblades.
Pairing: MollyLysander
Prompt: Maniac
Disclaimer: If you recognise anything, it doesn't belong to me. Shame.
They keep telling him that he's crazy, that he's just another lunatic, after-all with his mother being who she is, it must run through the family, and although he pretends he doesn't care. Sometimes, he just doesn't have enough conviction in him to convince himself as well as everyone else that he's okay.
They never bother with Lorcan (why would they?) after-all, he's a ladies' man and chaser on the quidditch team and all of the girls think that he's 'beautiful'.
Lysander on the other hand, he's quietly intelligent and an esteemed member of the charms club and even though they're twins, by society's standards, he's nowhere near as handsome as his brother (although his best-friend looks at him as if he lights up her entire universe).
So he suffers in silence day after day, because to tell Lorcan would be weakness (he doesn't need his baby brother fighting his battles) and to fight back would be giving them what they want, so he feigns coolness and just lets the comments slide off of him.
It's late one day in October, when Molly finds Lysander on the very outskirts of the forbidden forest, and there's the ghost of what might be tears down his face, but she can't be sure, because he's just sitting there in silence, so she sits by his side until he's ready to talk.
"They tell me I'm mad," he murmurs to her quietly, "that I'm a maniac crazed by my mother's genetics."
She watches him carefully and smiles gently, as he charms the blades of emerald grass around them to dance with no wind.
"You are mad," she tells him honestly, and when he turns to look at her with devastation and disbelief inked all over his face, it takes all of her courage to carry on, "but so am I. And so are they."
He smiles weakly at her words, and she just places a comforting hand on his shoulder, "We're all mad Ly," she swears to him, "some of us just accept it more easily than others."