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Damaged Egos and Anti Twins

Chapter 5: Gay Draco?

            The small head stood up and untangled itself out of Draco's dripping hair.

"A little help here!" said the little person, stamping a foot onto Draco's head. Draco put his hand up to his scalp and the little man climbed onto it. Draco brought his hand down and everyone looked carefully at the little man. It was…a little Draco. A mini Draco! A perfectly miniature version of Draco about three inches high. He was strange though. The little Draco was wearing a purple sequined top, with matching purple leather pants and pink feather boa. H sat in Draco's palm, fussing over his drenched boa.

"This just won't do!" he murmured, wringing out his boa.

"OUCH!" Hermione said, breaking the gawks from mini-Draco to her. She reached into her hair and pulled out a squirming little person also, with a hand full of Hermione's hair in one hand, and a wielded middle finger on the other.

"Let go of me you PREP!" she screamed in her little mini voice. Ron and Harry soon discovered little people on their scalps as well, each one very bizarre. Hermione's was a mini her, but with short spiky hair and a very punky feel to her. Harry's was like him also, but was more…fidgety then him. And Ron's, well, Ron's was full of spunk.

"Um, professor?" Hermione called in a worried voice as the little mini her kicked her thumb.

"What!" Snape barked, not lifting from his magazine.

"We have a bit of a situation here…" Harry said, as his little mini self rocked back and forth in a fetal position on his palm. Snape stomped over and looked like he was going to say something obnoxious until he saw the little people.

"Oh my word…" Snape started, "Come, bring them over here!" Snape ordered, bringing them over to the workbench. Everyone gently placed them on the table, and turned to Snape, expecting some serious answers.

"What the hell are those things that just popped out of our bleeding heads?!" Ron demanded, pointing at his little "mini-me" that was being fondled by the "mini-Draco".

"Anti twins." Snape said simply, rubbing his forehead, "I must have added a wrong ingredient…this isn't supposed to happen unless you want it to…of course, your hair did turn back…" Snape said, mumbling to himself as he sat down to watch the little people.

"What do you mean by "anti" twins?" Draco said with a raised eyebrow.

"They are your exact opposites." Snape said with enthusiasm as he watched the mini-Hermione chase the mini-Harry around with a mini-switch blade.

"I've never seen this type of reaction actual happen…" Snape said like a kid in a candy store.

"What?" Ron said, the little gears in his head working ever so hard to understand what Snape was saying.

'Here, Weasley I'll give you a demonstration," Snape snapped with irritation, "You there, what is your name?" he asked the little mini Draco.

"Me, I'm Flako Boytoy, and I am a proud homosexual! I love boys, rainbows, muggles, and bunnies!" Flako said proudly, putting his hands on his hips and flipping his boa over his shoulder. Draco gasped and started to go into hysterics (being as he was a proud womanizer, high-and-mighty pure blood, and evil Slytherin). The others laughed, Snape momentarily chortling, and then he moved to the next mini person, which was Ron's.

"And you?" he asked.

"Me? I'm Jon Peasley. I'm the hero. I enjoy squishing spiders, saving people and spending my immense fortune that I've won from being an excellent Quidditch player!" Jon said while Flako continued to stroke his biceps. Ron went red, realizing that none of his anti twin's talents were his.

"And you?" Snape asked, stopping the homicidal mini-Hermione from killing mini-Harry.

"Pfft, who are you cracka?" she scoffed, pointing at Snape with her switch blade, "Shoot, I'm Harmony Greater, and I dropped out of school when I was twelve to join a kick ass rock band! Of course, sometimes I have to prostitute myself to put bread on the table, but it's a living, and it's all for ROCK AND ROLL!" Hermione almost collapsed as Harmony did a couple head bangs, "I cut my hair because it was a pain, and I can do the same for you prep!" she said to Hermione.

"Why were you chasing him?" Snape asked, pointing to the mini-Harry as he muttered nervously to himself.

"Shoot, he's a prep! All preps should die!" she said, looking at mini-Harry with a homicidal glint in her eyes. Snape shook his head and turned to the mini-Harry.

"And what's your name?" he asked him, expecting a good show from this one.

"Me sir? My name is Barry Blotter, and I am manic depressive. I hate myself and the world. I'm a panophobiac and am not brave in the slightest." Barry said, fidgeting as he looked at Harmony who was flashing her mini-switchblade so he could see it.

"Do you have a scar?" Harry asked with anticipation. Barry shook his head.

"Right…" Hermione said.

"Goodbye cruel world!" Barry screamed, running for the edge of the workbench, his arms wide spread. Everyone gasped as he dropped of the edge.

"I'll save you!" Jon yelled, pulling out his mini-broom and soaring to Barry's rescue. A second later, Jon reappeared on his broom, holding a flailing, screaming Barry on his lap.

"AHHH! You're hair is red! Don't you know I'm an Erythrophobiac?!" He screamed.

"Isn't he dreamy?" Flako swooned. Harmony just gagged, and pulled out her mini-guitar and started to strum away.

"This is a little too weird…" Harry said as his anti twin made another suicide attempt.

~*~

 After settling the anti twins down. Snape was able to explain more about them. While the anti twins munched on olives, grapes and bread crumbs, Draco, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were asking a million questions.

"Where did they some from?" Harry asked as Harmony cut open a grape.

"Well, no one really knows, they just come from you, and are what you lack." Snape said, plucking the olive off Barry's head that he had tried to drown himself in.

"What will happen to them? Do they stay this size?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, but within a week they will sprout wings and fly away." Snape said, pushing the olive jar away from Barry.

"Are you joking?" Ron asked incredulously.

"I kid you not…" Snape said, watching with distain as Flako scooted closer to Jon.

"So, they're fairies?" Draco asked.

"Yours is already a fairy Malfoy." Ron said through a laugh.

"Sort of, they're not yet. It's really hard to explain, but they will not bother you long." He said, getting up and getting some clean jars from a cupboard. He stuffed them with cloth and poked holed in the lids.

"Keep them happy and healthy for the week until they grow their wings and I might consider giving you back your house points…" he said, handing them each a jar.

"I am not taking him with me!" Draco barked, pointing at Flako. Flako just rolled his eyes, and clicked his tongue.

"Shoot, we can trade! I'd rather be with that sexy biotch then with Ms. Preppy here!" Harmony said.

"No, there will be no trading! You will put up with each other for the momentary time you have until the anti twins turn into fairies, end of story!" he ordered. "Now, gather up your twin, and get to class. And Potter, keep your eyes on Barry, he has…issues…" Snape ordered. And with that, they went to class.