A/N This one shows Egyn and Iblis, the kings of fire and water. They haven't shown up in the manga yet but have been mentioned in the illustrated guide to demons at the back. I took some creative liberty, as I always imagined them as twins, with their being the only two complimenting elements. I also saw them as being mischievous. Sorry for Egyn's lack of a huge roll in this.
Let's look at it this way, Draco thought. The more sons of Satan I meet, the less chances of me meeting more. I mean, how many sons can he have?
Satisfied with his evaluation of his current predicament, Draco finally let himself fall asleep. He'd need it for his Quidditch game tomorrow. They were facing Gryffindor, who had just gotten two more, rumoured to be tough, beaters. I wonder who they are...
Draco's eye was caught by a glint of gold. The Snitch! Leaning forward, his broom shot into full gear and sped after the the object of his seeking. Something grabbed his attention, however, and he turned around just in time to see a Bludger flying at him. Swerving out of the way, Draco saw two boys laughing at floating in the ball's wake, bats propped leisurely against their shoulders. They looked like twins; same toothy grin, pointy ears, nose and eyes. One had a ruddy burgundy-brown colour of hair, and the other's was a borderline white cream shade, with blue accents. Both were pale as all get out.
Twins to replace the twins. Lord, Draco whined to himself, more of them. Two twins were ENOUGH already. He was about to shoot some trash talk at them, but caught himself at the smell of burning. His broom! Draco turned and, as expected, the end of the broom was on fire. What. The. Heck. Spells were definitely illegal in Quidditch. He suspected foul play, probably coming from one of the twins. Or Potter. You can never count Potter out, that dirty disgraceful Dumbledore loving...
Draco's thoughts were interrupted by the red-haired twin.
" Broom problems, mate?"
Draco glared at him.
" Spells are illegal, you pig."
The twin shrugged in an as-if-I-care manner and retorted,
" That ain't no spell, just using all my resources."
It was then that Draco noticed the twin's fingers. They were flaming. Draco didn't care what the twin said, that was without a doubt a spell. He was about to accuse them some more, but his broom started slipping down, giving in to the flames.
" My father will hear about thisssssss!"
Draco yelled. He saw the twins, sporting that unmistakable grin as he fell. Watching them get smaller, he heard the blue and white hair one call after him.
Something about Satan.
