Flashback:
"Lo, can I borrow your sweater?" his identical twin brother, Lysander, chirped as he merrily walked towards
Lorcan with his cocky swagger.
"But its blue. You'll get mixed up as me."
"So?" He smiled. "Anyone who mistakes me from you is an idiot."
"Ugh fine." He always found it hard to say know to his brother.
Lysander left the hall in Lorcan's sweater, leaving him with a green tee shirt on. Lorcan looked out into the
December snow, sighed happily, then walked off to class.
...
"Lorcan! Love? How is my sweetheart doing today?" Faith Longbottom, Lorcan's beautiful girlfriend, waved at
Lysander and happily trotted to him. When she got to him, she wrapped her arms around his arm.
"Oh no. It's Lysander. I'm just borrowing Lo's jacket." Lysander spoke fast. "She must not be that smart." He
thought to himself. "Just like Lo to get the dumb ones." He smiled at this thought.
"O-Oh okay." She let go of his arm and looked down, almost embarrassed.
"Sorry Faith. I wish I knew where he was. He is wearing a green shirt today though. If that helps..."
"No worries. And thank you." She smiled slyly and walked to the Slytherin common room.
"Anytime."
...
"Hey, Ly. Can I have my sweater back?"
"Um, why? Ar-Are you cold?"
The look on Lorcan's face was self-evident. As much as he tried to hide it, it was evident that he was freezing.
"Aw I'm sorry. I had no clue. Here." He took off the sweater and handed it to Lorcan as fast as he could.
Underneath, he wore his dark green Slytherin shirt.
"Don't apologize. I should have worn better clothing. But you're wearing a tee shirt too. Will you be okay?"
He looked so concerned. It made Lysander grateful when his brother worried about him; it made him feel so
loved.
"Yeah. I'm just going to the kitchen then back to the common room."
"Aww I was hoping we could hang out later."
"Didn't you make any friends in your house?"
"Yes, but, sadly, she's not you."
"Just one?"
"Yeah..." He looked down in slight embarrassment.
"Aww okay. Let me just go to the kitchen. Then I'll meet up with you and go get a butterbeer."
"Okay." The look if delight on Lorcan's face was always a soft spot for Lysander.
"Stay here 'kay?"
"Okay." He sat on the bench behind him, happy to finally hang out with one of his four only friends. Better yet,
his twin brother.
...
Lysander pushed his way into the kitchen and looked through the window. He could see Lorcan just sitting happily.
Wondering if he sees him too, Lysander waved through the glass. And, to his amusement, Lorcan waved back.
"Hello love. I'm happy I found you." Faith walked up to him slowly, with a devilish grin.
"Umm, it's Lysander again." He said, backing away slightly.
"You don't have to lie just because you aren't wearing your own house shirt. Lysander told me you'd be wearing
green." She inched slowly towards him, faster than he could back up.
"We changed ba-" His back hit the wall. He figured Lorcan could see them and come in to stop her before she could
do anything hasty.
"Only Lorcan is sweet enough to wave out the window." she interrupted. Before he could pull back, Faith leaned
forward and kissed Lysander passionately on the lips.
Lorcan, who witnessed this act without disregarding his brother's flailing, stood and walked towards the door in
shock. "What the hell are you doing to my brother?" Lorcan defended his brother, even if it looked like it was his fault.
"Lo-Lorcan? No, Lysander was wearing that sweater!"
"As I was trying to say, we switched back."
"Y-You couldn't tell us apart?" Lorcan's eyes grew wide and he looked on the verge of tears.
As Faith looked closer, she could see the differences. Lysander's eyes were green, whereas Lorcan's were bright, light
blue. Lorcan's hair was also a slightly darker shade of dark brown, his voice was slightly higher pitched, and his right
shoulder often looked tense. She looked in horror. She couldn't believe she would mess this up so badly. But she was
NOT going to be made the bad guy.
"You shouldn't play your girlfriend like that." She said smugly. "And your brother pretended to be you."
Lorcan looked at her with a disgust neither she nor Lysander had ever seen. "I can't believe you're trying to turn this.
Goodbye Faith. This time, don't talk to me again. I can't even believe you." He turned and started for the door.
Faith looked on in surprise. Suddenly, she got angry. "Does it even matter who's who?" she spat in spite.
Lorcan stopped dead in his tracks.
"You're twins. It doesn't matter. At all." she continued.
Lorcan's eyes welled up. He refused to blink; blinking would cause a tear to fall.
"Lo? You know none of that is true, right? I would never-" Lysander walked towards his brother, but he wasn't fast
enough. Lorcan walked out the door before Lysander got to him, his head hanging low to prevent others from seeing.
But Lysander wasn't going to give up. He followed, more he tailed, Lorcan to the Ravenclaw common room entrance.
And slipped in before the door could shut.
...
That's when it happened. Lorcan fell onto the couch and started to cry. Lysander was quick to run to his brother's side
and hold him tight. "I haven't seen him cry since... No! Don't think about it." he thought as he awkwardly hugged Lorcan,
finding himself laying on the sofa next to him. "I'm so sorry Lo. This is all my fault."
"N-No it's no-not." He huffed as he spoke. "Sh-She said we were, we're one in th-the same. I-Is that tru-true?" He trembled.
"It is my fault. I should've been clearer." He finally got himself in a position for a more comfortable hug; hugging Lorcan
around his shoulders and gently petting his hair. "And it's not true. We are not one in the same. We are different. Fuck that
bitch for saying those horrible things to you."
Lorcan flinched at the swearing, but didn't disagree. He just laid and cried it out.
End of Flashback.