"Twin's are telepathic. Can't you, like, read each others' minds and stuff?"
Truth is, Parvati and Padma were sisters. Just sisters. They never seemed to have that bond – where they knew each others' thoughts, knew them better than they knew themselves. They weren't two parts of a whole, they were completely separate beings.
"No," Parvati would tell Lavender, "I can't. It doesn't work like that."
Maybe it was because Parvati was a Gryffindor and Padma a Ravenclaw; they didn't share the same living space, or the same common room, and most of the times didn't even have classes with each other.
Parvati thought it was because they didn't focus on their similarities, and instead, focused on their differences, so they became distant and developed their own taste – in everything, really.
Sometimes Parvati would want to be a little closer to her sister, especially when Lavender was off snogging some bloke and she'd be by herself… but that was the way things were. They weren't twins in all senses but DNA, and maybe sometimes Parvati would wish for it to change, but it never would and that was the way it was.
Word Count: 191
Written for;
The Fantastic Beasts Challenge, category knarl