(Adrian)
I groaned softly to myself, finally feeling the aftereffects of the fight with the troll as I slipped into my dorm. "You're getting back late..." Draco sneered from the bed that sat across from mine.
"Yes, I am getting home late Draco...I don't wanna fucking hear it."
"Where the bloody hell did you go then?" he demanded, snapping the book he was closed shut and leveling me with a stern, yet mildly curious gaze.
"No, cause I saw Ron and Harry -"
"Who?"
"Pottah and Weasley! Does that make it easier for you to discern who I'm talking about? Yeah, I saw them going down to the dungeons, so I followed cause knowing them, they were up to no good and I was right."
"Why would you follow Potter and Weasley? You're going to ruin the House's reputation doing stupid shit like that."
"Keep talking bitch. I know where you sleep, the bed right across from mine." He glared at me and sniffed in disdain but said nothing. "Yeah, don't play with me bitch you'll wake up with pink hair." He rolled his eye as I fell into my too exhausted to worry about anything other than sleep.
(Sylvr)
I pushed the door to the girl's dorm room open and stepped inside. Most of the other girls were asleep, aside from Pansy Parkinson, the girl that had been with Draco this morning at breakfast, and who I had the unfortunate displeasure of bunking with. Her bed was the one right beside mine and when I walked in, she looked up from the book she was reading. "And where the hell have you been?" She demanded.
"What's it to ya?" I sighed and rolled my shoulders trying to ease the discomfort and I felt Adrian become irritated over something, and presumed that someone, probably Draco, had been waiting up for him as well.
"It matters because I want to win the House cup again and you and your brother can't seem to stop losing us house points." She spat as I rolled my eyes
"Pansy, I am in no mood for your bullshit tonight, I just helped take down a troll what makes you think I won't knock your ass tonight as well?" I said
"You? You expect me to believe that you fought a troll?" I ignored her, which must have pissed her off even more because she jumped off her bed to grab my arm and turn me to face her...when she did, she found the tip of my wand at her throat and froze immediately.
"Listen Pansy...I couldn't give five fucks or a bucket of chicken if Slytherin wins the house cup, furthermore I couldn't give a rats ass about you or what you think of me or my brother but let's get one thing perfectly fucking clear...if you touch me again I will send your ass to the middle of the god damn Forbidden Forest and make no mistake they will not find your body...ever! Have I made myself, in way unclear?" For a moment the two of us glared at each other in mutual hatred and she finally nodded once. "Good, now from this day...do not fucking bother me. I will go about my day and you will go about yours and if you ever feel fucking froggy and want to test me...well you know where to me." I lowered my want and after quickly changing out of my robes I climbed into bed, Phantom hopped up on the bed as well and curled up beside my face to sleep...The next morning Phantom woke me by gently butting me on the cheek with his head.
Time for breakfast Sylvr... He purred and I smiled as I ran a hand down his back, his fur as always seemed almost to light to be fur. It was like running my hand through a mild but dry fog and it was so black that when I petted him, my hand disappeared entirely, hence the name Shadow Cat. I groaned as I pushed myself up, feeling the repercussions of the "Battle of the Troll" for not just myself but for Adrian as well.
Are you alright? Phantom asked and I smiled at him.
Yeah, I'm alright, Adrian's tired though...I think he stayed up late studying Potions again. Come on, we need to head out. I stood, stretched and quickly donned my uniform before darting out of the dorms and heading for the Great Hall. As Phantom and I were just about to enter Harry, Ron and Hermione appeared beside me.
"Oh, hey guys...Hermione are you feeling, ok?" I asked as I stopped to talk to them.
"Yeah, I'm fine now...but you look a little rough. Did the troll hurt you last night and you not tell anyone?"
"No it's not that...um have any of you heard of a thing called "Twin Telepathy?"
"Yeah...well kind of. My brothers Fred and George are always saying they wished that it would kick in for them because it'd be so much easier to get into their hijinks if they had it...why?" Ron mumbled
"Well, it is a thing but not a lot of twins have and there are varying degress of it depending on any number of things. It could just be as simple as knowing something is wrong with your twin even if you're in a different room or country or whatever, to knowing that they had been hurt somehow."
"You and Adrian have this?" Harry asked curiously and I nodded
"Yeah, sure do." Adrian said as he joined the four of us. Suddenly he and I turned to Harry and Ron and simultaneously smacked the both of them in the back of the head.
"Oi!" Ron cried
"Ow! Hey what was that for?" Harry demanded as the two of them rubbed the back of their heads.
"That..." Adrian said as he crossed his arms and leveled them with a stern gaze that would have made Professors Snape and McGonagall proud. "Was for making Hermione cry yesterday, now apologize and don't do it again!" They stared at the two of us for a moment and then turned to Hermione.
"Sorry..."
"Yeah, sorry Hermione." She stifled a laugh and hide a smile behind her hand as she turned to Adrian and I.
"You mentioned different degrees of the twin thing...how deep does your...um...?" She trailed off
"You can call it a link," I offered
"Yes, link. How deep does your link go?" She asked quietly.
"It's deep. I mean Adrian and I have the whole I know when my twin is upset or hurting thing but..." This time I trailed off and looked at Adrian for help.
"But it's more than that, we know the exact emotion that the other is feeling. Be it anger, frustration, happiness, joy, being silly, etc. We can also talk to one another, distance doesn't matter, no matter where she is I can always contact Sylvr and vice versa...and we can feel what the other is feeling."
"What?" The three of them chorused as they stared at us in confusion
"Well...if one of you were to punch her in the ribs not only would she feel it, obviously so since she was just punched in the ribs, but I would also feel it. And sometimes when one of us is injured the other twin will receive the same injury..." We watched as their confusion turned to slight horror.
"So...so basically..."
"Basically, each one of us is feeling double of what you guys are feeling because we are feeling it not just for ourselves but for the other twin as well." Adrian said then glanced over his shoulder and sighed. "Come on...we need to eat before breakfast is over." With that he turned and re-entered the Great Hall, Phantom trotting along behind him, tail twitching. And thus, a routine was born, Adrian and I would eat breakfast together, and nine times out of ten we were sat next to Draco, and I would have to listen to him act like a prick. One the days when Adrian was having a low/no spoons day is usually when he or myself would say something to Draco to shut up, or whenever he was being particularly mean.
After breakfast we'd go to class, and finally got somewhat better at navigating the school and showing to class almost entirely on time. During this time, we made a few friends but preferred to spend most of our days in the library reading or out on the grounds fishing in the lake or swimming with the giant squid when it was warm enough to do so.
(Later that year)
"No, I'm being fucking serious! I swear to God, Professor Quirrell's turban sneezed...it sneezed...why are you laughing? I'm being serious...no this isn't a prank" I watched as Adrian tried to convince a group of our classmates that he had in fact seen and heard Professor Quirrell's turban sneeze as we left the DADA class just now...and it was not going the way he was wanting it go. He whirled around to stare at me intently.
Hey, I believe you, brother... but convincing a group of other children that the DADA Professor, scared of his own shadow, has something under his turban that sneezed is different. They're either going to think you're insane or believe that he has something tucked up in there to protect him from something or other...like the garlic. He pouted and stomped off towards the Great Hall sulking quietly. Hours later I sat in the Slytherin common room waiting...eventually I heard his soft footfalls and smirked. Of course he was going to find proof that he was right.
"Want some company?" I whispered as he entered the common room and started towards the exit. He jumped and clapped a hand over his heart.
"What the fuck are you doing scarin me like that?" He hissed as I made my way over to him.
"Adrian...I'm a lot of things but stupid isn't one of them. You are convinced that you heard the turban sneeze, you know you're right, but no one believes you and that aggravates the living hell out of you. Of course you were gonna sneak off to get proof. Now do you want some company or not?"
"... I hate you..."
"No, you don't" I said.
"No, I don't." he said laughing softly as the two of us left the Slytherin Common rooms and snuck through the halls. "Fucking laugh at me..."
"You're muttering..." I whispered as I peeked around a corner.
"I'll show them." He replied and stepped around the corner only to bump into something, fall back into me and then the two of us fell to the floor. "Fuckin...what did I just run into?" I looked around but didn't see anything.
"I-I don't know..."
"Hominom revealio..." Adrian muttered and suddenly Harry, Ron and Hermione appeared before us.
"YOU THREE? AGAIN? "Yeah, common courtesy you knock someone down you help em up, give us a hand" Adrian demanded, and Harry grabbed his hand while Ron grabbed mine and they pulled us back onto our feet.
"Thank you." I said, brushing myself off "Now, what the fuck are you three doing out of bed?" I hissed
"What are you two doing out of bed?" Harry demanded quietly.
"What are we doing out of bed?" Adrian asked as he ran his hand through his hair. "I... Professor Quirrell's turban sneezed, and nobody believes me-"
"I believe you..." I muttered
"So, we were sneaking down to his rooms to get evidence...okay what – I asked you first!" Adrian said defensively.
"The-the third floor...You mean the-the one we were expressly told not to g on...that floor?" I asked incredulously as the three of them nodded in unison. Adrian sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Well...we're coming with ya cause last time you almost got killed by a troll." With that the five of us slipped under Harry's invisibility cloak and made our way to the third floor. Once there Harry, Ron and Hermione led Adrian and I to a door that Hermione quickly unlocked, and we all slipped in.
"Yeah, someone wanna explain to me why we went to the forbidden floor and opened an obviously locked d-oh..." Adrian trailed off as he turned and noticed what I'd noticed moments earlier...a massively large three headed dog lay asleep on the floor. "Oh...that's a big ass dog..."
"Why is there a big ass dog?" I whispered anxiously watching to make sure it didn't wake up.
"And a harp? Why is there a harp...don't walk towards the big three headed...have you never heard of Cerberus?" Adrian whispered as Harry, Ron and Hermione quietly walked towards the beast. I groaned softly and we followed them, to see them standing before a trap door in the floor that they were opening.
"What are you doing? Don't open the door...you're gonna wa...ke...up...Spike...nice doggy...fuckin move!" Adrian said before he jumped into the trap door, closely followed by me Harry, Ron and Hermione. When we landed, we fell on something soft, Adrain looked at me in mild panic and I said.
"That could have been very bad...we are lucky that whatever is on the floor is soft...and move...and moving! WHY IS IT MOVING" Adrian, Harry, Ron and I began to struggle against the plant as it wrapped itself around us.
"Stop moving...its Devil's Snare..." Hermione said from Adrian's right.
"Oh yes...great Hermione...Devil's Snare...that solves all of our problems...WHERE ARE YOU G- OH MY GOD SHE SUNK" I stared at the spot that Hermione had disappeared through in abject horror and began to struggle even harder against the tenacious plant as Adrian's panic muttering tripled in speed. "Devil's Snare...Devil's Snare, what did Sprout say about Devil's Snare? Oh...Um...It's deadly fun...but it..sulks in the sun...oh LUMOS" Adrian's wand exploded in light and the Devil's Snare retreated immediately allowing Harry, Ron, Adrian and I to fall to the ground below where Hermione stood.
I pulled myself up and braced myself against the wall as Adrian lay on the ground where he had fallen, gasping for air. "I hate all of you..." I muttered as Adrian pulled himself to his feet and looked at the three Gryffindors.
"There is never a dull moment with you three is there?...How the fuck are we gonna get out of here?"
"What's that noise?" I asked and the others fell silent. "Is that...wings?"
"Only one way to find out..." Harry said as he made his way towards the door at the other end of the room that the sound was coming from.
"Oh no, yeah. Let's go towards the ominous flapping. That's a great idea." Ron rolled his eyes as the five of us made our way through the door.