Lysander was sitting on the loveseat in the den, waiting for his father to get home. As soon as they had arrived home, Luna had sent a flustered letter to her husband about Lysander’s ‘incident.’ She kept going on about how embarrassed she had been, and how she never would have thought her sweet little darling would do such a thing. Just then, Lysander’s father, Rolf Scamander, stepped through the door. He hung his coat and sighed.
–Lysander?†Lysander took in a deep breath and stood. He slowly walked down the corridor.
–Yes, father?†he asked cautiously. His father had never been one to get angry, even when him and Lorcan had experimented on the cat and given her a tail ten times as long as normal. Rolf motioned for Lysander to follow him into the kitchen. They both sat at the table.
–You’ve made a dangerous enemy, son.†Rolf gave Lysander a gentle look. Lysander clasped his hands in his lap and nodded. –What in Merlin’s name got you so worked up?†Lysander didn’t look up.
–He was making fun of my family. He called us ‘loony’.†Rolf gazed at his son, his expression soft.
–Ly...I’m happy you’re willing to stand up for your family, but I can’t have you throwing punches whenever you hear a rude comment! When you start doing that, you become just as low as your enemy, or even lower.â€
–But Father, he called you an ‘animal-loving loon’!†Lysander looked up. His father’s grandfather was Newt Scamander, and was quite famous for his work with magical creatures. Rolf sighed and leaned back in the chair. Then he smiled.
–I’ve been called worse, Ly.†He winked at his son. –Now, I better get down to business before your mother takes over, and Merlin knows she’ll just start going on about Nargles.†He cleared his throat and looked at his son. –I better not hear of any more fighting, young man. Am I understood?†Lysander nodded briskly. –Good. Go on, now.†Rolf waved his hand in dismissal. Lysander scampered up the stairs and to his room, where Lorcan was waiting for him.
–So, how much trouble did you get into?†Lorcan looked at his brother.
–None. Now let’s keep working on that Veritaserum.†Lorcan nodded, digressing the situation. The twins headed over to their experiment table in the corner of Lysander’s room. They added a few things to the serum, then suddenly it started to bubble unusually. Lorcan’s eyes widened and he looked at his brother.
–Uhh...Ly...that doesn’t look right.†Lysander shook his head and checked the recipe again.
–Oh, no. Duck!â€It was too late. The Veritaserum exploded and splattered everywhere, covering the twins from head to toe in the clear liquid.
–Oh, yuck!†Lorcan flicked his hands to fling the serum off. Just then, Luna opened the door.
–Boys! Din-what’s happened in here?†Luna sighed. The twins slowly turned and simultaneously laughed nervously.
–Uh...Hi, Mum,†they both said. Rolf came up the stairs, took one look at his sons and the room and started laughing.
6 days later, King’s Cross Station, Platform 9 ¾, about half past 10
Lysander was staring in awe of the Hogwarts Express. His brother nudged him and Lysander looked where he was pointing. He was pointing at Harry Potter and his children. Luna gently pushed his hand down.
–Pointing is rude, Lorcan. They’re people, not zoo animals.†Lorcan sighed. The train sounded for everyone to board, and the twins hugged their parents quickly and jumped onto the train.
–Have a good term!†Luna called after them. Rolf waved at them. The twins waved quickly and disappeared onto the train. Lysander looked over at his brother and they sat down in an empty compartment. A few moments later, a few more first years asked if they could sit there. Lysander recognized two of them right away. He looked at Lorcan, who seemed to be thinking the same. Lysander looked at one of the familiar ones, a boy with black hair.
–You’re Albus Potter.†He looked over at a girl with ginger hair. –And you’re Rose Weasley.†Then he looked from his brother to the last one, a short girl with brown pigtails. –We don’t know who you are.†He watched as Rose slowly nodded and the other girl blushed and looked away. Albus blinked.
–I know I am...And who might you two be?â€
Lysander grinned and the twins stood.
–Lysander Scamander.â€
–Lorcan Scamander. As you can see, we’re twins.†Albus looked from Lorcan to Lysander.
–I’ve noticed. How do you know us? Other than our parents being famous and all. Your last name sounds familiar...†Albus trailed off. Lysander smirked.
–Our parents were friends. Well, m y mother and your parents, anyway.†Lysander sighed and Lorcan nodded.
–Our mother is Luna Lovegood. Perhaps you’ve heard of her?†Lysander cocked his head, Lorcan immediately following suit, waiting for Albus’ answer.
–Oh, yes. Now I remember. You were at the Weasley Christmas party last year, weren’t you?†Albus sat down across from them, next to Rose. The other girl was still standing.
–Sometimes it’s better not to know so much,†Lysander sighed mysteriously. Lorcan narrowed his eyes at his brother.
–Lysander, is that really necessary?†Lorcan berated his brother. Lysander ignored him and turned to the unknown girl.
–And who might you be?†The girl’s eyes widened.
–A-Amaryah...Longbottom.†She held up a toad. –A-And this is Cleo.†Lysander nodded.
–Right.†He sighed and sat.
–Perhaps you’ve met my brother?†Amaryah piped. –He’s with his friend Scorpius.†Lysander’s expression darkened.
–No. I’d rather not.â€
Amaryah smiled, not seeming to be fazed at all. –Okay!†she squeaked and sat down. Lysander sat down and looked out the window, just hoping they’d be there soon.
Inconceivable Me by Kreacher Feacher
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