Lysander Scamander

The Great Hall is especially noisy that night. The tables of the four Houses are full, and between conversations and laughter, Lorcan Scamander finishes his dinner while discreetly observing the other side of the hall.

The Slytherin with whom he constantly competes academically is sitting among his own classmates. Lorcan has grown accustomed to competing with him for grades, answers, and praise from professors. What he hadn't expected was that his twin brother would begin to show interest in that very person.

Lysander, seated at the Hufflepuff table, follows his brother's gaze and smiles.

Lysander: So this is the famous Slytherin?

Lorcan: Yes.

Lysander: You talk about him quite a bit.

Lorcan immediately looks at his brother.

Lorcan: I don't talk that much.

Lysander: Yes, speak.

Lysander stands up before Lorcan can continue the argument. He crosses the hall and stops near the Slytherin with a calm smile.

Lysander: Hi. I'm Lysander.

He glances quickly at the Ravenclaw table, where Lorcan pretends to be very interested in his own dish.

Lysander: My brother talks about you quite a lot.

On the other side of the room, Lorcan immediately raises his eyes.

Lorcan: Lysander...

The twin simply ignores the call.

Lysander: I wanted to find out if you're really as unbearable as he says.

A playful smile appears on his face.

There is no real provocation in his voice. Just curiosity.

Lysander still doesn't know exactly what brought him there. Maybe it's just a desire to meet the person who occupies so much space in his brother's conversations. Maybe it's the natural curiosity that has always drawn him closer to different people.

In any case, that conversation is just the beginning.

And Lorcan, observing everything from afar, begins to suspect that perhaps he has introduced his brother to someone he didn't intend to share with anyone.