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Twin Telepathy

❝And I never thought it would be true that one day I'd have to live without you.❞ In which a connection started at birth remains strong until the bitter end.

Warnings (BC THIS ONE IS TRIGGERING): ⚠️ angst, main character death.

Idk the word count but this one is short

Main Characters: Harry Styles, Edward Styles

There is no smut in this one my loves. I wrote this like 5 years ago and I’m posting it here now. I hope you enjoy and reblog let’s talk about it after you read.xx

5

Age five is when Harry and Edward noticed that they were identical. Age five was the time of development for secret languages, tricks, and pranks pulled on parents, grandparents, and even the teachers at primary school because they could get away with it.

They would even switch classes sometimes.

Harry was always good at maths. He progressed at counting blocks and telling time where Edward was a bit more fuzzy in the subject. However,  Edward could always read and excelled in primary school literature despite the fact that he would throw a tantrum anytime his mum would pull him away from the television in order to for him to read her a bedtime story.

“What time is it Harry?” Their mum would ask knowing full well what the time was herself,  as she took her seat behind the two curly headed boys on the floor who sat helplessly too close to the television. One because he really couldn’t see all that well, the other because he wanted to be close to his brother.

“I’m not Harry! I’m Ed.” Harry laughed cheekily as he told a lie while his brother squinted to look at the cartoon characters on the telly screen.

“Well, Ed,” His mother spoke playing along with his game, “What time is it?”

“Eight o’clock! Time for bed?”

“Thats right!” Their mother laughed, “When did you get so much better at telling time Edward?”

“Uh-oh”

“That’s right, Harry. Uh-oh.” The boy laughed in his mothers arms as she began to tickle and he began to squirm. Edward found it amusing, and because his brother laughed so did he, feeling the same exact joy that his brother did from the top of his head down to his tiny toes. Rushing for his mother in order to save his brother from the tickle monster, Edward pulled Harry from her arms, and for once he didn’t put up a fight when his mother asked him to read to her after he and Harry were dressed in their pajamas.

•••••

10

Ten was the age of growing into your face and the ever present awkward phase that everyone has to go through. By age ten, Harry had to wear braces and Edward wore a pair of glasses thicker than should be allowed. Their pranks didn’t work as well as they used to when they were younger due to the physical tell all’s that adorned their faces, but it didn’t make the boys any less close together. If anything it made them stick together more. Age ten was also the age in which they were constantly bullied.

As the boys walked down the hallways books would be ripped from their hands or feet would be purposely stuck out in order for one to trip. When Edward fell and broke his glasses, Harry had decided that he had, had enough. Edward was angry, furious even, but because he could barely see he couldn’t do much about it. Harry, however, could and the anger that Edward felt radiated off of his twin in hot streams.

“Apologize!” Harry shouted at the much bigger boy, standing his ground though he was much shorter.

“For what?” The boy challenged in a much more condescending tone. He knew what he had done and he was proud of himself for it.

“Apologize to my brother or I’ll– I’ll...”

“You’ll what brace face?!”

“I’ll kick your ass!”

The crowd in the hallway ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’ at the use of Harry’s language as he stood in between Edward and the boy who was much taller. Edward had since put his broken glasses in his pocket as he squinted, tugging at Harry’s arm to get him to walk away from the situation, but Harry wouldn’t budge.

Harry wasn’t prepared for what was to come. As the boy lifted his fist to connect it with Harry’s jaw he was cut short. Before any contact could be made, the boy who was much taller was seated forcefully on the ground holding his bloody nose in his hand, looking up at Edward.  Edward looked down on the bully while flexing his hand open and closed hoping that if he shook it hard enough the pain of breaking someone’s nose would go away.

Harry looked at his twin with shock in his eyes and a smile on his face as Ed continued to shake his hand while all three of the boys were escorted to the principal’s office.

“I thought you couldn’t see?” Harry whispered to his twin  in hopes of a quick explanation.

“I can’t see things that are far away, but that fucker, he was pretty close.”

Harry and Edward both began to laugh as they sat patiently in the principals office for their parents to collect them for their suspension from school.

•••••

15

Fifteen was the age of rebellion, girls, and more argument’s between the boys than usual. They had since grown into their faces and their own personalities and though they were still close, they didn’t see eye to eye on a lot of things. Harry had gotten into sports and school, while Edward had gotten into bands and trouble. The one thing that they did both agree on at the moment however was going to Tash Fraser's birthday party. Although she was two years their senior she had still sent the boys a personal invite. She was turning 17 and this of course would help boost their popularity for the year.

They were already high on the food chain at school for boys of only fifteen years old, and since they had grown into their faces and out of their braces and glasses, they had become rather attractive aside from the baby fat that they still had here and there.

“You ask.” Harry spoke, shoving Edward towards their parents room and grabbing the newspaper out of his hands, disturbing him from his place at the table as he read while flicking his brand new tongue ring against his teeth. Harry didn't care if Ed was angered by his rude interuption. He was older after all even if it was only by two minutes. Edward should do as he said.

“Why would I ask?! I just got off of punishment. I’ll be lucky if I can go anywhere. If I ask, dad will take one look at me and say no. No doubt I'll go anyway, but I'd rather do it without having to sneak. Leave me alone and give me my shit back! If you wanna go so bad you ask asshole!” Edward pushed his twin back, both of them equally aggravated by the other.

“We won’t be able to go anywhere if mum and dad hear you cussing! Fat chance on sneaking out with your big mouth!” Harry spoke aggressively above a whisper to his brother, making himself be heard.

Edward pulled his tongue ring between his teeth, playing with it and making Harry cringe before he nodded his head up and down in agreement.

“So what are we going to do?” Harry asked as if he were fresh out of ideas though he really didn’t bother to think of any.

“We’ll make them breakfast.” Edward spoke quickly, thinking on his toes much to Harry’s approval. And so they did, buttering their parents up with toast, pancakes, tomatoes, sausage, and bacon in order to get a simple, “alright” from their mother and father.

“You have to be home no later than one thirty!” Their mom reminded them as they headed out the door, riding with a mutual friend in order to make their way to the party.

“We’ll be home by twelve.” Harry yelled back jokingly earning a slap to the back of the head from his brother.

As the night went on, the music grew louder and the illegal activity had gotten more out of hand. Drinks of the alcoholic kind had been passed around, and though both Harry and Edward had one or two, neither of them dared to get drunk, knowing full well that their mother would be up waiting for them to get back.

“It’s one fifteen.” Harry spoke looking at his silver wrist watch that Edward had gotten him as a gift on their thirteenth birthday. “We should get ready to leave soon.”

Edward nodded his head in agreement as he looked around the crowded room for their friend. Hoping that he was sober enough to take them home. When he spotted him and told him that he was ready to go, their friend agreed to drive them even though Harry had notice the stumble in his step.

“Nuh uh, Edward. He’s drunk out of his mind.” Harry spoke to his twin, but was ignored as soon as the words left his lips.

“I can’t get in trouble again Harry. He’s fine we just live right up the street. It won’t take us long to get home. It’s fine.” Edward began to walk towards the car, but as soon as he took a step Harry pulled him back.

“Ed no! Why don’t you ever listen?!”

“Harry! If you want to stay here and get in trouble with dad because you’re not home in time then fine! Stay! I’ve just been freed and I’m not gonna be grounded again over something as stupid as this! I’ll see you when you get home.”

Harry let his brother go tired of arguing back and forth. There was no arguing with Ed and no point in trying to get him to think clearly when he had gotten an idea of his own.

Twenty more minutes passed before Harry had found a sober soul in the party who was willing to take him home. He hadn’t been drinking again, but he had the worst headache that he’d ever had in his life and it felt like it would split him clean in two if he didn’t get home and lie down. As they got in the car they traveled down the road only to see that it was blocked, a sudden panic started to set in. Harry’s head pounded worse and his mouth went dry and before the police got the chance to turn them in the opposite direction, Harry saw the car that Edward was in wrapped around a tree as if it were a flimsy piece of  aluminum foil.

•••••

20

Today Harry was twenty and though this was considered to be an age of a milestone in life, he didn’t celebrate it in the traditional way. Harry hadn’t celebrated any birthday since fifteen because he saw no point in it. Instead of throwing a party or hanging out with friends, every year since after his fifteenth birthday, Harry would go to the cemetery in Cheshire so that he could be close to his brother.

Today was a day of remembrance.

As Harry sat against the cold granite headstone that represented Edward, he thought of the time that they spent together while he was living. Harry was thankful that he was in a fairly secluded area because he would talk to Ed and tell him about the things that went on in his day and as he thought about his brother, he would laugh out loud when he would remember a prank that they pulled when they were younger, like when Harry dressed up as Edward for an hour at school just so that he could take his maths test for him. Their mum was so proud of Edward for passing with flying colors.

Or when Edward would run into Harry’s room and pretend to be him when they were supposed to be sleeping. Harry had a girlfriend at the time and would sneak out of his room at night to go see her, where they would make out under a tree. Harry realised that he had never thanked Ed for that so he did it now. A simple “thank you” left his lips before he fell silent and his eyes began to water. Because this was a day of remembrance, Harry would also remember the day that he lost his best friend.

Harry remembered the waiting.

Waiting in the oddly cold  room at the hospital with his mum and dad as doctors rushed about doing everything they could in order to save his brother.

Harry remembered the tears.

Tears that rolled down the faces of his family and himself as he rocked back and forth in his chair with with his hands clasped together tightly, saying a silent prayer that Ed would somehow walk out of the emergency room with maybe only a couple of stitches here and there.

Harry remembered the screams.

The deafening screams that came from his mother, his father, and himself when the doctor came out of the operating room and said that Edwards heart had given up and that his poor body was too weak to put up a fight.

Most of all, Harry remembered how he already knew that Edward was gone before the doctor came to announce it. His head had stopped hurting and his stomach was in knots, but he could no longer feel that strange connection that he and Edward shared since before he could remember and since age five, the age that he and Edward realized that they were identical.

Harry sat against Edward’s tombstone and allowed his tears to fall uninhibitedly, ridding himself of the pain that he felt everytime he thought about that fateful day. And though it hurt that he no longer had Edward around physically, he wasn’t sad anymore because he knew that he was there in spirit. The feeling that Harry felt was more overwhelming  because everytime he thought about it, he could barely believe it.

He never thought it would be true that he would have to live a day without his best friend, his brother, his twin.

[hyphypmic]

Hypmic at Hogwarts

Thank you to the lovely anon that requested this!  

So, for this I decided to ignore their actual ages and just assume they’re all students with the exception of Jakurai, Hifumi, Doppo, Jyuto and Riou because they give out the professor vibe

Ichiro

Gryffindor pride all the way

Is not part of the golden trio (Harry, Ron and Hermionie), but is pretty close to Harry because of Quidditch

Is co-captain of the Quiddich team

Very much involves himself in fights against the Dark Lord

Very much involves himself in fights with Samatoki

Usually calls Harry out for his stupidity

Studies with Hermionie and doesn’t do half bad in his classes

Half-blood King, because Ichiro is king

However, only gets half-blood taunts from Malfoy, not from Samatoki

Hates bullies and stands up to Malfoy and calls him out sometimes

But he also tries to understand the boy

Calls out Harry when he’s being too hard on Malfoy and blatantly exposing that he’s obsessed with Malfoy and might have a small crush (sorry not sorry I’m a Drarry shipper)

Chaser on the Gryffindor team!

Jiro

Gryffindor also

Loves hanging around the Weasley twins and targets their siblings together

Helps run their joke shop

Sells the Weasley products like they’re drugs

Ron Weasley level of I don’t give a fuck about studies

Teachers: Jiro Yamada? I hate him

“MR. YAMADA PLEASE PUT THAT SPRAY CAN DOWN THIS MINUTE”

Vandalizes nicely enough so that it becomes decoration

Is on the Quidditch team as a beater

Forbidden forest? Third floor corridor? Filtch’s office? He’s been everywhere

Hogsmeade with no letter? Sure!

Ladies love him, though he’s kind of shy about it

Is the type to sleep in class

Skips divination on purpose

Hermione puts up with him only because she puts up with Ron and loves Fred and George

Saburo

Ravenclaw because he leaves the stupidity bravery to his brothers

Pretty close to Hermione even if they’re years apart

Adores Jakurai as the head of house and professor

Is bullied by Slytherins, but Ichiro and Jiro both deal with it

Samatoki also deals with it before it can happen because if anything, he understands sibling love

Teacher’s pet, and all the teachers love him

Gets along with the ghosts also

Top of his year, one of the most brilliant students

Insecure about the fact that his brothers are gryffindor and he’s a ravenclaw, but his brothers are so proud of him

Tutors students and they appreciate it

Gives the cutest valentines

Favorite subject is charms

McGonagall loves him

Samatoki

Slytherin (slytherin my bed please)

Same year as Ichiro and the Golden Trio

Isn’t that much of a delinquent, more of those really badass slytherins

Has a gang, but not like Malfoy’s. His gang is made up of different people in different houses

Not afraid to be bad, but protects those who can’t help themselves (only looks bad to Ichiro, even if like... he isn’t actually evil)

Try as Harry might, he can’t find a reason to find Samatoki evil (onlybthing he can get at us the tattoo and red eyes and white hair)

Never follows the dress code

Smokes, but doesn’t share his cigarettes/pipes a lot

Nemu is a hufflepuff, so really he protects her with his life

Any boy that goes on a date with her is dead

One of the only slytherins to not join up Malfoy with the Dark Lord

Legit a Slytherin because of the want for power character, not because of deceit

The exception to the rule that no slytherin comes out bad

Doesn’t give a flying fuck about the rules

Chaser on the Quidditch team

Calls out Malfoy for his shit and is unafraid to take a stand

Incredible at defense against the dark arts

Joins DA, along with his gang, if there’s one thing he and Ichiro agree with is that Voldemort is evil

Jyuto

Slytherin (please. my bed.)

Kinkiest fucker on the planet

Charms for the bed, has love potions

Knows how to manipulate

Good at blackmailing people

Is in Samatoki’s gang even if he is a teacher

Potions professor, even if he is one of the younger professors, like he impressed Snape of all people and was his star pupil

Has a job open for Magical Law Enforcement, but he’ll join up when the fight against Voldemort is over

He has an internship though in the ministry, that’s why he’s part time in Hogwarts

The more preferable potions teacher

Why does he have so many potions involving rabbits

Would spy for Dumbledore’s army

Good at Occulumency

Students actually have a crush on him and other teachers are either jealous or roll their eyes

When he goes to Hogsmeade, he goes to three broomsticks and drinks fire whisky instead of butterbeer

Cheers for Samatoki on the Quidditch team

Riou

Quidditch coach along with Madam Hooch

Care for Magical Creatures with Hagrid

From the Gryffindor house

Survival cooking that only Hagrid appreciates

House elves basically HATE HIM because the one time they let him cook, he served roadkill (to be fair it tasted good, but the house elves could not condone serving that to Dumbledore)

Helps out in the fight against Voldemort

Knows the ins and outs of the forbidden forest

Actually stays in the forbidden forest

Is friends with Firenze and the other centaurs respect him

He is one with the earth and knows a lot about Astronomy

The one time students caught him shirtless, they have a picture of him chopping wood in front of Hagrid’s cabin

This picture has circulated a lot

Jyuto has a copy of said photo

Riou never finds out about the photo

Used to be the scariest goalkeeper on the Gryffindor Quidditch team

Drinks with Hagrid

Not just alcohol

But tea, like he makes the tea Hagrid likes

Loves Fang (Hagrid’s dog) and takes care of Cerberus, was very attached to Norbert the dragon and Buckbeak

Rides hippogriffs when he can

Can actually call on the unicorns, and was ready to kill Quirrell when found out that he was the one killing the unicorns

Also friends with Madam Sprout and surprisingly, Neville Longbottom because they all love plants

Ramuda

BIGGEST SLYTHERIN EVER

During the sorting ceremony, everyone expected him to be in Hufflepuff but before the hat even touched his head, he was placed in Slytherin

Annoys the hell out of everyone in every other house, makes the other slytherins look tame (even Samatoki)

Actually sides with Malfoy

Yep has the dark mark before everyone else

Can unwittingly recruit people to join the Dark Lord

Deceives everyone with his cutesy attitude

Professors are very sketched out by him

Jakurai hates him the most because he is so noisy during transfiguration

You can definitely find him in Honeydukes

Actually adds more sugar to butterbeer

Eats all of the trectacle tart on the train

And the pumpkin pies

The chocolate frogs

Enjoys all of Bertie Botts every flavour beans

Malfoy loves using Ramuda, but Ramuda is just using him for money and closer connections to the dark lord

Good at hexes

Has blackmail on everyone

Dice

That one Gryffindor who begs for money

Pawns off muggle goods for money

Schedules gambling dates with Hagrid

Hagrid always wins, but then sometimes loses on purpose so that Dice wouldn’t be broke all the time

Is dating that lying Slytherin boy that never tells the truth, but always has the best wizarding fashion sense

Can’t afford anything so the Slytherin boy pays for all his stuff

Wears the same ratty robe all the time

Wears new robes on occasion thanks to that Slytherin boy

Plays music all the time

Doesn’t care really about the subjects in school

Though he kind of likes care of magical creatures

The train lady really gives him food because he’s wasting away

The house elves love him because he eats so much and more importantly, keeps Riou away from the kitchens

Literally has one coin in gringotts

On the quidditch team, but has the worst broom ever

Gentaro

Slytherin (why are there so many slytherins)

Is that Slytherin boy

The only person besides saburo and Hermione granger that enjoys History of Magic with professor binns

Can do a really good professor binns impression

Can do a really good umbridge impression

Lies so well

Sometimes covers for Harry

Really helps out dice covertly

Is literally dice’s guardian devil

Loves teasing Dice but if anyone else does, they’re so dead

Writes for fun and has the longest essays ever

Though most of those essays are with made up knowledge that he just infers

For some odd reason is good at divination

Has the best outfits whenever there is a dance

Actually helps dice pawn off the muggle goods

Loves astronomy so much

Waxes poetic about astronomy

Astronomy

Jakurai

Ravenclaw house head with Flitwick

The height difference is quite comical

Literally best friends with Minerva McGonagall

Has the patience of a god

Gets along with the ghosts except the bloody baron

Peeves is afraid of Jakurai for good reasons

Loves Hermione and sometimes gives her hair care tips

Malfoy somehow gets a hold of these tips

Snape also gets a hold of these tips and one day his hair just stops being greasy

No one calls name a greasy slime ball anymore because his hair just levelled up

Helps out Madam Pomfrey in the infirmary

Has that calming presence that would make anyone want to drink skele-gro

Very kind and compassionate

Hates the hell out of Ramuda every time he fucks up a spell in transfiguration on purpose

The other Transfigurations teacher

The hotter transfiguration teacher

The hot teacher who isn’t Jyuto or Hifumi or Riou

The hot teacher that fucking sings in his spare time

If you catch him on the dance floor, he’s graceful as fuck

Dumbledore might have a crush on him (can you blame him honestly)

Hates the dark lord

Parts the crowd like moses parts the Red Sea

Holds consultations and private tutoring sessions for students

More defensive when it comes to dueling

However can be aggressive

Master of the spells without speech

Has the best hair

Doppo

Hufflepuff (bc he’s so precious but a bit overworked)

The stressed teacher

Herbology because it’s not that stressful, but it still manages to be stressful

Is the one that gets crowded on by the students

Loves herbology with professor sprout

Sometimes a nervous wreak around students

I take it back always a nervous wreak

Is dating that really hot blonde teacher

No wait they’re married

Sits beside him on the house table

Dumbledore and Doppo sometimes talk gay- well no Dumbledore talks to Doppo about his insecurities but gay too yes

Usually can be seen in the faculty dying

Apologises a lot to students

Students actually love him and will defend anyone who calls him a useless klutz

Got actually gifts from students and some supportive love letters

Teachers remember him fondly because he does well and he really is just very insecure

He works so hard

Teachers even offer to take workload off of him, even if he takes more workload (this man has substituted for almost all the classes in Hogwarts)

Cares about the fight against Voldemort and helps when he can

Gets along with Neville Longbottom

Is a big supporter of Neville Longbottom

Really helps neville with herbology

Hifumi

Hufflepuff (bc if anything he’s Cedric Diggory level heartthrob)

Also kind of a Gilderoy Lockhart (with the looks) with more substance

Usually has a trail of students behind him

Although if he’s not in his robes, he is deathly afraid of the other female professors

So all the male professors make fun of him, but then Jakurai steps in and with a few words they back off

Gets along though with Madam Sprout though because plants are fun

Also has an amazing fashion sense

Can be found wherever there is a stressed redhead with blue highlights

Teaches divination and helps with the frog choir and Muggle Music

Has to wear his suit or at least cast a charm on himself to help with his gynophobia

Loves his stressed husband to death

Takes his stressed husband on dates around the castle

If you saw them in the Yule Ball, they were so cute on the dance floor that Dumbledore was fangirling

The Gilderoy Lockheart everyone loves

Treats his students out and really cares about his students

Does not neglect anyone

Though if you ask for consultation, you really have to schedule it, especially if you’re a girl because really he’s gonna run if you knock at his door

Gets fanmail

Loves conjuring roses