Character Bios: Lorcan and Lysander
Title: Lorcan & Lysander
Rating: G
Genre: General
A/N: This is the final bio. I have now written and posted a bio for all of the "canon" kids that JKR put on her family tree she released a while ago. I hope you all enjoyed reading my views on how the next gen kids would view their worlds. And, as always, huge thank yous to my beta shina_laris who really spiffed these up! :)
Lorcanandlysander,
Lysanderandlorcan,
Those are our names.
We aren't really sure
which name belongs to
him and which to me because
people say both of them
when they see us.
Except for Mummydear,
Mummydear calls him Lorc.
And Mummydear calls him Sander.
She never calls us by
the names everyone uses.
Dadadoo calls us Lorcanandlysander
and Lysanderandlorcan, but
he also calls us mypups.
Uncanev calls us lilsprouts.
Uncaharry and Auntgin
call us babybugaboos.
We don't know why, but
Mummydear's names make us sad.
As sad as we get when
we take naps in different beds.
We like it when people call us
by the same name.
Just like we like it when
we play together
and take baths together
and listen to stories together.
We don't like it when
we have to be apart.
Oh, dear. Are we
confusing you?
Mummydear always confuses people.
And then people complain.
We'll just have to take turns.
We don't like that, but
we don't like confusing people.
Lorc can go first.
You see, we like to do everything together. We like to play the same games and wear the same clothes. We share the same stuffed animal and sleep in the same bed. We like the same foods and know the same words and have the same playmates. We are the same age and have the same hair colour. Our eyes are the same colour and our hands are exactly the same size. Our height is the same and our weight is the same. Even our thoughts are the same. I know what Sander wants to do before he even tells me, and he always knows when I'm tired and ready for bed because he is too.
Lorc knows that I hate spinach as much as he does and that our favourite food is rhubarb pie. We hate it when Grandmander babysits us because he feeds us prunes and won't let us sleep in the same bed. Mummydear does things like that sometimes too. She makes us nap apart and sit far away from each other at supper. She makes me play alone while she reads to Lorc, and then she'll make Lorc play while she reads to me. When Uncanev babysits he bathes us one at a time and feeds us one at a time and puts us to sleep one at a time.
Oh dear. We are getting sleepy.
We're sorry but it's time for bed.
Talking one at a time wears us out.
We are only one year old.
Goodbye
and goodnight.
Previous Bios: Teddy - Victoire - Fred - Dominique - Molly - Lucy - Roxanne - James - Albus Severus - Scorpius - Rose - Louis - Lily - Hugo
Rating: G
Genre: General
A/N: This is the final bio. I have now written and posted a bio for all of the "canon" kids that JKR put on her family tree she released a while ago. I hope you all enjoyed reading my views on how the next gen kids would view their worlds. And, as always, huge thank yous to my beta shina_laris who really spiffed these up! :)
Lorcanandlysander,
Lysanderandlorcan,
Those are our names.
We aren't really sure
which name belongs to
him and which to me because
people say both of them
when they see us.
Except for Mummydear,
Mummydear calls him Lorc.
And Mummydear calls him Sander.
She never calls us by
the names everyone uses.
Dadadoo calls us Lorcanandlysander
and Lysanderandlorcan, but
he also calls us mypups.
Uncanev calls us lilsprouts.
Uncaharry and Auntgin
call us babybugaboos.
We don't know why, but
Mummydear's names make us sad.
As sad as we get when
we take naps in different beds.
We like it when people call us
by the same name.
Just like we like it when
we play together
and take baths together
and listen to stories together.
We don't like it when
we have to be apart.
Oh, dear. Are we
confusing you?
Mummydear always confuses people.
And then people complain.
We'll just have to take turns.
We don't like that, but
we don't like confusing people.
Lorc can go first.
You see, we like to do everything together. We like to play the same games and wear the same clothes. We share the same stuffed animal and sleep in the same bed. We like the same foods and know the same words and have the same playmates. We are the same age and have the same hair colour. Our eyes are the same colour and our hands are exactly the same size. Our height is the same and our weight is the same. Even our thoughts are the same. I know what Sander wants to do before he even tells me, and he always knows when I'm tired and ready for bed because he is too.
Lorc knows that I hate spinach as much as he does and that our favourite food is rhubarb pie. We hate it when Grandmander babysits us because he feeds us prunes and won't let us sleep in the same bed. Mummydear does things like that sometimes too. She makes us nap apart and sit far away from each other at supper. She makes me play alone while she reads to Lorc, and then she'll make Lorc play while she reads to me. When Uncanev babysits he bathes us one at a time and feeds us one at a time and puts us to sleep one at a time.
Oh dear. We are getting sleepy.
We're sorry but it's time for bed.
Talking one at a time wears us out.
We are only one year old.
Goodbye
and goodnight.
Previous Bios: Teddy - Victoire - Fred - Dominique - Molly - Lucy - Roxanne - James - Albus Severus - Scorpius - Rose - Louis - Lily - Hugo