Name: Theodore and Margaret Dearborn
General Appearance: The first pair of twins to be born to either McKinnon or Dearborn clans, Theo and Maggie are incredibly alike in terms of their appearance, having both inherited Caradoc’s darker complexion. While Maggie appears to have inherited Marlene’s figure and dark eyes, Caradoc swears that she’s a spitting image of his mother, who also happens to be Maggie’s namesake. Theo, like his father, is tall, strong, and has been gifted with an angular bone structure. While he, admittedly, resembles Caradoc more than any other relative, he reminds Marlene of her brothers, particularly Max. To this day, she isn’t sure if she should feel upset or pleased with this fact.
Personality: Although Caradoc’s genes dominated their children’s physical appearances, Theo has Marlene’s personality. He is loud, friendly, and loyal to a fault. However, his arrogance tends to show more as he ages, and he’s as hard headed as a mule (according to his mother, which is saying something). Despite his shortcomings, his parents have few complaints as long as he succeeds in school (he had mentioned something about Auror training at Christmas) and avoids unnecessary scuffles (there were a few incidents back in his 4th year at Hogwarts, but Caradoc took care of that). Maggie is a good mix of her parents’ personalities. She is studious, brave and, unsurprisingly, flirtatious (Caradoc prefers the word charming). She does have the tendency, however, to allow her insecurities to get the best of her, in addition to being a tad reckless. She loves to entertain, but Caradoc isn’t too pleased that more male “friends” have been visiting as of late.
Special Talents: Theo is fond of duelling, and is very interested in Muggle Studies. He is always pestering Caradoc about his Muggleborn grandfather. Maggie, on the other hand, is rather good at Quidditch. While she doesn’t see Quidditch as a career post-Hogwarts (she has expressed interest in becoming an Unspeakable), she is always the first to suggest a pick up game. She plays Keeper, like her mother did. The only difference is that she plays for Ravenclaw. Brother and sister don’t meet on the pitch seeing as Theo enjoys Muggle sports more than the Wizarding kind.
Who they like better: They both love their parents equally, but Theo tends to get along with Marlene, while Maggie prefers the company of Caradoc (apart from his bursts of overprotectiveness).
Who they take after more: Both physically resemble Caradoc’s side of the family. While Theo is Marlene in terms of personality, Maggie reflects both of her parents.
Personal Head canon: Caradoc snickered as he sent a few sparks flying in the direction of the living room. That would teach the boy to sit on the same sofa. He was ready to unleash another round of Incendio (nothing big, of course, just enough to catch the git’s attention), when he heard Maggie call out. “MUUUUMMM! Dad’s at it again!” Quickly pulling away from his hiding place, he snuck back into the kitchen, pretending he had been there the entire time, washing dishes. He groaned inwardly when he heard Marlene step into the kitchen, knowing he was about to get scolded like he was 5 years old again. “Really, Caradoc?” Marlene asked, raising an eyebrow. Settling next to the sink, she leaned back and gave her husband a hard look. “For Merlin’s sake, she fifteen. He’s a friend.” Caradoc muttered and scrubbed harder at the plate. “Friend? He comes over far too often to be a friend.” “They got back from school a week ago! What are they supposed to do the entire summer - sulk in their bedrooms like you did? I don’t see you complaining about Theo being out all day, playing footy or what have you.” Caradoc shrugged, washing the suds off. “Not the same. He’s a boy. At least it’s not Quidditch.” Marlene laughed at Caradoc’s petulance. “Caradoc, dear, they’re sitting in the living room and chatting. Are you going to ban her from a social life? He’s a friend! Believe me, it could be worse.” She pushed off the ledge and chuckled, knowing Caradoc wouldn’t give in so easily. Caradoc turned the tap off and turned to face his wife of 16 years. “We were friends…” Marlene cocked her head. “That we were, honey badger, and look how well that turned out. Happily married with two lovely children. Now,” She paused, giving him a stern look. “If you don’t stop bothering your daughter, you’re sleeping on the couch tonight.” Smirking, she leant in and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I’ll go call Theo for tea.” Caradoc bit his tongue. Anything but the couch. “Fine,” he gritted out, twisting to put the washcloth away. “Ah, ah, ah,” Marlene interrupted, leaning over the sink and pointing at a glass. “You missed a spot.”
