A snippet would be very nice, if you don't mind. Again, I'm really sorry to bother you.
Alex waits, her fingers playing with the hem of
her pajamas. This has become their routine. Kara has nightmares, more often
than not she can’t sleep, so she comes to Alex’s room.
Every. Single. Night.
They don’t talk. Alex had tried a few times,
but Kara never talks, she just sits quietly and looks out of the window, into
the sky, eyes searching for a planet that is no more.
Alex doesn’t understand, not really, but she
guesses she never will. So she just
“I’m sorry I keep bothering you Alex…” Kara
whispers and Alex gasps blinking a couple times out of surprise. Because this?
This is new.
She wonders if she imagined it, but Kara is
looking at her, studying her, and it is enough to know she didn’t.
“You don’t.” She assures. “I just wish I could
do more.” It is unsettling. Alex has always wanted a sister. Now she has one
and she doesn’t know what to do of it. Kara is breaking and she doesn’t know
how to fix it. The truth, is that she wants to help Kara but she doesn’t know
how… It makes her feel useless. “I
wish you would talk to me.”
“Talk about what, Alex? About all I’ve lost?
The things I miss? Everything I won’t ever see again?” There are tears falling
from Kara’s eyes, Alex hands move before she can think better of it, to wipe
them, but they are brushed off by Kara’s head shake. She rests her hands on her own knees instead,
fingers curling against the flannel of her pants.
“It doesn’t have to be like that. You can tell me
whatever you want. Not to miss them, but to remember.”
Kara looks at her then, eyes searching and Alex’s
eyes just hold and hold. “Tell me something about yourself.” She inquires, a
small smile on her lips.
“What do you wish to know, Alex?”
“Everything, anything. Whatever you feel like
Kara stands then, moving to the window, she
propels it open, the wind blows her hair slightly and Alex shivers a little at
the chilliness that enters the room. Kara looks at the stars, her eyes reflecting
their light, there is a small smile in her lips even though the tears aren’t
“I love the stars. When I look at them I can
pretend I’m still home.” She closes her eyes and there is an even bigger smile
dancing in her lips now. “If I close my eyes I can hear my aunt’s voice telling
me about them.” Kara takes a deep breath. “Rao, I can even smell her. Feel her
arms around me. I miss her so much Alex.”
“Will you tell me about her?” Alex moves from
the bed to join Kara, her feet are cold, and she regrets not wearing any socks
“She is- No, she was, my best friend.” Kara corrects herself, eyes open again,
watching the infinite stars like she can memorize then. Maybe she can, Alex
thinks. “She was in the military, so she traveled a lot for work, around our
solar system, visiting the other planets. Sometimes we’d go weeks without
seeing each other. But every time she’d come home the first thing she ever did
was come to see me. She’d hug me, hold me tight in her arms, and I would feel
safe and warm.” Kara sobs wrapping her arms around herself.
Alex wraps her arms around Kara, hugging her
from behind, her chin rests on Kara’s shoulder, and blonde hair tickles her
nose as they stay embraced.
“You are safe here too, Kara. I will never let
anyone hurt you.” Alex promises and she knows she will die before she breaks
Ginevra Molly Potter (née Weasley) (b. 11 August, 1981) was a pure-blood witch, the youngest of Arthur and Molly Weasley's seven children, and the first female to be born into the Weasley line for several generations. She attended the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from 1992 to 1999 and was sorted into the Gryffindor House.