Storm
Title: Storm
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Andromeda(Narcissa and Bellatrix)
Word Count: 327
Author's Notes: 'Nother old one.
She remembered when they were all much, much younger and things were much, much simpler. Well, as simple as they ever got in their family, anyway.
She remembered when there was a storm, the two younger sisters would move to the eldest's room, almost always at the same time (when there was a particularly loud thunder clap, of course). But, you know, she hadn't been afraid- surely not! Well, perhaps a little. But it didn't mean if she was scared or not, because these trips were not just to find comfort: they were to give it as well.
Andy and Cissy would climb into Bella's large bed and they would take turns looking out the window, shivering in the cold and doing their best to calm each other, trying to keep their own nervousness or fear out of the way for they certainly couldn't go to their parents for comfort. No, fear was not becoming of a Black, and none of them wanted their parents to look down on them (it was hard enough that they were all disappointingly female, as was pointed out to them as much as possible). They only had each other to turn to in those days, but it was enough. Eventually the storm would die down and so would their excitement, and they would fall asleep.
It wasn't until Bella left for Hogwarts that things started to change slowly but surely, and soon the rift that had formed in the sister's relationship was beyond repair. Now they had all gone their separate ways, and she was reminded that she had a husband and child of her own as she heard them laughing in the next room over the sound of rain pounding on the windows. She wouldn't trade them for the world; they were her world, now. But, sometimes Andy missed who her sisters used to be.
But, sometimes, Andy wished for those stormy nights when they at least had each other.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Andromeda(Narcissa and Bellatrix)
Word Count: 327
Author's Notes: 'Nother old one.
She remembered when they were all much, much younger and things were much, much simpler. Well, as simple as they ever got in their family, anyway.
She remembered when there was a storm, the two younger sisters would move to the eldest's room, almost always at the same time (when there was a particularly loud thunder clap, of course). But, you know, she hadn't been afraid- surely not! Well, perhaps a little. But it didn't mean if she was scared or not, because these trips were not just to find comfort: they were to give it as well.
Andy and Cissy would climb into Bella's large bed and they would take turns looking out the window, shivering in the cold and doing their best to calm each other, trying to keep their own nervousness or fear out of the way for they certainly couldn't go to their parents for comfort. No, fear was not becoming of a Black, and none of them wanted their parents to look down on them (it was hard enough that they were all disappointingly female, as was pointed out to them as much as possible). They only had each other to turn to in those days, but it was enough. Eventually the storm would die down and so would their excitement, and they would fall asleep.
It wasn't until Bella left for Hogwarts that things started to change slowly but surely, and soon the rift that had formed in the sister's relationship was beyond repair. Now they had all gone their separate ways, and she was reminded that she had a husband and child of her own as she heard them laughing in the next room over the sound of rain pounding on the windows. She wouldn't trade them for the world; they were her world, now. But, sometimes Andy missed who her sisters used to be.
But, sometimes, Andy wished for those stormy nights when they at least had each other.