It's time to connect the dots

It's time to connect the dots

Samuel Fitzgerald
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September 29th, 2014, 2:44 am #1

Life was going far better than Sam ever could have hoped. Despite the explosion that had torn it apart just a few months previous, things were looking up for him. He was genuinely happy with where everything was and where everything was going. Very few things could get to him and nothing seemed to be able to bother him. Although, lately he'd had the nagging sensation that he was ignoring someone while he was lost in his little bubble of happy. The feeling was bothering him so much that he had to leave the common room for a little while to have a little bit of alone time. He climbed the stairs to the clock tower and looked out over the grounds. As he sketched the grounds and the courtyard below a familiar figure caught his eye and he grinned as he realized just who he'd been ignoring lately.

Without finishing his sketch, something he rarely ever did, Sam ran out of the clock tower. He took the steps two at a time, not wanting to miss his change to chat with his favorite girl in the whole world. The halls weren't milling with people, which definitely made his sprint through the castle a lot easier. That was one of the reasons he liked Sundays, there was never really anyone around to distract him from what he wanted to get done. And considering Sam was constantly distracted by the smallest things, this made his task even better.

Pushing open the front doors, he rounded the corner of the castle and skittered to a stop as he came up behind the bench in the courtyard. A large smile was plastered to his face as he came up behind her. She clearly hadn't noticed he was there yet so he crept forward and when he was close enough threw his arms around her and pulled her up into a hug.

"Hello, stranger!" He said as he released his sister after a minute or two. "I was just thinking, you know, I have been the absolute worsted brother in the entire world. And then I look down and there you are! Do you know how long it takes to sprint down from all the way up there-" He pointed to the clock above. "-To all the way here? And how much you realize it was a really bad idea once you actually stop sprinting?" Sam took a deep breath and shook his head. He really shouldn't have stopped his morning runs.

"But enough about me making bad life choices this morning. What has my beautiful sister been up to lately?"
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October 2nd, 2014, 2:08 am #2

Kelda sat cross-legged on one of the stones in the courtyard across from the Clock Tower. She liked it out here, as most students craving a little air usually stuck to the main grounds instead of taking the trek across the covered bridge. But Kel loved the walk, and the view of the castle from down here. It was her favourite place to study if the weather was nice enough. Today was a little brisk, but nothing a comfortable sweater couldn't solve.

Her pen was speeding across the page in her notebook as she took notes on new translations from her Ancient Runes text. Sometimes she got so into taking notes that her writing was hard to decipher after, making her English looking like Ancient Runes. Thankfully, Kelda had become an expert at deciphering her own writing, so it was only an issue when she got a little too excited about an essay topic.

Once she finished the last of her translations, Kelda put her books down and stood up, stretching her back, legs, and fingers, which had been starting to cramp up from her hurried writing. It was then that someone threw their arms around her and pulled her into a hug. Luckily, Kel recognised the scent of her brother's shampoo, and didn't scream. But she did gasp in surprise, and then laugh when she realised it was just Sam.
Kel wrapped her arms around her brother, returning his hug, and grinned into his shoulder. She was pretty sure if there was an award for hugging, Sam would win it hands down. He gave the best hugs, closely followed by their friend Damien. Well, her friend, now, and Sam's boyfriend, for which Kelda was very happy. Sam and Dami were such a cute couple. Kel had liked Mercy, but there was just something about the way Sam and Dami looked at each other that you couldn't deny. They were perfection, and she hoped to find someone for herself like her brother and Dami each had in each other.

"The worst brother, huh?" she laughed, placing her hands on her hips after he released her from his hug. "I wouldn't say worst, although I have missed hanging out with you." She'd assumed he'd been spending a lot of time with Damien, which was something Kelda just couldn't fault him for. She still saw him in class and around, so she wasn't too bothered by the fact that he'd been pretty mia otherwise. But she did miss him, and his hugs.
"You seriously ran all that way just to see me? Aww," she said ruffling his hair. "See, that's why you're the best twin a girl could ask for." And even though they weren't really twins - they didn't even share biological parents - she still felt that to be one hundred percent true.
She shook her head as he caught his breath, and dug into her bag for her water bottle. "Here," she said, making him take it. "Drink slowly. I don't need you to start choking just because you came to see me."

She sat back down on the rock and patted the space next to her for Sam to sit. "I hope you're not saying it was a bad life choice to come see me," she teased him, knowing very well that he hadn't meant that at all. "Just means you need to exercise more. I can go running with you if you'd like. I've been meaning to be a little more active now that the weather is nicer out." She smiled at her brother and tried to think of just what exactly she had been up to lately. "Mostly spending a lot of time with Candace and killing it on homework assignments. Speak of," she said, raising a brow at him. "I hope you haven't been neglecting your studying. You know you can always ask me if you want help with potions. I know how much you hate it." School wasn't everyone's forte, especially Sam, who was much more in tune with his music than his school work. But school was to Kel what music was to Sam. School was her thing. That, and cats. She loved those darn animals so much, she'd been ecstatic when her animagus form she'd worked so hard on in her fifth year turned out to be one. It had been tough, but it was an accomplishment she prided herself in. And, of course, she registered, since she didn't want to end up in Azkaban or putting anyone she knew in danger of witholding information from the Ministry.

"How about you, Mr. Fitzgerald?" she asked. "What has my favourite twin brother been up to?"

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October 5th, 2014, 10:04 pm #3

Sam chuckled to himself, pretty sure that the sudden hug had surprised Kel. He had to hand it to her for not screaming like most people would have. Then again, she always seemed to know it was him before even turning around so that probably had something to do with it. He grinned as she returned his hug. There was nothing better than a hug from his sister. It always made his day a bit brighter. After a few moments, he released her and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Alright, maybe no the worst, but I'm pretty sure I've been at least a little lame," he stated. Sam would be lying if her said that he didn't feel a little bad for neglecting the other important people in his life. He'd been so wrapped up in the one relationship he hadn't allowed himself to hope was possible that he'd just shut out everyone else. It wasn't just Kel, but also their brothers and his other friends as well. It was something he wanted to change, especially considering how out of the loop he felt lately. He felt as though the whole world had rushed past him without a chance for him to catch up. He was sure exciting things were happening around the castle, but as to what they were, Sam had absolutely no idea.

"Well, yes. I didn't want you disappearing on me. But now I see that you've been studying, so I probably could have just walked considering you probably wouldn't have moved until you were done." He made a face as she ruffled his hair, but didn't move to fix it. His smile widened. He still remembered when their dads told him they wanted to adopt again. He hadn't been with them long, but he couldn't have been more excited. He still remembered that he'd told him he was fine with it, but the new sibling had to be a sister, and she had to be the same age as him so he could tell everyone that she was his twin. They brought Kel home and it had quickly become clear that they were basically twins already. "Well I have to be the best for the best twin sister I could have asked for. It keeps things even."

He gratefully took the offered water bottle and took a deep sip. He really regretted forgoing his morning routine for sleeping in. "Now that would be a story to tell. 'How'd your brother die again?' 'Oh the moron sprinted through the castle to come see me and choked on the water I have him.'" He handed the bottle back to her with a smirk and stretched to avoid the cramp that he knew was inevitable. "It's never a bad life choice to come and see you!" He exclaimed, frowning slightly. He knew she was teasing, but he already felt bad about not visiting with her sooner. A grin crept across his face. "If you want to attempt to pry me out of bed in the morning to com running with you, you have my blessing to try. No guarantees you'll get anywhere though."

"So the usual then?" Sam sighed deeply. He knew school would come up eventually, it always did. His awful habit of procrastination and daydreaming pretty much always came up when chatting with her. This time, however, he wasn't as distressed as he usually was to answer her about it. "I actually managed to go a full potions without spacing out or catching something on fire. And I have been actually studying for the most part. Though I may hunt you down later for some help if a brilliant idea doesn't come to me for the latest essay we got assigned. It's sort of a killer and I haven't even gotten a sentence of it written." He made a face at the though of the essay that had been sitting on his nightstand for days.

"Me? Well, I've been writing more music lately, when I've had the time. I've actually nearly finished a few new songs. And I filled up another sketch book. I'll have to pick up another one at Hogsmeade next time I'm there. But mostly I've been spending time with Dami." A smile naturally came to his face when he said his boyfriend's name. "Did you know he actually wants me to meet his mum?" Sam had told Kelda a lot about the problems Damien and his mother had, and she knew that despite their six years of friendship, Sam had never met the woman. So it was kind of a big deal for him to actually meet her for real rather than view her as a face in the distance. He was actually excited at the prospect, but a sudden though hit him. "What if she doesn't like me?" His face fell slightly and he crossed his arms across his chest, glancing up at Kelda uncertainly.
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October 8th, 2014, 6:32 am #4

Leave it to Sam to laugh about having scared her. Not that Kelda minded, though. She loved her brother too much to get annoyed with him for something as menial as that, and if it's followed by a hug, well... He was one of the best huggers she knew.
"I wouldn't say lame, either, but you know I can't get mad at you Sam. Not for spending time with Damien," she said with a smile. "I mean, just one look at your face and I can see how happy you are. It's envious, you know. I'm just happy you're happy, cheesy as it sounds. But, I'm glad you haven't forgotten about me," she teased, reaching out and pushing his arm.

"You make a good point," she laughed, glancing at her bag full of books. Likely she would have been out here for hours, in which case, there was no way Sam would miss her. Sometimes she got so lost in her school work or simply in reading that she lost track of time. She'd missed dinner multiple times; the days she discovered the whereabouts of the kitchens probably saved her from missing out on many missed evening meals.
"Ah, yes, so our best-ness evens each other out. I see how it works," she said with a grin that scrunched up her nose.

Kelda burst out laughing at Sam's 'story of how he died', although in reality it would be the furthest thing from funny. "That's exactly what I would say, and you would get to suffer the most embarrassing, preventful death this school has seen. No one will even be sad for you, we'll all just be shaking out heads with second-hand embarrassment. That will be your legacy, Sammy Fitz," she teased, patting his shoulder.

She took the bottle back and tucked it into her bag, which was full to bursting with school work. When deciding which classes she'd work on today, she decided to just take everything. Her back definitely thought that was a big mistake.
"Hmm, good point. But that would be a workout in itself, trying to get you out of bed before breakfast," she laughed, imagining it. She wasn't the biggest morning person herself, what with her studying late into the night. But she could get up if she put her mind to it. And she just might start running, even if Sam didn't want to go.

She couldn't help but smile at her brother's reaction to school talk. "The usual," she confirmed, nodding. "Your favourite, I know," she added jokingly.
"Hey, good job! You worry me around potions with your affinity for setting something on fire. Just please don't let me hear about you falling asleep next to a brewing potion. I like my hair brown; I doubt grey would suit me much."
She nodded enthusiastically when he talked about hunting her down for homework help. "Please do. You know how much I love to help. Just don't do it last-minute!" she warned, giving him a stern look and feeling very motherly. "Seriously, if you come to me last-minute I will lecture you for a good hour before helping." She smiled. "Or I'll lecture you after, depending exactly how last-minute you seek me out."

Her eye brightened upon hearing he'd filled yet another sketch book. "And you didn't come find me? I want to see. You know how much I love your stuff. Seriously, Sam, you're going to be an incredible artist some day. Both with your visual art and musical." She couldn't wait to flip through his sketch book, even though his talents just reminded her how horrid she was at drawing. She was much better at writing a kick ass essay than she was at drawing a turtle. Even her stick figures looked disfigured.

"You know, he's another person who's been neglecting me lately. The three of us need to hang out soon. If Damien needs bribing, tell him I'm bringing gummy worms." She missed Damien's antics as well as her brother's. They were quite a pair, and those two along with Newt and Candace were Kelda's very favourite people.
The look of love ono her brother's face when he spoke of Damien was completely aww-worthy, but Kelda held back so as not to embarrass him. At the mention of meeting Damien's mother, however, she failed.
"Aww, Sammy," she gushed, "that's amazing. And are you kidding me? She's going to love you, Sam. Anyone would be crazy not to. I'm serious," she said, holding his gaze. "Dami will tell you the very same. Sam, you are an incredible and inspiring person. You're pretty much impossible not to like, and anyone who doesn't like you, no matter who they are, are wrong." She reached out and squeezed his upper arm. She truly meant her words to the fullest; Sam had been the most welcoming brother in what could have been a very scary situation. He'd helped make being adopted the absolute best moment in her life. It topped even finding out she was a witch. The idea of Damien's mother not liking Sam, no matter her and Damien's history of problems, seemed absolutely ridiculous to Kelda. But she understood his nervousness. In Sam's situation, Kelda would likely feel the very same. Still, she didn't want him to feel nervous. She wanted him to be himself, because he was perfect as he was, natural and goofy and one hundred percent Sam.

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October 21st, 2014, 1:04 am #5

A goofy grin crossed Sam's face, one that was always on his face whenever he hung out with his sister. She always seemed to bring out the best in him. "A little lame at least," he insisted, crossing his arms across his chest. "Even if it is because I've been spending time with Damien. That's no reason to not spend some time with you or Newt or anyone else for that matter." Pink erupted on his face and his grin widened. "I am pretty happy, happier than I've been in a long time. Not that I haven't been happy or anything, but, you know, there was that dark time recently and now that it's not like that anymore nothing could possibly be any better." He pulled her close to him and rested is chin on her head. "No need to be envious. You'll find your other half someday. I know it. And maybe if you stop studying for a moment you'll find them standing right in front of you," he teased.

"There is no forgetting about you," he said, laughing. "You wouldn't let me even if I wanted to. Not that I would ever want to or anything, but you know what I mean." His eyes scanned the bag over flowing with books and he shook his head a few times. There was just no way he could ever understand how someone could actually like studying this much. It was the one thing about his sister that he would never really understand, but he was okay with that. "Tell me you've at least been eating regular meals and haven't been putting that off?"

"Do you see how that works? I think it works out well. Because one of us couldn't be more awesome than the other. It would be some unfair, somewhat epic battle for power. The castle would explode."

"That sounds like my kind of death. Embarrassing and preventable. If there's a way for me to die, that would be it. But not for a very long time. You can't get rid of me anytime soon." He stretched his arms over his head and shrugged a bit. "Honestly, that would not be the worst legacy I can think of. I think 'Most Embarrassing Death' is a pretty good superlative. It's better than some I can think of."

He glanced at her bag and shook his head. Not many people look at their assignments and think, which one do I take and end up taking them all. Not many people were his sister. "That bag is going to break, you know. Just one day, you're going to be walking down the hall way and it'll rip right in two. You can't keep enforcing it with magic forever, you know." He eyed the bag warily as she stuffed the water bottle back into, a little amazed that it managed to fit. "Well, there you go, you'd get your workout just by doing that. And maybe for once I won't sleep past when I'd planned on getting up. I've been having a lot of late nights lately and sleeping through breakfast..."

Sam raised an eyebrow and smirked a bit. He couldn't argue with her. He did have an affinity for setting things on fire and for a short time had been banned from the classroom by their professor who was sick of putting them out. "Aw, but last minute is my thing! I wait and I wait until I can't wait anymore and then I come to you and beg for help. And you help me because you love me and don't want me to fail. Or torture me with a lecture because that's just no fun, well, maybe for you it is, but not for me."

"I've got it with me," he said, pulling it out of his pocket and handing it to her. The last page was the sketch he'd begun up in the clock tower before he'd seen her. "It's not much, mostly just random people around the castle..." He shrugged a bit. As much as he loved his art, sometimes he wasn't entirely sure whether other people really cared that much about what he did. Not that it mattered. He saw the world a different way, in pencil marks and brush strokes rather than real life. Sometimes he just needed to recreate it. Though he was glad that his sister always seemed to want to see what he did. It gave him a bit of a confidence boost.

"Aw, I'm sure he really wants to spend time with you too. I'll hunt him down when I get back into the castle. I'm sure the lure of gummy worms will be enough to tempt him. Actually, I'd almost guarantee it is." He laughed a bit. When she started gushing he turned beet red and ran his fingers through his hair nervously. "Yeah? You think? Not going to lie, this is the most nerve wracking event ever. I have never met a single significant other's parents. Well, except for Mercy's, but I met them years before we were ever really together." She was right, though. He really didn't have anything to worry about. Everyone kept telling him that. He took a few deep breaths and grinned again, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close. "What would I do without you to tell me when I'm being completely over dramatic?"
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October 25th, 2014, 11:58 pm #6

"We should all do something," Kelda said suddenly, prompted by Sam's mention of Newt. "You, me, Newt, and Dami. Before the year's over and Damien graduates. The four of us need to hang out and do something stupid and fun." Because it was difficult not to do something stupid when Damien Romanov was around, and fun was always a part of the package deal.
She loved that her brother was happy. That was all she wanted for him and Newt, was for them to be unconditionally happy. She also wanted it for herself, and she was pretty happy. But seeing Sam and Damien together made her want what they had. She knew Sam was right; she'd find someone someday. But she hated waiting. Good grades were something she could strive for and work hard to get, something that was entirely reliant on herself. It was easy. Relationships were not.
"Or maybe someone will fall in love with my very concentrative studying face one day in the library," she said with a sigh. "Couldn't you see that?" she asked her brother as he hugged her. "I think that would be romantic. I'd be midway through an essay, and then I look up and see some boy watching me. But then he looks away shyly for a moment before looking back and smiling at me. And I smile at him. And then I try to continue my essay but we keep glancing at each other and eventually he walks over and we talk and start the beginning of our love story." Okay, so maybe she'd thought about this a lot. But she wanted someone, perhaps a little too desperately, but was that so wrong?

"What time is it?" she asked Sam when he mentioned eating regular meals. "Because I might have missed lunch," she admitted, her stomach growling in agreement. She laughed and shrugged at him. "What can I say? When I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll. Next time I'll bring food with me," she promised. It was definitely a good idea. She didn't need to end up passing out out here in the cold. That would be tragic.

"The castle would definitely explode, I think," Kelda said, shaking her head. "It would be quite the spectacle."

Kelda wrinkled her nose at the idea of getting rid of her brother. "No, I definitely have no plans of getting rid of you at all. I'm not sure the world could survive without you, Samuel Fitzgerald. So no deaths for you, be they normal ones or embarrassing." She nudged his shoulder and smiled playfully. "Although that would be quite entertaining to have on your tombstone. Samuel Fitzgerald, Died a Most Horribly Embarrassing Death. You'd set an example for people everywhere, that's for sure."

She could see the way he was looking at her bag out of the corner of her eye and bit back a grin. He was looking at it like it might sprout hairy legs and eyes, which she wouldn't complain too much about. Legs would mean it could walk itself places instead of her having to carry it.
"Well if it breaks, I'll just have to get a bigger on," she decided, patting her bag lovingly and smiling.
"Exactly. It's a great workout," she agreed, stretching her back and rolling her shoulders before putting the bag onto her back. "A little strenuous, but nothing I can't handle." She frowned at him worriedly. "Hang on, are these Damien-involved late nights or is there something else that's keeping you up?" she asked, feeling incredibly sisterly. "And you can't scold me for missing lunch if you've been missing breakfasts," she added, wagging a finger at him.

"Oh my goodness," Kel said, shaking her head at Sam. "You're going to stress me out at exams again, aren't you?" she accused lightly. "I swear I thought you were going to miss our Charms O.W.L last year. I nearly had a heart attack until you walked through the door." He was right, though. She'd help him even if he found her at four in the morning and she'd only gone to bed at three. He was her brother, blood-related or not, and she'd do anything to help him. Plus she didn't want him to fail, especially when she knew he had it in him not to.
"Hey, lecturing you isn't fun for me," she said defensively, then paused. "Well, maybe a little bit," she admitted.

When he pulled his sketch pad out of his pocket, Kelda's face lit up with excitement. She loved seeing Sam's artwork, no matter how rough or how 'not that great' he thought it was. She immediately took it from him and began flipping through it, her eyes alight with wonder at the skill that he had. Now this, this was something she could never dream at being good at. "These are great, Sam!" she told him, pausing on one sketch that she was sure would join her tally of favourites. "You get better and better each time."

She shook her head at her brother and smiled. "Sam, who couldn't love you?" she said. "I don't think you've much to be nervous about. Just maybe don't eat any of Damien's candy before you meet them. Sugar won't help with those nerves at all. Maybe some nice, calming tea," she added as an afterthought before he pulled her close again in a hug. Merlin, she loved his hugs. She grinned and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing tightly for a moment before relaxing her arms. "You would probably pace a hole right through the floor of your dorm," she suggested, giggling.

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November 1st, 2014, 12:39 am #7

Sam's face brightened up and he nodded. "Stupid and fun? Sounds like a crazy day of shenanigans to me! We should set something up fast. Before we know it, the school year's going to be over and Dami will be a graduate. Though I don't think graduating is going to get rid of him that easily. Something tells me he's still going to be hanging around here." Ideas flew through his head on what they could do. And if it got all of his favorite people together and his sister away from schoolwork for a little while that would be even better. A sudden sense of excitement came over him. He couldn't wait to get them together and just have a nice, fun night with all of them. Sam couldn't wipe the smile off of his face.

He looked at his sister with a warm grin. "Well, you are quite pretty when you study. Hell, you're always pretty, so I wouldn't be surprised if your little fairy tale comes true one of these days. I can see it happening just like that for you. A beautiful love story that starts surrounded by books." He stroked her hair softly as he hugged her, grinning to himself. It wasn't a lie. He could easily see her falling in love with a fellow bookworm in some dusty corner of the library. In fact, he wished that it would happen just like that for her. It was what she deserved. All the happiness in the world, and it all started over an essay in the library. Now that would make an amazing story to tell one day.

Sam glanced up at the clock. "It's not quite lunch time. Almost though." His stomach growled in response to hers and he frowned. "I may have missed breakfast this morning. Lunch is sounding like a really good idea right about now." He laughed a bit. "I'm just going to start randomly sending you snacks throughout the day as a gentle reminder to make sure that you're eating."

"I feel like with some of the people in this school, it's going to explode no matter what so I'm thinking it works out. And when it does, I'm bringing the popcorn."

"Well, I have to say, I'm glad about that. Because you are not getting rid of me. You are stuck with me, dearie." He laughed aloud. "Well there go my weekend plans. I was going to figure out the most embarrassing thing I could think of and go that way. But I suppose that I should just hang out with my friends instead, but only because you've told me no to dying."

"Or, you know, you could only bring a couple of homework assignments rather than every single one you've been assigned. It could save your back some torture in the future. I mean really, you're eventually going to be a hunchback." Sam slid the bag off her shoulders and slung it over his own, grunting a bit at the weight. How she wasn't already a hunchback suddenly crossed his mind. How did anyone lug this around all the time? Her sister voice came out and he smirked. "Sometimes it's because of Damien, mostly it's because of Damien if I'm being honest. Sometimes I'm doing homework. Or sketching."

"You mean I don't stress you out at any other time? Well that's a relief, though you can't tell me you don't love my 4 AM before the exams visits." He chuckled slightly. "I thought I was going to miss our Charms OWLs last year too. I was a bit surprised when I got there in time, honestly. I think Mercy was the one who woke me up to remind me about the exam." She hadn't been gentle about it either, he remembered fondly. He vividly remembered the ice cold water pouring over his head and sputtering out curses as she giggled. His smile faltered a bit as he realized how much he missed the way things had used to be between them. "Oh please, you live for your lectures and you love them."

"Tea sounds like a much better option for this particular situation." Sam smiled a bit at Kelda's optimism. She was the only person who could have ever made him feel even remotely calm about the prospect that awaited him. She hugged him back and he couldn't help but feel more relaxed than he had in a while. "I may already have. I've found myself doing it more and more. But you've made me feel a little better about it. I think I'm even looking forward to it now. You really are the best at making me feel better."
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November 3rd, 2014, 5:28 am #8

If there was one sight in the world Kelda loved to see more than a report card full of O's, it was Sam's smile. She swore it could literally light up the whole world, so long as people let it. It certainly lit up hers.
"You think he might stick around somehow?" she said, gasping a little in delight. Now that would make their final year awesome, if it wasn't Dami-less. There was just something about Damien Romanov that made Hogwarts that much better. Seeing how happy he and Sam were, well, that was certainly a part of it. She knew Damien sticking around would make Sam really happy, and her brother's happiness was really important to her.

She smiled as Sam put her love-story-that-had-yet-to-happen into words. "That's literally all I want, Sam. Is that pathetic of me, so be craving love so badly at only sixteen?" She knew some people didn't find their true love and 'the one' until they were a lot older. But Kelda didn't want to be one of those people. And if she was, well, she'd better start looking now, right? She just wanted to be happy. And seeing what being in love did to Sam, well, she wanted that for herself. But she also didn't want to come across as desperate. There was nothing good about the word desperate, nor its implications.
She was glad that Sam could see it happening, though. Falling in love over a book or a homework assignment would be just so cute, she could hardly stand it.

"Oh, okay, Mr. 'I Missed Breakfast'," she teased with a laugh. She poked his growling stomach. "Let's go feed this thing before it swallows everything around it," she said, shaking her head.
She wouldn't mind so much if he sent her snacks at random intervals throughout the day. "If you do that, I might just have to reciprocate with homework reminders. And candy," she added. "Because I'm not that cruel."

"Save some of that popcorn for me," she said, although the idea of the school burning down was slightly terrifying. Once all of her school work was out of the building, she'd be okay, though. She supposed that was what accio charms were for. Although if the school exploded, well, there'd be no time to save any homework at all.

Kelda rolled her eyes at her brother. "Nope, no dying ever," she told him. "So sorry you'll have to find other plans. I'm sure your friends can live with that," she joked.

Kelda frowned at her bag for a moment, contemplating her brother's suggestion. "But what if while I'm working on my Transfiguration assignment, I get inspiration for my History of Magic assignment?" she said. "Or what if while I'm practising some Charms, I spot a plant I want to record in my Herbology notes?"
She didn't protest, however, when he relieved her of her bag by carrying it himself. She took a moment to close her eyes and stretch, her eyes flying open again when her back cracked. "Hey, I'll have you know I have great posture," she said, laughing and rubbing the spot on her back that cracked. "But maybe I will start travelling lighter, if only so you don't hurt yourself when you insist on taking my things for me," she pointed out, giving him a look. Why weren't there more men in the world like Samuel Fitzgerald? Someone who wasn't her brother, but had some of his qualities. The world would be a better place, that was for sure. A funnier place, too.

"Surprisingly, no, you don't stress me out all that much, Sam." She even welcomed the 4 am before exam visits. It wasn't as if she was ever asleep at that time with an exam around the corner. She crammed and crammed and crammed, even though she knew it wasn't the healthiest thing. But how was she supposed to sleep when she was worried about knowing everything she could be tested on?
"Well thank Merlin for Mercy," she said, glad that someone had got to Sam before he ended up failing an exam by not showing up.
She smiled guiltily. "All right, maybe I do love for them. But that's because they're important, Sam, and you'll do well to remember that," she said sternly, although her eyes gave away the smile she was hiding.

She beamed at her brother, glad he was feeling more relaxed about meeting Damien's family. "Well good, because I don't think you'll have much to really be worried about, Sam." She gave his arm a reassuring squeeze.

Thanks to katrin1990 for Kel's graphics
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November 3rd, 2014, 11:46 pm #9

"I think so. What, you don't think he's just going to ditch us just because he goes and graduates do you? No, I think we'll still see him around next year. It'll be great," he answered matter of factly, grinning a bit. Sure they wouldn't be able to hang out in the common rooms like the usually did, but Dami wasn't about to just disappear. And if he did, you better believe that Sam would hunt him down to the end of the earth and drag him back. He had to admit to himself, though, the common room was going to be oddly quiet without him demanding candy from everyone. "It'll be different, but it'll be great."

"And it's completely what you deserve, Kel. You deserve that guy who is going to treat you right and love you with ever fiber of his being. And that's all I want for you, you know that right? Oh, and that he'll have to pass my inspection in order to get the okay to actually follow through with this whole fairy tale. You know that, too, I'm guessing," he said, seriously. There was no joking in his voice. If Sam didn't think someone deserved his sister, that was it. Not that he thought for a minute that that would stop Kelda if she liked someone, it had never stopped him before when she didn't approve. Still, the overprotective brother came out when it came to Kelda and the opposite sex. He shook his head with a bit of a laugh. "That's not crazy, but you should know by now that love happens when you don't expect it to. I mean, look at me and Dami. At the beginning of the year we were just best mates, and now, well... Love just happens. You have to let it. Maybe stop looking for your fairy tale and it might unfold in just the way you dream it will. Bloody hell, I sound like a fortune cookie."

"Hey, at least I make the other meals! Unlike you Miss 'Can't eat now I have to write the hundredth draft of my already perfect essay before I can even think about it'. When was the last time you made it to all three meals in a day and didn't have to sneak into the kitchens?" He looked at her for a moment with a smirk, but he didn't argue at the idea of heading to lunch. "I might actually do my homework when reminded if the reminders came with candy. Then again, I might keep forgetting conveniently so I would get more candy. These are my dilemmas."

"Well, there go my plans for the weekend," he exclaimed, tossing his hands in the air and turning away, though her turned back pretty quickly with a smirk. He had no plans of dying any time soon, not when everything was going so well for him in his life. It would be incredibly devastating if it all came to a halt by his death.

"You're a witch, love. If you decide to do another assignment, just summon it. Or is that the one spell you don't know how to do?" It took a moment for him to adjust the bag on his shoulders and her marveled for a moment at how strong she probably had to be to carry it around with her. Not that he never thought she was strong, but she wasn't exactly a large person. "Well, it won't be soon with this being supported by it all day!" He shook his head, the weight finally settling for him. "And insist I will until you ease up on the amount of things you drag along with you. Not really up for explaining to the parentals why you have to go to St. Mungo's in the middle of the school year."

"That's a plus at least. Here I am all worried that you're going to start pulling out your hair because Guess I don't have to worry so much about that. I have to admit, it's nice having a brilliant sister I can leech off of for help whenever I need her," he stated with a laugh. "Although sometimes I think I'm smarter than I think. I haven't gotten a single riddle wrong from that blood eagle who guards the common room entrance. Then again, maybe he just knows I'm a dolt and takes pity on me."

Sam smiled sadly for a moment. "Yeah, thank Merlin for Mercy," he agreed softly. With a shake of his head, his bright smile was back. No need for him to bring anything down by dwelling on the fractured friendship that was going on at the moment. Not when everything was so bright at the moment. "I remember every word, Kel. How else do you think I made it to sixth years with halfway decent grades? It's not because I go out of my way to study. It's because I have a fabulous sister who knows how to get me to remember the stuff I need to. You get the weird way I see the world and you're a brilliant translator when it comes to putting the necessary material in a way I can view it."

"You're right, but I'm going to do it anyway, because I'm me and that's what I do when large events that could very well impact the rest of my life are involved."
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November 6th, 2014, 2:54 am #10

"I mean, if he did just ditch us when he graduated, I want you to know I'll do your homework for you while you hunt him down. I recommend leaving a trail of candy back to the school," she joked. Of course Damien would never ditch them, but it was nice to hear he really was planning on sticking around for their seventh year. What that pertained, she did not know. Was he going to get a job in Hogsmeade? Or one at Hogwarts? At the school would be better, and as Head Boy he had a good chance. As long as he was around, because he made Sam happy, and she loved to see a happy Sam.
"Sometimes I forget he's older than us," she admitted. "Not because he acts younger... Well actually, he does act like a child sometimes," she laughed. "But because he's always been here. It's going to be weird when the seventh years graduate." Then they'd be the oldest in the school. Wow. Just one more year. That was slightly terrifying.

Oh, god, what if she went another year - her last year - without a boyfriend? Kel's eyes widened slightly at that idea. She'd always imagined she'd meet someone in fifth year, date in sixth, and fall deeply in love in seventh and then have someone to graduate and move on from school with. But what if she didn't? What if everyone paired off after seventh year and she was left, single and alone. Eventually Sam and Damien would move in together, meaning it would just be Kelda and Newt at home. And what if Newt found someone, because he was too adorable not to, and she was left living at home with their parents, and then suddenly she was thirty and had never been on a date?
These were the silly little things that haunted Kelda at night - and in the middle of the day. But she never voiced them, not completely. But her biological parents hadn't wanted her. What if no one else did, either?
She shuddered and wrapped her arms around herself, pretending to be cold, and chased the thoughts away. "Yeah," she agreed, listening to Sam instead of her own thoughts. "You do sound like a fortune cookie, but you would know best, right? I mean you've been in a relationship before. I just don't know if I can stop looking," she admitted, laughing a little. Especially when there were so many cute guys around.

Kel frowned at her brother, but there was amusement in her eyes. "If my essay was perfect, there wouldn't be need for a hundredth draft," she pointed out. "Maybe I'll just have to start studying in the kitchens," she jokingly suggested. "Would that make you happy?"
She laughed loudly and bumped her hip into his, shaking her head. "If you did that, you'd have to go to a dentist. Seriously, you and Damien both have problems when it comes to candy. Why can't you be addicted to something healthier, like carrots? The worst that would happen is your skin might turn orange, but at least your teeth would be cavity-free."

Kelda opened her mouth to counter his point, but realised he was right. She could just summon her assignments. She grinned, then shrugged at his suggestion. "All right, you got me there. But when I get into a groove with my homework, I don't have time or the patience to wait for my homework to come to me. Plus what if it's raining and it decides to take a shortcut by going through a window instead of through the corridors? Or someone snatches it from the air and--" She gasped, placing a hand over her chest as she imagined some loser Slytherin or Gryffindor grabbing her homework from the air and using it as their own or worse - setting it aflame as a joke. "I feel safer with it in my bag," she said. "Besides, the heavier my bag is, the stronger it means I am, right?"

Kelda gasped and lightly pinched her brother's arm. "Hey! Don't insult my house raven!" she scolded, but laughed. "And you are smart, Sammy. You just... don't like homework. Or studying. Don't put all your passing credit in me, Sam. You're the one who writes those exams. You're the one who's earned those grades. You remember that."

Thanks to katrin1990 for Kel's graphics
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