Little Drops... [open. but be warned]

[potterfreak14]

Eventually Indago fell into an uneasy sleep. It was disturbed by dreams of everbody thinking she was a "friendly" person, turning up their noses at the baby, then getting dumped by Evan...

[minnieweasley]

Minnie stared up at the ceiling nearly the entire night. The blank, shadowed ceiling.

[potterfreak14]

The dawn the broke through, and the morning sickness came with it. Indago groaned and pulled her pillow over her head, already feeling nautious.

[minnieweasley]

Minnie awoke from her half-sleep. Stupid day. She wanted to go back to sleep.

[potterfreak14]

Indago groaned yet again, sitting up. Who knew that one small human being that wasn't even fully developed would make her puke EVERY morning? Indago got up, and bolted from the room, trying not to puke until she was away from everbody.

[minnieweasley]

Minnie buried her face in the pillow. Why was it that sleeping, despite dreams of the present that torment your mind, seemed so much better than being awake? Sure, there were nightmares, but you knew they weren't real. You didn't need to worry about anything when you were asleep in a comfortable, warm bed. But everything away from that seemed cold, dark, and forboding. And you couldn't help but think that the tiniest shuffle into that place of despair would start a chain of events that just seemed to get worse and worse.

[potterfreak14]

Indago stoped once she had reached the common room, feeling slightly dizzy. She had probably gotten up too fast...

[minnieweasley]

Stupid chain of dreadful events that people called life. Minnie kicked at the matress. She had taken to doing that lately. She wished she could go back in time, and change everything that had happened. Then she wouldn't have to go through this terrible process of tears and grief, she wouldn't have to worry about everything, and everyone's lives could return to their normal, joyful states.

[potterfreak14]

Sitting down on a couch and taking deep breaths, Indago sighed as her eyes closed. She focused on not be nautious, but the feeling never left. Argh, this sucked.

[minnieweasley]

Hmm, go back in time.... Minnie's mind was carrying her to forbidden places.

[potterfreak14]

Indago laid her hand on her rapidly growing stomach. The robes three sizes to big were no loger a precaution, but a nesity, she would have to go up another size in not too long...

[minnieweasley]

Minnie's mind was scheming a plan. But when she really thought about it, she realized it was stupid.

[potterfreak14]

Indago pressed her hands onto her eyes, clamping her lips tight. She stood up then went back into the dormitory, then dressed and began appling her eyeliner.

[minnieweasley]

"Is that you?" Minnie asked, her voice muffled from the pillow.

[potterfreak14]

"Noooo, it's a tiger about to bite your head off." Indago said sarcastically, putting on another coat of her eye liner. She was quite tired, and terribly edgy at the mooment. God forbid anyone mess with her at this time...