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Post by potterfreak14 on Mar 3, 2008 13:20:08 GMT -7
Indago sat in the living room, Christina on the floor. Her secret wasn't noticable just quite yet. It would be soon. Indago had spent the past few days unearthing her mother's old robes. She had wore them before Christina was born, her mom was built a bit more largly than Indago. They were the perfect size, but just a bit too long. Her trunk was packed again, she had replaced the Gryffindor badges on her mother's robes with Ravenclaw ones again. Christina walked up to Indago and laid a miniscule hand on her knee. "Mama, we goin' someplace?" Christina asked, she had come adept at talking lately. "Yes, Christina. We're going to Hogwarts again." Indago reesponded calmly. "When we leavin' mama?" Christina inquired. "Tomorrow sweetheart." Indago said softly, putting her child onto her lap. "Why, mama?" Christina said, gently playing with Indago's black locks. "I'm not done with school yet, I will be in about three years, you'll be a big girl then." Indago said, carefully running her fingers through Christina's vivid red hair. "Why don't I tuck you in, we'll have to get up early tomorrow." Indago said.
**3 hours later**
Indago sat on her bed, photo of her parents in her hands. She felt tears stinging at her eyes at the sheer memories. She missed them so much. But they were gone, as were her happy-go-lucky days. Gone as the short days of summer... Indago sighed, set the photo back on her bedside table and laid down, hoping to at least get a few hours of sleep before she had to leave...
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