>>6329973You found your tallest little sister sitting, waiting when you arrived.
“So… are we going to have another <span class="mu-i">talk</span>, second biggest little sis?”
“Yeah. Not like that. No, never like that again, never ever again, Jenn.”, and got tackled into a hug and had your head pushed in to the bustier girl’s chest through light athletic gear with her wearing colorful sneakers which had given her another damn inch on you. Felt a couple of warm splashes on your shoulder through the short, tight top you had on. “I remember having nightmares and every time I woke up? I had you stroking my hair, scratching my neck, hugging me tight. Saying it would be okay… even after I hurt you. Lost Faith.”, the strong but seemingly very lonely Witch gently whispered into your ear.
“I might have my destiny alongside Em. Macy. David. You, Aubrey Thompson. I have a task, but you have one too… a fate and it <span class="mu-i">is</span> important. You <span class="mu-i">are</span> important. Will help so many in a few years; be the best Auror ever. Oppose the Dark, save people. Be the best Prefect in Ilvermorny’s history in the meantime. I have to protect you because my little sis is a precious gift to the Magical World.”
“Of course you want to protect me; will. Be there and strong when I am not. Because… I know what you are. Who. What Em is. But, before that? Why did you move into that punch? I really could have killed you, Jenn. A little harder and the shield wouldn’t have mattered.”
“But it wasn’t. And? Why? ‘Brey, I saw it beforehand. Knew. Your eyes were going to go bad for a second and you would miss; they did, right?”, you said as soothingly as you could.
“Y-yeah, they did... Of course, you’d know so-“
“So, you would have hit the wall. Shattered your hand, wrist worse than I did to Gwen’s and snapped your forearm in half. Been weeping on the floor. Might not ever fully recover, even with Magic healing. You are going to need your wand hand for what you are meant for. Have control. And mercy, at times. And, you didn’t go as hard as you could; showed how even angry, scared, confused, uncertain. You are compassionate. Care. Had remorse after.”
“Y-you… you really are… I knew it… the last nightmare was the worst; Jess dead, Travis, Cassie, Chris, Anna, all my new family and old. But you were singing to me when I started waking. Jenn? Big sister? It was the most beautiful voice I have ever heard, when you were singing that lullaby for me and cradling me. Angelic. There weren’t any more nightmares; only warmth after.”, Aubrey said in awe it seemed with her gray eyes locked onto your own green circled baby-blue.
“Ah. You were awake? And mom has a better voice…”
