warnings for implied homophobia and character death. wc: 1083
make sure you're there
"Daph?"
"..."
"Daphne? Are you awake?"
"What is it, Astoria?"
"Just checking to make sure you're there."
"... I'm here. Go to sleep."
"Goodnight, Daph."
"Goodnight, Tori."
"Daph?"
"Yes?"
"Do you like Hogwarts?"
"Yes."
"Do you… do you like Hogwarts more than you like it here? At home?"
"I don't know, Astoria. Why?"
"Because Mother said—Mother said you asked to spend Christmas over there instead of over here."
"Well, I'm here now, aren't I?"
"Yes."
"So? Why does it matter?"
"I guess it doesn't."
"You should finish your soup. Mother and Father will be home soon and they'll be angry if they see you didn't eat dinner."
"Daph."
"Yes?"
"Where do Mother and Father go all the time?"
"I don't know."
"Daph?"
"Yes, Astoria?"
"Do you like your friends at Hogwarts more than you like me?"
"... no, Tori. Of course not."
"Okay. I love you, Daph."
"I love you too, Tori."
"Daph."
"Astoria, what—oh. Merlin, why are you crying? What happened to you?"
"Daphne."
"Tori, come in here. Shut the door. Come here."
"Please don't leave when summer ends."
"I have to. I can't stay here."
"Please, Daphne, I promise I'll be—I'll be so nice to you, all the time, and I'll—we can have so much fun and I won't—won't ever bother you—"
"Tori, I'm not leaving because of you. I just—it's Hogwarts. It's school. I have to go."
"You should be homeschooled."
"No. I can't."
"But why?"
"... because. I just can't."
"Don't… don't leave me with Mother and Father. All by myself."
"One more year, Astoria, and then you'll be at Hogwarts, too. One more year and then everything will be fine."
"Daph?"
"..."
"Daphne?"
"Astoria, hush. You'll wake the other girls."
"I can't sleep."
"That's ridiculous. Why not? Too afraid of the dark on your first night in the Slytherin dorms?"
"... it's cold in here."
"What?"
"You never mentioned it was cold."
"... well, it's cold."
"Daphne, I can't sleep."
"Oh—fine. Here. My bed's warmer, we can share for the night."
"Daph."
"Yes?"
"What are you doing?"
"My Potions essay, stupid. Which is what you should also be doing. I know you have one due tomorrow."
"Yeah."
"Go back to work."
"... Daph?"
"What, Astoria?"
"They…"
"I can't hear you."
"The other houses, they—"
"Out with it."
"Daphne, they hate us."
"... what? What makes you say that?"
"Everyone hates the Slytherins, Daph. You never told me that. Everyone hates the Slytherins. They think we're all just—just some evil, wicked—"
"Shut up, Tori. Don't mistake respect for hatred."
"I wouldn't. You never told me that everyone hated the Slytherins."
"What does it matter?"
"Maybe—Maybe I would have—asked the Sorting Hat to—"
"Astoria. Don't even say it. Don't you dare."
"Daphne—"
"Finish your essay. I'm going upstairs."
"Daph?"
"Yes?"
"I have a question."
"Okay…"
"I don't think—you should cast a Silencing charm."
"... fine. What's your question?"
"Do you have a crush on Pansy?"
"What?"
"It's just that you always look at her, and—"
"Astoria, how could you even say something like that? What is wrong with you?"
"Nothing! Nothing's wrong. I think it's fine—"
"It's not fine."
"Why not?"
"Don't you know anything? I can't believe—you're such a bloody idiot sometimes, Astoria. I can hardly stand it."
"Daph—"
"No. You're so—you're so naive and—and stupid, and you don't—just shut up. Shut up, and stay out of my personal life."
"Don't go! Daphne, I'm sorry—"
"Daph…"
"What?"
"Why did you go to Hogsmeade with Theo Nott?"
"Because, typically, that's what girls do with their boyfriends, Astoria. They go on dates."
"... oh. So is Theo Nott your boyfriend now?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
"Daph?"
"What, Astoria?"
"Oh. Is now—is now a bad time?"
"Clearly. I have about half a dozen assignments due tomorrow, so I obviously don't have time for idle chatter. What do you want?"
"I just wanted to ask if you're okay. You seem… tired, lately, that's all."
"I'm fine."
"Do you want any help with your assignments?"
"... yes. Please."
"Daph?"
"Astoria, go away. Not now."
"Are you—are you stressed? I can help with homework."
"Astoria, go away. Not now."
"... okay."
"Daph?"
"What?"
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying."
"I'm looking at you, Daphne, I'm not blind—"
"Astoria, that's enough. I don't need you. I don't need your pity, your help—"
"I'm your sister—"
"You know nothing. Leave me alone."
"You know what? Fine, I think I will. Forgive me for caring about you."
"..."
"... bitch."
"Excuse me?"
"Daph."
"Yes?"
"Did you sleep last night?"
"I—I think so."
"Liar."
"Daph."
"Asto—you're crying. Who—what happened?"
"You're going to do it, aren't you?"
"Do what?"
"You're going to—to take the Mark. You know what I'm talking about. You're going to, you're going to—to become a—"
"Astoria, shh. Don't think about it."
"I have to. You're my sister, do you think I can just let you—"
"Don't think about it. We're going to be fine. I'm going to protect us."
"How?"
"Don't think about it. Please, Astoria, don't think about it."
"Daph?"
"Yes?"
"Should I… should I take the Mark?"
"No. Never. And never say anything like that ever again."
"... but… if you believe in their cause, then doesn't that mean—"
"You are not to take the Mark, Astoria. Don't throw away your life like that. Don't do that to yourself."
"But—"
"I've got it handled. I'll protect us. We'll be fine."
"Daph."
"Yes, Astoria."
"I need to tell you something."
"... what is it?"
"I'm going to join Dumbledo—"
"Stop."
"What—What is it?"
"Don't tell me that. Don't tell me that."
"Am I—am I making the wrong choice? Should I not join?"
"It's dangerous."
"Is that a no?"
"Astoria, you can't tell me that you're joining because I'll be forced to report it."
"... okay. So I won't tell you. But—hypothetically, of course, if I—if I were to consider joining, and you were to hypothetically give me advice—"
"I'd say you were brave. Hypothetically, of course."
"Hypothetically. Hey, Daph?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
"Daph?"
"Yes?"
"Stay safe tomorrow. On the battlefield."
"... you too, Tori. You too."
"See you on the other side."
"I… love you."
"I love you, too, Daph."
"Daph—"
"Tori—"
"It's over."
"It's over. Whose… whose grave are you visiting? Which one are the flowers for?"
"Lavender Brown."
"Ah."
"And you? Who brings you to the graveyard today?"
"Pansy."
"... oh. Oh, Daph."
"Tori, I—"
"It's okay. I promise you, it's okay."
"I'm not okay."
"It'll be okay, then. Someday. You're going to be okay. Can I—do you want a hug?"
"Yeah. Please."
"Okay."
"Tori?"
"Yeah, Daph?"
"I love you."
"... I love you, too."
Writing Club
Bex's Record Collection #10—(dialogue) "I don't need you."
Liza's Bingo 1C—(restriction) only two characters
Lizzy's Showtime #10—(relationship) sisters
Amber's Attic #13—Write about sharing something with someone.
Liza's Loves #18—Write angst
Lizzy's Loft #1—(genre) family
Elizabeth's Scamander's Case #23—(genre) family
Amber's Film Festival #21—(dialogue) "I promise you, it's okay." / "I'm not okay."
Amber's Lyric Alley #11—This delicate balance
Spring Seasonal Challenges
Days of the Year—National Siblings Day—Write about a strong bond between siblings.
Tarot Cards #9—(theme) childhood
History of Spring—Ancient Beliefs—3. Write about the "strength of love" in a scenario.
Spring Quarterly: Say It With Flowers
Aster—(genre) family
Monthly Chess
7. (restriction) only female characters
Camp Hogwarts Mini-Event - Capture the Flag
17. (genre) angst
Insane Prompt Challenge - Gryffindor
813. (restriction) dialogue only