June 1980

Parvati is born first.

She comes out right away, Mrs. Patil is in labor for only 20 minutes when Parvati Agrata Patil comes into the world screaming her lungs out. The doctor hands her off before Mrs. Patil could even count 10 fingers and 10 toes but Padma is following behind. Padma Minda Patil comes into the world 5 minutes after her sister, she's wide eyed and hiccuping.

Parvati has been the leader since the start.

July 1989

"Don't touch it Vati."

Nine year old Padma grabs her sister's shoulder and pulls her back. "I don't think it's safe."

"Pads." Parvati whines reaching out for the animal sitting on the pond's bank. "It's a Billywig!" Parvati giggles and Padma lets her reach towards the animal that idols on the rock until Paravti gets close enough to scare it off. She sits back on the grass and crosses her arms. "You're no fun Pads."

Padma pulls the book on her lap closer and puts her head back into her book. "Billywigs are native to Australia, Vati."

Padma goes back to reading.

August 1990

"Don't be scared, prema." Mr. Patil tucks his daughter in at night as she wiggles underneath the blankets. "Hogwarts will be your new home and you will love it there."

"Pita, it's so far away from you and mata."

Mr. Patil leans over and kisses his daughter's forehead. "It'll only be for a little while, Padma. You'll have so much fun with your classmates and new friends and your sister that you wont even think about me and mata."

She takes her arms from under the covers and reachs up for a hug. Mr. Patil leans down and wraps his arms around his daughter. "Go to bed now prema. Let your worries sleep."

He leaves her arms and turns out the lights and shuts the door.

September 1991

Padma knows her name is coming next. She tugs on Paravti's robes and pulls her sister backwards.

"Go first for me." She whisperes into her ear.

Parvati doesn't turn. "I can't. It'll know, don't worry."

Padma lets go of her sister's robe and sways on her heels. Her name is called and Parvati gives her room to walk and she's up the steps on the stool before she knows it.

Please, she thinks, I just want to be with my sister. I don't want to be alone. I don't care about being smart, please just with my sister.

It doesn't matter how smart Padma is, she's not brave like Parvati and when they are sitting back to back at different tables Padma wishes they weren't different.

December 1994

"Having fun?" Parvati sits besides Padma and thier dresses mesh next to each other.

Padma shrugs and looks at the dance floor. "Not really. He hasn't even danced with me once."

The other girl sighs and looks out to the dance floor. "Let's find new dates then. Someone who will appericate us."

"No one asked me to the ball, Vati. I only came as a favor."

Parvati's arm slings around her sister's shoulder and she kisses the other girl's temple. "I'm here as a favor too."

"That's because you said no to everyone who asked because you didn't want to leave me out."

They're silent until Parvati grabs her sister's hand and squeezes tightly. "Come on there are some French boys who were smiling at you when you walked in."

Padma doesn't move for a momment but Parvati's pulling her up and before she knows it she's gliding along the dance floor.

October 1995

"Padma, let's go!" Parvati stops in the middle of the walk way and turns at her sister who stands sluggishly behind. "We're going to miss the meeting if you don't hurry."

"I dunno about this Parvati. The Hogs Head isn't the safest.. and I don't think.." She trails off and Parvati is walking towards her crossing her arms over her chest.

"The Hogs Head is perfectly in the Hogsmead limits. You're going to regret it if you don't come now. It's just a meeting and it's for your.. our good if we go." She tugs on her sister's sleeve and Padma sighs and starts walking. Parvati slings her arm around her sister's shoulder. "We need to protect ourselves when the time comes for it Pads."

Padma only nods.

November 1999

Padma sits in the bar and rubs her hand up and down the coffee mug.

"Trust me, please."

When she looks up she almost doesn't recongize her sister. They've always looked a like but they were never really alike and Padma's starting to see it in her sister's face. Her eyes have something behind it, something firece and ready. Padma can only wonder what Parvati sees in hers.

"I would rather be a coward than brave because people hurt when you are brave."

"Don't quote old men at me, Pads. You are braver then you think. We need your help, please, come fight with us."

Padma laughs and takes a sip of butterbeer. "I'm not like you."

Parvati gets up and pulls her robe over her shoulders, it's cold outside. "Apperently, you aren't."

December 1999

Parvati's furneal is small and quiet.

Padma feels like she's attending her very own funreal. She watchs everyone view the body and she wonders if they'd be doing the same at hers. She wonders if she'd draw the same crowd. She wonders what Parvati would be doing, if she'd be sitting in the back all alone.

She wonders what life would have been like if she was in Gryffindor. If the sorting hat had taken her plea and she was sitting besides her sister at the table. If they didn't grow up different, if she was only a little braver.

But Padma isn't a Gryffindor and Padma thinks that's why she's alive and Parvati isn't.