Written for 2 Week Drabble Wars at Hogwarts (prompt: "If you touch my [son/daughter/mother/father/etc] again, I'll f*cking kill you!" - The Babadook)
Written for the Caesar's Palace Prompts at Caesar's Palace (prompts: fury, eclipse, moon)
WC: 337
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Kissing the tulips that were planted on the box in the window, Gormlaith looked through the open window at the baby sleeping in its crib. With a bored gaze, she propped her face up by her window, and the light of the moon was temporarily eclipsed by her face. Gormlaith laid her chin on the windowsill, and the moon lit the baby's form again. What a fragile creature.
She lifted herself through the window and tread over to the crib with apprehensive feet. This was her niece? How much she had missed since she and her sister were estranged.
She laid her palm on the baby's head and smoothed back its hair with her bony fingers.
"You are so small," she murmured. Her fingers clenched.
Suddenly, the door behind her flew open and crashed against the wall with a bang. Gormlaith jumped back, flinging her hand and knocking the baby and waking it.
Her sister stood in the doorway, her form a silhouette against the candlelight from the hallway. Her wand was drawn against her side, and she snarled. "If you touch my daughter again, I'll kill you."
Gormlaith drew her wand, trying to block out the baby's piercing shrieks. "You couldn't."
"Never doubt the power of a mother's love," Riognach spat, "Gormlaith." She advanced towards her sister, her shoulders tense, but her wrist loose. "I know some nasty hexes. You might remember."
Gormlaith nodded as Riognach became darker and darker as she advanced further into the nursery. With her robes draped over her, she looked like a dementor or ghostly creature from the otherworld.
"Why did you come?" Riognach asked. "I thought you didn't want anything to do with me."
"Slytherins are loyal to their families," said Gormlaith. "I wanted to check on you."
Riognach shifted her body until she was protecting the crib from Gormlaith's reach. Then she waved her wand and flung a jinx across the room. "Begone!"
Gormlaith put up a shield before spitting in her sister's direction and Disapparating with a crack.