A/N- Here we go! So this is mainly brother and sister relationship and for those of you who are confused, the next chapter will explain everything!
I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
…But I'm holding on
-Broken by Lifehouse
HARRY
I fell into a garden. Vines covered every last inch of the towering stone walls surrounding me. Flowers bloomed on every square of soil they could claim, their growth fostered by the crumbling foundations of a fountain. I let out a laugh, it seemed that Rose had gotten her wish after all, a garden of her very own. She'd figured that nature was something constant, something that would never leave her. I still remembered when she had made it, such a long time ago. We were both so young yet already sick of the world. Our connection had sparked, not just through our twinship, but our experience. At eleven, I was jaded, bitter from my time with the Dursleys while Rose was tired of being left behind.
"Just find platform nine-and-three-quarters," Hagrid had told me with a pat on the back. Now ten minutes later and I was still no closer to finding this magical train to my freedom…and my family, my twin would be there. Someone tapped me on the back. A girl, slightly taller than me, stared at me, one side of her mouth quirked up into a half-smile.
"You too, huh? They should really make this ticket with instructions. How else to they expect the rest of us poor non-detectives to figure it out."
I grinned. "Eh, I guess we find another wizard who knows what the heck he's doing? I'm Harry, Harry Potter. Who are you?"
She smirked, "Your twin. I think we'll get along just fine."
We were so happy back then, so in love with the idea that magic would change everything for the better. Oh, how the mighty fall. Hogwarts gave us something to fight for, a reason to enjoy life but it also reminded us of everything we would never have. A normal life, even for a wizard, had become an unreachable goal.
Tucked away in a corner, a winding path led out of the garden. It was lined with roses and carpeted with rosemary, Rose's subtle claim on the garden of her dreams. This had to be the way to her.
As I walked, I reflected on my argument to convince Rose to return. I couldn't give up hope, but something deep inside me knew it was a lost cause. Only one person could make her and there was no guarantee that she'd listen. Dimitri was the one for Rose, there was no doubt about that. I saw their love in her mind when we had used their twin bond to communicate telepathically. Still, Dimitri had played Rose's biggest fears against her whether he knew it or not. She had confessed to me once that she was terrified of me leaving because everyone she had loved till that point had left.
"Rose? Are you awake?" I prodded her stomach until her eyes fluttered open.
"I am now," she grumbled, "What do you want?"
"I just-I mean-How did you know?"
"Know what? It's 2 am, I don't have time for games Harry."
"That the mirror was so bad. That I had to stay away or it would draw me in."
She sighed and glanced at me, uncertainty swirling in her brown eyes. "Because of what I saw."
Now I was curious, "What did you see? You never told me."
"The mirror showed me myself back at the academy, only this time everyone cared. My "mother" was hugging me, Lissa's parents didn't look at me like their daughter's future guardian and Alberta looked like she was happy I was there. That's when I knew that the mirror showed people their heart's desire. My heart's desire is to be loved, to be wanted for me and not what I can give in return. I realized I'd gladly spent all my time staring at a mirror just to see a false reality to feel that way. And that realization terrified me."
I smiled sadly, "We're a messed up pair, aren't we?"
That was the first time Rose trusted me with anything. Regardless, it took me over a year to convince that I wasn't going anywhere without her. Then third year rolled around and the two of us hit what Rose called our "hottie spurts." I shot up a foot and lost the knobby knees; my messy hair and dorky glasses suddenly became hot. Rose grew elsewhere, if you catch my drift and gained full control over her metamorphogus abilities…and she fell in love with Cedric Diggory.
Every downward spiral starts with an innocence lost. For Rose, it was Cedric's death. For the first time, she had to face very real possibility of loss in this war. Rose dealt with it the best way she knew, she ran from her fear. She closed herself off and refused to form anymore lasting bonds…until Dimitri.
He swept into her life with a bang, an entourage of fireworks following his every move. Once again, Rose ran from her feelings with Mason. Then he died and Rose dropped further into a pit of despair that only Dimitri could pull her out of. And so he did only to drop her back into it with his stupid lie.
Love fades, mine has. He had no idea how much those words would affect Rose whose abandonment issues had ruled her life for so long. And again, Rose did what she did best and ran. She used the war to escape her pain. But the war was over now and she was running for it one final time. Death was her final escape. She'd cheated it so long only to willingly hand herself over. Irony at its finest.
Something stirred in my head, Rose was near. I rounded the bend and there she was. She wore an elegant blue dress, torn and muddied from ground she was sitting on. Rose,I mentally called out to her. She turned and I snorted. Even in limbo, Rose had found the time to put on make-up. That girl was insane, but I loved for it.
"What are you doing here, Harry?" Her accusing tone made me flinch.
"You know why, Rose," I said quietly. She shook her head and turned to face me fully.
You've come to take me back. Her statement echoed in my head through the mind-link we shared as twins.
Please, Rose. I need you-you're my twin, dammit I'm not going to sit back and let you do this to yourself I begged her.
You'll be fine Harry. Ginny will help you and Ron and Hermione are still there.
I growled, frustrated. Yeah, but they're not you! I want you, Rose. Please, please don't do this.
Then I caught it. The spark of a thought she hadn't wanted me to hear. Rose wasn't going anywhere. Not with me, at least.
Fine, if that's how you want to be. Keep being a coward because you can't handle the fact that Dimitri might actually be telling the truth.
That's not it, Harry. She tried to reason.
That is it, Rose! You're upset and betrayed that he did this. You're afraid that he's telling the truth because it means that you'll forgive him. Face it, Rose. You love the man and you're never going to stop. But you're terrified that if he can lie now, he'll up and walk away the next time things get rough. And you know you won't survive that loss.
She glanced at me sadly. Fine, I am just a coward. But is saving myself the pain really that bad?
I sighed. That's the problem, sister. You're running again. And if I'm being honest, I don't think you ever stopped. Ever since Cedric, you've been afraid of love and the effect it has on you. I'm not delusional enough to think that I can convince you to come. But at least I can make you think about what you're doing. It's time to stop running Rose, and start facing your problems head on. Just…think about what I said okay?
She gave me a noncommittal nod but I knew I'd planted the seed. She wouldn't be clinging to the idea of death so hard anymore. With one last pleading look, I spun in place and vanished.
A/N- Bet you weren't expecting that? Review! Review! Review! Really, pretty please
