Ren was a person who always saw two sides to everything. Having told Layla about Audrey, she now had two opinions on the matter. Relief was the first. Having told Layla was a nice feeling, and her sister had surprisingly been very accepting of Ren's recent findings. However, then there was the second part. As any normal sibling would, Layla had taken to teasing Ren about Audrey; which was growing more and more embarrassing, as well as slightly annoying. Still, the good outweighed the bad; Ren was just relieved of Layla's acceptance.

Despite her now easier relationship with her sister, Ren felt as though the world were pressing down on her. It was now not herself that worried her, but Layla. Her sister had been rather down the past few weeks, and she seemed to be very distant with Ren, despite her attempt to be supportive of Ren. In response, Ren allowed her sister all the alone time she needed, understanding that sometimes a person just does not want to be with people. Still, she never seemed to be getting better.

On top of that, her relationship with Audrey was always rather nerve-racking on Ren's part. She wasn't sure if Audrey had the slightest clue or not, but these days she was always shaking in Audrey's presence. The mere thought of her sent shivers up Ren's spine. She was getting used to it though, and felt she managed to cope well for the situation. Often enough though, Ren would go to bed without supper, after debating the idea for a while. Food never seemed to be too tempting at all anymore, but she didn't care. She would pull through, and she was trying her best to work with Layla through whatever was bothering her. Though, it proved difficult, as Layla flatly refused to tell her anything.

Sooner than expected, Winter Break crept up. Professor McGonagall passed out a slip of parchment to all her classes, requesting the students to sigh their name if they were to remain at Hogwarts. Not surprisingly, a lot of students went home. What did come as a surprise to Ren, was that Audrey had mentioned staying. Not that it was a bad thing, Ren was extremely glad to hear the news. But still, she couldn't help but shudder at the thought of being almost alone with Audrey for two whole weeks, she wondered if Audrey really was staying or if she was just trifling with the idea.

For what seemed like an eternity, Ren had been showing symptoms of her feelings to Audrey. She still wasn't eating much, and her hands were shaking just as often as ever. The conditions seemed to worsen though. Passing Audrey in the hallway or the common room, Ren found her knees weakening, almost as if she would collapse. At night, when it was cold, dark, and lonesome, she would lie awake wondering what it would be like to be in Audrey's arms. She found herself constantly cold, unless in the presence of Audrey, in which her body temperature skyrocketed and she became uncomfortably hot. Feeling torn in half, Ren wondered if she had really meant what she said when she told Layla she wouldn't let Audrey know. At this point, she wanted to scream how much she loved her every time she was with Audrey. When they were separated, Ren found herself extremely moody and her eyes were constantly welling up with tears.

It was of Ren's opinion, however, that perhaps she wasn't the only one with the crush. Lately, she had been noticing Layla grow more tense as the days went on. She noticed her sister dazing off during dinner, more often than that, she would note her sister's wandering eyes. Despite following them, Ren never could quite tell where she was looking, the halls was always conveniently crowded just enough. Ren wanted to know what was on her sibling's mind, but she felt out of place directly acting. Before, they would tell each other everything, but now everything was different. She felt slightly betrayed her sister didn't feel the need to confide in her, which left her a feeling of failure. What made things worse is that it appeared like Layla was aware of how Ren felt about all of this.

One day, the two were traveling back to the Common Room from Dinner, Layla seemed rather heavy that day, and Ren was going crazy feeling vulnerable to protect her sister. "Ren." Layla said, as the mounted the stairs. "I have something to tell you."

"Really?" Ren replied, trying not to sound as if she expected it.

"Yeah. Follow me."

"Sure." This time, Ren was stumped. Layla was leading her into a corridor she had never been to before. It was dimly lit, and looked as though not many people at all ever used the hall.

"Right here." Layla said stopping abruptly.

"There's nothing here." Ren said blatantly, seeming a little irritated.

Layla said nothing, instead she was pacing, as if she knew what she was doing. Folding her arms across her chest, Ren watched in wonder as a wooden door appeared out of what had once been a solid stone wall. Layla seized the handle, allowing Ren to go in first, following shortly after. Ren couldn't help but stare in awe. The room looked exactly like Layla's old room in France had been.

"What is this?" Ren asked, amazed, mouth slightly open. Her eyes darted all over the place, scanning the room in approval. "This is amazing."

"They call it the Room of Requirement." Layla said, making sure the door was locked securely before striding over to the bed where her guitar lay. Ren stood rooted to the spot, gaping at her sister who seemed to see this as no big deal. "Sit down, we need to talk." Layla said, pointing a finger to the chair by her desk before seating herself on the messy bed, gently strumming the guitar strings. Ren obeyed, pulling the chair out, throwing an old, dirty sock aside before sitting down. She dropped her bag by her feet and looked around more. Layla was still fingering her guitar, seeming pensive and thoughtful, at peace.

"Why did you bring me here?" Ren asked slowly, happy to see Layla happy.

Layla shrugged. "I figured you should know about it. Besides, I needed a place to talk to you, and this is about as private as it gets."

"What about?"

"It's kind of hard." she replied, pausing from her guitar to look up at Ren.

"It's usually best to just say it, get it over with." Ren said, remembering how nervous she was when she confessed how she felt about Audrey.

"I know... But I'm no good at 'just saying it'."

Ren said nothing, allowing Layla to gather her thoughts again.

"There's... this guy. Say I like him... and... well- I really like him."

"What about Jeff?"

"I don't know." Layla hung her head, staring at the neck of her guitar; almost as if trying to remember a chord. "I still like him... but it's just that..."

"You've been away from him for such a long time you've lost your feelings for him?" Ren suggested. Layla shrugged, looking as though this statement didn't satisfy what she was trying to say; but she didn't protest either, she just contented staring at her guitar, holding it affectionately.

"Ever since I've known James I can't stop thinking about him." Layla said after a moment of silence. "I like Jeff, and I can't not think of him either; but for everything that I lacked with Jeff, it's like James could make up for that."

"Well, I don't see any harm in that." Ren said, realizing how confused her sister must be. "I mean, we're probably never going back to France anyway, so it's not like you honestly have a chance with Jeff anyway." Realizing what she had said came out rather bitter, Ren wished she hadn't said it, but Layla seemed to not care. She simply shrugged and continued idly picking strings. Ren wondered if Layla was done with her confessions or not; it appeared as though there was still something on her mind, but she also appeared inclined to just sit there in silence strumming chords.

"I miss France." she said softly, staring blankly at the wall, avoiding eye contact with Ren. "But then again, I like James so much, it's not like a crush so much as a..."

"Obsession?" Ren asked, cutting in again. Layla nodded, her eyes wandering about the room, still avoiding Ren. "I know how you feel." she sighed, thinking about Audrey.

"You can go if you want." Layla said, seeming to know what Ren was thinking about.

"Not if you've got more to tell me." Ren didn't mean to pry, but if her sister was taking the time to open up now, she at least wanted to full story.

"There's nothing to tell." Layla said, seeming to want to drop the subject. "I mean, that's it. I like James Karn, and that's it."

"That's all that's been gnawing at you?"

"Yes." Layla said in a definite tone. When this was said Ren knew she lost the battle, and began to back off.

"Ok then." She said standing up, pushing the chair back in where it had once sat. "I'll go." Ren knew her sister wanted to be left a lone with her thoughts now, but she didn't want to leave. Not really. She was slightly relieved to be going back to the Common Room- back to Audrey. But the nature of her was rarely inclined to leave her sibling in a critical time as such. However, she respected Layla's wants, and took up her bag once more, leaving swiftly through the door. She stood outside the door a moment, taking in the surroundings; she wanted to make sure she knew where this magical room was before departing. The corridor was blank and cold, nothing amazing stood out about it. In fact, the only decor in the whole hall was a tapestry of dancing trolls. So, that was how she would remember, look for the dancing trolls.

Walking back to the Common Room, Ren reflected on what had just happened between the two of them. Ren was grateful Layla was letting her in on the picture. She was also grateful that Layla had found the Room of Requirement, she looked so happy to be holding a guitar once more. It was then that she realized how much she missed her own guitar. She regretted leaving France so quickly. They had rushed themselves out of the country so fast, they had only packed essentials. But that wasn't their fault. Ren just missed all of the things she had in France.

Entering the Common Room, she hadn't noticed how depressed she was making herself, until she saw Audrey and lightened up. Despite how much she missed France, she realized she could never go back. Not after becoming so attached to Audrey. She was the one person aside from her family that she had learned to trust completely, and love; for that she would gladly give up her guitar.