Title: In My Mind

Characters: Queenie Goldstein and Porpentina Goldstein.

Word Count: 866

Prompts: [Character] Queenie Goldstein. [Title] In My Mind. [word] Eccentric. [Relationship] Siblings. [Dialogue] "Every time you try to flirt with her, a puppy dies.

AN: Written for The Insane House Challenge, the 365 Prompts Challenge and February Event – Library Lovers at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments).

New York City was a lively place filled to the brink with eccentric people. That was one of the reasons why Queenie Goldstein loved it so much. Because if there was one word which adequately described her it would be eccentric. But that didn't mean that she was crazy or that she was completely unable to do normal things. Most people just didn't see her like that. Most people only saw the blond hair, that effortlessly sensual smile and was immediately drawn in by her body. But Queenie was so much more than her physical appearance or eccentric behaviour. It was a shame that few people knew that.

Porpentina Goldstein, or Tina, her younger sister knew that. And because she knew that Queenie was more than her physical appearance, she was not shocked to come home and find her older sister sitting in the couch with a book resting on her lap and a pair of reading glasses in front of her murky green eyes. The sisters were closer than most sisters because of the unusual circumstances which had led them to this moment in their lives. They weren't guided by the social norms who said that the oldest was supposed to take care of the youngest. They merely took care of each other and did what they could to help. Tina looked nothing like her older sister. She had dark brown, short hair which ended by her jaw, bangs which rarely looked like she wanted it to and dark brown eyes. Tina was the opposite of eccentric. The sisters had never been the kind who could share clothes. Not because they weren't close but because their taste were worlds away from each other. Queenie wore bright colours and was comfortable enough with her body so that she could wear and get away with almost anything. While Tina wore darker colours and focused more on making sure that she could get around without problems. Tina would never wear the clothes she saw Queenie wearing in that very moment. It was a thin robe over her black tank top, but one of the sleeves had fallen down and revealed her shoulder, and a pair of loosely fitted pants which ended above her calves but under her knees. A cup of coffee, with a bit too much milk for Tina's taste, stood next to her on the table and a spoon moved back and forth with the same speed as Queenie's hand.

"Hey there sis." Tina said smiling as she dropped the bag on the floor just inside the door.

"Hey," Queenie, seemingly against her will, tore her gaze away from the captivating book and gave Tina that smile which was so typical her sister and never failed to make any day a little bit brighter. "How was work?"

Tina groaned as she sat down at the empty end of the couch. "It was terrible. I'm so glad that it's over. Well, until tomorrow but let's not dwell on that. How was your day?"

"Well," Queenie closed the book with one finger between the pages so that she wouldn't forget where she was. "I've read a few books. I was going to clean the apartment but I got lost in my head before I got anything done. But don't worry. I'll clean up tomorrow."

Tina looked around at the messy state of their apartment. Neither of them would ever win an award for being the cleanliest person in the world or even New York City; it was possibly that they wouldn't even win if they were compared only to the people in the building. She sometimes thought about why that was and came up with different reasons. Tina, herself, was rarely home before late due to work and wasn't about to start cleaning the moment she stepped inside the door. Queenie, whom were home more than Tina was, often, as she put it, got lost inside her own head. Tina couldn't say that she didn't understand her oldest sisters need to do that. It was a logical consequence of spending so much time in other people's heads.

"I thought you were going back to work tomorrow?"

"I may not, I don't think that I've fully recovered yet." Queenie put her hand against her forehead and grimaced. "I'll send a letter to him tonight. Maybe this time he'll reply without flirting with me."

The smile on Tina's face grew to the point where Queenie couldn't help but feel suspicious. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Tina shrugged. "I may have sent your boss an anonymous letter saying something to make sure that he stopped flirting with you."

"Saying what?"

"Every time you flirt with her, a puppy dies," Queenie gasped but didn't bother trying to hide the smile that appeared on her face. "You weren't doing anything about it so I decided to do something for you."

"You're a good sister, Teenie." Queenie said with a laugh.

Her younger sister nodded and silently wished that her older sister could be judged by something else than her physical appearance and her eccentricity. There were so much more to her than that. "I know I am. So are you."

The end