Guys, I don't know when I can update again, seeing as I have a new timetable, which means more homework and I have new classes as well and it's been getting more and more difficult. So I've written a short 600 word thing to keep you up, and I'll be writing as much as I can, but I won't update for a while, because school finished in 3 weeks, and then I'm away for 2 so it will be a while, though I'll keep writing. Sorry xx
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SPN&HP
Hermione had just apparated away, and Dean was standing there in shock, staring at the stop she had vanished from. She was gone, again.
And he had done nothing to stop it, again. It would be a five hour drive, at least to get back to her house, in Santa Barbara, and by the time they got there, she would probably have gone, through the weird fireplace thing again.
Dean turned and looked at his brother, who was standing there, looking angry but significantly less so than earlier.
"What the actual fuck, dude? Why the hell did you do that?!"
"She's a witch, Dean."
"You don't think I don't know that?! And I don't care. D'ya know why? Because I listened to her, and she's not a demon witch! Dad gave her away because her powers had begun to flare up and he didn't like it. I've lost her once, Sammy, if you made me loose her again…"
"You knew and you didn't tell me?! "
"Of course I knew, you fucktard! She's my twin, it's not as if she hide much from me! And goddamn it Sam, I'm already worried about her."
"What do you mean?"
"She's been through so much, Sam, way more than we have. I –I'm worried about her and I know I haven't seen her in ages, and that I hardly know her anymore, but she's really worrying me. I have hardly any memories of her, like at all, but I do remember that she hardly cried. And to see her like that, it's fucking terrifying. She really loved you, you know that? You know how I looked after us when we were little? She loved you just as much as I did. She would have done anything for you, and I still think she will. But, Jesus fuck, Sam, she didn't want to tell me about anything before, I dunno what she's going to be like now. To be honest, I'm scared to find out." By the end of his impromptu speech, Dean's eyes began shining, and that was what scared Sam the most.
"We should go find her."
"No shit, Sherlock."
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Hermione had arrived back at her apartment in an instant, as per usual with apparating, tears flowing. She winced as she realised she had splinched herself, apparating a long distance with no wand, and she now had a reasonable chuck missing from her shoulder. Brokenly, Hermione hobbled over to the kitchen to where she kept the dittany, using up the rest of the supply she had. Once she had healed herself Hermione just sat down on the sofa with a beer in hand.
There she sat, with the TV off and no distractions, for at least a few hours. Beer after beer left her hand until she was completely drunk and yet, no matter how hard she tried, the words never left her head. Her brain was fuzzy but the words from her younger brother stuck around her skull bouncing around like little devils, causing pain in the physical and metaphorical sense.
It's not like we wanted you here
Only needed you because of dad
Didn't he come find you before this?
He didn't want to!
Leave us the hell alone
Get away from me
If that wasn't torturous enough, her over-working brain wouldn't keep quiet either.
They don't need you. They don't want you. They don't love you. You're a freak, just like dad used to say, nobody loves you. Did you see Dean? Even he doesn't want to help you. Because you're worthless.
Worthless! Useless! Freak! Stupid! Strange. Odd. Not right. Different. Invisible. Abnormal. Hopeless. Inadequate. Insignificant! Don't come back to us. Demonic.
You're trying to be a Winchester again, but didn't daddy tell you that can't happen, you don't belong with this family. You don't belong anywhere. You're always the outcast, the unwanted tag-along. No-one's even looked at you twice since Fred died, and it was your fault he died too. If you weren't evil daddy would want you and you would have had a family, but you fucked that up as well didn't you?
SPN&HP
So we have daddy issues and angst here, and I promise I will try to get it updated as soon as I can, but I know this is really, really short. I mean, my average is about 6k, 100 times this long and there is more, but I' still working that all out.
See you as soon as I can.
Keep reviewing and favouriting and following, they give me the strength to deal with advanced maths.
Elle
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