>>Sister Dearest..... come play with me>>

[eva potter]

Sister Dearest... come play with me.
I miss our days that were fun and happy.

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[evey potter]

Evelyn was so disheartened by the prospect of never seeing her sister again that she'd not even bothered with appearances for the rendezvous. This was the first time she'd been out in public and a week, and she looked like hell (or as close to it as Evelyn ever got). Her bright red hair had been pulled up in a messy bun and she was wearing an pair of Lily's ratty sweatpants and one of Albus's old jumpers, which was much too large for her. It was a little warm for such an ensemble, but she just hadn't been compelled to change. Her eyes were shielded from the setting sunlight by oversized sunglasses as she trotted down main street, making injured puppy faces at anyone who passed her, like a silent plee for help.

She wasn't ready to face Eva just yet, not after what she'd done to her. She was a creature of habit, and her habits had been very sorely disrupted when Eva had run off with some old flame of hers to get married. Honestly, an elopement was not only cliche but lacked anything that might even be slightly comparable to tact. Eva had no tact and it reflected very very poorly on her younger twin sister. Everyone had been treating her as if she was the one who'd gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

The last few weeks had been difficult for her, thus the au natural hair. She really didn't care enough to charm it to be blonde right now, and had been starting to wonder if she'd ever do it again. It'd been something she did regularly since she was eleven, as soon as she'd been capable of it. But after Eva left, every time she looked in the mirror it was like she was looking at her sister. She couldn't stand it. Looking like Eva meant living with the guilt of her actions. Looking like Lily Evans just meant that everyone expected her to be a superhuman, just like her grandmother.

She could almost deal with not being as perfect as Lily, but being more perfect that Eva was just too much for her to bear. Her head ducked slightly, she entered the playground, quickly selecting a swing to rest on. She hadn't left her flat in ages, and the outside world was even glummer than it had been last time she'd been hear. There was something distinctly foggy about the air, like some slow moving dark wave of despair slowly washing over the town. A new Era was on the rise and it was not a good one. Licking her lips in thought, Evey looked up and craned her neck around, wondering where Eva was.

This playground held so many memories for Evey, from when she was a small child to her school years to even just months ago. It had always been a favorite date destination of hers, and she'd found herself falling love here just as often as she found her heart being broken here. Beyond that, though, there were memories of playing with Eva when they were kids, before they'd been sorted into rival houses, before they'd started charming their family resemblance away, before they'd been pitted against each other in the sport of Quidditch and so many other things as well. Back when they were just kids. Happy little kids with their father's eyes and their mother's hair who wore overalls and loved their parents and their siblings and everything in the world. Little kids who had no idea what evil was.

Nothing could ever be that simple again, even if they won the war and Eva made amends with their father and nothing bad ever happened and Eva married a pretty, well-off boy and had seven kids who grew up in the townhouse right next to Evey's seven kids. If the future was the perfect dream Evey had expected it to be for so long, it wouldn't matter. Because Evey was different now, nothing could ever be perfect again. Perfect people's minds aren't riddled with scars of war and mistrust. Perfect people's minds are as perfect as they day they were born.

Evey would never ever be perfect again.

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[eva potter]

[/b] Knowing that her sister would know exactly what she was apologizing about, she didn't expand on her thoughts. Not knowing how to approach the next part of the reason for being so persistent the past couple days she left it at the awkward silence. Looking at her sister's attire she could automatically tell that she hasn't left the apartment in at least a few days. "You haven't left the apartment in a while haven't you?"

Leaving it to her to answer, she stayed silent. Yet, when she finally figured out how to start the second part to the meeting, she slipped in parseltongue, in prevention from anyone in the family overhearing the next sentence, "You were right about Taita."[/color] Admitting she was wrong took a lot more out of Eva than she expected but she was able to do it, barely. It was always difficult to admit her faults like that to anyone, especially Evey. "I don't want to hear anything right now, first I want to try and fix this, then I'll explain the second part. I cannot bear to not have you as part of my life. Can we please try to fix this first? Please sister. This whole situation is due to my stupidity, please just try to forgive me, soon." It was obvious to the outsider that these two were close and she was just apologizing, although the family knew how hard it is for Eva to apologize. Her high horse prevents her from apologizing, it's not in this Slytherin's nature. Hopefully Evey will see that she's trying to apologize sincerely. [/ul][/i][/size]