MY TWINYPOO, LILY || unholy confessions

[Samantha Nicole Brooks]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] there's a fire starting in my heart. reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Samantha had been dreading this day for a while. She didn't want to tell Lily what had happened to her. At all. She wanted to keep it to herself forever and never ever tell anyone. So far Rune was the only one that knew, but she didn't even tell him. He figured it out himself. Part of her hated him for it, but she knew it wasn't his fault. She was the one to blame about that. She flashed her fangs at him by mistake. She ran her fingers through her hair as she paced in the dorm. It was almost dinner time and the whole house was pretty much down in the great hall for supper. Sam had sent Lily a message as she passed her in the hall, telling her to meet her in the dorm before dinner. They'd have time to talk before everyone came back. They could always go down to the kitchen to get food later anyway. She was completely restless as she waited for her twin. She needed to distract herself. She knew Lily would be confuse and try to read her thoughts to see what was going on, but she couldn't let that happen. So, taking a deep breath to calm herself, Sam sat on her bed and dumped her books onto her bed. She had four papers to write. She'd get started on them know and finish them later that night. She grabbed her potions book and opened to the pages that were assigned and grabbed some parchment. Slughorn wanted a twelve inch parchment on different kinds of sleeping droughts and how each one was distinctly different from each other. She didn't really care about sleeping droughts, but she figured she'd get the most boring essay out of the way. She had gotten about halfway through writing it, when she heard the entrance to the common room open. Her head perked up and she focused on their thoughts, seeing if it was Lily. She couldn't really tell, but she was sure it was her sister. They pretty much just knew when the other was around. It was a twin thing. She kept her own thoughts closed as she waited patiently one the bed. Thankfully the essay did exactly what it was supposed to do. Distract her and calm her down. She had been a wreck practically all day. But soon everything would be out in the open and Lily would finally know about what had happened and why Sam was gone all summer with no word. That was all Sam cared about. LILYPAD<3. 450. OUTFIT. ROLLING IN THE DEEP ; ADELE TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.

[jolene]

Lily had been dreading this day for a while. She didn't want to tell Samantha what had happened to her. At all. She wanted to keep it to herself forever and never ever tell anyone. She had originally wanted to tell Sam during the summer, almost immediately after the dreaded event occured, but her letters had always went unanswered. Half-angry, half-reluctant to reveal the truth with her twin upon her return, Lily had not wanted to tell her about what happened to her in London. After going so long with no contact with her other half, her sister, the one she shared everything with, she felt as if a canyon separated the two now, and was now frightened by the idea of revealing anything to Sam.

Lily was on her way back from the library, having finished - nor simply ignored, as it were - her homework and simply hid out for several hours. It was a well known fact that if Lily ever wanted to hide, the Library would be the last place anyone would think to look, as she generally had an aversion to all things living up to the status quo, and many people tended to believe that, due to her irrational fear of all things quill and parchment, that fear included the Library. That fact was far from true; she loved books, she just didn't let others think that. But, as it was nearing dinner time, Lily knew that she could not stall any longer. She packed up her bag and began the death march to the Ravenclaw Common Room, the message Sam had sent her via their mind link ringing in her head. Lily was certain that her sister had noticed the changes in her, the slight aversion she had to her own flesh and blood, the reluctance to converse as they used to do on numerous occasions... Lily drew a shuddering breath, adjusting the strap on her shoulder as she stared at the Ravenclaw entrance, answering the riddle immediately, but reluctantly. The entrance opened immediately, and, shielding her mind against the internal probing she knew her sister would try to do, entered the Common Room.

Lily entered the girl's dorm, unable to keep herself from smirking at the sight of her sister bent over an essay for Old Sluggy. "Do you always have to be such a Ravenclaw?" she teased, a common passtime that had seemed to dissipate upon her sister's return from wherever she'd been. She missed the light banter she had once shared with Sam, though part of her felt that they would never truly go back to that easy comraderie after the events of the previous summer, at least on her part. She felt too betrayed to trust her twin enough for that kind of relationship ever again. She'd felt abandoned by her closest family member when she'd needed her most; there was just no easy way to get over that.