Visions (CeCe)

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Anya had asked to meet with CeCe once she heard that CeCe had gotten a job at Hogwarts. She was super excited as that meant that she could see CeCe more often than just in the summer and maybe on Christmas. She told her mum that she wanted to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because she wanted it to be the first Christmas ever that she spent with CeCe. And, she asked if CeCe could come with her the next one, and of course, her mother said it was fine.

But Anya had more on her mind than Christmas, and spending time with CeCe. Anya had been having weird vivid dreams that seemed to come true. She had her first "vision" that wasn't a dream the other day. Though she thought she had fallen asleep for a few minutes, but when she asked those around her, she said that she hadn't, that she had been awake. She had a vision that CeCe had gotten extremely hurt. Not just a scrape or a bruise, like a bloody nose, and scraped up face hurt. She saw CeCe's boot sticking on some gum when she was running, and CeCe falling face down.

Anya thought it was time to tell CeCe about these weird dreams or visions she had been having since of course, it affected CeCe. Before it was just a dream of the spell she was going to learn in class, but now it was serious. She had done research after she had her dream, and found out that way in her blood line there were registered Seers. She had also found that this trait was genetic. She held her research in her hand in case CeCe went off on her and told her she was crazy. It was then she saw CeCe coming, and a piece of gum right in her path...

Having been busy, thrown into the deep end of her new job, because of the alarming amount of students who'd caught the cold that seemed to be spreading around the school, Cece still hadn't had the time to meet up with Anya. In the past couple of days, she'd been waking up, going to the hospital wing, staying there until late evening, and then going to bed. And that was fine, she was quite enjoying herself so far. But seeing her sister just didn't fit in with the schedule. That didn't mean she wasn't going to make it. As soon as Anya had found out she was coming to work at the school, she'd owled requesting they meet up, and finally the blonde had managed to reply and organise a meeting. For some strange reason, they'd agreed to go outside for this meeting. Aware that she would probably follow the trend and catch that damn cold, she wrapped up warm, in her heavy coat and a scarf.

When her sister had mentioned the place, she had been pretty sure she knew where it was, not too far from the castle, near the gardens. But in theory, it was far more difficult to navigate the grounds to find the right place. Eventually, she caught sight of the weird stone circle thing, and grinning widely, headed towards the small figure she could see standing there. And she started to walk faster, in the hope of giving Anya a hug and convincing her to go inside and get hot chocolate or something.

Only, if there was one thing she'd learned in her life, it was that she shouldn't walk fast. Being clumsy as fuck meant she was never going to stay upright for long. The circumstances that occurred next only proved this theory, because she felt her foot catch on something, and before she knew what was happening, she had hit the floor headfirst. Brilliant. And her little sister had seen her being an idiot, too. Only after worrying about the embarrassment and trying to prop herself up did the impact of the fall hit her, and the pain settle in. Her nose killed. It might not be broken - she couldn't tell immediately - but it sure as hell hurt, and picking up her hand to hold it, she realised that it was bleeding. How badly, she didn't know, she couldn't see herself, but it hurt, and it hurt to stand up and look over to Anya. "Hey... how's it going?" she managed to squeak. As she took out her wand from her pocket to try and fix the bloody nose.

Anya saw her sister walking up. She saw her fall flat on her face. Was she allowed to stop this terrible things from happening? She didn't know. And when CeCe looked up with blood coming down her face, Anya just broke down and cried. Some brave Gryffindor she was. She didn't know how to help CeCe at this time. Anya started, "You got hurt and I couldn't save you! It's all my fault! I'm so sorry!" Anya was now scared. If these visions meant her seeing her loved ones get hurt, then she didn't want any part of it. But somehow she knew there was no way to stop them from happening. There wasn't just an off switch.

She didn't know where to start with telling CeCe about her seeing her fall flat on her face. Would CeCe still love her even though she could've prevented her from getting hurt? These where things that 12 year olds shouldn't have to worry about. But as soon as CeCe fixed her own nose Anya felt a little better. Maybe there was hope that she would still want to be her sister. But just to make sure she asked, "Do you still want to be my sister since I let you fall?" She knew it was a stupid question, but she just had to make sure. The tears where still falling, and Anya wiped them on her sleeve.

She didn't know where to start. This was traumatizing. This was heart breaking. She hadn't told a single sole about her visions except Juan. Her Deja vu journal. Juan was her best friend at the moment. She hadn't talked to Saryana at all this term but only to keep her protected from the monster that Anya was. Sary seemed too innocent to be dragged into this monster of a mess. She only hoped that Sary wasn't too terribly mad at her for having avoided her all term. And now she realized she was just as terrible of a friend as she was a sister.