May 29, 1889 - Hospital Wing

It was all Claire could do not to continue to sob. Her eyes were still puffy, and she surely was miserable. How could Cele do this? Plan such a big prank without even talking to her? What would the potion have even done?

Didn't matter now. Now her twin was just... gone. How could she do anything now? It was as if they had almost always done everything together. But now Claire sat alone, miserable. Well... not alone it seemed. As someone approached her. She gave them a shy look. Was she even up for talking?

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Magic by Bee!

French is mixed into her accent due to French parents and household staff

Alcyone had been quite subdued by the news. Celeste had been a mere year younger than her. They had held some things in common. Alcyone couldn't imagine how the surviving Miss Benet must feel. To have been with someone since even before birth and to suddenly be bereft of them? The twelve year old couldn't quite comprehend it, the main loss she had known in life occuring when she was four.

Alcyone had heard that Miss Benet was in the hospital wing and decided to go see her. Surely she was in need of a friend even if Alcyone had no idea how to do that. It was odd to see Miss Benet without the other one - to know that from now on, there would be no more wondering which Miss Benet one was speaking to. "I thought you might like some company," she explained as she sat in a nearby chair.

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Did it ever stop hurting? How had Cele gone first? She had always been the more quiet one of their little duo. The shy one. The more reasonable one. Merlin forbid, had she done this for Claire? The surviving twin could not bear the thought.

Now she would never get to confuse someone by answering for her sister. The sighs and occasional eye rolls from the professors would be deeply missed. How did other twins do it? Was it like a half of them was lost as well?

Claire pondered on Miss Slughorn's words. After a moment, she nodded. While the fellow Gryffindor was not one of her parents or... well, company was good. "I suppose the whole school knows." She said softly.

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Magic by Bee!

French is mixed into her accent due to French parents and household staff

Alcyone wasn't sure how to do this whole comforting thing but the other girl was someone she liked, a fellow Gryffindor Girl, a younger year that she should be helping. Her heart broke for the other girl. It was odd to think of someone not only her own age but younger dying. It was the most tragic thing to happen this school year. "Yes. It was announced by the deputy headmaster," she replied. "I'm sure others will want to offer their condolences but I think you'll get good privacy here."

  

It was actually announced? Wow, she supposed the entire school really did know then. Did all of the ghosts know? Did Peeves know? As a fellow pranker, would he be sad to loose such a wonderful mind? She hadn't seen him yet. "I suppose." She mumbled as she thought of too many thoughts. It really was overwhelming. Now she would have to mourn. She didn't want to mourn, as that would make her think about it. She didn't want to think about it, as that would make her sad. What would Cele say to all of this?

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Magic by Bee!

French is mixed into her accent due to French parents and household staff

"We don't have to talk if you don't want to," Alcyone offered. "We can just sit here quietly if you like." She was mainly going off the brief things that she could remember about how it had been for her when her mother had died.

  

Did Claire want to talk? She wasn't sure. What would they talk about? Her dead twin? She couldn't. The weather? Like that would help anything. After a moment, she nodded. No talking seemed to help her in this situation. Maybe something might come to her mind soon, but not now.

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Magic by Bee!

French is mixed into her accent due to French parents and household staff

It was a little awkward - but what could one really expect from girls of their age? They were both usually boisterous, lively girls but for this solemn time, Alcyone sat in companionable silence with Miss Benet. Uncharacteristic for them both probably but it seemed to be what was needed at the moment.