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Nessie gritted her teeth at the patronising tone, silently bristling with rage. This wasn't going to be as easy as she had hoped, after all. "No." She said coldly, that strange feeling of numb horror rushing over her again. "I'm not willing to be in a different house. The hat made a...

Nessie couldn't help her lip curling in slight disgust as the man spoke, doing her best to keep her voice level. "No, that's not the problem." She said coldly. "The hat put me in the wrong house, I need you to fix it. I'm supposed to be with my sister. We're twins." She said firmly, no...

Nessie wasn't going to "her" dormitory, that much was obvious. This was a mistake, and it needed sorting out, now. If she looked to be accepting it, even for a second, that was a weakness to be exploited. She refused to allow this to happen, and that required immediate action. It hadn't been...

oh girl is winding up in slytherin lol

Not even the promise of getting to live in a castle full of mysteries was enough to assuage the dread freezing Nessie's muscles and tightening each nerve to its most painful. This was it. She had never in her life known dread and fear quite like this. One day - one awful day - to decide her...

Shopping trips were a special kind of nightmare as far as Nessie was concerned, and not the fun kind. People, noise, chaos, it was all far too much. The sooner this ordeal was over, the better. It wasn't long until she and Arachne would have to buy their dreaded school supplies anyway, surely...

An uneasy pang hit Nessie in her stomach as she felt Arachne's fingers unlacing from hers. She ignored her sister's efforts to cup her hands, twisting around and firmly lacing their hands again. Two halves of a whole, always. Nessie rollled her eyes slightly at Arachne's optimism, shaking her...

Nessie scowled slightly as she looked down at their joined hands, lacing her fingers with her twin's. "Older people aren't automatically quieter." She said pointedly. "Auntie Harley is older and she's so loud." Her auntie could get away with it, in Nessie's opinion - she was fun to be...

Nessie squinched up her nose at the tap, leaning away in frustration. "I win." She said quickly, making sure her victory in the game was asserted before she continued. "I know it's not such little kids, but it's way more people. We won't even get to have our own room." They might not be...

Daycare. It was a silly word and a silly concept, especially for kids Nessie & Arachne's age. Like they were still toddlers. Nessie had hated the idea when their parents had announced they had been enrolled, and she hated every second she had to spend here. Surely she and Arachne were old...

Nessie Westwick, born 2053, currently 5