Looking Out For You

Camila Woods

cafe owner · girly
 
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105
OOC First Name
Alexis
Blood Status
Muggleborn
Relationship Status
Single
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual
Wand
Curved 15 Inch Rigid Rowan Wand with Demiguise Hair Core
Age
4/2032
When the first signs of morning came after a long, tearful, sleepless night Camila scribbled a note and had her owl go to Marisol, likely waking her up but Mila didn't care. This was so urgent that she could take whatever complaints her sister would have about the time and not worry about them at all.
1/11/43; 6:23am said:
Mari
Please meet me in the library in an hour. It's very important!
Cammy.
Camila still felt sick after the boy, Jerara, had told her about werewolf hunters because she had naively thought that as scary as the thought of being a werewolf was that no one would actively stalk people down to kill them. Marisol was the most important person in the young girl's life and she felt like crying at the thought of someone wanting to hurt her but she blinked those tears away stubbornly. She had to stay strong and protect her sister from all that wished to harm her so Mila quickly changed and went to the library - hardly caring if she looked presentable or not. The first year looked as if she had been crying all night which she had been but she tried hard to stand strong as she walked into the library where no one was yet except the librarian who was quietly reading although he seemed surprised to see her there, which she ignored. Most students were still sleeping or at the very most eating breakfast which was why Cammy had decided to meet Marisol here, they could have privacy.
 
Marisol had only gotten a few hours of sleep after a tearful night that Halloween evening so she was in a terrible mood when an owl had woken her up with a note. Her mood didn't improve when she saw that it was her younger sister requesting they meet at such an early hour, but she was already awake so she didn't want to leave Mila hanging. She didn't know what could possibly be important to the first year that it required such immediate attention, but the Gryffindor slipped on her shoes and pulled her tangled hair into a ponytail and headed to the library. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying all night but when she got to the deserted library to find her sister there, she saw that Camila looked to be in similar shape. "What happened?" she asked alarmed, pausing her anger and annoyance for a moment to be concerned over her younger sister. Immediately the worst came to the Gryffindor's mind and her biggest fear was that her younger sister would be bullied at Hogwarts which is why she hadn't wanted the younger girl to come in the first place.
 
Camila was so relieved to see Marisol standing there that she didn't take in their matching exteriors and how the older Woods looked as if she'd been crying all night. Instead the girl rushed over to her sister and hugged her. Before anything was said Mila needed this hug because she could not take the idea of someone taking her sister away from her. After probably too long the girl reluctantly released Marisol and wiped her eyes so fresh tears wouldn't fall as she looked at her. "Last night," she began in English before she realized that there could be people near them despite the early hour and the room that appeared empty. Camila became nervous so she switched to Spanish though her voice was still just a whisper, "A boy was dressed up as a werewolf hunter. Marisol they exist." The first year had only ever felt so sick four years ago when she saw her idle laying decrepit in a bed hidden away. The girl took her sister's hand tightly and looked up at her for guidance because there was nothing that she could do to protect her sister from people like these hunters and it made Camila want to cry again.
 
Marisol reluctantly hugged her sister back, wrapping her arms around the younger sister, trying not to be annoyed because she was equally as affectionate especially in moments of vulnerability. She knew something was really bothering her so she let the younger girl squeeze her for longer than she would've liked but she was eager to hear what had happened. Marisol nodded as the girl began, listening to the smooth transition from English to Spanish and then looked into Camila's eyes pitifully. "Oh," she said softly. Marisol had been in the wizarding world for nearly four years now and slowly gotten accustomed to things here, she had forgotten how jarring things can be for a Muggle born to hear for the first time. Marisol sighed and softly replied, "Yeah, they exist" because she had nothing else to offer except a confirmation. "Did you notice a lot of people wearing werewolf costumes last night? People think of them as monsters," she said bitterly, secretly agreeing. "Werewolves are not very accepted here, or in the wizarding world really," she sighed, "It's why I told you this has to be kept completely secret, so you better not have cried in front of someone else!" she added rapidly, alarmed. The idea of Camila crying in front of someone else over a werewolf hunter made Marisol paranoid that someone would catch on to why the first year would be upset over something like that.
 
Camila couldn't believe that this didn't shock Marisol. How had she known that she could be hunted down like a wild dog and not told anyone about it? How had her sister been so strong for so long? How had she not trusted Mila with this enough to share it? The young girl felt fresh tears well in her eyes as she listened to Marisol explain. "No one knows," she said shaking her head so Marisol would be calm as Mila went to speak about the bulk of what had been said. "How could you not tell us you were in danger always? Bullied is one thing but Mari this is serious. Someone could hurt you," Camila said trying to be brave for her sister but she started to cry again as she thought of possibly losing her sister. Any of her family would put the girl into shambles but she always felt with Marisol things were different. It was why they were so alike as far as she could tell - even if sometimes Camila did things she knew her sister would do. The witch gripped tight onto Mari's hand and said, "If anyone thinks about touching a hair on your head," Cammy began in an anger never before seen, "I'll hunt them down." She knew very little magic but this was not going to stop her from hurting anyone who put a risk on Marisol's safety.
 
Marisol relaxed a little as Camila said no one else knew about it, though given how people could overhear things or figure it out on their own, she wasn't too thrilled with the idea of her sister reacting to it last night, as was evident by her red eyes. Marisol sighed at her response, not annoyed, but mostly out of acceptance because she had already gone through all the other emotions. "No one knows about me so I'll be fine," she tried to reassure her sister. She was going to warn the girl to keep this a secret so that no targets would be painted on her back, but her sister's violent reaction was completely new to her and so unlike the younger girl. That was the way Marisol would react to such news if her sister were in her shoes. Marisol pulled her sister into a hug to comfort her and said, "Cammy it's okay, I'm safe here." She felt a rush of gratitude that her sister cared so much for her well-being though it was unnecessary while she was at Hogwarts. She didn't know what she would do once she left the castle, but that wasn't something she wanted to focus on right now and cause her sister to panic more. "Besides, I can take care of myself," she said, laughing a little.
 

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