- Messages
- 10,842
- OOC First Name
- Kait
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Wand
- 12" Ash wand with tail of unicorn hair core
- Age
- 7/2006
Kiera Potter anxiously paced back and forth across her living room as she waited for her little sister to arrive. The twins were sleeping upstairs as she had put them to bed an hour ago, making excuses for why their father was not there to tuck them in as well. She had to be strong for them despite the fact that she felt like a total wreck on the inside. Where in the bloody hell was James? He had gone out hours ago to pick up something from her shop. The outing shouldn't have taken him more than an hour. As the minutes and then hours ticked by, Kiera began to get an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something was not right. When night fell and her husband had not returned, Kiera had phoned Kat to come and watch the children, so she could go look for him. Katheryn had promised to leave immediately and was expected any minute. Kiera's honey eyes looked up as she heard the latch on the door click open. She was hopeful her eyes would be meeting those of her husband's. No such luck. She stared straight into her sister's icy blue eyes that bared an uncanny resemblance to her brother and mother's eyes. Kiera embraced Kat, tears beginning to well up in her eyes as she tried to force them back. "Oh, Kat. Thank you for coming. Link and Lyra are asleep upstairs. I will be back soon. I have to find him." she said, her voice shaky. With a kiss on Kat's cheek, Kiera walked out the front door.
Kiera apparated first to Ollivander's to see if James had in fact made it to shop to pick up the book she had requested. The brunette only had to take a few steps into the shop to see that James had never made it to the shop. The book was still lying open on the countertop, right where she had left it yesterday. Kiera could feel her heart beating faster as she began to imagine the very worst. She quickly walked around the shop, checking to see if there were any clues. The young woman found none. She sat down on the stool, trying to come up with a plan and trying not to fall to pieces. She rested her hand on her the tiny little bump on her belly. It had only been two months ago that Kiera and James found out that they were going to be parents once more. That was the reason James had gone to get her book instead of Kiera going herself. James was worried about his wife and the baby as she had previously experienced a few miscarriages. James was also excited about the baby. He loved Kiera, and he would never abandon his family. It was only a week ago that they had celebrated their ten year anniversary. It had been a lovely evening with the couple enjoying a nice romantic dinner just the two of them. Only those closest to Kiera and James knew that Christmas eve was the date of their actually wedding. Kiera didn't know what she would do without James, or how she could possibly explain that to Lyra and Link or their unborn sibling. She couldn't even begin to think about it.
Kiera went to all of James's favorite places, looking for any sign of him, but finding none. With each stop, Kiera began to panic more. With no idea what else she could do, Kiera apparated to the one place she could think of that might be able to help her in a way that she could not help herself. The weather outside was warm despite the absence of the sun. A breeze blew around her, ruffling her dress. The brunette had tears in her eyes as she walked up the walkway and through the door without knocking. Normally, she wouldn't be so rude as to enter uninvited, but this was an exception. Besides, this was her brother's house. Of course, Cyndi had long been considered her sister, long before she had officially joined the Kingsley family. "Cameron? Cyndi?" she called in a voice full of worry and despair. She looked for any sign as to where they were. Her brother was the head of the Department of Mysteries. Maybe he could find something out for her. "Help. I need help." she said despairingly.
Kiera apparated first to Ollivander's to see if James had in fact made it to shop to pick up the book she had requested. The brunette only had to take a few steps into the shop to see that James had never made it to the shop. The book was still lying open on the countertop, right where she had left it yesterday. Kiera could feel her heart beating faster as she began to imagine the very worst. She quickly walked around the shop, checking to see if there were any clues. The young woman found none. She sat down on the stool, trying to come up with a plan and trying not to fall to pieces. She rested her hand on her the tiny little bump on her belly. It had only been two months ago that Kiera and James found out that they were going to be parents once more. That was the reason James had gone to get her book instead of Kiera going herself. James was worried about his wife and the baby as she had previously experienced a few miscarriages. James was also excited about the baby. He loved Kiera, and he would never abandon his family. It was only a week ago that they had celebrated their ten year anniversary. It had been a lovely evening with the couple enjoying a nice romantic dinner just the two of them. Only those closest to Kiera and James knew that Christmas eve was the date of their actually wedding. Kiera didn't know what she would do without James, or how she could possibly explain that to Lyra and Link or their unborn sibling. She couldn't even begin to think about it.
Kiera went to all of James's favorite places, looking for any sign of him, but finding none. With each stop, Kiera began to panic more. With no idea what else she could do, Kiera apparated to the one place she could think of that might be able to help her in a way that she could not help herself. The weather outside was warm despite the absence of the sun. A breeze blew around her, ruffling her dress. The brunette had tears in her eyes as she walked up the walkway and through the door without knocking. Normally, she wouldn't be so rude as to enter uninvited, but this was an exception. Besides, this was her brother's house. Of course, Cyndi had long been considered her sister, long before she had officially joined the Kingsley family. "Cameron? Cyndi?" she called in a voice full of worry and despair. She looked for any sign as to where they were. Her brother was the head of the Department of Mysteries. Maybe he could find something out for her. "Help. I need help." she said despairingly.