Fin Se Solo Nei Miei Sogni PV Gemelle

I turned the letter over in my hands several times, checking for writing on the back; making sure that I had not missed anything. Rereading it in an attempt to understand the letter that had been delivered to me by my brother. Reflecting on the way that his words impacted me; the mixture of approaches and retractions. Reading it once and twice, and then thrice for good measure, pitying the poor owl that my brother had sent to me and doing my best to try and warm the poor critter up and give it a bit of soft meat from the stew I was making.

To be honest, I was not expecting this message. I was not even expecting a letter at all, knowing how stubborn my brother could be about his unwavering stances and just how long he held grudges for. This, this could be my chance to turn everything around, my chance to finally get him and I to see eye to eye; perhaps explain what I had been trying to do over the course of these initial 6 months. I had not made much progress in the way of discovering records or any pertinent magical birth certificates that could have aligned with our circumstance yet, but that sure didn't mean that I was going to stop searching. With Valentin's generous assistance and my sleuthing with children of my own age, I was covering ground quicky, and it had to only be a matter of time before something would finally slip out or make itself known to me that would serve as the string I needed to unwind the tangled ball of yarn.

With all of this going on, I had to wait a few days and let Piérre's words percolate in my mind before I could finally bring myself to sit and compose a letter in return to his. Sending the fragile owl back as best I could, and praying that this venture would not end up being its last, Piérre would hopefully receive the letter by no later than late at night on December 6th.

Caro Piérre,
Sarò onesto; la tua lettera era l'ultima cosa che mi aspettavo di ricevere da te, ma è tutt'altro che una spiacevole sorpresa.

Mi dispiace sentire che non ti sei sentito bene. Vorrei poter essere lì con te e forse aiutarti in qualche modo nonostante le miglia tra di noi. Spero che vi rendiate conto che viaggerei da solo se potessi senza rischiare di incorrere nell'ira dei miei professori in un batter d'occhio, ma finché non potrò rivedervi, questa lettera dovrà bastare. Se uno qualsiasi di questo disagio deriva dal lavoro scolastico o dagli studi, ho tutta la fiducia in te per superare ed eccellere nei tuoi test. Sei intelligente, mio gemello, anche se pensi di non essere intelligente.

Eppure, se ha qualcosa a che fare con l'essere provenienti da qualcosa di più oscuro...

Beh, sono sicuro che ti ricordi ottobre. Non importa quello che mi hai detto, non sarei incredulo. In effetti, ho visto tutto quello che mi hai detto in questi anni sotto una nuova luce. Se quello che mi hai detto è vero anche solo per metà, non c'è modo che tu debba ancora essere in quella scuola. Quante persone lo sanno? Guardando indietro attraverso i giornali, si dice che l'infermiera che conosco sia stata messa da San Mungo, Eppure, ho sentito resoconti alternativi su quello che gli è successo da allora.

Piérre, dovresti venire a Durmstrang. E ' una scuola che ti insegna la magia marziale e l'autodifesa. Se ti senti insicuro, sarei felice di essere il tuo traduttore se ciò significa che saresti di nuovo protetto da me. Ti prego, non darmi piu 'capelli grigi di quelli che ho gia'. Non voglio altro che la tua sicurezza, fratello. Dimmi cosa vuoi che faccia per te.

Mi piacerebbe rivederti a Natale. Ho fatto alcune ricerche che penso ti interesseranno e mi piacerebbe sentire la tua opinione al riguardo. Forse potremmo discuterne mentre tu mi parli di qualunque cosa tu voglia parlare. È stato quello che sembra quattro anni con una connessione minima. Abbiamo molto da recuperare e sono più che disposto ad essere aperto e onesto con te se prometti di essere aperto e onesto con me. Non ti giudicherò. Vi voglio bene. Non vorrei mai che ti sentissi tradito, né vorrei che ti allontanassi da me per un malinteso o una brutta lotta.

Ti prego, promettimi, Piérre, che non ti nasconderai dietro una maschera. Mi sembra che sia passato troppo tempo da quando ti ho visto legittimamente felice faccia a faccia.

Guardami, ancora vagante. Odio quando lo faccio. Vuoi che contatti Maddie per te o vuoi gufo lei stessa perché sei in una vicinanza più stretta per owl mail?

Di nuovo, mia gemella, ti amo. Stai al sicuro.

Reducio

Dear Piérre,
I will be honest; your letter was the last thing I was expecting to receive from you, but it is far from an unpleasant surprise.

I'm sorry to hear that you have not been feeling good. I wish that I could be there with you and perhaps help you out in some way despite the miles between us. I hope you realize that I would travel there on my own if I could without risk of incurring the wrath of my professors in a heartbeat, but until I can see you again, this letter will have to suffice. If any of this discomfort stems from schoolwork or studies, I have all the faith in you to pass and excel on your tests. You are smart, my twin, even if you think you aren't book smart.

Yet, if it has something to do with being sourced from something darker...

Well, I'm sure you remember October. No matter what you told me, I would not be in disbelief. In fact, I've been seeing everything you've been telling me these past years in a new light. If what you have told me is even half true, there is no way you should still be at that school. How many people know about this? Looking back through the newspapers, the nurse I know is said to have been put into Saint Mungo's. Yet, I've been hearing alternate accounts on what has happened to him since then.

Piérre, you should come to Durmstrang. It's a school that teaches you martial magic and self-defense. If you feel unsafe, I would gladly be your translator if it means that you would be protected by me again. Please, don't give me more grey hairs that I already have. I want nothing but your safety, brother. Tell me what you want me to do for you.

I would love to see you again at Christmas. I've been doing some research I think you will be interested in, and I would like to hear your opinion on it. Perhaps we could discuss this while you talk to me about whatever it was that you want to talk about. It has been what feels like four years with minimal connection. We have a lot to catch up on, and I am more than willing to be open and honest with you if you promise to be open and honest with me. I will not judge you. I love you. I would never want you to feel betrayed, nor would I want you to be pushed away from me over a misunderstanding or a bad fight.

Please promise me, Piérre, that you will not hide yourself behind a mask. I feel like it has been too long since I've seen you legitimately happy face to face.

Look at me, rambling again. I hate it when I do this. Do you want me to contact Maddie for you or do you want to owl her yourself because you are in a closer proximity for owl mail?

Again, my twin, I love you. Stay safe.

On the early morning of December 6th, Piérre would get his hands on the letter that his brother sent back to him in the fragile talons of the surprisingly resilient ancient owl. Gently unfastening the note, Piérre would softly stroke its feathers in a reassuring way. "Good work little guy... why don't you go back to the Owlery and rest? I'll find someone else to make the long journey, you deserve the time off." He smiled to it and let it rest on his shoulder for a few minutes before with a heavy sigh (did owls sigh?) it took off back to its homeplace and (hopefully) cozied up for a nice, long nap.

So as not to distract himself with whatever words his brother had sent him in this enclosed letter, Piérre elected to wait until classes were finished before he decided to open the letter. It wouldn't do do let anyone see him frustrated about something or other just because of a silly piece of paper. That being said, the boy was certainly hoping for some good news... and maybe, just maybe his brother didn't think he was full of shit. When the moment of truth finally came, Piérre let out a held breath of relief at what he found.

Romeo was at least willing to give him a chance to explain himself. That in and of itself gave Piérre a reason to nervously chuckle aloud in the Niffler Nook. But the offer of being able to attend Durmstrang caused him to hesitate on one hand, it sounded like a win-win; stay with his brother, get taught useful magic. Yet, on the other hand, he couldn't bring himself to leave the school. Why? Well, heck if Piérre himself knew. It seemed almost an obligation to stay, as if perhaps by staying, he would have many more of his questions answered than if he opted to leave.

He wrote the letter that night and sent it by way of snowy owl the next morning directly after breakfast.

Romeo,

Non so dire se sei sarcastico o se intendi dire che sono intelligente, ma lo prenderò comunque come un complimento. Non penso che farò male su di loro; Sono stato sorprendentemente veloce a raccogliere un sacco di incantesimi combattivi come di ritardo.

A proposito di ottobre, stai bene? Sembrava che ti avessero morso almeno una volta, qualunque cosa fosse. Ti prego, non dirmi che hai lasciato che si scarificasse come hai fatto con il morso di Figaro. Giuro su Dio, se sono responsabile di un'altra delle tue cicatrici, urlo. Sembrerai un tipo da motociclista prima di laurearti, e le ragazze non lo fanno a prescindere da quello che dicono i media. Ti prego, cerca di prenderti cura di te, imbecille.

L'offerta è davvero gentile da parte tua, ma non penso che sarò mai in grado di trovarmi veramente a mio agio a Durmstrang. Troppo freddo per i miei gusti. Anche la Scozia mi dà sui nervi a volte quando è perennemente sotto 0c su base giornaliera durante l'inverno. Per quanto mi piacerebbe essere di nuovo con te e incontrare tutti i tuoi amici, penso che Hogwarts sia il posto dove stare; almeno per ora.

Oh, e non preoccuparti per la mia sicurezza. Onestamente, se non sono morto, sono abbastanza contento, grazie mille.

Ti amo anch'io, fratello maggiore. Sono così felice che tu sia disposto a darmi una possibilità. Non te ne pentirai, te lo prometto! Sarò così davanti e onesto con te, ti farà girare la testa e avrai desiderato che non lo fossi!

Certo, posso contattare Maddie. Ha solo senso. Devi promettermi che non fallirai neanche le tue lezioni, altrimenti so che sarai ossessionato dal cercare di ottenere qualche credito extra in qualche modo e non tornerai affatto a casa. :[

Ti prendo un regalo. NON LAMENTARSI E NON GUARDARE PRIMA DI NATALE!

Reducio

Romeo,

I can't tell if you are being sarcastic or if you mean it about me being smart, but I will take it as a compliment anyways. I don't think I'll do badly on them; I've been surprisingly quick to pick up a lot of combative spells as of late.

Speaking of October, are you okay? It looked like you got bit at least once by whatever that thing was. Please don't tell me you let it scarify like you did with Figaro's bite. I swear to God, if I'm responsible for another one of your scars, I'll scream. You're gonna look like a motorcycle dude before you graduate, and chicks don't go for that regardless of what media says. Please, try to take care of yourself, you big dumdum.

You offer is really nice of you, but I don't think I'll be able to ever truly find myself comfortable at Durmstrang. Too cold for my taste. Even Scotland gets on my nerves sometimes when it's perpetually below 0c on a daily basis during the winter. As much as I would love to be with you again and meet all of your buddies, I think that Hogwarts is the place for me to stay; at least for now.

Oh, and don't be worried for my safety. Honestly, if I'm not dead, I'm quite content, thank you very much.

I love you too, big brother. I'm so happy that you're willing to give me a chance. You won't regret it, I promise! I'll be so up front and honest with you, it'll make your head spin and you'll have wished I wasn't!

Sure, I can contact Maddie. It only makes sense. You have to promise me you won't fail your classes either, though, otherwise I know you will obsess over trying to get some extra credit somehow and won't come home at all. :[

I'm getting you a present. NO COMPLAINING AND NO LOOKING BEFORE CHRISTMAS!

The tapping of an intent owl at my window woke me up at what must have been one in the morning, and to prevent anyone around me from getting up and complaining, I let it in quickly. For my troubles, I was swiftly slapped with a good deal of ice and snow on the wings of a snowy owl, who snapped and screeched as if it was broad daylight. Despite all my efforts to calm it down as I had retrieved it from the howling squall outside, it was inconsolable until I finally gave it a pygmy mouse-sized hunk of beef that had been left from a (now-chilled) stroganoff.

Hushing it down, I tried to retrieve the letter, but nearly got bit for it before I glared right into those black eyes and then snatched the letter away. With what I could only describe as a huff from the owl as it turned back to its 'prey' as I cussed it out under my breath and opened the letter by the light of a reddish Lumos; a weak light, even for my laughable arcane power... my wand had recently been faltering in its ability to maintain spells.

Well, it seemed that my brother and I had a date; Christmastime at Maddie's. I almost laughed at my brother's flippantness, the disregarding humor that he had for anything that could have made me stress out further.

Ah well... I couldn't really do much... I simply had to confirm this date... and respond to the last questions that were being asked of me.

The next day between classes I scribbled down a letter quickly and sent the arctic owl back to Hogwarts; anything to get the devil bird out of the Owleries of Durmstrang so that it couldn't torment any more of the regular inhabitants. Really, I should have been lauded as a hero for such an act.

Piérre,

Non mi sognerei mai di prenderti in giro se non fosse costruttivo, fratellino. Basta cercare di non fallire, penso che questo dovrebbe essere l'obiettivo di ogni studente indipendentemente dalla loro voglia di studiare (o avere successo) in questo mondo.

Ho recuperato bene dal ballo di Hogwarts, non preoccuparti per me. È stato rapidamente catturato e trattato; tutto ciò che c'è è una piccola mezzaluna di segni di denti, niente di troppo serio. Grazie per il complimento; Ho sempre voluto indossare la pelle e ottenere detto che sto bene.

Questo era sarcasmo, nel caso in cui non si può dire; non avere idee, sgattaiolare.

Bene... possiamo discutere la questione di cambiare scuola più tardi quando torniamo a casa. Penso davvero che sarebbe un bene per entrambi... ma non ho il diritto di dirti cosa fare, ovviamente. Hai sempre ballato al ritmo del tuo tamburo, anche se non è stato per il tuo miglioramento.

Giusto per farvi sapere, quell'osservazione di 'Se non sono morto, sto bene' non fa nulla per i miei nervi. Per favore, non lasciare che questo significhi che ti sei gettato in situazioni pericolose senza pensare a quello che stai facendo. Sono sicuro che hai un sacco di storie su queste cose, quindi mi asterrò dal chiederti di più su questo qui e ora.

Non preoccuparti che io fallisca. Staro ' bene. Assicurati che anche tu sia a casa in tempo, o sarò gravemente deluso.

Ti voglio bene, fratellino.

Reducio

Piérre,

I would never dream of making fun of you if it wasn't constructive, little brother. Just try not to fail, I think that that should be the goal of any student regardless of their want to study (or succeed) in this world.

I've recovered well from the Hogwarts ball, don't worry about me. It was quickly caught and treated; all that's there is a small crescent of teeth marks, nothing too serious. Thank you for the compliment; I've always wanted to wear leather and get told that I look good.

This was sarcasm, in case you can't tell; don't get any ideas, sneak.

Well... we can discuss the matter of changing schools later when we go home. I really do think that it would be good for the both of us... but I have no right to tell you what to do, obviously. You've always danced to the beat of your own drum, even if it has not been for your betterment.

Just to let you know, that remark of 'If I'm not dead, I'm fine' does nothing for my nerves. Please don't let that mean that you've been throwing yourself into dangerous situations without thinking about what you're doing. I'm sure you have a lot of stories about such things, so I'll refrain from asking you more about that here and now.

Don't worry about me failing. I'll be just fine. Make sure that you're home on time as well, or I will be severely dissapointed.

I love you, little brother.