Dec. 22: A Little Christmas Charm: Helena
Jun 28, 2023 4:59:28 GMT
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Post by Helena Goldstein on Jun 28, 2023 4:59:28 GMT
She had been waffling back and forth her entire life. Part of her wanted her gift to work both ways -especially with certain people like Greta and Em- but another part was infinitely glad that it didn’t. It was a one way link between her and the rest of the world and it protected her in a way that exposed everyone else. She wanted Mal to know she was feeling the same as him, thinking along the same lines, but she didn’t want it bad enough to want him to be able to read her mind. So, she took a risk, she said out loud what he had only needed to think. To put them on a more even footing, to try getting them past the tense uneasiness that had crept into their encounter at her faux pas.
It’s alright. You can recover.
You have messed up way bigger than this before.
That was true. Particularly in her early years at Hogwarts, she had made more than one situation awkward in the past and frankly made more than one of her classmates angry. And she had come back from that! She had repaired her reputation and made so many friends. She could do this. Helena even managed to complement herself a little and she beamed when Malcolm corrected her. He thought she was extraordinary. Well, that had turned around better than she could have hoped. They worked together and moved on from the consequences of her gift and before long they were back to conversing normally, about safe topics.
Holidays. They were such a happy time of year and she was really looking forward to being with her Nan properly this Christmas but what Mal was describing, well, that sounded just as grand. She knew he had a big family and she could see them all in the kitchen in his mind preparing a feast. The noise, the mess, the joy. She could almost smell the bannock Malcolm would make. He went on and Helena’s brows puckered, bugbear? She was completely blank on what those were and opened her mouth t ask when Malcolm posed a question that momentarily left her speechless. She really should have seen that coming! A bright smile sprung to her face and she dropped her fork with a clatter. “Oh, oh, um…yes.” Helena laughed, holding a hand in front of her eyes in embarrassment. She sounded like a fool. “I mean, I would really like that. We could…set something up by owl. Maybe I could come help with those bugbears, might help me remember what they are.” She was rambling, she knew, but she was just so…excited!
It’s alright. You can recover.
You have messed up way bigger than this before.
That was true. Particularly in her early years at Hogwarts, she had made more than one situation awkward in the past and frankly made more than one of her classmates angry. And she had come back from that! She had repaired her reputation and made so many friends. She could do this. Helena even managed to complement herself a little and she beamed when Malcolm corrected her. He thought she was extraordinary. Well, that had turned around better than she could have hoped. They worked together and moved on from the consequences of her gift and before long they were back to conversing normally, about safe topics.
Holidays. They were such a happy time of year and she was really looking forward to being with her Nan properly this Christmas but what Mal was describing, well, that sounded just as grand. She knew he had a big family and she could see them all in the kitchen in his mind preparing a feast. The noise, the mess, the joy. She could almost smell the bannock Malcolm would make. He went on and Helena’s brows puckered, bugbear? She was completely blank on what those were and opened her mouth t ask when Malcolm posed a question that momentarily left her speechless. She really should have seen that coming! A bright smile sprung to her face and she dropped her fork with a clatter. “Oh, oh, um…yes.” Helena laughed, holding a hand in front of her eyes in embarrassment. She sounded like a fool. “I mean, I would really like that. We could…set something up by owl. Maybe I could come help with those bugbears, might help me remember what they are.” She was rambling, she knew, but she was just so…excited!