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[Dasha Diodorus]

A smile was splayed out across his tan face as Orion watched Dasha's fingers flit across the black and white keys of their old piano. She had to sit on the very edge of the seat so that her foot could reach the damper pedal. Her hands were moving quickly in a merry tune and Dasha's face was lit up just about as much as her brother's. He was sitting on the floor close to the bench she perched upon, leaning back so that his palms pressed into the carpet of their old farm house. The window was open, allowing the cool summer breeze to float through the room and play with the ends of Dasha'a hair...

A loud crash tore Dasha from her light sleep, causing her to grip her pillow close. She sat up in bed and looked about the room at the other sleeping Ravenclaw girls. Lightning tore across the sky just outside her window and Dasha grabbed her stuffed Hedgehog and pulled it close to her chest as she slipped from beneath her comforter. Dasha didn't even bother with her slippers as her bare feet padded against the floor almost silently. She skirted from the room in her baby blue silk pajamas and emerged into the common room. Dasha went and stood by the smoldering coals in the fire place, but as soon as another crack of thunder caused her to just about jump out of her own skin, Dasha acted on instinct: She broke into a quick jog towards the boys' dorm without even thinking. Up, she went, until she stopped in the doorway. Peering about while standing on her tiptoes, Dasha's frightened gaze fell upon Apta's bed and she began to tiptoe over to her best friend. Several flashes of lightning later, she had her stuffed hedgehog in a death grip.

"Apta," she whispered, leaning in close and poking his shoulder. She waited for a moment and then clapped a hand over her mouth to muffle a yelp as the thunder shook the walls.

"Apta!!" she whisper-yelled, now smacking his arm this time. Tears stung her eyes as anxiety spiked up her chest, making her heart pound. It took alot for Dasha to even get the slightest bit close to tears, but with her insomnia driving her into exhaustion and her phobia of storms, all she wanted was a bit of closure and Apta was her very best friend.

[Apta Das]

He was in India, playing with Indira and a faceless boy whoes hair was the same blond as his. The sun was shining down warming his skin and he'd taken to wearing a pair of loose cloth pants in the wheather. "Apta!------! Did you two remember to put on anti-burn lotions?" his mother called her voice sweet and kind as he looked nodded, not taking his eyes off Indira. "Apta!" a new voice came but he didn't look around to intent on enjoying the heat, the sun, the smells of India. "Apta!" Wait a minute that sounded like Dasha. Cracking his eye open he looked up at Dasha and was about to frown when thunder rumbled again and he knew with out bieng told what was wrong. Sitting up, blankets pooling around his waist revealing his bare chest and rubbing his eyes to rid the sleep from them he grabbed his wand, and quickly wrote. "Hop in Dasha, just be carefull you don't knock over the candles." the letters glowed so they could be read in the dark as he shifted over to make room for her.

[Dasha Diodorus]

At this point, Dasha was doing what would look like the "potty dance" to a normal person. But for Dasha this was the "wake-up-I'm-freaking-out" dance as she wrung the hem of her night shirt. When Apta awoke, Dasha didn't have to wait a second longer after he wrote his words. She slipped under the covers, her hair still a tad bit damp for her shower a few hours ago. Lightning lit the room once more and she burrowed into Apta, flinching.

"I'm sorry to wake you," she whispered, trying not to wake anyone else up. She truly felt bad for having to wake her best friend up, but Dasha was absolutely petrified of storms. Anyone could ask her why and she wouldn't even know the answer. Dasha simply did.

But now, Dasha was relaxing, but only in the slightest, now that she was with Apta. Her heart rate was beginning to go back to normal, but not completely.

[Apta Das]

Apta smiled softly as Dasha burried in next to him. When he heard her apologie he shook his head and wrote "It's fine Dash, it's what friends are for." He truely didn't care, honestly. Sure he'd been in the middle of an interesting dream but he'd had the dream before and he'd probably have it again so he didn't mind. "Close your eyes," he wrote the words changing to the color of an order. "I want to try something." He'd done this before with Indira, when she couldn't sleep but needed to/wanted to but he'd never tried it on anyone else.

[Dasha Diodorus]

She nodded and did as she was told, not able to help press her chilled feet against Apta's warmer legs. Dasha emitted a soft sigh as she closed her eyes.

"I dreamt about Orion," came her muffled whisper. It wasn't often that Dasha ever dreamed, let alone about her brother. She loved him with all of her heart, and even after an entire year of him being gone, she still didn't like dreaming about it. Dasha tried not to think about him on a daily basis, but when she actually did sleep through her insomnia, well, she knew she had no control over what she did or didn't dream of.

[Apta Das]

Apta was torn between happiness at Dasha's words and sorrow. He didn't know if it was good to see someone in a dream, espcially if said person was dead. Trying to shake that from his mind he went through the stories he used to hear back in India and the ones he used to tell Indira. Finally he choose one of the many creation stories and so taking his hand, he started to write the words on her skin. "Before time began there was no heaven, no earth and no space between. A vast dark ocean washed upon the shores of nothingness and licked the edges of night. A giant cobra floated on the waters. Asleep within its endless coils lay the Lord Vishnu. He was watched over by the mighty serpent. Everything was so peaceful and silent that Vishnu slept undisturbed by dreams or motion."

[Dasha Diodorus]

Warms flowed through her skin and Dasha's blue eyes followed the words. The storms started to drift off to the edge of her attention and the words began to calm her. Slowly, her shoulders relaxed so that they weren't as stiff anymore and back wasn't as rigid. Her pulse began to drift back to a normal speed. Dasha blinked a few, slow times and pressed her forehead against Apta's chest. She emitted a slow, soft, long sigh through her nose.

[Apta Das]

Apta smiled as he felt Dasha relax. Works like a charm he thought to himself, a smile curving his lips as he yawned slightly still not fully awake. He hoped that said yawn wouldn't be caught and as he finished the story, he started to tell another one. This one was about Indira and her first attempts of magic. He couldn't help but smile as the words flowed through his fingers and onto Dasha's loosening back.

[Dasha Diodorus]

Dasha continued to read, her eyes growing heavy. She flinched slightly at the thunder outside, but not anywhere near as bad as she was earlier. Her grip on her stuffed hedgehog relaxed so that he was wedged in between her chest and one of her arms. With the thumb of her other hand, she rubbed Apta's arm lightly - without realizing it - out of habit - it was something she always did when she laid down. Ever since Dasha was a kid, she was always doing this to whatever was closest - even if it was her pillow or stuffed animal.

"Do you miss India, Apta?" Dasha asked, closing her eyes. "I want you to tell me all about..." A yawn escaped her lips. "-about it... sometime."

This time, Dasha's words had trailed off as she drifted off into a light sleep. Her breathing slowly evened out.

[Apta Das]

Apta smiled as he wrote on her back, "Yes, I miss India." When he realized she'd fallen asleep he smiled indulgently at her mentally promising her he'd tell her all about his home before shifting into a slightly better position for sleeping and closed his own eyes. Offering a silent praryer to Urmya, the Hindu goddess of the night protector of sleep to gaurd both him and Dasha as they slept he drifted off into sleep, his breath evening out to copy Dasha's breath.

[Dasha Diodorus]

Rays of warm sunlight fell across the room, warming it compared to the chill of last night's storm. Dasha sighed heavily as she was pulled from her sleep. Her eyes were still closed and she wished harder than any wish before that she could just go back to sleep. Yet, something was reaching her ear.

Dasha blinked a few times and squinted in confusion when she realized she was looking at Apta's chest. For a moment, she was about to bury her face back into it when a giggle caught her attention. Dasha suddenly sat up and looked around only to stare into the faces of the other older Ravenclaw boys she knew. A warm heat lifted to her cheeks and Dasha was tempted to sink back under the covers, but instead, she gave Apta a quick nudge to wake him, hating herself for having to awaken him so rudely again.

[Apta Das]

Apta woke up without any help for once and looked down to see Dasha sleeping. Smiling softly, he knew how much she needed the sleep he closed his eyes hoping to catch a bit more before waking up again. However before he could slip back to the land of sleep Dasha woke him again. He looked at her and then the boys around the bed and smiled softly at Dasha, kissed her on the forehead like he always did with Indira before he could realize what he was doing. Looking at his roommates who were crowding around him, he scowled, grabbed his wand and wrote. "What do you idiots think youre doing here? And I don't mean in this room I mean around my bed."

[Dasha Diodorus]

Dasha pulled the blankets up close to her, narrowing her eyes at the boys in a fierce glare. But, she still couldn't help but to blush more when Apta's lips met her forehead. Someone wolf whistled and without even thinking, Dasha's hand flew up in a rude gesture. Dasha's teeth bit at her lip as he held back a smart remark.

[Apta Das]

One of Apta's roommates snickered and said. "Don't know what you're talking about Apta. Anyway's we're just wondering how a great lump like you got the girl." Apta scowled, while it wasn't public knowledge that he was gay he was pretty sure the boy who'd just spoken knew. After a few explatives in sanskrit flew out his wand followed by. "She couldn't sleep last night idiots, and if you just pulled your head out from behind you then maybe you'd get a girl also."

[Dasha Diodorus]

Dasha couldn't help but allow a small smile to play at her lips. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her several piercings.

"I don't think they could get a girl if they wanted," Dasha muttered, rolling her eyes now and crossing her arms over her chest. She knew most of the Ravenclaw boys - not personally - but well enough.

Dahsa reached her hands up to her eyes and rubbed them with her fingers, now grumbling under her breath. She was a complete bear in the morning and it was difficult for her not to be a complete and 100% smart ass.

When another boy snickered and turned her head towards him, lowering another fierce glare in his direction.