Funeral ((Friends/anyone))

[dana]

Dana listened to Nasser’s words without saying a word. She even suffocated the random wish to snort with amusement when Nasser stated that he wasn’t prejudiced against purebloods. If he was against purebloods, then he wouldn’t be friends with Dana either as se was most surely a pureblood. She had been close to Slytherin in her sorting as well, even if she had been sorted quickly. But Dana took it as a compliment that she had been considered worthy for Slytherin as well. That house was the hardest to get into, putting very clear borders in the ways of those who wanted to enter the house. The people from who you were born being the first stop at this, because only purebloods were allowed in Slytherin. But by the time Nasser finished his small speech – hadn’t they already discussed this matter already? – Dana was frowning. She opened her mouth once before shutting it and letting Nasser’s comment about Crabbe being a mindless follower go. Vince could stand up for himself and it wasn’t Dana’s place to start arguing the other point. She just wanted this discussion to be done and over with.

Dana closed her eyes gathering her thoughts for a moment before turning and leaning her hip slightly on the window-sill before speaking: “And how do you know what I need? I don’t need head-turning passion. Love can be learned, it can grow out of respect and friendship if the other stays faithfully by your side through both good and bad. Maybe Vince would be just the pillar I could lean on to be able to handle life? You don’t know him so how can you tell for sure we wouldn’t fit, that we couldn’t have conversations, laugh together or that he doesn’t care for people?” Dana paused letting her words hang in the air. Dana fully suspected that she would never be IN love with Vince. But what would stop her from loving him? Loving someone and being in love with someone were two completely different things. But those thoughts were for herself and Dana was not planning on sharing them with anyone. “And quite frankly this conversations right now is quite pointless. I’m not Vince’s girlfriend, I’m not his date and right now our relationship is quite barely bordering on friendship. Do I want him here? I don’t miss him. I wouldn’t be bothered if he was here. His family sent flowers and their sympathy with them which I appreciate.”

Dana waved calmly to a leaving relative across the room the serene look on her face not betraying the least bit the discussion she was having with Nasser. Agreeing to shout coming towards her that they should go shopping some day Dana watched the relative leaving before she turned her eyes back towards Nasser, her eyes narrowed just the tiniest bit as Dana spoke quietly, but none the less sternly: “Three men would have the right to interfere with my life: my grandfather, brother and my boyfriend. You are none of them. So I will not tolerate any more about my relationship – as platonic as it is – with Vince or with anyone from you. I will think about cutting my ties with Vince only when Kris requests me to do so with good reasons why I should because he is the only one with the right to ask that of me.” Dana drilled her eyes into Nasser’s hoping that the point would get through to him as Dana turned and walked slowly towards the tables with food laid out on them glancing back over her shoulder to Nasser calmly her voice calm once again: “There will be no extra dinner prepared anymore tonight so would you like to eat something?”

[Nasser Salah G6]

“I don’t know him, but I thought I knew you,” he said, more to himself than Dana. “I’m not trying to force my opinion down your throat – and maybe I was mistaken in thinking you wanted something else. Speaking of Kris, maybe you should take a closer look at Kris and Cleo and think about whether you want what they have – at least what I think they have – and what you want to settle – I mean the choice you seem to want to take.” Nasser knew he was getting a little carried away, and apparently he had not measured his words carefully enough when he had first spoken but he was disappointed that whenever he befriended someone he found out that he was so mistaken about their main characteristics which he thought he knew and understood. “I know you’re not. And I’m not talking about Crabbe only. I’m talking in general Dana, you’re almost seventeen, and there are so many possibilities and people that you could - I don’t know why you’re – you’re right, it’s not my right. And I’m your friend and I’m here to support you and not judge you in whatever you do, even if I don’t necessarily agree with your choice,” he said. Doesn’t she want what she said her grandfather and grandmother had? I hope she does talk to Kris about this. “No thanks, I already had dinner on the way here,” he replied.

[dana]

Dana smiled and placed her hand lightly on Nasser’s shoulder in passing: “I know you’re a friend. And a good one and that I can count on you in hard times. I can’t even put to words how much I appreciate it, but I most surely do. But you are right. I can’t dream forever that someone will sweep me off my knees, even if just for a moment. I’m not some princess out of fairy-tale so I have to content myself with something that will get me through everyday life as well. But this arguing is quite pointless ” Dana wasn’t really worried about her financial future. Her grandparents had taken care of leaving her a big enough fund and inheritance that she should be fine with some of it creating intresses for her if she didn’t spend too much thoughtlessly. But Dana knew that she still needed someone almost stoic next to her who she could lean on before tackling life. Not someone who would take away all of her personal space, but someone who she could go to when she needed to gather her strength again. With Kris getting more attached to Cleo Dana knew that she couldn’t depend on him forever the same way she had until today. Dana also knew that she wouldn’t last too long on her own either even if Kris would in a way always hover somewhere behind her back watching over her, but it wouldn’t be quite the same.

Dana smiled glancing at Kris and then Cleo: “They are quite curious together. I’ve never seen a couple who doesn’t admit they are it more at each-others throat while they are the only ones who can raise a finger against the other. It has been quite educating to help both parties take down the jinxes and hexes they bless each other from time to time however. I’ve learned some new spells. Kris deserves this kind of happiness.” Kris most surely did. That was a fact Dana didn’t doubt for a second. Whether she would deserve something similar to it was already a much more complex question, because what had Dana ever done to deserve it? Smiling at Nasser once again Dana left him for a while to attend to her duties that she had abandoned for long enough by now as she talked with people, kissing cheeks and hugging with promises to keep in contact. Luckily it only took half an hour before Marie closed the door to the house and quietly stated that all the quests were gone now. Dana let out a long breath at this watching Cleo put Kris’s guitar to the side and the house-elves appearing to clean up the room. Dana just stood still her head falling forwards as she swayed back and forth after stepping out of her shoes. Her shoulders trooping Dana dropped her mask and let herself actually fully feel her loss for a moment.

Kris stepped closer to her rubbing her back for a moment as Dana turned her head, burying her face in the crook between his neck and shoulder for a moment gathering the last remaints of her strength once again. Resting that way for a moment Dana finally raised her head again and took a step back as she raised her hand and pull her hair out of the pony-tail it had been in, shaking her head once to make the hair fall freely once again. “Come, I’ll show you where you can sleep,” Dana told Nasser tiredly before turning and walking out of the room to the hallway and then moving up the staircase and turning right in the small hall they came to entered a long hallway with doors opening to both sides. Dana went to the second door on the left and pushed it open to a small room, decorated mainly with different shades of blue and white. Serene and almost cool-looking room, without loosing it’s coziness. Dana stepped into the room, flicking on the lights to make sure everything was alright. Three different blouses and a pair of pants which didn’t appear to be worn at all were laid out on the bad already as Dana glanced in the connected bathroom as well to make sure there were fresh towels there. “You can stay here. The second bedroom connected to this bathroom is empty so you don’t have to share it with anyway. Take your pick of the blouses if you want. Dana paused for a moment before glancing at the two-people bed and smiling a little, “Oh, and if one of the pillows tries to push you out of the bed during the night, just pat it and tell it you love her too. That should take care of everything. My door is the last one on the left down the hallway. Feel free to knock if you need anything. The dark-oak door opposite of mine is Kris’s but don’t knock there unless someone breaks in or there’s a fire. Feel free to call the house-elves when you want. Beecher for example, he’s young and quite enthusiastic to please. Sleep well.”

Dana turned and left the room not going to her room but rather to the bedroom that had belonged to her grand-parents. Leaving the door to the room half-open Dana felt tears rising to her eyes as she climbed on the almost royal bed and curled up in the middle of it quietly letting tears flow as she recalled her grandparents who weren’t here anymore. The door moved quietly and Dana watched wordlessly as Kris entered the room as well and moved over soundlessly as Kris wasn’t wearing any shoes either. Kris sat down in the rocking-chair next to the bed and reached out his hand to Dana to who grasped it tightly in one of his as they just stayed there, the only sounds breaking the peace and quiet of the room being the quiet creaks of the rocking rocking-chair and Dana’s sniffles and muffled sobs from time to time.

((I really enjoyed this post, but I figured it would be better to finish it while it was still strong. *tight huggle* You're great, you know that right? Even if you have to work on your hero complexes a bit more
We really need to have some post one day where Dana and Nasser IC wouldn't argue or where the Driscolls wouldn't hit too close to truth to make Kris leave. *rolls eyes* How on earth do you do it?))