Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Nika couldn't help but cry. She was a Gryffindor and they are supposed to be strong. Nika did not feel strong. She did not even feel brave. She felt alone. Nika heard Samira's question, but she wasn't sure whether she wanted to answer it. Nika sat in silence, only letting her sobs fill the corridor. She sat in deep thought as she contemplated how to answer. No, they weren't in a fight. Not really. If anything Nika was fighting herself. She knew that she had to be happy for her friend, but she couldn't be. Her mind wouldn't let her.

"No," Short, sweet, and to the point. Samira deserved more. More than just a "no". Samira was there with her, not necessarily comforting her, but really it was more than comforting for Nika. She would have gone into hysterics if Samira hadn't come along. Despite Samira's occasional witty remark and her tendency to come off as somewhat cold at times the Slytherin was a true friend. A friend that Nika could trust. She bit her lip and inhaled deeply as she opened her eyes again.

"Not really fighting, worse." She said looking at Samira. Nika didn't know how to say it. She didn't know if she wanted to say it. She was able to stop the flow of tears and regain herself, although not completely, and she didn't want to have to cry again. Maybe if she just went around the problem Samira would forget about it. "Have you ever known someone who just sort of disappeared from your life?" She asked the Slytherin with a gleam of hope in her eyes. Nika had. She just did. For the fourth time. It was bound to happen again. With her sister and maybe someone else too. Nika hated losing people. Ever since Mordred had asked what she thought her boggart might be it had been haunting her mind. Her worst fear? Now she had found it. It was people leaving her, again, again, and again.