April 1980 - somewhere in the Isle of Skye
((Jacob and Freyja get caught in the rain while on the way back to their grandma’s house.))
(Inspired by the video of that kid running to the car with his little sister tucked into his shirt to keep her out of the rain)
“Alright there, Frey?” Jacob shouted. It was a bit hard to make himself heard above the sounds of the rain and his shoes slapping against the road.
The only reply was a small affirmative grunt, which Jacob took to mean she was okay. He readjusted his grip on his little sister’s legs and kept running towards their gran’s cottage.
In a few short months, Jacob would be going off to Hogwarts, and the little menace in his grip would not. Not for a few years, anyway. When he told her during one of their walks that he would be going away for school, she just frowned and asked why. That was probably about as close as he’d get to an “I don’t want you to go”, or at least an “I’m not happy about this”, anyway. Jacob wondered how the time apart would affect both of them, what things might change while he was gone.
But maybe this time apart would be good for them, give them a chance to grow and find out who they were without the other one around. Jacob was seen as the responsible one the two, but maybe now that he was going away for school, he might have the chance to get into a little mischief of his own for once.