Scarlett Podmore

“This isn’t going as planned.” Scar sighed, turning to her companion. “I hope you know of a way to fix…” She made a grand sweeping motion, “all this.”

“I…do not.” Daisy sighed, looking around the wreckage. It had been a complete accident, but a total mess. “You really don’t have any ideas?”

“This isn’t going as planned.” Scar sighed, turning to her companion. “I hope you know of a way to fix…” She made a grand sweeping motion, “all this.”

‘ You come, screw everything up and expect me to fix it? Bloody hell.’

“No problem. I think that’s a wonderful idea, Sturge. If you need, you can put whatever you’re donating into storage at my house and I’ll set up a pick up, that way you two don’t have to worry about it. Or if there’s stuff you need to wait to use until she’s older, that can stay in storage after the pick up.” Scar smiles, she’d do anything to help her brother, sister in law, and niece. “Well, as long as it’s alright with you and Greta, I definitely wouldn’t mind having her for a little while during the Holidays.” Of course she wouldn’t, she already loves the little girl. “It’s just… You’re married, you have a little girl… I don’t see you or Greta nearly as much as I used to and… I don’t know. I miss you two. I know you both love me and I’ll be there for all of you, I just… Don’t know where I fit in in your lives anymore…” Scar sighed, running her finger s through her hair. It was stupid, she knew, but she truly missed them. “I don’t even know if that makes any sense.”

Sturgis smiled, realizing yet again how amazing his sister was. The fact that she was willing to do all of this for them amazed him. “Thanks, Scar. I’ll let Greta know so she can go through it and decide what needs to go where. We really appreciate it.” He hoped he wouldn’t have to impose on his sister’s offer for too long, but he had a feeling she wouldn’t mind either way. “Of course, she can come over during the holidays. Plus, you can always come over and stay at the loft, too.” He was happy that when they had gotten the place, they had decided on three rooms. Now, with one being theirs and the other turned into a nursery, he was glad they still had a spare for a guest room, too. Hearing Scarlett’s words, he moved quickly to pull her into a tight hug. “Scar, you will always fit into our lives. I know things have been changing pretty quickly, but I want you to know how important you are to us. To me. Listen, I know I have Greta and the baby on the way, but I want you to remember something and remember it always, you were my first girl and nothing will ever change that. From the moment you were born, there has never been a day when my love for you hasn’t grown. You are the best sister anyone could ever have and I don’t know how I got so lucky.” He moved to kiss the top of her head, before releasing her, “Why don’t I stay here tonight? I can hook up that television and video player and we can have a movie night like we used to.”

“Well, you and Greta are well loved and everyone wants to show that and sprinkle some of that love onto the little one. If you need, I have storage space you can put whatever you don’t need yet or have doubles of until you can figure out what to do with it.” She grinned. Scar smirked, “you know it. I’m going to be the funnest, most understanding and loving aunt ever. She’ll be very spoiled by me.” She laughed, knowing how weird that sentence sounded. She’d be there for her niece, through anything, doing whatever she could to help, not matter what. Scar sighed, she was hoping her brother would let it go but knew better. “It’s… nothing Sturge. Don’t worry about it. I’m just… being me.” Scar put the boxes just inside the door, turning back to Sturgis as she sat on the steps. “You’re going to make me talk about this, aren’t you?”

“That would be great, actually. We were talking about donating the extra stuff to the orphanage once we go through it all.” They didn’t need half of the stuff they had gotten from everyone, not that they were unappreciative of it, but why let the stuff sit around and not get used when there were plenty of children that could use it? “I won’t be surprised if she starts asking to stay with you on the holidays.” He knew how great Scarlett was going to be, especially if she was going to be anything like the sister she had been to him all of these years. She had always been there for him, never judged, never pressured him into anything. He had gotten extremely lucky having her for a little sister. “No, we can just drop it.” Sturge made sure she could tell he was being sarcastic before looking at her with a serious expression, “Of course, I am going to make you talk about it. Tell me what’s going on, Scar.”

“You’ll be an amazing dad, Sturge. She will, she’ll be one of the most loved little munchkins around and you have an amazing, and large, group of people backing you and Greta. Whenever you need.” Scar grinned, she already loved her little niece and would do anything for her and she wasn’t even here yet. “I will try to get over there tomorrow and hang out with her all day. Work has just been so busy…” She’d barely had time for herself, to do what needed to be done. She’d almost not gotten these three days off even. Scar smirked at her brother, “you know? I’m okay with that. I love babysitting.” While she’d never thought of having kids herself, she loved babysitting other peoples kids. She nudged him back, “I know. It’s just…” Scar shook her head and started walking back to the house with her boxes. It wasn’t fair to put her feelings on her brother.

He hoped Scarlett was right. He wanted to be an amazing dad more than anything, like the one they had. All he knew for sure, though, was that he was always going to be there, no matter what. “A very large group of people.” He gave a small laugh, “We don’t even know where to put all the things that people have sent us for the nursery and that’s without the stuff mom has gotten.” Him and Greta had barely had to purchase anything at all and they had a stock of diapers that he knew would last at least half a year. “I’m jealous, you get to be cool Aunt Scar.” He knew his sister was going to be the best aunt any little girl could have. She had gone through a lot and would be able to help his little girl with any problems she might have. Sturgis watched as Scarlett got up and moved to stand, “Hey, Scar. What’s going on?” He could tell something was on his sister’s mind and he wanted her to talk about whatever it was. 

“How about we go down to the Leaky Cauldron for some really greasy food and drinks, then maybe hit a club and have some fun? My brother would definitely disapprove of that.” It was nice, living in both worlds. She was able to enjoy the perks of Magic but the entertainment and electricity of Muggles. “Some aren’t so bad.” She paused for a minute before laughing. “Alright. I can’t keep a straight face saying that.” She thought for a moment, “Don’t tell my brother anything,” Scar winked.

“I don’t object to the greasy food, but clubs are out of the question. I’d rather not get killed by your brother, thank you very much.” She said teasingly. “Clubs are terrifying, anyway, so I’m happy with just getting food. But, if you really want to, we can go for 20 minutes, maximum.” She said, winking slightly at Scar. “And don’t worry, your brother will never know anything.” She told Scar, pretending to zip her lips shut and throwing away the key. 

Scar grinned when she recognized the voice behind her. “Why do we continuously get sucked into these things?” She groaned, turning to her friend. “Yeah, let’s get out of here,” she winked as she linked arms with Catriona, “Let’s do something fun. I’ll have to change out of this annoying dress though.” As much as she loved the dress, it was very bright.

“Okay! So, what do you want to do?” Cat asked, turning towards Scar, a bright smile on her face. “I’m so ready to get out of here away from all these stuffy people.” She said, motioning towards all the other people who were there, looking rather sophisticated, making her feel very uncomfortable. She turned back to Scar, a mischievous smirk making its way onto her face. “Let’s do something your brother would definitely disapprove of.”

Scar danced around the floor, trying to enjoy herself. She hated these functions yet always seemed to get roped into them. It probably had something to do with her job, or the fact she was a young female… Someone wandered close to her and without looking back, she said, “unless you’re here to get me out of here, leave.”

“Believe me, Scar, I want to get out of here too.” Catriona replied, shifting her weight from foot to foot, slightly anxious by how many people were around. “Hey, why don’t we try and sneak out?” She asked, turning to her younger companion. She smiled slightly at Scar, before holding out her arm, so that Scar could loop her arm through.

Scar grinned at her brother. They both knew how to make their mom better. She shrugged, “I hope it’ll help her, at least a little. I know her last child is leaving the house and all and I want to make it a little easier on her.” She smirked. “Ready to be a daddy?” She laughed, “I’ll definitely stop by and see her before the little one comes. I miss her like crazy.” Scar grabbed a box from the truck as she frowned, she thought about how little she saw her brother and sister in law. She really missed them sometimes but knew they had their own lives. She shook her head, clearing it, and laughed at her brothers comment. “And the free babysitting has nothing to do with it?” She grinned. “Well, you know where I live. Anytime you want, I’ll be there.”

Sturge was sure that their mom would be fine. It would take time to get used to a house without her two children in it, but she had always been supportive of them moving on with their lives. “Not at all.” He admitted with a small sigh. “I’m so nervous I am going to mess everything up, you know? And I know that no matter what, our child will be loved beyond belief, but still, it’s scary.” He wondered if it got easier with the more kids you had or harder. “She would love that. I know she misses you, too. She asks about you all the time.” He had gotten extremely lucky. His sister and his soon to be wife were quite good friends. There was never any drama between Greta and his family and that was something that he was grateful for. “Oh, of course not!” He gave a fake shocked expression at the mere suggestion, then chuckled. “Okay, maybe a bit.” He leaned over and nudged her with his shoulder, “Hey, you know you’ll always be my first girl, right?”