#blunaowl

A/N: I’ve presented @blunaowl my draft, ideas, and ramblings, and she made it into something glorious. I gave her a skeleton and a brain, and she gave it muscle, skin, and heart. 

This isn’t our first collaboration - we’ve had many of those verbally where we yelled at each other and cried about Elsa and Anna - but this is definitely the first in writing that’s half Aiko and half Sarah. We’re the Fifth Spirit. LOL. 

Hope you enjoy. This is a short chapter. I love where this story is going, and I love that one of my very best friends added a whole lot of magic to it. <3

Part I Part II

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The idea was stupid and she knew it. Every cell in her brain was protesting at Harry Potter’s ludicrous suggestion, and she was sure that everything would go downhill if she dared entertain his nonsense. She was also positive that taking advice from a Gryffindor who seemed to spend the majority of his time defying school protocols would not do her any favors. It was stupid, Harry Potter was stupid and as Head Girl and top of her class, Elsa knew better.

So why now did she find herself hiding behind a tree in Harry Potter’s annoyingly convenient – if not slightly musty – invisibility cloak?

Hopeful and smiling, Potter’s face flashed across Elsa’s mind, and his words that she had mulled over for weeks echoed in her ears once more.

“Do you want to borrow my cloak sometime?”

His eyes had been almost pleading, boring into hers as if they were relaying a message that only she could understand, as if accepting his offer would do so much more for her than she could possibly imagine. There was no hint of malice, no subterfuge. His face was so unfairly genuine that Elsa blushed at the memory of his smile and his kindness that he had never failed to extend to her. It was a feeling she rarely felt within her own house.

Her self-deprecating thoughts and Potter’s smile were pushed aside by loud cheers reverberating from the Pitch, and she swallowed hard, trying to keep the ice at bay. She looked to the sky, and watched as the whirlwind of students dressed in red and black whizzed past in search of victory, whether it was with a steadfast throw of the quaffle, a calculated deflection of an incoming bludger, or the feeling of gold within one’s hand, warmed by the glow of the afternoon sun.

Yet despite her distance, despite their uniformity and the high speeds and sharp turns putting even the most graceful owls to shame as they pushed their broomsticks to their limits, Elsa was easily able to single out the one person she was here to see.

Anna.

Elsa’s jaw tightened, her anxiety rising as she watched her sister dart back and forth in mid-air at great speed, the intensity of the game building with every moment. Wand in hand, knuckles white, she remained ready to cast whatever spell was necessary to prevent the accident she feared might take place, but Anna was absolutely fearless, exuding confidence that Elsa had never seen before. When Anna came to a momentary pause to reassess her next move, Elsa watched as teal eyes blazed with determination, a smirk pulling at the corner of her lips when the Golden Snitch flew past her.

Finally allowing herself to be a part of the audience, Elsa dared to leave her tree in exchange for a spot a few steps away from overly excited First Years chanting her sister’s name. Overwhelming pride and warmth filled Elsa’s chest with each breath, and she found herself clasping her hands more tightly around the edges of the cloak to prevent them from clapping. She was hidden in plain sight, and she wasn’t going to let her carelessness steal this moment from her.

Even though she knew she didn’t deserve it. 

Awed gasps and rapturous applause filled the stands when Anna caught the Snitch, her toothy grin the only confirmation the crowd needed. Elsa couldn’t help but allow the tears to fall at the sight of her as Anna waved the Snitch above her in victory, coming to a stop beside her classmates in the stands, blissfully unaware of her sister’s nearby presence. Her team mates roared with joy and excitement as they made their way over and Elsa watched as one of the players approached Anna, and gleefully wrapped their arms around her. 

Elsa’s smile faltered, and as if a dam had burst, the hoarfrost ascended her throat again. Watching Ginny Weasley’s display of affection stirred something in her that she hadn’t expected. Anna receiving hugs from other people shouldn’t be this painful, this heartbreaking… and this pang of jealousy that suddenly enveloped her made her feel even more pathetic.

Anna deserved warm and open hugs. She deserved friendship from someone like Ginny, and she deserved a new-found family… siblings.

maybe it crawled...from my eye...TO YOURS!! or vice versa. or it has cousins. either way, me no likey

blunaowl said: Sign of tiredness. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

that’s the thing though! I’m very well rested! Why must this happen!

morepopcornplease said: awwwwww that sucks ;C

*twitch*

keliana856 said: You’ve been haunted by the ghost of Oedipus Rex! Quick, go visit the closest Freudian psychoanalyst you know before your mom shows up in a slinky red number holding a pair of spikes!

Expecto patronum!

youngbloodbuzz said: you need more sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

Every time I think I have a favorite piece that you have made you come out with something else. I absolutely love this one, thank you

Aw, very glad you like it! And thank you for the very kind message! :D

youhaveafriend-in-sennin replied to your photo “Please be faster than me.”

Nice drawing.

Thank you!

blunaowl replied to your photo “Please be faster than me.”

I did not ask for these feelings so early in the morning.

@blunaowl replied to your post “I got myself a little toy at the bookstore this afternoon...”:

SHOW ME THE FADING TARDIS

Ask and you shall receive!  This video and the photos are new, taken with my Canon Elph 170, rather than the crummy ones I took with my old iPod touch 4 way back in 2013.  The text below, describing how I did it, is mostly derived from the Facebook post I wrote.  I’ll put that below a read more, since it’s kind of technical electronics babble and may not be for everyone. 😅

I’m gonna let her answer this for you because I think she nailed it. Please read this. It’s brilliant and I’m so happy I relayed your question to her:

@blunaowl: Okay so. I had a thought this morning. The girls are BOTH the fifth spirit right? And they are both born of Iduna. Iduna was the voice that all the spirits could hear (at least Bruni heard it as well). 

Could it be that Iduna WAS the fifth spirit, or some sort of precursor, perhaps even an unknowing tool of the spirits? (They were trapped too, as far as we know.)Iduna was Northuldra, and (apparently) willingly left the village for Arendelle, and the spirits KNEW this. 

Gale even covered her with the blanket when she got in the cart - Iduna didn’t hide herself. Perhaps the spirits allowed/helped her to leave, in order that her eventually having a family with someone in Arendelle (whether or not they knew it would be the son of the idiot King who caused all the problems in the first place, I don’t know, maybe that was coincidence) would result in the birth of someone like Elsa, who might be able to correct the wrongdoings of Bruneard. 

Or, perhaps the spirits were just protecting the Northuldra, waiting for a time that someone could return and right the wrongs, and prove that those outside Northuldra (specifically the Arendellians, who are the enemy in the spirits eyes - they were all individually VERY aggressive towards Frohana when they first entered) can be trusted once more. 

Elsa sings about how hard it is to stay put as her powers grow.  Maybe as her powers grew, so did her connection to the spirits (as well as the bond with her sister), and that’s why when she finally felt the desire to explore deeper, the spirits knew that, right. It’s time. 

She’s got this; get those people the heck outta Dodge so she can fix the past. As for how Ahtohallan works..? I don’t think it’s something that can be explained, just believed in. The spirits themselves aren’t something that should “work” according to modern science, but they clearly have an effect on the world around them. For example, salamanders (like Bestest Boy™ Bruni) were often seen to be scurrying from burning buildings, giving rise to the belief that they were born of fire. 

Ahtohallan is obviously a physical place, with a myth surrounding it (the lullaby), but all myths have some basis in fact. The fact that I don’t believe anyone other than Elsa could possibly survive there for any period of time probably adds to its mystery. Has anyone else ever actually been down there? (Maybe a previous “fifth spirit”, given the architecture in place down there already.)

Iduna and Agnarr tried to get to Ahtohallan and their ship was destroyed by the water - by the Nøkk? Did the spirits know Iduna was on the ship, and the only way to get things in motion was to give the girls a reason to return years later? The spirits can’t exactly leave a note saying, “Oh hey, do you mind coming to the big cloud when you’ve got a minute, we need to tell you something,” maybe it was their only option. 

When Elsa looked for answers within Ahtohallan, she didn’t have the full story until she dove too deep. All she saw was her grandfather being a bit of a forker with little to no context. In order to truly see what had happened, in order to find out how to free the Northuldra, she had to be willing to dive deeper into the past, and in turn, drown. When she was down there and saw herself begin to freeze, there didn’t seem to be any fear or panic, just continued curiosity and a need for answers. 

There was fear at the end, but she trusted that her message would get through to Anna. She had complete faith that her sister would be able to continue where she could not. She knew Anna would save the Northuldra; I wouldn’t be surprised if she hadn’t even thought about Anna saving her. (Again.) 

If she hadn’t gone further… she wouldn’t have seen what really happened. All she would have is more questions, and for that reason, I don’t think she could’ve stayed above the water (so to speak). She needed to go there; she needed to fully understand her purpose, her reason for being - it’s been a question of hers for so long: why do I have powers? 

I’m finally back from the unknown. I had a few hours of sleep, I’m in my office space, and I’m remembering the past few days…

Months from now - no, years - we’ll look back to all that we’ve done together and there will be nothing but smiles and endless laughter.

The thing is, the trip was amazing in so many ways. But it’s the people that made it unforgettable. It’s my friends.

Thank you for coming on this trip with me and for being so eternally gracious with your time, resources, patience, and most of all - your friendship. I can say this about the three of you, @snowycrocus​ @vannminner​ @blunaowl​ because all you’ve exuded was unyielding optimism throughout this whole journey.

We make fun out of everything. Thank you for weathering the cold weather with me, navigating the streets of London and Hogwarts while I walk super slow (LOL sorry mates), and for despising DLP yet still making it so fun - and for convincing me to get on rides even though I’m a coward. But with you three, I can do anything. I’m still eternally pissed about Tower of Terror being closed… it was probably the “scariest” ride I’ve been on, but I’d gladly do it with you with me.’

The whole trip was a ride. But hey, let’s ride some more.

Paris was overwhelming yet exquisite. London was a mixture of NYC and home. 

Megs - you’re my light. My ride or die, my soul sister, my enabler and the Dumb to my Dumber xD (instant karma - see, if I trip, you’ll always follow after because we are each others’ echoes LOL). You never fail to cease me with your childlike wonder, your wit, your willingness to just say “fuck it, let’s do this” without questioning and for simply trusting the journey because you believe in me in spite of my poor planning skills. You believe in the people you’re with and you never ever ever ever make anyone feel left out or less than. Thank you for opening your home to me… and I’m sorry I became mom and dad’s favorite daughter. BAHAHA I love you. Thank you for all that you are.Thank you for this trip and for the many more adventures that we’ll have. I love you, Hobnobs.

Bronsky - From pizza, artisan ice cream, anchovies (LOL), Horchata, paellas, chocotacos - and now Parisian food?! I was a terrible roommate but thank you for riding it out the past few nights and for still waking up with a smile on your face even though I literally did not let you sleep. 😭. Thank you for joining us, for guiding us and bringing us to the best places in Paris, for finding us a lovely home, and for being a loyal friend throughout the years. You’ve always been there for me, and I’m so grateful and honored to be called your friend. You’ve been nothing but a badass and you forever amaze me with your thirst for adventure and your never ending stories about the places you’ve seen and for the many more that you’ll see! Love you, Blue Eyes. Hasta que salga el sol!

Betch - Hello, anchor. My Fifth Spirit. The other half of the bridge. Thank you for your endless love and for simply being you. You had me c r y i n g with laughter and I’m grinning right now as I remember all the stupidity LOL. Love you. Thank you for finding me and for loving me just as I am. Love you for loving my friends and my family, and for following me into fire around the world and for keeping me grounded and alive all these years. You made London home - well, you make any place home. And now I am getting e m o t i o n a l because anywhere with you and the gang is nothing short of life changing. As long as you’re there, I’m good. I’ll always be good. Love you, Baboobska. FFFF. ❤

How lucky am I? No words can ever eloquently express my gratitude. None.

My friends: a summary.

Who’s who? XD