`Home is where the heart is || OPEN

[mina]

My heart is far far away.

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Wilhelmina had always been told that she had inherited her mother's strange sleeping habits. She couldn't count all of the times her father told stories about how he would wake in the middle of the night to see her mother sitting at the window staring up at the star-filled night sky or possibly reading one of her many books.

"You're just like her, you know that?" her father's voice broke the thick silence that surrounded Mina, causing her to turn away from the large window in their living room. It was late, very late. "Hm? What do you mean?" Mina answered quietly, the exhaustion in her voice muffling her words a bit. George shook his head, laughing softly before moving to take a seat on their sofa. "It's three in the morning, Mina. You should be in bed." he said with a yawn, running his large hand through his thick, dark curls. She yawned with him, turning back toward the window and leaning her forehead against the cold glass. "I know what time it is. I just can't sleep," Mina shook her head, another small yawn passing her lips and fogging the glass in front of her. "And no, I'm not upset about anything. I..I'd just rather be awake now instead of when the sun is out. I know it sounds silly, but I don't know any other way to explain it." Wilhelmina turned curiously back toward her father when she heard him continue to laugh. She shook her identical dark curls before speaking a bit harshly at him. "Why are you laughing? I didn't say anything fun.." Her father's voice was soft and deep, nothing new, but there was much more meaning behind this statement compared to the other things he had said. "You're mother, Mina. You are just like her."

A smile tugged gently at the corner of her mouth as the young gryffindor sat on the ground of the astronomy tower, her legs crossed in front of her as she leaned back on her hands and stared at the sparkling navy sky. Just like any other night Mina couldn't sleep with the stars floating up above her like a million tiny fireflies. It was too enjoyable to pass up, really. She was beginning to wonder why there weren't a lot more people like her. How could these students sleep when nature was putting on such a spectacle just for them? It seemed that people took advantage of the night sky much too often, and she wished that they would take the time to realize what was hidden within it. Although, there weren't a lot of people who thought like her. To Miss White each of those little stars was just a wish waiting to explode and sprinkle down upon the earth, sending happiness into the lives of those who needed it the most. Of course, a majority of people didn't see them more than a flicker of light off in the distance.

Mina took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "I wish that she would come back to me," she muttered out loud before the slight smile started to fade. Unfortunately Mina's star hadn't made it's way back to the earth yet, and she was beginning to wonder if it was ever going to. Maybe that kind of wish was meant to be just that, a simple wish that was meant to hang around up in the glowing sky until the end of time. With a loud sigh, Mina got to her feet and moved to the balcony of the astronomy tower, leaning casually over the railing. "Maybe not. Maybe I'm just being impatient." Mina giggled softly, staring dreamily up at the eerily bright stars. "That was something else I got from you, isn't it? We both know that father is anything but impatient." The girl grinned up at the sky, letting the silence surround her once again as a strong wind blew at her wild curls. With a shake of her head, the large grin was quickly replaced with a slight frown. "I miss you."

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[waldemar]

It wasn't that Waldemar usually wandered about the school corridors after curfew, but he'd been unable to sleep. Back in Finland, when he'd been unable to sleep, he'd climb onto the roof (unbeknownst to his parents or to the servants) to watch the stars. He'd done that ever since he was a very small child and as he had always had a room of his own, his brother had never been able to tell on him.
Now, however, he was sharing a dorm, and even though the Ravenclaw dorms were in a tower, he could not ponder and muse about the stars with four other boys in a room. Waldemar, who'd been used to a slightly solitary life, with social gatherings at regular intervals and the rest of his time occupied doing things he liked best: reading (detective stories, mostly) or roaming the forests that bordered their garden.

But now he was far from Finland, but longing for stars and silent thoughts, and what better place than the astronomy tower? He had quietly sneaked through hallways, avoided Peeves and patrolling teachers, then had climbed the stairs to the tower.. only to find there was someone there when he walked in. "Oh," he muttered, "excuse me.." Still, he didn't walk away, but walked in a few more steps. He had gone through all this trouble to go stargazing, he was not going to walk all the way back again just because there was a girl there as well.
Just imagine what he could've walked in on! Waldemar didn't know, but half the evenings someone was at the astronomy tower, it wasn't quite for that sort of stargazing.

"Just pretend I am not here, I'm only here to look at the stars," he said softly, as he didn't want to disturb her or startle her, as she seemed rather taken in by her thoughts.
"I won't be any trouble," he assured her. Waldemar walked towards one of the large windows, glancing outside and tracing familiar patterns with his eyes. He was glad his parents hadn't decided to migrate to the southern hemisphere, where the stars would've been strangers to him. Really, rather, he'd really go outside out onto a roof, but that was rather impossible, let alone dangerous - Hogwarts was a whole lot higher than his house was. Well.. had been.