..nightmares

[Xaver]

Xaver fought for calm. His general upset, for the ..finishing, or continuation, of the 'dream', had sent him reeling. He remembered what Ginny had said, had asked of him, and he quickly fought for control, forcing his own state of disconnected mental quiet. He felt her upset, a frown touching his face, and skittering a sensory, automatic reaction through his thoughts.
That must have been weird for Ginny, he presumed. To feel, then to see the reaction of his reaction, to her feelings. Or the way he literally sensed her feelings. Or something of the sort.

-I...- he started, but plainly just didn't know how to finish.


He heard the constant, quiet strum of little feet dropping down the stairs, and his interest piked. He remained still, until he heard Cody halt. Heard, as in his footfalls ceased - the minute vibrations creating a sort of dull image in his head, his other senses filling in the little blanks.
Xaver opened his eyes, and it was the only, barely noticable movement from him, until he raised one hand, planting his index finger against his lips. Motioning, asking silence. Then, he tilted his hand, and beckoned Cody over, gently patting his thigh, on the side Ginny was not already leaning on. Wanting him to come to him.

[Ginny Weasly]

Cody hesitated, doing as Xaver asked as far as not saying anything. But he felt scared, and he may have been a prodigy, but he was only three. He was afraid that whatever had made his mother fall so deeply alseep would get him. But he ran to Xaver after a moment, climbing up beside him and looking at Ginny's unconsious form with wide, afraid eyes.

Ginny said nothing in return, still studying the dream, trying to make sense of what she saw before her. It worried her greatly, it scared her even more. The dead don't come back, once you die, that's the end for this world. Ginny knew that, but this defied everything she had ever known, ever seen.

[Xaver]

(am doing laundry real fast, lol)

Xaver wrapped his free arm around Cody, planting a reassuring kiss upon the boy's temple, touching his forehead with his own, and closing his eyes, giving Cody a squeeze. Trying to comfort him, but being able to put little distraction in doing so.

Xaver focused.. On not thinking.
Perhaps better for all of them in the immediate.

[Ginny Weasly]

((Wish I could stay on long, but I gots school tomarrow, and it's already 1 am))

Cosy bit his lip, wanting to ask questions, but afraid to speak.

Ginny mentally sighed, and her form shook, as she left Xaver's mind, reentering her body. Violent shivers, as she opened her eyes, she clenched her teeth, slowly sitting up and wrapping her arms around herself. She was so cold now.

Cody jumped when Ginny sat up, startled into speaking. "Momma!"

[Lola_La_Fringe7]

Mira saw Ginny was cold and hurried back to the kitchen to fetch the tea.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny shivered, holding herself and closing her eyes. Cody spoke again, this time worridly, "Momma?"

Ginny's eyes cracked open and she reached over, plucking him from beside Xaver and putting him on her lap, hugging him tightly, kissing his head and al the while shivering too much to smile.

[Lola_La_Fringe7]

Mira came from the kitchen with a tray of tea. She also had a blanket which she put beside Ginny. Then she set the tea on a side table nearby.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny nodded as a thank you, still holding Cody close. She seemed to be checking that he was real, subcoinsiously making sure he was fine.

[Lola_La_Fringe7]

Mira sat quietly and took a tea cup sipping it quietly.

[Xaver]

When Ginny took Cody into her arms, Xaver slowly detached himself from where he was, close beside her, rising to a stand, his lean, lithe, powerfully muscled creature uncurling to reveal his true height. His enormous wings folded in their natural habit, behind him, and Xaver crossed his arms, the sinews beneath his now ashen skin, rippling with the movement. He turned from them, walking toward the window, completely soundless and naked, except for the casual, loose black sweatpants, that rested at his lower hips.

At the window, he stopped, opening his arms, and planting a hand at either side of the windowframe, leaning his weight into it, his eyes locked onto nothing, in the blackness, the chill of the storm outside seeping slightly through the pane, and fixing to his creature.
When he turned, the window behind him was covered in a layer of ice.


"I saw her die..."
He raked his hands through his dark, obsidian colored hair.
"I saw her die as if I killed her myself. Why do these dreams keep getting more realistic?.."

He wasn't asking anybody in particular.. He was just dumbfounded.

[Ginny Weasly]

Cody said nothing, just watched his parents with wide eyes. Ginny kept her arms tightly around him, now warm enough to speak. "I don`t know. What ever is happening, I`ve never encountered before."

[Xaver]

Xaver drug in a breath for another line of speech, but forced the words away, taking in the wide eyes of his little boy, and the concerned, grave looks of Ginny, and Mira.

This ..was his nightmare. And he was putting it on them.
What right did he have to do that?
None.
He should have stopped at awakening to the d**n thing.

It had scared him enough, out of his wits, and he hadn't regained enough back to restrain from wakening the rest of the household, plus one.


The fact that it had scared him, period, worried Xaver.
It had to be a dream.
It had to.

Subconsciously, one hand came up, his fingertips grazing the skin of his abdomen. Beneath his hand, scars that had long faded into nothingness, as they were always apt to do, with Xaver, resurfaced with his memory - deep, and raw, and ragged..


Being strung up by the middle on an oversized meat hook had come back as a dream, too.
But that had been real, hadn't it?...

Xaver shivered.

[Ginny Weasly]

Cody watched his father, trying to understand the feelings that come from him. He wasn't a full psychic or empath yet, and so he would get only whiffs of strong feelings or thoughts. The tension in the room was making him squirm.

Ginny tightned her hold on him, resting her chin on his small shoulder and softly whispering to him, 'Hush, angel."

[Xaver]

Xaver's heartbeat seemed to be impossibly loud, but he still caught Ginny's whisper to Cody.
He looked at them, again, and swallowed.

Then he did, what he had become very good at, in his years.
He blocked his feelings.
Cloaked them, and stuffed them away from the outside world.
His tensions and troubles were as very much strong as ever in his thoughts - but his said thoughts, and emotions, were behind shields too powerful now for even Xences to reach, coded, and tangled, and - in effect - instantly hushed. As if he were suddenly, completely emotionless.

He wasn't, obviously, but none of the others could sense it, anymore.


"I guess I'm not too good at handling my own nightmares, huh?"
He said it lightly.

If only it was just a dream...

[Ginny Weasly]

"It's okay to be scared, Daddy. I get nightmares too." Cody said, then held up his toy, "Here, take one of my toys. They'll protect your dreams." Being young, he truley believed his toys were what gave him plesent dreams.

Ginny couldn't help but smile, softly kissing Cody's cheek, "No, dearest. I don't think they are strong enough to chase away a grown-ups bad dreams." She glanced at Xaver, her eyes worried, but she still smiled for Cody's benifit. She was worried about Xaver's sudden lack of emotion
"What are you doing up anyway, angel?" She asked the Cody, her eyes never leaving Xaver.

Cody shrugged, and Ginny sighed, "Then let's get you back in bed."

She didn't want to stand, she didn't want to move. But letting Cody know that would scare him, so instead she would make herself stand.