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WHO: Henry and Marina
TONE: Sad, depressing, angry bittersweet maybe?
RATING: PG for Marina's potty mouth
WHEN: Thursday the 27th
WHERE: Hogwart's Boathouse
WHAT: Thanks to ~*~shenanigans~*~ Henry blurted out that he's Marina's brother and now they're meeting to discuss this whole mess
STATUS: COMPLETE
NOTE: Marina is still using Jake's body.

This was not how he thought, or wanted it to go. He didn't want to blurt it out during some weird magical shit going on that had apparently made Marina switch bodies with some kid. He didn't also intend to share what the man had said they could both do. He didn't even know why he'd said it. It was like his body just moved on its own, and suddenly, he was spilling the beans for anyone reading the journal to see. If the circumstances were different, he would probably made the association between her wishing he'd tell the truth and his outburst, but as things were, his mind was too busy with the current situation.

And so, after a little stroll the fields to find the boathouse, he was waiting for Marina to appear, so they could... Do whatever it is you did when you met your long lost siblings. He knew Marina wouldn't go for a Hollywood-style reunion with hugs and tears and talks about missing pieces being found, and frankly that was ok with Henry. Under the circumstances, that sort of thing would have been beyond inappropriate and out of place. He was glad he managed to get it out in the open though. At least now the telling had been taken care of. Now, it was just a matter of whether or not it had been a good thing or a bad thing.

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Marina was past the point of caring now who saw her in this body and who didn't. This was... she didn't even know what to think. She didn't even know how she felt. Ever since she saw the picture of her dad, she just felt... numb. Except it wasn't a complete numbness. There was a fire burning somewhere in the deep recesses of her mind that refused to be put out. Her dad. He'd left Marina with a piss poor excuse for a mom. He'd gone off and had another kid. He hadn't cared about her.

It was safe to say that a part of her felt angry. Almost betrayed- as if she hadn't already been betrayed by him. This was just salt in the wound, if anything. But it was still upsetting. She just couldn't believe it though. A brother. Every time she thought about it, the fire died down and the numbness took over. She didn't know how to even fucking feel about it. It just... Why?

That was the kind of question that plagued her mind as she made it through the castle and towards the boathouse. It was the biggest driving force, if anything. She had to find him and... get this sorted out. She needed answers.

When she made it to the boathouse, she stood in front of the door for several minutes. She wasn't scared- far from it. She just... didn't know what to expect. She didn't know what to say. Or do. Suddenly she just didn't know how to act around this person who claimed he was her brother. It made her angry. It didn't help that she wasn't herself. It just made it all the worse.

But that's about when she decided that she would be as much of herself as she could be in this stupid, useless little body. When she pushed the door open, her- well, his- wand was out and pointed at Henry's face. Because that's about when she decided she was angry. Pissed off. At everything. At him, her father, her mother. This stupid fucking excuse of an existence.

"Start talking, now." How she managed to sound so menacing with Jake's voice was a testament to just how angry she really was.

To say Henry was surprised at the wand pointed at him would be an understatement. But then, when he thought back at how she had said she wanted to punch him, was it really that surprising? She had been angry at him, and then he dropped a bomb like that on her. No, after the initial shock, he wasn't surprised. Scared, yes. Someone that angry with a wand probably meant business.

And then there was her request. He almost opened his mouth to ask her what did she want to know, but that would be a useless question. Of course he knew what she wanted to know. Everything. She wanted to hear him actually say what he'd told her, what she'd dismissed. No, that wasn't completely right. She wanted to hear his whole story. That was what he'd probably want to know, at least.

He raised his hands, palms showing to show he wouldn't do anything, and after lowering them to his side, began speaking. "My mother met him at a party. Said she was drunk, and maybe high, but... Long story short, she slept with him. She didn't really know him, so when she found out she was pregnant, she couldn't contact him. She had me, and raised me on her own. We moved away to France when I was... four, and we've been there every since." He paused for a moment, to remind himself that she wouldn't care about any extra details he could give about his life in France. He had to stick to the basics that were relevant to her for now. He adjusted his gaze so he staring at her straight in the eyes, and continued. "This summer, I finally managed to convince her to tell me about him. Our biological father. She told me she'd actually found a way to reach him before we moved away, but he hadn't been interested in me, so... She gave up. I managed to get her to give me what she knew about him, and I tried to find him. And I did. He was in jail. I went to visit him, told him who I was... And he wasn't happy. Started screaming that he'd told my mother to keep me the hell away from him... And then he started rambling about some other woman he'd slept with, after my mother apparently. He said she'd started screaming at him about a daughter they had that was, to quote him, 'some sort of freaky witch'. That's when I found out about you. I got him to tell me what he knew, which was really just your name, and... Well, I figured if you were a witch, you were going to school here, so I transferred. Came here trying to find you."

When he was through, he took a deep breath, and kept his eyes on Marina steady. "Is that what you wanted to know, or is there more?"

Marina didn't know what to think. At all. As she listened to him speak, she just felt herself getting more angry. A part of her wished she hadn't even asked at all, because the shit she was hearing just. Why did it have to be like this? Why the fuck did this guy have to come and disrupt her life now, of all times, with this? Why did her father have to be such a fucking asshole? Why was her life even the fucking way it was at all? It just. Sucked. A lot. And the more he spoke the angrier she got.

"No, that's enough," she spat once he was finished. "But what the hell were you expecting, anyway?" she asked, and she kept the wand pointed at his face, hand gripping it so tightly that her fingers turned white. "What was the point of even coming here and telling me this shit? Did you think I would be happy to have a fucking brother or something?"

It came out harshly, but she didn't care. Because she didn't want a brother. She didn't want any kind of family. The only person she could look out for was herself. She didn't need this. This just... fucked everything up.

What did he want. That was still the big question that he had no real answer to. At least not one that'd satisfy Marina. He wanted to see her, to know who the other side of his family was, who else would look at him... His lack of resemblance to his mother in favour of his biological father turned out to be something he wasn't particularly happy about, if only because of the man he turned out to be.

But really, meeting her and seeing her had been all he'd wanted since finding out about her. And that wish was satisfied. For all intents and purposes, he had no other reason to stay; which was a gross over-simplification of course, as he'd come to like Hogwarts and wanted to stay, if only for the contact with his British roots. But that was neither here or there.

He kept his eyes steady on Marina, and with strong wish in his mind that she'd lower the wand and calm down, he spoke. "Nothing. I wasn't expecting anything, really. I wanted to meet you, to see you. I did. That's all I expected from this." There was a pause, and with a sigh, he added. "Look, Marina... If you don't want to see me, or talk to me again, I understand." And he did. These were news that were a bomb to anyone, and the way they'd been delivered was probably the worst that could have happened. "Just say the word, and I'll walk out of here, I won't reply to you in the journals or make any posts directed at you... Or whatever. If you want to talk to me now or later, them... We will. If you never want to, then we won't."

Really, that was the best he could offer. Space. He'd invaded her life in a way that nobody should even think of, it was the least he could do.

It was weird. As he spoke, she could feel her anger ebbing away. It wasn't completely gone, but she didn't feel quite like attacking him like she had wanted to. She let her wand arm fall down to her side and just stared hard at him as he continued. She wanted to be angry at him. She really, seriously did. But she just couldn't find it in her anymore to keep raging at him.

It was a few long seconds before she finally found the words. Because this was just... She hated this. So much, and she just wished that it wasn't happening. Why did he have to come into her life at all? Why had he even bothered? She didn't need him, or want him.

"Then that's what I want," she said, and her voice was low and firm. "But only after you do make a post. Because you fucking told me in an unfiltered message. Tell them you were wrong. Tell them you had the wrong person. I don't want anyone to know we're... Related." She spat the word venomously. "I don't fucking care how you do it, just. Fix this. I don't have family. I don't NEED family. And after that, you never talk to me again, got it?"

And that caused a pang of hurt in his heart. That was something he should have expected, but the way she'd said it just... Made him wonder what'd happened to her. What life had she lived that made her say she didn't need or have a family. But he'd given her his word, and he'd go through with it. "Fair enough. I'll see what I can come up with. Although, since Arthur was the one that reacted, I'll keep it to just him for now. If nobody else saw it, then there's no point in getting people's attention to it. If anyone asks, I'll tell them I got the wrong person. Is that ok with you?"

Marina opened her mouth- she was about to tell him no, she wanted an actual fucking announcement. But then she realized he was right. It would just draw attention to it, and then no one would believe him. Because everyone in this castle was just a huge nosy asshole who liked sticking their faces in other people's business. She would never hear the end of it.

"Fine," she said. "Whatever. I don't care."

She turned around and moved to leave, before stopping. Without turning around, she said, "And stop talking about me to people. I don't ever want to hear you mention me ever again. To anyone."

And by then, he didn't even have the heart try and correct her again. They were cutting off all contact, and that was that. Nothing else he could do, or correct, or fix or whatever. They'd reached that agreement, and that was that. So, even though she couldn't see him, he nodded. "All right."

And he turned his back to her, walking slowly away from her even though there was no exit to the boathouse from that side of the building. He really just didn't want to watch Marina walk away, and he needed a place to sit for a while and digest this whole... Thing that had happened.

She really didn't have anything to say to him after that. She felt like she didn't have anything to say to anyone for a long time after this. Marina just wanted to go down to the Slytherin dorms and just. lay down. And forget the world for a while. She'd even forgotten that she was in Jake's body for the moment. Her mind was just a muddled mishmash of... everything. She didn't understand why this had to happen. Why he had to show up. It just seemed so pointless. They hadn't known each other, so why the fuck did he have to ruin that? She could've gone her whole life without knowing about him, and she would've been perfectly fine. But whatever. She'd just try and forget it ever happened. The boathouse door slammed behind her, leaving Henry alone as she made her way back to the castle.

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