Episkey My Heart

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"Dora! Over here!" Ted screamed over the platform noise, waving wildly at a purple eyes girl with bubblegum pink hair.

"Dad!" Nymphadora screamed right back before taking off running towards where her family was standing. Or where her parents were standing at least. For it to be her entire family, her sister (whom she never met personally, but who cares about that?) would have to be present too.

She gave all of two steps before landing on her face, dragging Charlie and Amber with her. And their trucks. And Amber's cat.

"Ow!" Amber exclaimed.

"Bloody Hell, Dora. I think you broke my foot." Charlie bemoaned.

"Yeah, yeah." She grumbled, "get off me."

The three teens were trying to disentangle themselves from one another, which was particularly hard when one of said teens was a clumsy metamorthmagus who couldn't stay in one shape long enough to allow for the other two to safely move away and stand.

The commotion was dragging more than a few eyes by now, but after three years of this everyone knew it was best to leave the young metamorthmagus to sort herself out, least they get dragged into her mess.

"Ouch, my hand!" The younger Tonks complained, glaring at her housemate.

"That was my hand, you goof." Charlie rolled his eyes.

"Oh. Nice hand you got there, mate, looks like mine." He just looked at his best friend with incredulous eyes. Honestly, he didn't even know why he insisted on being surprised by her antics.

"Excuse me. Do you need help?" A young voice asked in wavering tone. Apparently this kid didn't get the memo to stay away from a clumsy Tonks in the aftermath of a accident.

"No, go! Save yourself!" The girl in a magenta sweater said.

"Run, my child, run while there's still- Ow, my eye!" The ginger boy whimpered, causing a family of redheads behind the trio to laugh.

"Merlin's beard." The pink haired girl gasped as she finally took a look at the newcomer.

In a rare burst of grace, Nymphadora raised to her feet and rushed toward the child, causing the trunks the two others teens had just managed to slip away from, to fall back on the two unsuspecting victims.

"Are you... Are you?!" Dora whispered looking wide eyed at the child.

"I-I'm your- I'm Aster." The girl said nervously, peeking at her sister from downturned, shy eyes.

"Aaaah." The metarmorphmagus squealed. "You are my sister!!!" Dora hugged the girl tightly to her chest.

"Hi." Aster mumbled into her chest, tentatively wrapping her arms around the taller girl.

"Hi." She whispered back, before shouting loudly. "Guys, this is my little sister!"

To Aster, it felt like one moment she was the most peaceful she has ever been, hugging her new sister while her new parents stood in the background, then suddenly she was in hell. Out of nowhere people started coming at her, screaming and squealing, dragging along friends and pointing, in her panic she pressed even closer to Dora, who was gladly talking to everyone who'd come closer about how amazing Aster was, her arms still around the little girl.

"Awww, she is soo cute, Dora!"

"Oi, Tonks, that's the little Picasso we've been hearing about?"