Y/n Holmes

♤Afghanistan or Iraqi?♤

I was sat on a chair where Sherlock had told me to wait.
I had my headphones in until I felt a soft tap oh my shoulder.
I turn my head and took out my headphones to see Molly Hooper standing next to me.
Molly was like a Mother to me ever since I met her.
"Is sherlock okay?" She asked
"Molly, when is sherlock ever okay?"
"yes but, i mean look at him"

We both turn our heads to look through the window to see Sherlock shamelessly hitting a body over and over again.

"Want me to go in with you?" i ask

"yeah" she says

I walk towards the door, open it and he doesn't even acknowledge me, as usual.

He kept hitting the body until Molly finally spoke.

"So! Bad day was it?" she asks

"i need to know what bruises form in the next 20 minutes, a man alibi depends on it, text me"

And then he starts scribbling something down. Molly looks back at me and i give her a thumbs up. I know she fancies my brother, ive been trying to help them get closer but Sherlock is the most stubborn human being ive ever met.

"Listen, i was wondering, maybe

later when your finished-" But she was cut off.

"You're wearing lipstick? you weren't wearing lipstick before" I leaned against the wall and smirked, it was like watching a tv show.

"I- uhh, i refreshed it a bit" Molly said smiling

"sorry you where saying" Sherlock went back to whatever he was writing

"i was wondering if you'd like to have coffee"

"Black, two sugars please ill be upstairs" he said quickly walking off

"HURRY UP Y/N" he added not looking back

"Sorry!" i whisper to molly giving her a sympathetic smile.

"okay.."

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We walked into a room full of sciency stuff. You can probably tell just by that sentence im not much of a holmes people think i am.

Sherlock went straight into doing whatever he was doing whilst i sat in the corner pulling a book out opening it to where i left off.

"Your filling you brain with useless things, reading that" Sherlock said not looking up from the test plate things he was using.

"Shut up, Sherlock im not trying to become a psychopath like you"

"high functioning sociopath" he corrected

"SHHH, im trying to fill my brain with useless knowlage"

I can practically hear him roll his eyes at me. When i hear 2 short knocks and the sound of a door opening.

I look up from my book to see two men enter the room. One of them being Mike who we already know and another man with brown hair and had a walking stick probably fought in some war ending up in injury. (obviously i know how to deduce a little but not as well as sherlock)

Because he says " A bit different from my day"

"oh, you've no idea" Mike says chuckling

"Mike can i borrow your phone there's no signal on mine" Sherlock finally says. I close my book wanting to see whats about to happen.

"well whats wrong with the landline?"

" i prefer to text"

"sorry, its in my coat"

"uh, here, use mine" The man says pulling his phone out of his back pocket.

Sherlock turns his head to face the man. "Oh, thank you"

"hes an old friend of mine, John watson" Mike says as Sherlock was over taking the phone from John.

"Afghanistan or iraq?"

Me and Mike looked at each other, smirking

"sorry?" John says clearly confused

"which was it afghanistan or iraq?"

"Afghanistan, uhh sorry how did you-" but was cut off by Molly entering the room.

"Ah Molly, coffee thank-you" when Molly handed him the coffee sherlock said "What happened to the lipstick?"

"it wasn't working for me" She says looking down.

"Really, i thought it was a big improvement, mouths too, small now"

She just gave a little "okay" and walked off.

I stood up and sat next to Mike.

"How do you feel about the violin?" asked Sherlock

i roll my eyes, so thats whats happening.

"sorry,what?" John asks, poor guy i don't know how he will survive living with Sherlock, i mean of course I'M used to it, im his sister but they barley know each other, well john knows nothing about Sherlock, Sherlock, however probably knows quite a bit about him already.

"i play the violin when I'm thinking, sometimes i dont talk for days on end, would that bother you? potential flat mates should know the worst about each other " ending the sentence with a smile.

"y-you told him about me?" John asked Mike

"not a word" Mike said shaking his head slightly

"then who said anything about flat mates?" John asked

"I did, this morning, i told mike that i must be a difficult man to find a flat mate for, now here he is just after lunch with an old friend, clearly just home from military service in afghanistan, wasn't a difficult leap"

"How did you know about afghanistan?" John said looking up from the floor.

"I have my eye on a nice little place in central London, together we ought to be able to afford it."

"we will meet there tomorrow evening at seven o'clock. Myself, you and my little sister, sorry I've got to dash, I left my riding crop in the mortuary." He was just open to leave when john spoke up.

"is that it?"

"is that what?" Sherlock says turning around to face John

"we've only just met and we are going to have a look at a flat"

"problem?"

"We dont know a thing about each other, i don't know where we are meeting, i don't even know your name, or your sister's name, you said she was living there as well?"

Here we go...

" I know you're an Army doctor and you've been invalided home from Afghanistan. I know you've got a brother who's worried about you but you won't go to him for help because you don't approve of him - possibly because he's an alcoholic; more likely because he recently walked out on his wife. And I know that your therapist thinks your limp's psychosomatic - quite correctly, I'm afraid."

John looked awkwardly at his feet

"That's enough to be going on with, don't you think?" walking out of the room. I roll my eyes and start to follow him, but he comes back a peeks his head through the door before i can reach it,

"The name's Sherlock Holmes and the address is two two one B Baker Street."

He slams the door shut into my face.

I sigh and turn to John who was in a sate of shock.

"uhm...im that little sister by the way, y/n holmes, nice to meet you" i hold my hand out for him to shake but is still in a trance. " ok.. ill just go"

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A/n
I'll try to work on both this book and life at Hogwarts so please be patient!