InsaneJournal

Characters: Benjamin Capper Jr, Elijah Chambers & Samara Chambers
Setting: Chambers home, 13 November 2003, 6:14pm
Rating: PG for swearing
Summary: Samara finds out her mother is dead - on her birthday.

Samara had to admit that she had definitely had better birthdays than this. She knew it wasn't going to be a particularly good year, considering she was already using her party as a ploy to insert an unwanted memory into one of her friends, but the onslaught of the attack by rampaging living inferi certainly didn't perk up her spirits any. Luckily she had not been out with Jason when the attacks had occurred so they had been tucked away safely at home but Eli had been in the Ministry when it all started and that worried her overmuch, not to mention Benji had to be out in the thick of it for the past day and a half until it was all settled and over with. So far Benji was doing alright, last she'd heard from him. He was tired, but otherwise okay which was what mattered most. Samara turned to her fireplace as it roared to life, seeing her brother step out of it moments later. He had agreed to watch Jason for the evening so that Eli could take Samara out for her birthday. Why he was coming by the house when they had plans to bring Jason to Benji's flat so that he could relax at home, she did not know. Maybe they had had some miscommunication. "Uncle Benji!" Jason came running into the living room to greet his uncle who looked even more tired than last Samara had seen him. "Hey Jase," Benji replied, in a slightly less enthusiastic tone than he normally would. Samara could understand this, though even with a hard day Benji usually was still bright and cheerful when it came to his nephew. He gave him a hug and said, "Can you go play in your room for a bit? I need to talk to your mum." Jason sighed. "Yeah alright," he replied and headed out of the room. Samara raised an eyebrow at her brother. "What do you need to talk about? You know we were going to bring Jase to your flat, yeah?" "Yeah. Mara...come sit down," Benji said and he gave his sister a look. Samara knew this look, but what she didn't understand was why she was getting it from him just then. She slowly moved into the living room and sat down precariously on the sofa and Benji sat down next to her. He kept looking at her and she just didn't understand. "Benji, what's going on?" "They've cleared things up in Hogsmeade. The mess from the Kissed and they found a-a body. It's Mother, Mara - Mother's been killed." Benji took Samara's hands in his own and squeezed them. Samara stared at him, the words not really sinking in. She heard them, she could comprehend them, but she couldn't put them together and take their true significance because that would mean - "You can't be serious," she finally said, pulling her hands from her brother's and standing up. Things had been bad enough already without this. "This is some sort of joke, right?" She knew better; her brother was an idiot sometimes but he wouldn't make a joke like that. It just seemed like the only reasonable explanation right then. "Samara..." While her voice had been calm up until this point, almost uncomfortably so, she was beginning to unravel. She felt like something was pressing down on her chest now. Benji kept looking at her and she didn't know how to make him stop, though she considered briefly throwing something at him. "You're lying," she said and then suddenly she was screaming at him, "You're lying!" Benji stood up and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Mara, calm down!"