No! I posted a whole PoV! Retry...
"I'm not so sure...." Malia trailed off.
"Well, I am." I went over and offered her my hand, pulling her up. Wisty stood up as well and took Malia's other hand. Grim grabbed my free hand as well. "Come on, why don't you show us to your room Mal? We might as well have a slumber party!"
My sisters laughed as we piled onto Malia's bed. She was lucky, didn't have to share. Eventually Wisty fell asleep and Grim let go of my hand and fell asleep as well (is it good that he didn't let go of my hand?!). Malia and I were left staring at each other. She told me all about her dream, and I tried to reasure her, then we went back into silence.
"I guess I'll go to sleep..." My sister looked down after she broke the quiet. "Can you promise me I won't have another nightmare?" she asked.
I couldn't, but I said a "Yes," anyways. Eventually we too drifted off, but I was interupted by a nightmare.
I was in this old, worn down house. Wisty was next to me, and Voldemort was standing right behind us. I nearly cried out in fright, but I couldn't. "Kill her," Voldemort told me. He was talking about Wisty, my sissy Thorn.
"I can't!" My heart was pounding, why did I deny Voldemort. But it seemed right.
"Well, I have something to do about pests," Voldemort then turned to the door. "Welcome my child," Voldemort said."Come, come." I watched as Mal pushed the door open and stared at her. Why did she have to come?! "Come, child," Vodemort said.
"Mal no!" Wisteria spoke. I looked over to her then at Voldemort, who looked mad.
"Avada Kedavra!" he cried, and Wisty dropped to the ground.
"No, Wisty! Thorn! Older sis! What have you done to her?" I turned to look at Malia and Voldemort, my gaze filled with tears.
"Yessssss." Voldemort nodded an all knowing nod. "Do it dear Rosie."
I turned to look at Malia and she stared back at me, a shocked yet defiant expression on her face.
"Avada Kedavra!" I shouted, and Mal dropped to the floor.
I sat up, panting. My dream sounded just like Mal's.... but with a different ending. I shook Malia awake. "Mal, Mal. I need to tell you something. I had this dream like yours but different.... and I'm worried I might kill you."