Old memories coming back to the mind, title is obviously inspired by Abba's song "Slipping through my fingers"
I also recommend listening to the song while reading it. For me it's easier to imagine the memories
Narcissa and Estelle were sitting on Estelle's bed. The older woman coloured the Younger one's toe nails. Narcissa often shifted her hand that held Estelle's foot in place, causing Estelle to squeal. "Stop it! You're tickling me!" "Poor you. I could tickle you." "No please! I don't want to end like ended years ago." Estelle giggled. Narcissa chuckled and remembered the old times.
Draco brought home a friend. He introduced the little girl to us. Lucius was intimidating towards the little girl but I smiled and was happy that Draco found a friend. Estelle spend more and more time with Draco and me. Estelle spend more time with us than with her parents. Soon Estelle became something like a second child to me. She is such a sweet little girl. And she is funny aswell, always making Draco and I laugh. Often we would take walks out into the woods. Draco and Estelle loved spending time there. After being out there I always had to give them a bath. After I dried them off and helped them dress. Gently I brushed their hair. I braided Estelle's long hair often. Her hair was always so soft after washing it. I washed her hair at least a hundred times over the years. Once she turned 8 she showered herself, but still wanted me to wash her hair. During thunderstorms I would often wake up to Estelle crawling into my bed and making herself comfortable. She was absolutely terrified of storms. So during stormy nights, I had a human plushie. Same goes for nightmares. When little Estelle had a nightmare she would come to me and cuddle. For a little time she didn't come to cuddle but that quickly changed when a pretty bad storm flew over town. She was so scared that she shook in fear. Draco made fun of her for being afraid of storms. But it didn't bother Estelle at all. She was just being herself. Once again she spent her birthday with Draco and I. It was her ninth birthday. Estelle and Draco played outside, in the mud. When they came inside, the mud was on their faces, hair and clothes. I made them both shower. Then they went to bed. They were still sharing Draco's room. Two kid beds next to each other with a nightstand between them. So as always I took a chair and sat between the two beds. I questioned who's idea it was to play in the mud. Draco told me that it was Estelle and Estelle admitted it. I was a little mad but not really. But still I punished Estelle. I tickled her until she was out of breath and super tired. I punished both Draco and Estelle with tickling quite a few times. Often when they were misbehaving or not doing what they were told to.
And now she's sitting next to the young adult Estelle. She sighed and looked at Estelle. The young witch did the same.
"You know, you and Draco are just slipping through my fingers."
