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This story was for Snow Sister Week on Tumblr. The theme was Frozen Magic. Hope you enjoy it.

Without a sound Anna eased the snowflake covered door open. Moonlight and blue flashes of light greeted her. Given the late hour she had expected to find the bedroom dark. She paused in the doorway to watch the lone figure seated on the window bench.

The familiar blond head was turned to the window, an outstretched arm rested on a raised knee. All was still but the twisting of one hand. Slender fingers moved with graceful arcs as blue magic and snowflakes danced over them.

Anna stood mesmerized by the display. She had long since accepted her sister's gift, but it never ceased to amaze her. Several snowflakes morphed into images of snow creatures, who faded away as they strayed too far from their mistress's hand.

As a powerful miniature snow wolf leapt into the air Anna gasped. Startled Elsa turned, the imagines gone in an instant.

"Anna, are you alright?"

Blue eyes crinkled with a smile at her sister's concern. Though Elsa had gone out of her way to assure her she had always been loved, and cared for, she still welcomed the displays of it. "I'm fine." She closed the door before making her way to the bench seat.

"Trouble sleeping?"

Slender shoulders shrugged as she settled onto the bench facing her sister, pulling her knees up. "My body wants to sleep but my mind has other ideas."

An understanding hum, answered her.

"So why are you up?"

Elsa gaze returned to the window. "Just thinking."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

"No." She looked to her sister. "I'm okay." She offered reassurance to the unasked question. "I was just letting my mind wander a bit."

"So, what where you doing with your magic?" Anna asked.

Elsa raised the hand, a hint of a smile on her lips. "I've found it helps release tension if I just let my magic wander a bit. Just allow it to create what it wants."

"It was beautiful."

"Thank you." She ducked her head at the compliment.

They sat in companionable silence each staring out the window.

"Elsa, what's it like?" She smiled at her sister's familiar head tilt and the hint of confusion in her eyes. "Your magic. What does it feel like?"

The corners of Elsa's lips moved upward. "I'm not sure how to explain it." They sat a moment longer.

"Does it feel good? Does it tickle?... Does it hurt?"

"Sort of, sometimes and no, it only hurts when I try to hold it back." Elsa answered absently.

"Elsa." The pain in her sister's voice drew Elsa's attention to the girl. "You held it back for thirteen years. Were you in pain that whole time?"

The sight of tears gathering in her sister's eyes made Elsa consider brushing off the question. But she had promised there would be no more lies or secrets between them. "Sometimes, as I grew older it became harder to control. I had to struggle to keep it in."

Before she could react Anna leapt forward, wrapping around her with a whimper.

"Hey," she patted the girl's back. "It's okay. I'm okay."

"I'm sorry you had to suffer like that." Her words muffled by Elsa's shoulder.

"Anna, the past is in the past. We need to focus on our future. Hey," She pushed her sister up just enough to see teary blue eyes staring back at her. Cool fingers brushed aside a strand of stray hair, before cupping Anna's flushed cheek. "It's okay."

Anna took the hand from her cheek and placed a kiss upon it. "But it doesn't hurt now, right?"

"No, dear one, it doesn't hurt." Elsa pulled her in placing a gentle kiss to her forehead before holding her close.

Nestled against her sister, Anna could hear a steady heartbeat beneath the blue nightgown. She allowed sound to relax her. She was drifting off when Elsa shifted.

"Hey, turn around."

"What? Why?"

"Turn around with your back to me."

Reluctant to give up her comfortable position, Anna shifted around till her back rested against Elsa's chest. Elsa sat up to support her. She settled in, relaxing as Elsa's arms wrapped around her.

"Hold your arms out in front of you." She reached around and laid her hands atop Anna's. Their arms pressed together.

Elsa leaned over her shoulder to whisper in her ear. "Close your eyes."

"What are you going to do?"

"Shhh, just relax. Usually I don't really notice it, but if I'm concentrating on creating something. It starts as a tickle."

Anna gasped as a chill started at the center of her back and moved up to her shoulders.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, that was…I …whoa."

Elsa giggled. "From there it passes down my arms."

The feeling traced down Anna's arms causing the hairs to stand on end, she opened her eyes.

"Once it reaches my hands I can hold it there."

Teal eyes grew wide at the blue glow surrounding their hands. The magic danced over her hands, along her fingertips. It was cold but not painful.

"I can release a little…"

Anna's breath caught as snowflakes seemed to form from her hands. She could feel them forming before dancing over her palms to drift off in the night air. When she finally remembered to breathe, it came in a gasp.

"Elsa, it's beautiful." She whispered.

She couldn't see Elsa's smile, but there was no mistaking her sister's giggle. "Thank you. Now, when I want to create something that requires a little more effort, it's a bit stronger."

Snowflakes morphed into images of snowmen and other creatures. Anna could feel the magic pulsing down her arms into her hands. She laughed as a tiny Olaf danced upon her palm.

Olaf and a tiny Sven chased each other before disappearing in a flurry of snowflakes. The blue glow faded.

Anna couldn't contain her disappointment. "Why did you stop?"

"You're getting cold." Elsa replied.

"No, I'm good. Let's do it again."

"That's enough for now. You're shivering." She wrapped her arms around Anna's waist pulling her close. Elsa settled back into the pillows, pulling her sister with her.

They lay looking at the night sky.

"I remember sitting at the window with you when we were little. We'd watch the lights and you would read to me." She tried to look back at her sister. "That happened, right?"

"Yes, we spent many nights on the window bench. You liked to sit in my lap so you could see the pictures. Course then you'd fall asleep and I was trapped."

They giggled.

Anna held up her hand, trying to hold to the feeling of snowflakes dancing over her palm.

"Elsa."

"Yes?"

"Thank you for sharing that with me."

A gentle kiss pressed against her head. "You're welcome, sunshine."

Elsa began to hum an old song from their childhood. With the familiar coolness at her back and strong arms holding her secure, Anna's lids grew heavy. She drifted off and somewhere on the edge of a memory; she thought she heard the faint laughter of children.