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Selina was running through the corridors with a mission and a piece of post in her hand. Ever since Christopher had agreed that he would move in with her and her family along with his little sister Elyon Selina had been running around and writing letters practically everyday to her parents preparing for the pair to move into the broomshed. She did feel quite awful with the whole broomshed concept, but she knew that her house would not feel at home to Chris. The two siblings needed their own space and yet a home to ancor too. So she felt that the distance between the Skylar's and the James' was enough that they could still be with each other everyday, but give each family a different outlit.
Besides that was the content of the letter she wanted to show Chris. Over the past few weeks Jake and Sophie had been charming the broomshed and preparing it for the new visitors to Whitley Hall. Selina wanted it to be perfect so that when the two came home they felt at home. It had been her pet project for quite some time and today she had gotten the post with a few pictures of the finished project. It only made her anticipation grow increasingly more with each passing moment. However, with all of her excitement she forgot to look where she was going and crashed straight into a mirror. Ugh!
Ever since the Boggart assignment, nightmares and guilt was all Christopher ever expierenced. He was finally starting to feel happy again after his father's death and like himself when Selina invited him into her family, because he learned that good things could come from the worst of situations and to celebrate his father's life, not hang on his death. But ever since he heard Boggart-Caroline's sharp, yet true words, he only pondered on what his life would've been like if there had been no crash. Or what things would have been like if he had died too. Sometimes he wished he would've.
He sat in front of the mirror in the empty room, staring at the images he saw. It was incredible, the mirror's magic. His friends and family sat happily around him smiling, laughing, and just being happy. It made a huge hole in his heart, knowing that maybe if he'd just been a Muggle all along that thing's would've stayed that way. Just as his father, his mother, Elyon, Caroline Krauter, Jack Davies, Robin Stanbrough, Selina, Katie Evans, Violet, and Michael O'Connor, the only people he really truly cared about, were waving to him and making his heart want to explode with grief and happiness and nostalgia, something flew past him, and smacked into the mirror, making everyone he loved fade.
"No!" he cried out, even though he knew it was too late and that they were gone, and that even if they weren't they probably couldn't hear him.
He looked stressedly over at the small figure rubbing it's head out of the corner of his eye, and his expression turned from that to bewildered.
".....Selina?" "W-w-what are you doing here?" he stammered.