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meganelizabeth 
"Selina, are you alright? Do you.... need to go to the Hospital Wing or something?" he asked his friend, his voice full of concern. She seemed to be in a lot of pain, and painful head injuries weren't exactly good. They were quite opposite, actually. Though everybody knew that.
Christopher scooted towards her, looking at the pictures she'd just shoved into his hands. He looked at each one in awe.
"Selina.... you didn't have to go to all of this trouble just for us! Anyway, we're not living in your house, we just need the little broomshed." He shook his head at her. She really didn't have to go through all of the trouble and spend all of the money on him and his sister. They were just greatful to be living in the shed; they didn't need something
this extravagant!
His eyes flickered back to the mirror again, but there was still nothing there. He knew it was a very, very personal question, but as they were going to be unofficial siblings soon enough, he was dying to know.
"I know this is a really off topic and highly personal question, and you by no means have to answer it, but I just really wanted to know......" He smiled half heartedly at her and asked, "What do you see when you look in the mirror, Sely?" Part of him just thought it might have something to do with Quidditch, but he knew better than that. Selina was much deeper than that, but she probably had her secrets too. And he respected them completely.
Selina swatted his shoulder and said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "This IS the shed Christopher. And we didn't do anything that extravagant. I knew you wouldn't be comfortable like that so I did it very low key and all. Just to make sure that you two were comfortable. Of course, if you ever get sick of that little shack you can come and visit the main house. I'll be there and Violet is usually there too in the summer. What with the whole Mom's being friends thing."
Then Christopher grew quiet and he looked in the mirror. She just watched him and not the mirror because she knew if she looked she would never look away. That mirror was a danger to her sanity and the boggart had already messed with her sanity enough this year. She was just trying to smile and look normal as she struggled to put the pieces back together. But when he asked the question she knew was coming her eyes drifted to the mirror. Just like she knew she would be Danielle smiled back at Selina. True the only image Selina had of her baby sister was of an infant, but the image of the infant was enough to make her heart ache.
She swallowed hard and answered, "I see myself winning the Quidditch World Cup and scoring more goals in that match then ever before recorded. Why? What do you see?" She could not verbalize how much she wanted to say
I see my dead sister, but that was a secret that had only come to the surface when the boggart showed its nasty face. She never spoke about it, but it was always there. It was why her mother left to go to Australia, why her Dad worked so long and hard, why Selina grew up basically alone. She had killed her sister.