Post by seraphine on Apr 4, 2012 8:20:33 GMT -5
i remember tears streaming down your face
when i said i'd never let you go
when all those shadows almost killed your light
When Sera had first stumbled across The Mirror of Erised, she'd been in her third year. She had been looking for a hiding spot away from a couple of fourth year girls she had managed to anger when she'd accidentally hit them with a hex that turned their skin an ugly green and their hair an eye-watering bright pink. In her hurry to escape, she flew through the first door she came across, immediately locking it with her wand. There was nothing special about the room she had hidden in. Besides the large oval object that was sat across the other side of the room, it was completely empty. Intruiged, Sera had walked over and the moment her eyes had landed on her reflection, she had been captivated. That had been three years ago. Back then she had come to the mirror every night without fail. Now she only came once a year, on the exact date she'd been given up for adoption.
Sat with her back to the wall, her legs curled beneath her, Seraphine was currently sketching on a piece of parchment. Every now and then she'd look up at the person staring back at her, chew her lip in thought, and carefully sketch a flurry of lines across the page. It hadn't taken Sera long to figure out that she what she had stumbled upon, all those years ago, was the Mirror of Erised. The mirror that showed your hearts deepest desires. To begin with, Sera had seen her parents. The day she saw them, staring back at her with love and adoration, she had sunk to the floor and cried. It was true, Seraphine would have given anything for her parents to have looked at her that way, like they couldn't have possibly loved anything or anyone more than they loved her. She would have given anything for them to have accepted her. Seeing that look on their faces was why she came back to the Mirror, over and over again. But as she grew older and became a little more wiser, she found that it wasn't a relief to see them looking at her like that, but painful. It was just a reminder of the fact that they didn't love her, that they had abandoned her, because she was different.
Reaching this realization was the reason Seraphine decided not to come back to the Mirror everyday. It hurt her too much. Coming once a year, to keep their faces fresh and alive in her memory, was enough for her. Her resolve to come only once a year had disappeared however, when she came to the Mirror just a little over a month ago and saw not her parents but someone else, staring back her. Someone she wouldn't have expected to see in the reflection, ever.
With a sigh, Seraphine dropped her pencil and stared down at the parchment on her knees. The drawing didn't look right at all. With a frown, she crumpled up the paper in her hands and dropped it to the side. It rolled, joining the other screwed up balls of parchment laying discarded and scattered on the floor. Sighing, Sera looked up to stare at the other person in the Mirror. She couldn't get over how real they looked and would sometimes check over her should to make sure they weren't actually standing besides her. Her blue eyes never left the dark eyes of the person in the mirror as she stood and moved closer. For a moment she simply stared and then she lifted her hand and pressed her fingers carefully against the relfective glass.
Eliwood, or his projection, looked from Seraphine's face and to where her fingers rested on the mirror. He never did much more than that. Sometimes she thought she saw him smile at her, but it was usually gone before she could be sure of what she saw. To begin with, Sera hadn't a clue why it was Eli, instead of her parents, that she had begun to see in The Mirror of Erised. It had started to happen a little over a month ago and Sera had been so confused and intruiged by the sight of him that she had been coming back once a week to see if he'd still be there, looking back at her. He was, each and every time.
Dropping her hand, Sera looked away from Eli's projection and to the high-arched windows across the room. It was still early, she thought, probably mid-afternoon. It was a Sunday, which meant she had no classes, so she wasn't in a rush to be anywhere in paticular, but she'd skipped breakfast, so she needed to eat. She could spend another half hour or so here and then she'd have to make her way down to The Great Hall. With a firm nod, Sera looked back to the Mirror to see that her parents were now stood there, smiling that smile full of love and adoration. Eli was there too, his face open and relaxed. The link, Sera realized, was that none of them wanted her around. As much as she cared for them, they didn't for her. She understood why it hurt that her parents didn't accept her but why she wanted Eli's acceptance so badly, was beyond her.
Turning her back to the Mirror, Sera decided she'd leave now. Staring at this other Eli, calm and happy and accepting, made it all that much harder to face the Eli that glared and sneered whenever she was around.