The Mirror of Erised – by cheesekakke
Sadly, I do not own any of this…the royalties go to the lovely Jo.
Possibly the most overdone thing ever, but I thought I just might make something out of it.
Chapter 3: Sirius Black
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The last thing he saw was Bellatrix's face and he fell though the black curtain. His world swirled a pearly white around him and Sirius Black found that he was standing on something solid. Looking around he still saw the whirling white vortex and when he reached down to poke whatever he was standing on, his hands only came in contact with what seemed like invisible glass.
As long as it doesn't break, he grumbled. There was nothing here and Sirius was about to give it all up and walk out when a mirror materialized in front of him and he almost walked into it. He read the inscription on top, Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi. Sirius just shrugged and looked into the mirror. It seemed like an ordinary mirror until he caught sight of himself in it.
He was young, he was beautiful, and he was perfect. The background was the same as it was in the real 'world', just perfectly blissful. Sirius shook his head violently, letting his hair fly about, and then looked back into the mirror. His perfect self was still there smiling at him and out of the shadows crept three other people. His father. His mother. His little brother. Mr. Black stepped up softly and spoke somberly in an oddly echoing voice.
"Look, Sirius we're sorry. We've thought about what we did in life, and sadly to say we mistrusted you. We thought you were wrong, but your morals were right." Mr. Black hung his head in shame and Sirius stared agape, that had never happened in the real world or did not seem possible in this ethereal one.
"You mean you guys are repenting? My rock-believer parents are repenting? Mrs. Black now stood next to her husband.
"I know we weren't perfect, far from it actually. No matter how we behaved in life, or the imprints we left in it…" Here she broke off and from her sour expression Sirius could tell she was thinking about the portrait hanging in Grimmauld place. "The point is, Sirius, we're truly sorry." This was too much for Sirius. His parents, no matter what they said could not have this sudden change of heart.
"Don't just be saying sorry to me! Say sorry to all those people, all those Muggles you ever tortured, killed or unfairly treated. Until you talk to them, there is no change of heart!" Sirius growled, his ragged breathing echoing oddly in the heavenly room. Regulus Black now took over.
"Sirius, you know you're arguing with a mirror." Sirius gave him a death glare, which he could tell Regulus was amused at. "Sirius, we're dead! We realize now we did wrong, and I guess all of us just wanted to say that we love you and we're sorry we never valued you." Sirius tried to keep an impassive face, but couldn't keep the surprise out of his voice.
"So you guys are going to accept me?"
"Sirius, let's just bury the hatchet. It's time to place faith in us, for once." Mrs. Black had an uncertain look on her face, and Sirius was very unsure of how to respond. He had never placed faith in his family, and now that he was in death, he was unsure of how to start.
"I guess I could…" He started hesitantly and looked back up at his parents in the mirror. His father nodded and his mother smiled reassuringly. Regulus was the only one who has words of comfort.
"Sirius, we love you." Sirius nodded and felt tears roll down his cheeks as he stretched his hand out to touch the mirror. The figures in the mirror dissolved, but Sirius could recall that all of them were smiling. He turned suddenly as a person called his name.
"Sirius, is that you mate?" Sirius whipped around to see James walking toward him, an oddly cheeky grin on his face.
"Yeah. Long time no see Potter." James looked Sirius up and down, taking in the newly purchased boots; the ragged back robes, the sagging jeans, white shirt and long matted hair.
"Merlin's beard, Black, we have a lot to catch up on." Sirius nodded dumbly, shocked at all that had happened so far. As James dragged Sirius off, he looked back to see the mirror shimmering into nothing. Then he turned his head to face the pearly gates, welcoming him home
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A/N: Refer to the previous chapter to find out who is coming next. ((checks notes)) Yeah, you probably don't want to miss the next one or the one after that. I had a bit of trouble with this one, what does Sirius desire? I mean he's only perfect in every way. I think this is what had wanted in his life. I wasn't sure how to start since I don't know how he died, since I simply refuse to read that part of OotP.
Till next time then,
cheesekakke