"Mummy!" Lily cried, her shrill voice echoing through the hallways. "MUMMY!"
Rose came running, looking frazzled and concerned. "What's wrong, Lily? Are you okay?"
"There's someone in my mirror." Lily pointed at said mirror, her hand shaking.
"Oh." Rose relaxed. "That's just your soulmate, sweetie."
"My what?"
Poor child. Rose sympathized with her, recalling the time she'd seen her soulmate in the mirror and had almost passed out. It was weird, seeing a complete and utter stranger in your mirror, and a little unnerving.
Rose didn't want to frighten her little girl.
"Your soulmate, sweetheart. You'll meet them sometime in your life."
"When?"
Rose shrugged, bending down and ruffling Lily's hair - red, like her own. "I don't know."
There was more she could say, but her daughter was so overwhelmed she didn't want to dump more information on her. The concept of soulmates was deep and had many layers, all of which were too complicated for a little girl.
But she would find out anyway someday. Rose could only pray it was not someone bad.
Lily sat in the front of the mirror, her knees drawn up to her chest and staring intently at the sheet of glass before her. She had her soulmate again today, and yesterday, and pretty much everyday.
He was a boy with tan skin and glasses. He was lanky and had untamed black hair. And the most striking part of him were his eyes. They were hazel.
Her mother also had hazel eyes.
"...and he has hazel eyes," Lily concluded earnestly. "Just like yours, Mum. They're absolutely lovely."
Rose and Edward exchanged knowing glances and Petunia had a slight smile on her face. "What does he do, dear?"
"He's hardly ever there," Lily said, frowning. "He and another boy are always talking about going outside and playing 'Quidditch'. It's the strangest thing ever."
Now this was new. "'Quidditch'?" Edward questioned.
"I dunno, something about a 'Chaser' and a 'Beater'." Lily wracked her brain. "Oh, and a 'Quaffle.' It's so weird. I'm guessing it's a sport of some sort?"
Edward swapped looks with his wife. He was a sports fanatic, but had never heard of this "Quidditch" before.
"It's probably a game they made up," he reassured them all. "Boys have vivid imaginations."
"Girls do too!" Petunia objected from the stove, where she was making herself an omelet.
Her family descended into a playful argument while Lily looked on, a smile on her face.
She wouldn't trade her family for the world.
Lily stood on her tiptoes to peer around the station. She could see no platform nine and three quarters, only a nine and a ten and nothing in between.
"That's strange," said Rose, who was also scanning the perimeter. "I don't see the platform."
"That's because you have to go through the wall between nine and ten," said a new voice. "The platform is beyond."
All three of them (Petunia had refused to go out of pure spite) whipped around. A woman with red hair just like her father's stood behind them, smiling genially.
"Are you a Muggleborn?" she asked kindly.
Edward opened his mouth, but Lily beat him to it. "I am," she said confidently.
"Oh." A spark of something flitted through the woman's eyes, but it was gone before Lily could recognize it. She stuck out a hand. "I'm Euphemia. Euphemia Potter."
Lily let her parents shake her hand before she shook it herself. "I'm Lily," she said.
"Nice to meet you." Another spark flashed in her eyes. How peculiar.
"Fleamont! James! There's someone I'd like you to meet."
Lily's breath hitched as the two approached them afar. One of them was tall, bearded, and wore glasses - and his eyes were hazel.
But it was the other one that caught her attention. Messy black hair, lovely hazel eyes, spectacles, tan skin, lanky - he was the boy from the mirror.
Her soulmate.
She watched as he too caught her eye and stopped, his eyes wide with surprise. He must've recognized her from the mirror as well.
His parents had twin smirks on their faces as they watched the two eleven-year-olds staring at each other with awe.
This was certainly going to be interesting.
Romance Awareness - The reflection in the mirror is your soulmate's reflection.
