And so Garfield lost his memories of Raven's magic, but not of their fun together. Yet even with the added precautions, Raven feared of hurting her brother again. Every time she saw her brother, the black streak in his hair was a constant reminder of what she had done to him, and what she could still do. Her fear grew so much that she locked herself in her room. But that didn't stop Garfield from knocking on her door …
Young Garfield approached his sister's door
Knock Knockitty Knock-knock
"Raven? Come on lets go and play!"
At the silence he pouted. He never saw her anymore, now all he could do to even hear her voice was to knock on her door. He tried again.
Knock Knockitty Knock-knock
"Go away, Garfield." Raven answered from behind her door.
Garfield sighed, he had really wanted to play. "Okay, bye..."
Even though she shut her brother out, he didn't give up on her. Even after four years …
A nine year-old Garfield approached his sister's door.
Knock Knockitty Knock-knock
He looked hopefully at the handle and crossed his fingers. "Raven? Do you wanna ride our bikes around the halls?"
He leaned his back against the ever closed door and crossed his arms, "I think some company is overdue."
Garfield lowered himself to the floor, "It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms. Just watching the hours tick by …" He glanced around the empty, too quiet hallway. Sometimes the silence was louder than any possible noise he could make.
Despite his efforts, Raven remained in her room. One day their parents left for a wedding by boat. Sadly their ship had been caught in a storm and was sunk on the way there. Leaving Raven and Garfield, at only eighteen and fifthteen, orphans. A funeral for the King and Queen were held, but Garfield was the only royal to attend. Afterwards, Garfield would approach his sister's door for the last time …
Garfield stood once more in front of Raven's door, still in his funeral attire and knocked.
Knock … Knockitty … Knock … Knock
He took a labored breath. "Raven? Please I know you're in there." Garfield placed a hand on her door, silently willing it to open. "Please, I'm right out here for you, just let me in."
He leaned against the back of the door and slowly sank. He closed his eyes. "We only have each other, it's just you and me." Garfield put his head in his hands, silent tears running down his face. Little did he know on the other side of the door his action was mirrored.