Fifty Shades of Erised

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"Why did you bring me here, James?" she asks, looking into the glass with tears in her eyes. Her red hair is reflected in the mirror, but it's on a much younger face and there's another girl beside her, holding her hand.

The resemblance ends with their hair – she's shorter than her sister, her features softer, but that's not to say she looks better. Petunia is pretty as she always is with her high cheekbones and naturally thin physique, and if you look closely, their freckles are almost in the same places.

"I think it shows the future," he says with a grin. "I saw the two of us married with kids. I wanted to know what you saw."

"I don't see a future," she replies, her voice soft, and she reaches out a hand as if to run a hand down her sister's cheek. "I see something beautiful that was broken."