CARNIVAL du MYSTIQUE
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Epilogue
Narwell's mirror had been placed back in the boathouse where it belonged. Nancy Nightingale had brought his favourite chair and placed it near the old captain’s desk, despite Mr.Filche’s objections. Narwell liked to sit in that chair, even if it was just a reflection of the real one a mirror world. It was late that Monday. School had started and it was quite possible with all she had to do tonight, Nancy might not get the chance to make her weekly visit. After all, sometimes other responsibilities must come first.
There was a sound. It was a rustling of grass, far and distant, somewhere in the blackness off to the side of him. The place where light didn't go. A place Narwell always assumed were nothing.
A soft warm summer breeze wafted in across him. A pretty young fair haired woman in a Victorian blue dress stepped free of the darkness looking at Narrwel with delight.
"Hello." Narrwel said. "Who are you?"
"I'm Ariana." The young woman smiled shyly. "I've not seen you here before?"
"No." Narwell said sadly.
"Don't be sad." Ariana smiled. "You don't have to stay here!"
"What?" Narwell asked amazed.
"The black edges." Ariana pointed. "They're the connectors to the next frame. They're how we travel from painting to painting, picture to picture, mirror to mirror."
"So I can go anywhere?" Narwell asked.
"Yes." Ariana smiled. "You don't have to sit here alone anymore. If you like you can come with me. I've been very lonely for a very long time."
It was that day Narwell met Ariana Dumbledore, his true love.
Narwell's mirror had been placed back in the boathouse where it belonged. Nancy Nightingale had brought his favourite chair and placed it near the old captain’s desk, despite Mr.Filche’s objections. Narwell liked to sit in that chair, even if it was just a reflection of the real one a mirror world. It was late that Monday. School had started and it was quite possible with all she had to do tonight, Nancy might not get the chance to make her weekly visit. After all, sometimes other responsibilities must come first.
There was a sound. It was a rustling of grass, far and distant, somewhere in the blackness off to the side of him. The place where light didn't go. A place Narwell always assumed were nothing.
A soft warm summer breeze wafted in across him. A pretty young fair haired woman in a Victorian blue dress stepped free of the darkness looking at Narrwel with delight.
"Hello." Narrwel said. "Who are you?"
"I'm Ariana." The young woman smiled shyly. "I've not seen you here before?"
"No." Narwell said sadly.
"Don't be sad." Ariana smiled. "You don't have to stay here!"
"What?" Narwell asked amazed.
"The black edges." Ariana pointed. "They're the connectors to the next frame. They're how we travel from painting to painting, picture to picture, mirror to mirror."
"So I can go anywhere?" Narwell asked.
"Yes." Ariana smiled. "You don't have to sit here alone anymore. If you like you can come with me. I've been very lonely for a very long time."
It was that day Narwell met Ariana Dumbledore, his true love.
THE END
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I am in no way affiliated with Warner Bros. or with J.K.Rowling. My work is purely that of fan fiction & do not ask for, nor accept money, gifts or other compensation for my work. If you really feel you must do something, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )
I am in no way affiliated with Warner Bros. or with J.K.Rowling. My work is purely that of fan fiction & do not ask for, nor accept money, gifts or other compensation for my work. If you really feel you must do something, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )