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meganelizabeth 
Christopher looked sadly over at his friend, who was near tears. He wasn't sure what she saw, but it truly must've been horrible, because she didn't cry. Like, ever. "I'm not forcing you to talk about it, Sel. Not until you're ready to. Heck, you never have to tell me if you don't want to. Keep it a secret forever, I'm not stopping you. But I will tell you this." He paused, halfway doing it for effect, and the other part of him doing it to make sure she was listening to him very well. "It's not healthy for all of that to be held in. Don't forget that love you shared with that person, and just try not to be sad. I hate it when you're sad," he said with a frown. "But we don't need to talk about it anymore if it's really that painful."
So there the pair of them were, sitting awkwardly after a touchy subject was immediately dropped. 'Now what am I supposed to say??' he thought. He looked around the room, better there was really nothing in there other than the mirror. That was helpful.
"So...... uh..... what's your favourite colour?"
Selina wiped her tears and smiled softly at him, "My favorite color? Um, I guess it would have to be... red. Obviously right? The whole hair and house thing kind of match poetically. Anyway I love the color red."
Suddenly Selina felt sick. She could feel herself slipping and a headache forming at the tip of her head. Her face turned white and her eyes started to glaze over. It was a vision. Selina fought to keep herself out of the future, but she couldn't. The power was too much and her body buckled over in pain until she started to shake. Finally her eyes glazed completely over and Selina slipped into the future. All of the sights before her dissipated until all she could see was a slight green and yellow tinted scene. It was the future.
An older looking Christopher stepped into view and the surroundings around him started to take full shape. He looked older, much older about seventeen. He was standing in a graveyard looking over a tomb stone. Once it came into view the whole name could be seen- it was Christopher's father.
A single tear dripped down his face as he started to lean down and place a bouquet of flowers on the grave. A crunch of leaves could be heard and a small and blonde figure stepped into view. Everything then suddenly took full shape and everything was clear. It was Violet Le Veela, now much older and more beautiful if possible. She looked about sixteen and her Violet eyes looked more mature less chaotic.
Christopher seemed to hear her footsteps and he wiped his tears and stood up to meet her. He gave her a soft kiss on the lips and said, "Hey you."
She smiled into the kiss and said, "Hey you," then she slipped her hand into Christopher's and continued, "Are you okay?"
He nodded and said, "You know I always think that it will get easier every time I come here. It never gets easier though, it just becomes more routine. But I know that he is looking over me and is always watching Violet."
The older Christopher looked more put together and his clothing looked more expensive now. It seemed that he had indeed ended up living with the Skylars. Then he turned around quickly to face his girlfriend. He put his hands on her shoulders and said, "You know that I love you right?"
Her face suddenly got confused and panicky, "Yes... why?"
"I'm graduating this year and I need you to know that I love you. Next year, when I'm gone, I need to know that you will wait for me. I'll visit when you have Hogesmeade visit, but now I am too invested in this relationship to back out. I need to know that you will be there for me now. If you want to back out please do it now. I just hope you won't."
Violet giggled and put her hand on his cheek, "Silly boy, if I was going to walk away I would have done it when I was eleven or when you and Selina had that
moment back last year. But I'm here, still."
Christopher's face took up a blush and he said, "You know that it wasn't like that Violet. I thought it was you. The room was dark and Selina slapped me really hard for that."
"If I recall correctly, so did I."
"Okay yes, we understand that Christopher needs to turn on the lights before he kisses his girlfriend, but seriously. You will be here?"
"Always... why are you asking me to marry you?"
"No, but I'm hoping one day... maybe."
The vision then started to fade and Selina could fell the floor of the room once more beneath her. Her face was covered in sweat and she was jolted from her vision, "Oh my god... ow."