[The scene opens on an old workroom. Much of the view is hidden thanks to a young, blonde haired woman standing in the way. She is not wearing anything anyone would consider modern or even recent. Helga reaches up and presses her finger into the mirror. There is a concerned expression on her face. She isn’t sure but she could have sworn that she saw something other than her own reflection in the surface, possibly.]
Hello? Is someone there? Oh, Helga, what are you doing? You are talking into a mirror. What would Rowena say if she could see you now? Oh, you know what she’d say. She would say that you are being quite silly in talking to a mirror. Well, at least it’s not the Erised mirror. That could go badly.
[Helga steps away from the mirror and sits down at a table; more of her workroom is visible now. It is a bit of disarray as though someone has just come through and recently decided to fling everything off of the shelves. Potion ingredients lay scattered on the floor. Tools and utensils have been flung everywhere with some even embedded to the walls. Helga is still in the process of cleaning everything up but the mirror, which as an intended gift, had taken precedence over her workroom.
She begins to tidy up her table, pulling various pieces of parchment, rags, and cleaning supplies together so that she may sort them. Helga sighs softly, Peeves is a terribly annoying thing to have to clean up after.
It’s when stands that she notices something in the mirror again. She could have sworn that she saw someone in it, not just her reflection. Helga tilts her head to the side and again approaches it.]
I know I saw something that time. Oh, bother. Godric, if that is you playing a joke of some kind I have to say that I am not amused or impressed. I have work to do.
Re: Helga Hufflepuff - Part 6 of IDEK
[The scene opens on an old workroom. Much of the view is hidden thanks to a young, blonde haired woman standing in the way. She is not wearing anything anyone would consider modern or even recent. Helga reaches up and presses her finger into the mirror. There is a concerned expression on her face. She isn’t sure but she could have sworn that she saw something other than her own reflection in the surface, possibly.]
Hello? Is someone there? Oh, Helga, what are you doing? You are talking into a mirror. What would Rowena say if she could see you now? Oh, you know what she’d say. She would say that you are being quite silly in talking to a mirror. Well, at least it’s not the Erised mirror. That could go badly.
[Helga steps away from the mirror and sits down at a table; more of her workroom is visible now. It is a bit of disarray as though someone has just come through and recently decided to fling everything off of the shelves. Potion ingredients lay scattered on the floor. Tools and utensils have been flung everywhere with some even embedded to the walls. Helga is still in the process of cleaning everything up but the mirror, which as an intended gift, had taken precedence over her workroom.
She begins to tidy up her table, pulling various pieces of parchment, rags, and cleaning supplies together so that she may sort them. Helga sighs softly, Peeves is a terribly annoying thing to have to clean up after.
It’s when stands that she notices something in the mirror again. She could have sworn that she saw someone in it, not just her reflection. Helga tilts her head to the side and again approaches it.]
I know I saw something that time. Oh, bother. Godric, if that is you playing a joke of some kind I have to say that I am not amused or impressed. I have work to do.