Double Trouble (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 9- Mirror of Erised

 i had the invisibility cloak for the first week. it belonged to our dad. i couldn't sleep so i swung myself over the bed and got it out. use it well, the note said. i wrapped it around myself and left the girls dorm. i ran up into the boys dorms to wake up harry. we did everything together so i thought it would be fun to take him along with me.

"harry, get up!" i said

"who-whos there? oh" he said as he realised. 

he put on his glasses and slipped under the cloak with me. we quietly slipped down the stairs and climbed through the portrait hole.

"whos there?" the Fat Lady said drowsily 

we didn't reply as we made our way through the corridors, wide awake now, a burst of excitment rushing through us. 

"where do you want to go?" harry asked

"lets go to the restricted section in the library. we can read for as long as we like and dig up on flamel."

"ok" he said as we walked in silence to the library.

we lit a lamp, setting it down on a table as a black a silver book caught our eye. 

i pulled it out and harry balanced it on his knee, letting it fall open.

a piercing, blood-curling shriek split the silence. harry slammed it shut, but the scream went on. i quickly picked up the lamp and threw the cloak over us.

filch was getting closer, so we ran into a room that looked like a disused classroom. 

we saw a magnificent mirror, as high as the ceiling with an ornate gold frame and standing on two clawed feet. 

i looked into the mirror, and i saw my whole family, my mom, dad, two men that i didn't recognize and two blurred figures that i didn't recognize either 

"well, what do you see?" harry asked 

"i see mom, dad, two men that i don't recognize and two blurred figures that i don't recognize either" i replied "what do you see?"

"i see mom, dad, me and you" he replied

"thats weird" i said "shouldn't we be able to see the same thing?"

"yea, but we'll figure it out later" harry said, both of us suddenly tired.

*the next day at breakfast*

"ron last night-" harry started

"not now harry" i hissed

*that night* 

i walked into the boys dorm quietly, ready to go to the mirror again

(harry already explained to ron) 

"lets go, quick, chop chop" i whispered

they quickly got up and slipped under the cloak with me and we headed back to the classroom

"stand in front of the mirror ron, and tell us what you see" i said

"that's me! only, I'm head boy...and i'm holding the quidditch cup! and bloody hell, i'm quidditch captain too! i look good. do you think this mirror shows the future?" ron said

"how can it? our parents are dead" harry smiled sadly

"hmm, i think it might show the things we most want to happen but im not sure" i said