Harry pov
"I will be right here when you get back," my sister told me as I put on the cloak I got for Christmas, under it I could see through it. I started to walk towards the empty dark library, entering the gloomy restricted section.
I had looked around, and found nothing about what I was looking for. When I was going to leave, I dropped my only source of light, it made a loud crash and I knew someone would be coming inside.
I put my cloak back on and was walking out, once I turned the corner of the hall, I spotted Professor Snape and Professor Quirell talking. It looked like a heavy argument.
Snape looked my way and stuck his hand out, I start backing up slowly as Filch came out of nowhere. His deep loud voice started talking to them, causing me to run to an unknown and unused classroom.
I looked around, finally taking off my cloak and walking to the beautiful gold mirror.
Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi.
That was carved onto the top of the mirror. I looked into it, I slapped my hand against my mouth in shock, my heart pounded, almost out of my chest. I had not only seen myself in this reflection, there was a whole group of people including Amelia.
I slowly turned around, empty, no one here except I. The woman behind me and Amelia in the mirror was pretty, same green eyes we have, dark red hair, she was crying but smiling. The man beside her, he was tall and skinny with untidy black hair and rounded glasses like me.
"Mum? Dad?" I whispered. This had to be them.
"I will be right back, I'm going get Amelia." And so I did. Both of us now stared at our family in the mirror. And every night, we found ourselves back at the mirror. On the third night, Dumbledore showed up.
"Back at it again, potters?"
"I- we didn't see you, sir." I said slowly.
"Isn't it strange how nearsighted being invisible can make you," said Dumbledore, and we were so relieved to see that he was smiling at us. He ended up explaining what it was.
Mirror Of Erised.
"The happiest man on earth would be able to use the Mirror of Erised like a normal mirror, that is, he would look into it and see himself exactly as he is." Is what Dumbledore told me
"It shows us what we want?" I suggested.
"Yes and no, Harry," Dumbledore had replied quietly. "It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest desire of our hearts. You two, who have never known your family, see them standing around you. However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible."
"It is getting moved in two days," he also told us. "It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that."
And then we asked what he saw. And answered with socks, I guess one can't have too many pairs of socks, especially fluffy socks.
I had been explaining to Amelia, Ron and Hermione that Snape was being a Quidditch referee for our next game.
I told them I didn't want to play because Snape was going to be unfair and I'm going to get blamed. It was going to be embarrassing to lose to Slytherin. And Malfoy would never shut up.
"Don't play," suggested Hermione.
"Say you're ill," said Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.
"Really break your leg," said Amelia.
"I can't," said Harry. "There isn't a reserve Seeker. If I back out, Gryffindor can't play at all. I can't do that to my team."
At that moment in time, Neville stumbled into the common room and fell to the ground. Laughs went around, he had been affected by the leg- locker curse. Amelia got up and performed the counter-curse for him,"what happened?"
He sat down next to us and explained that Malfoy was doing spells on him. Hermione told him to report Malfoy to Professor McGonagall. Amelia handed him a chocolate frog, "I think you are worth twelve of Malfoy."
"Yeah! The hat chose Gryffindor, so you are meant to be in Gryffindor!" I said to convince him.
"Yeah, where is Malfoy? In stinking Slytherin." Ron added.
"Thanks, you want to keep the card?" He handed it to Amelia and walked off. Amelia stared at it as Ron and I went on talking about the game to Hermione. Amelia gasped, "I found him!"
"You told me you already had Dumbledore, you liar." Ron said looking at the card.
"No, Flamel, I found Flamel!" She said, true pure excitement in her voice. Amelia read the card out causing Hermione to run to their shared room and bring down a huge book. And when I say huge, I mean huge. It had to be at least ten books in one.
"We took this from the library for some light reading." Hermione said and flipped to the page as Ron muttered,"light?"
"It's about a stone called the philosopher stone and Nicholas is the only one that created it." Amelia explained, in simplest form. "He is now celebrating his 660th something birthday."
"but what's a philosopher stone?" I asked
"do y'all not read? it's a stone with powers. It makes you immortal." Hermione explains to us.
"if you don't know what immortal mean, it means you can never die, ever." Amelia started to say.
"Everyone here knows what it means." Ron muttered annoyed.
"So it's a stone that stops people from dying? Of course Snape would want it! Anyone would want it!" Harry says.
AUTHORS NOTE: Hope you are enjoying this book and this character, I have loved planning and making Amelia and her life!
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