Mary Potter and The Philosopher's Stone (Harry Potter's Transgender Twin Sister)

The Mirror of Erised

Mary had already left for the dormitory, but Harry had entered a door. On the other side, was a vast, empty room that has a large mirror in the center. Harry took off his cloak and walked over to the mirror. In the reflection, he saw three people appeared. One was Mary and the others, James and Lily Potter.
"Mum" Harry asked Lily. Lily nodded and smiled.
"Dad" James nodded and smiled. Harry reached out to touch them, but only got the mirror. Then, his mother put her hand on his shoulder. He put his own hand on his own shoulders, as if trying to feel her there.
Mary, there's something you've got to see!
Ok, I'll meet you in the common room.
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*Back in the boy's dormitory in Gryffindor tower*
Harry came whipping in, invisible.
"Ron! You've really got to see this! Ron! You've got to see this! Ron, Ron, come on. Get out of bed" Harry called excitedly
"Why" Ron groaned
"There's something you've got to see. Now, come on" Harry coaxed.
The boys raced down stairs to meet Mary, Roxy was there too.
"Why are you always here" Harry huffed
"Why is he always here" Mary asked gesturing to Ron.
*Back in the room*
Harry ran to the mirror.
"Come on. Come. Come look, it's my parents" said Harry dragging Ron to the mirror.
"I only see me" said Ron confused.
"Look in properly. Go on. Stand there. There. You see them, don't you? Thats my dad" said Harry excitedly
"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. Harry, do you think this mirror shows the future" said Ron
"How can it? Both my parents are dead" said Harry
"Surely you can see them Mary" said Harry, pulling his sister over.
But what Mary could see was herself, she looked almost the same, but from one look she knew, this was a Mary Potter who was always known as Mary, who was always a girl, and this Mary Potter had no scar, which meant she wasn't famous.
"No Harry, I can't see them" said Mary gently.
"Roxanne" Harry asked doubtfully.
Roxy walked up to the mirror and apon seeing she started crying.
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*Back in the dormitory*
"Roxy, are you ok" Mary asked, concerned. Roxy shook her head.
"I saw myself, surrounded by the Weasleys, a loving family" Roxy said sobbing.
"Roxy, you can tell me anything you know" said Mary, gently
"My parents hate me, they call me a freak and my dad hits me" Roxy whispered. Mary wondered how such a happy, carefree girl could really be so broken, but then she thought of herself and Harry, she realised that, sometimes all the happiness was really just an act.
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The next night, Harry was back in the room where the mirror is, gazing longingly at the reflection where his parents are in. Mary was sitting next to her brother, but secretly thinking that this wasn't healthy.
Dumbledore appeared far behind them.
"Back again, Potters" asked Dumbledore. The twins turned around and stood up.
"I see that you, Harry, like so many before you, have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised. I trust by now you realize what it does. Let me give you a clue. The happiest man on earth would look into the mirror and see only himself, exactly as he is" said Dumbledore.
Mary had already figured out what the mirror did and stayed quiet.
"So, then it shows us what we want? Whatever we want" asked Harry
"Yes...and no. It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desires of our hearts. Now you, Harry, who have never known your family, you see them standing beside you. And you, Mary, who have had the curse of being born someone you're not, see yourself as you should've always been, Mary Potter. But remember this, Harry and Mary. This mirror gives us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away in front of it, even gone mad. That is why tomorrow it will be moved to a new home, and I must ask you not to go looking for it again. It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live" Dumbledore said.
Harry looked back at the mirror, knowing that Dumbledore is right. Harry left to return to the bedroom.
"Professor Dumbledore, may I speak to you about the well-being of one of the students" Mary asked quietly.
"Of course Ms Potter" said Dumbledore smiling.
"Well, my best friend, Roxanne Prewett, she saw herself with the Weasleys as her family, and immediately broke down crying, she later told me about her abusive home life" Mary explained
"Ahhhh, I believe Ms Prewett's father is a squib, yes" asked Dumbledore
"Yes sir, I really don't believe it safe for her to continue staying with him" said Mary
"I do believe you're right Ms Potter, I shall look into having her somewhere else, thankyou for bringing this issue to light. Now Ms Potter, please return to your dormitory, for I am sure you must be tired" Dumbledore said
"Professor Dumbledore, thankyou for calling me Mary and Ms Potter, it really means the world to me" said Mary, greatfully.
Dumbledore was slightly overwhelmed by Mary Potter, she really understood some very grown-up topics, he wished the girl could live a normal life, for she didn't deserve all the hassle that came with being the girl who lived.