Silent Screams

Mirror Of Erised

Josie's Pov:

I sat at the Gryffindor table the following day, eating breakfast with my friends, when Harry softly nudged me.

"I have to show you something," he whispered and I raised an eyebrow. I nodded and we excused ourselves, as we exited the great hall.

"Harry what are-"

"Shhh," he said as he exited the Gryffindor dormitories. He held our invisible cloak in his hands. Harry looked around before he quickly threw the cloak over us. 

What the fuck is this boy up to?

He led us to a room, that was near the library. When we were inside and the door was closed, Harry freed us from the invisible cloak and took me by the hand, as he guided me towards an old big mirror.

I looked at my brother confused. What are we doing here? And how did he even find this room in the first place?

Harry just looked in the mirror and smiled.

"Okay, stand right here and tell me what you see, when you look in that mirror," he instructed, as he watched me closely to see my reaction.

I did what he told me to do and looked in the mirror.

"Mom, Dad..." I whispered in shock. 

I couldn't believe my eyes. There in the mirror were standing my parents, watching Harry and me as we were running towards them, with big smiles on our faces, to give them a big hug.

Tears were silently running down my face, as I looked in the mirror. Harry, next to me gave my hand a little squeeze, to tell me that he was there.

Finally, I could break away from the mirror and looked at Harry.

"I see Mom and Dad, with us," I whispered and Harry took me in his embrace. "I know, I see them too," he softly said in my ear.

"Why does it show them to us?" I asked.

"It's called the mirror of erised." 

I flinched at the voice and quickly turned around.

Professor Dumbledore, I thought.

Shit. We're screwed.

"I didn't know it was called like that," Harry casually said, as if we were not just caught by the headmaster himself.

"I guess you already know, what he shows you?" Dumbledore said calmly.

"It showed us our family," I softly said.

Dumbledore nodded. "And he showed your friend Ron as a head boy," 

"How do you-"

"I don't need a cloak to make myself invisible Harry," he answered. "Let me explain what the mirror really shows you," he continued. "It shows us the deepest and most desperate desire of our heart," Dumbledore explained and I kinda got sad, that it wasn't real. I know it sounds stupid.

I looked at Harry, who had the same look on his face.

"The mirror will be moved to a different location, and I ask you to not look for it again. It's not good for you to indulge your dreams and forget to live, believe me," he said a bit more sternly, so we would understand how serious he is.

We nodded in agreement.

"Now, what about you guys use that impressive cloak again and walk back to your friends?" Professor Dumbledore asked with a soft smile. 

I turned to Harry, but he didn't seem to be done yet.

"Sir, can I ask you something?" 

"Well, you just did," he replied with a smile. I let out a soft chuckle at his response. What a legend.