Chapter 16 (1-1)

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"𝑩𝒊𝒈 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆." – 𝓣. 𝓡.

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Dumbledore had convinced Harry and Y/N not to go looking for the Mirror of Erised again and for the rest of the Christmas holidays, the Invisibility Cloak stayed folded at the bottom of his trunk. Harry wished he could forget what he'd seen in the Mirror as easily, but he couldn't. He started having nightmares.

Over and over again he dreamed about his parents disappearing in a flash of green light while a high voice cackled with laughter.

Whilst Y/N cherished what she saw. She was grateful to see them even just for a bit. The only problem is that she had nightmares again. Voices echoed through her head as she was paralysed on her bed. Awake but cannot move. Dark but voices of different people — some she knows — rung badly.

Yet one particular scenario and voice stuck in her head.

"COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE GIRL!"

"STOP! DON'T HURT HER! SHE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!"

"Nothing? Her parents deceived my master! He trusted them! What do they give in return? Suffering and loss of hope!"

"But with the..."

Same two voices. Same words. Same sentences. Same everything. It seems to follow Y/N in every nightmare that she had. Not one while, those words will not appear.

"You see, Dumbledore was right, that mirror could drive you mad," said Ron, when Harry and Y/N told him about these dreams.

Hermione, who came back the day before term started, took a different view of things. She was torn between horror at the idea of Y/N and Harry being out of bed, roaming the school three nights in a row ('If Filch had caught you!') and disappointment that they hadn't at least found out who Nicolas Flamel was.

"Mione, that's what we're trying to do," Y/N whined, slapping her forehead with her palm. Hermione seems displeased by this reason. "You could have been looking in the daytime! Not in the night where you know it's forbidden!"

Y/N could only groan, knowing that she would never win in this bickering battle of rules with Hermione.

They had almost given up hope of ever finding Flamel in a library book, even though Harry was still sure he'd read the name somewhere. Once term had started, they were back to skimming through books for ten minutes during their breaks. Harry and Y/N had even less time than the other two because Quidditch practice had started again.

Wood was working the team harder than ever. Even the endless rain that had replaced the snow couldn't dampen his spirits. The Weasleys complained that Wood was becoming a fanatic, but Harry and Y/N were on Wood's side. If they won their next match, against Hufflepuff, they would overtake Slytherin in the House Championship for the first time in seven years. Quite apart from wanting to win, Harry found that he had fewer nightmares when he was tired out after training. However, that was not the outline for Y/N. So she had it coming.

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