Forsaken Bloodlines {HP x GOT}

Chapter 13: Secrets of the Mirror

After regaining her footing with the help of Snape's potion, Lyanna threw herself back into her studies with renewed determination. Her exhaustion slowly began to fade, replaced by a sense of purpose and focus.

A few days later, as she sat in the common room with her textbooks spread out before her, Harry and Ron approached her, their expressions eager and excited.

"Lyanna, you have to come see this!" Harry exclaimed, waving a piece of paper in his hand.

Intrigued, Lyanna set aside her books and followed them to a secluded corner of the castle, where Harry revealed the mysterious mirror they had found.

"It's called the Mirror of Erised," Harry explained, his eyes alight with curiosity. "And it shows us our deepest desires. But we can't figure out what this inscription means."

He handed Lyanna the piece of paper, on which was written: "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi."

Lyanna furrowed her brow, studying the strange words intently. "I'm not sure," she admitted, handing the paper back to Harry. "It's like nothing I've ever seen before."

Undeterred, Harry led her closer to the mirror, his excitement palpable. "Well, let's see what you see in it, Lyanna," he said eagerly. "What's your deepest desire?"

Lyanna hesitated for a moment, feeling a strange sense of unease prickling at the back of her mind. But with a shrug, she turned her gaze to the mirror, expecting to see nothing but her own reflection staring back at her.

To her surprise, however, the mirror revealed something entirely unexpected. In the reflection, standing just behind her, was a very beautiful young woman who bore a striking resemblance to Lyanna herself, with silver-blonde hair and purple eyes. Beside her stood a man with a lean build, long face, dark brown hair, and dark grey eyes. And next to them was a slightly older boy who looked remarkably similar to Lyanna, almost like a twin.

Lyanna's breath caught in her throat as she stared at the unfamiliar yet somehow familiar faces in the mirror. She could feel a strange connection to them, as if they held some secret to her past that she had long forgotten.

But before she could dwell on it further, Harry's voice broke through her reverie, pulling her back to the present.

"What do you see, Lyanna?" he asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.

For a moment, Lyanna was tempted to tell him the truth, to share the strange vision she had witnessed in the mirror. But something held her back, a lingering sense of uncertainty and fear.

"Nothing," she replied quietly, forcing a smile onto her lips. "I see nothing."

And with that, she turned away from the mirror, her mind swirling with unanswered questions and unspoken secrets. Little did she know, the mysteries of the Mirror of Erised were only the beginning of a journey that would take her deeper into the shadows of her own past than she ever dared to imagine.

Lyanna's heart raced as she tore her gaze away from the mirror, the vision of the mysterious figures lingering in her mind like a haunting melody. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to them than met the eye, but she pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the present moment.

Turning to Harry and Ron, she offered them a cautious smile, her mind still reeling from the strange encounter.

"Listen, guys," she began, her voice tinged with concern. "I'm glad you showed me the mirror and all, but you really shouldn't be sneaking around the castle like this. If you get caught, it could mean trouble for your houses."

Harry and Ron exchanged guilty glances, their expressions sheepish.

"We know, Lyanna," Harry admitted, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "But we just couldn't resist checking out the mirror. It's... well, it's kind of addictive."

Lyanna sighed, her worry deepening. "I understand," she said, her tone gentle yet firm. "But you have to be careful. Hogwarts can be a dangerous place, especially when you're wandering around where you're not supposed to be."

She glanced around the dimly lit corridor, her senses on high alert. "And besides," she added, her voice softening, "I can't always be there to watch over you. So please, promise me you'll stay out of trouble."

Harry and Ron exchanged a solemn look before nodding in agreement.

"We promise, Lyanna," Ron said earnestly. "We'll be more careful from now on."

Lyanna smiled, relieved to see their determination. "Good," she said, her voice filled with genuine warmth. "Now, let's head back to our common rooms before someone catches us out here."

With that, they turned and made their way back through the winding corridors of Hogwarts, their footsteps echoing softly against the stone walls. And as they disappeared from sight, Lyanna couldn't help but wonder what other secrets lay hidden within the castle's ancient halls, waiting to be discovered. But for now, she pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the safety and well-being of her friends as they journeyed through the mysteries of Hogwarts together.