My Own Treachery

Chapter 18 | My Desires

For whatever reason, I apparently 'had to' hide out in the Gryffindor commons room. They probably assumed, I would've hid out in my room. They were probably right, if that were the case. The difference between the Gryffindor commons and the Slytherin was noticeable. Instead of a cool, and polished look, the Gryffindor tower was warm with various shades or red, yellow and orange, it was rounded with three windows showing out into the world. The commons had no second level like the Slytherin one, however it did have a little nook, between two sets of staircases, one case went up while the other went down, the little nook had scarlet red drapes that were held against pillars on either side, and there was a single bookshelf, with three desks with a pair of chairs. This commons was also a bit cluttered, in a cramp way, not being as open as the Slytherin one, it almost seemed small.

There were two fireplaces, each had a red couch, and a pair of large chairs on either side of the couch, circling either fireplace. with large tables between them, and a large rug that sat in the middle of the room. There were only three more large desks pressed up together with six chairs around it.

"I saw the other night, a mirror" Harry explained, "It showed me my parents" He whispered, going on in his normal tone, "I also saw Snape and Quirrell. " This made the hairs on my back stand up, as he went on. "Snape had told Quirrell, that he didn't want Snape as an enemy, he had Quirrell pined against a wall" I smiled a bit, in slight shock, did Snape suspect Quirrell or did he know? "I think he knew they were being watched, he reached out and tried to grab me, but I backed up." He took a breath, "I think Quirrell knows what Snape's up too"

I rolled my eyes, with a huff, "doubtful, Snape probably-" I then let out a gasp, unable to finish my statement. I need to look up how to undo this spell. The boys were looking at me, I gave a fake smile then went on, "he probably wanted something from Quirrell, he -Snape- was going on about he was missing some Wolfsbane, earlier" Thankfully, they bought the lie.

Ron then spoke up, "I don't think so, why would Quirrell steal from Snape? He'd probably knock something over, jumping at the sound of people walking in the halls. " he then went on, "Anyways, I saw the mirror too. I didn't see his parents, I saw something different, I had won the quidditch cup." This sounded familiar to me, like I've read it somewhere. It was eating at me.

"Show me" I ordered, both wanting to see the mirror, in hopes I'll remember what it is, and to see what I would see. Harry got up walking up the stair case, I assume to get his invisibility robe.

Leaving Ron and I in an awkward silence. We weren't familiar with each other. I gave him a smile then looked down at my book. He seemed to feel the weirdness, looking away.

Thankfully, the awkwardness didn't last for long as Harry returned, with half of his body gone, he had his invisibility cloak on. He looked to ron, "If anyone asks I went to get food" Harry then walked to the entrance, I followed behind. Getting under the robe he then pushed the door.

Walking down the halls, thankfully not being caught. Which was odd. Making it into the library, though it and into the restricted section, I get a slight bubbly feeling in my stomach, recalling the last time I was back here, I had accidentally stolen the diary. Would I be able to tell Tom, about Quirrel and Him, or would I just end up freezing, mid write? Harry had lead me to a door, take dark grey wood with black bindings going across it. Once inside and the door shut, Harry dropped the cloak.

Seeing the mirror, it was tall and pretty, with some dust on it, the glass was lined with a silver border. Walking closer I saw some writing on it, up at the top, that read, 'Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt wohsi'. It didn't seem like it was another language, but it seemed like the words were backwards.

"desire, hearts, your, but, face, your, not, show, I" I whispered to myself, then I looked at the glass itself. I didn't know what I was seeing. I saw myself. I also saw people in front of my reflection bowing, no kneeling before my reflection. She also had around my neck, a recognizable bird like pendent, a long lost family heirloom, the lost diadem. Next to my reflection, there was a dark figure on one side, and a white on the other. Both had a hand on reflections shoulders.

"What do you see?" Harry questioned, reminding me that he existed.