Not The Heir I Swear

~Chapter 12~

     I ran all the way to the Slytherin common room. I jumped onto the sofa and breathed in deeply.

     "Is everything alright Drakipoo~" and that's when I blew up in a crowded Slytherin common room.

      "Is everything alright! No everything is not alright. My girlfriend has been petrified! (Y/N) and I have been the only ones to try and stop the attacks yet are the only ones to be lamed for them! She gets petrified and now suddenly everyone is acting as if nothing happened! Va te faire foutre tous!" I yell. I jump off the sofa and stomp toward the exit.

     I pace in front of the wall waiting for something to come up. Slowly a door appears. I grab the gold knob and open the door.

     It was a simple room with nothing but a mirror in the center. Perplexed , I walk over and look into the mirror. At first it seemed to be a normal mirror. Slowly I grew taller and more muscular. A skinny bleach blonde girl walks into view. Her hair was put up into a ponytail. One look at her face and you could tell it was (Y/N). The man in the mirror smiled fondly as she tried to kiss his cheek. Tried. She was standing on her tip toes and still couldn't reach. She rolled her eyes and settled on kissing his shoulder. He bent down and just before he could kiss her two small children ran in. (Y/N) and the man smiled softly at the two children. (Y/N) picked up the little boy up. His hair was blonde. More blonde the mine. White is a better way of saying it but it also had a single (H/C) (H/C means your hair color) streak in it. The little boys eyes were (E/C) (E/C means your eye color). The man had picked up the little girl who looked to be the same age as the boy. Her hair was quite long. It was (H/C) with a single white streak in it. The little girls eyes were a beautiful light blue. Finally it all clicked. The man was me.

     I smiled, amused, at the two children who were now laughing at something (Y/N) had said. I slowly looked away from the mirror and back into reality I was. Mirror of erised. I heard legends of existents. Guess they were true. But why is this in the room? I didn't want this. Maybe I don't know what I want.

    A heavy sigh escaped my lips. "Tuez-moi déjà!" I groaned. I sat on the floor and stared at the family in the mirror. It was comforting to watch. Its nice to see myself in a place without stress. Does that make since? Maybe I'm going crazy.

     I walked into the Slytherin common room a lot calmer than before. I hopped on the couch as if I owned the place. In the corner of my closing eyes I saw the familiar shadow of Blaise. My eyes finished closing.

     "Zabini," I yawned.

     "How did you know I was there?" he asks.

     "I saw you," I answered.

     "But your eyes we-" I cut him off.

     "What do you want Zabini!," I yelled finally opening my eyes to glare at the ceiling.

     "I came hear to apologize but you know what! Fuck the bloody apology and fuck you!" Zabini's face had a slight red tint as if at any moment he could kill someone.

     "I'd rather you not fuck me," I smirked

      Then he did it. He reared back and punched  me straight in the face. I saw red then nothing but...

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