Chapter 8- Christmas Holidays Part-2

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           After Hermione went on the train to her house Harry looked very dejected. Eventhough there was Ron and his brothers there was hollow feeling in his heart. He cannot quite place what it is, but he understood that it has something to do with a certain brunette haired witch. Soon it was Christmas. There was a noise in his ears. He opened his eyes only to look at a overjoy Ron asking, "It's Christmas Harry, come let's open our presents.

               Yes!Yes! I am coming now Ron. Both of them started to open their presents enthusiastically. Harry got a box of rock cake from Hagrid , a box of chocolate frog from Hermione, a book about Quidditch from Ron and a sweater with a letter H. "That is from my mother, She will make sweater for all of us ,but I will always get maroon",said Ron worriedly since he got maroon this year also. "Thanks for the pumpkin pasties Harry".

          Harry, this one got your name on it. Harry opened it to see a cloak with no sender name but only a note attached to it. He took the cloak and covered his body only to see his head float alone in air. "Harry that is invisibility cloak , Bloody Hell who send it to you". I don't know. It only has this note "This cloak belongs to your Father. Now it is time to return it to you. Use it wisely".

       Harry was in deep down mood. "No Hermione, No Nicholas". He wanted to find about it before Hermione's return to Hogwarts. If there is no book about in Library then it should be in Restricted Section. But how to enter. Suddenly an idea struck Harry's mind. "That's it invisibility cloak". With the idea in his mind Harry went towards Restricted Section with invisibility cloak in his hands.

     Covering himself with his cloak Harry enters silently into the restricted section of library. He was moving as silently as possible. He was searching for the book  about Nicholas Flamel. When he opened a book it made a screeching noise so that he let his grip on the lantern. It collided with the ground and glasses broke with a high pitch noise. Soon a figure named Filch appeared with cat on a trail behind him. Harry covered himself and made his way to the exit in the opposite direction only to hear voices of Snape and Quirrel talking. He could only make the end of their conversation. "Remember who you are working for Quirrel, I will be keeping an eye on you", Snape threatened Quirrel. Harry quickly came out of the restricted section and ran into a room only with a single mirror.

                          He slowly made his way infront of the mirror to see his image with Hermione alongside him. He joyfully turned to his side to see only a blank space. He rubbed his eyes and look into the mirror to see himself with Hermione but also a women with auburn hair and a emerald green eyes similar to his eyes. And a man with his image and jet black hair. Realisation came to him with full force. "Mom, Dad is it really you?". He sat there for an hour and get back to his dorm to get Ron to show him this. "Fine ,Fine, Harry I am coming no need to drag me okay, Ron grunted to be disturbed from his sleep.

             "Look Ron Look into the mirror it shows my mom and dad", leaving the Hermione part purposefully. "Wow Harry it is awesome I am Headboy and I am holding Quidditch trophy". "Harry do you think it will show the future". "But Ron my parents are dead". Anyway come on Harry let's go. "What? I am not coming you go", said Harry sitting infront of the mirror. "Harry come on it's late we should go", Ron said to Harry. "Okay", he shrugged and went to the dorm."Harry you are not going there today. You are going continuously for two days. You need your sleep", Ron said for umpteeth time. "It is fine Ron I am sleeping enough",Harry said taking his invisibility cloak in his hands.

                                     When he reached and sat infront of the mirror a voice came from behind "So you are back again". He turned to came to face noone but the headmaster Dumbledore. "Professor Dumbledore, I didn't see you there", said Harry. "Ahh, that I don't need an invisibility cloak to hide Harry". "Professor what is this mirror ?". "Ahh it is The mirror of Erised" ,  said Professor Dumbledore. " Will it show what we want Professor ?". "No, Harry it will show our heart's deepest desire. A fully satisfied man will see what he seein front of this mirror. A lot of wise men have wasted their lifes  infront of this mirror. Tomorrow it will be moved to it's new house. Personally I advice you not to search it".

                      "Okay Professor", replied Harry. "But one question Professor "What do you see in the mirror Professor?". "Me getting a gift of pair of socks he said with a wink", Now go to your dorm and sleep well Harry.

                         "Harry!! Harry!! get up", Ron shouted in his ears . "What is it Ron?", Harry asked rubbing his eyes. It's Hermione, she is back. With  the words said Harry break off and ran into the common room. There stood Hermione with her trunks. Both after seeing each other break out to run and hugging each other fiercely. Both of them stood there in each others embrace which seems to be eternity. "Gods I missed you Hermione, so so much". "I too missed you Harry".

                  After calming down and settling both of them shared their holidays stories. Harry what is the charm on the bracelet you gave me as a christmas gift. "Oh that show your hand to which Hermione extended her hands. Harry joined his bracelet on his hand with hers to make a H . "It has it's purposes too. "What are they Harry? Hermione asked him. "The bracelet in my hand will warm and glow when you are extremely happy, It will become too hot when you are in so much anger and will become dead cold when you are in serious danger so that I can know you are safe or happy or angry.

                     She hugged him joyfully and said to him in his ear "You are the best friend any one could ask for in their life". He hugged her back tightly only to look his bracelet glowing brightly.

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