The boys and Harry walked into the dark room and the boys looked around to see that the room was indeed very dark and very empty. There were no windows or any piece of furniture. There was just one hanging on the wall which was a gold rimmed mirror. It had a crack in the right hand corner, but it was still presentable. The boys walked up to it and gave themselves a closer look at it. "And this is the thing that put you into that weird trance?" Louis asked and Harry nodded. "It gave me such a weird feeling." He said as he looked at it again.
"So how did it do that?" Niall then asked and Harry took a breath before he pressed his finger tips on the mirror. The boys were taken aback to see the frame of the mirror glow a bright yellow before the mirror started to show something inside of it. They were so confused as to what they were looking at, but once they saw Harry talking with the girls, they knew that they were looking at the memories from their past life. The girls and Harry were talking with one another, and the boys did notice a different crown on Harry's head.
They watched Richard walk into the room with a smile on his face. "Your ride is ready, my princess," He said and Harry smiled before he stood up. "Thank you father," He said before he looked at the girls again. "Let's exit ladies," He said and the girls stood up before walking with Harry out the door. Harry's choice of dress wasn't too noticable, but it was still pretty poofy. It wasn't shimmery, but it was like Harry's favorite dress since he would wear it almost every time that he went out.
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The Story of Our Lives (Zianourry)
Hayran KurguMy description is too long, so you may read it in the first part of this story!