Fixing the Future

2.3

James stood with a stupid grin of his face and Lily flushed red. The marauders were laughing and the rest were watching in amusement, especially Alyssa. However, Severus was scowling deeply at the sight.

They came upon the restricted section, unlocked it and walked in to a specific bookshelf.
'Famous fire-eaters. 15th-century fiends. Flamel. Nicholas Flamel. Where are you?'
He took the cloak off, looking closely at the books. Harry grabbed one, opening it, when the pages form a face and start screaming.
'AHHHHHHH!'

Everyone jumped in shock and Lily and Remus- the readers of the group- made mental notes to never go near that book.

Harry closed the book and put it back.
'Who's there?'

'Shit.' Alice swore.

Harry turned around frightened, quickly grabbing the cloak, breaking the lantern. He rushed away, only to stop when he heard Filch again.
'I know you're in there. You can't hide.'
Harry put the cloak himself, shielding him from all eyes. Filch came around the corner, lantern in hand.
'Who is it? Show yourself!'

Harry hid in between the bookcases, watching as Filch passed. He slipped past him, leaving the library, and walking down the hallway. Only to see Mrs. Norris, who made her way towards him. He quickly make his way in the other direction, when he come across Snape pinning Quirrell to the wall.

Almost everyone looked at Severus suspiciously and the man himself looked worried.

'Severus, I thought...'
'You don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell.'
'Wh-what do y-you mean?'
'You know perfectly well what I mean.'

Snape stopped, turning to Harry as if he knew he was there. Harry backed up as he reached out and attempts to grab him, Harry covered his mouth, only to miss and turn back to Quirrell.'
'We'll have another little chat soon, when you've had time to decide where your loyalties lie.'

'That's sus.' Barty said.

'Oh. Professors, I found this in the restricted section. It's still hot. That means there's a student out of bed.'
Snape, Filch, and Quirrell then darted off, while the door at the end of the hallway was seemingly opened and closed by no one. Harry then took off the cloak. Harry then notices something in the room, a mirror. Harry walked closer to it. As he stood in front of it, he looked at the top, finding and engraving at the top. He both then walked closer, as two figures began to appear in the mirror.

Everyone gasped and stared in shock at the the mirror where Lily and James stood. Tears came to some of their eyes and Lily looked devastated. Alyssa looked sadly at her friend's longing gaze fixed on his parents and felt a wave of sadness wash over her, and then guilt that she got to see them and not him.

Harry turned, only to see no one. He looked back at the mirror, seeing the adults look who looked just like him.
'Mum?'
Mirror-Lily smiled and nodded. 'Dad?'
Mirror-James smiled and nodded too. Harry caressed the mirror, looking at it sadly. Mirror-Lily placed her hand on Harry's right shoulder, as Mirror-James placed his hand on his left shoulder. Harry reached for his shoulder, only to find nothing. He  turned back to the mirror though, smiling as he looked at their parents.

'That's so sad.' Cissy whispered, wiping a stray tear from her cheek. The marauders turned to James sadly only to stop when they saw the shiteating grin on his face,
'Prongs buddy, you okay.' Remus asked carefully. He turned to them,
'Okay?  I'm great! Did you see me? I'm fine as fuck. Damn I aged well.'

The all stared at him is disbelief, the marauders smiling and Alyssa laughing. Lily fought a small smile.

Harry burst through the door to the boys dorm, heading straight for Ron excitedly.
'Ron, you've really got to see this! Ron! Ron, come on! Get out of bed!'
'Why?'
'There's something you've got to see. Now come on!
Harry and Ron then made it to where the mirror was held.
'Come on. Come. Come look. It's our parents.'
'I only see us.'
'Look in properly. Go on, stand there.'
'There. You see them, don't you?' 'That's me, only I'm head boy, and I'm holding the quidditch cup.'

'Wait what?' Marlene said in confusion, voicing most people's thoughts.

Harry looked confused and a bit crestfallen.
'What?'
'And bloody hell! I'm quidditch captain, too. I look good. Harry, do you think this mirror shows the future?'
'How can it? Both my parents are dead.'
Harry sat in front of the mirror the following night, gazing at it, not noticing Dumbledore standing behind them.
'Back again, Harry? I see that you, like so many before you, have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised. I trust by now you two realize what it does. Let me give you a clue. The happiest man on Earth would look into that mirror and see only himself exactly as he is.'
'So then it shows us what we want? Whatever we want?'
'Not quite. It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest and most desperate desires of our hearts. Now you, Harry, who have never known your family, you see them standing beside you.'

Everyone looked sad once more.

'But remember this, Harry- This mirror gives us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away in front of it, even gone mad. That is why tomorrow it will be moved to a new home. And I must ask you not to go looking for it again. It does not do to dwell on dream, Harry, and forget to live.'

Harry nodded, Dumbledore smiled grandfatherly before leaving. Harry then looked at the mirror once more before walking away.

'He's gonna find the mirror again, isn't he?' Regulus said and Alyssa grinned and said with a nod,
'Yup!'