Harry Potter

Chapter 8 - Parents

I went to bed shortly after before I wound up falling asleep on the couch which wouldn't have been good especially with pranksters around. It was the next morning when Harry told Ron and I about his little late night visit to the restricted section. Then his run in with Filch which caused him to find a mirror that showed him our parents which had my head snapping up. Then he said he was going back tonight to see them again which had me making up my mind to go with him. "I'm coming, I want to see them to." He just smiled already telling me that he planned on bringing me as well since he wanted them to see me to.

Then that night we headed out to are the mirror but because Harry had been so scared he forgot where it was. It took us a little bit but we managed to find it, I took a deep breath before going up to the mirror only to start crying the minute I saw our parents. However Ron couldn't see them but what he did see was entirely different, he saw himself as head boy, he was holding the house cup, and that he was Quidditch captain to. It had me sad when Ron asked if it could see the future but I knew it couldn't since out parents were always dead. Then all of a sudden we heard a noise which had us hiding under the invisibility cloak only to see Ms. Norris come in. Then we all headed back to the common room before heading to bed tired from all the excitement. The next morning Harry kept thinking about the mirror and I couldn't blame him I was to. When night finally came we hurried down to the mirror to sit down in front of it so we could see our parents.

We were sitting in front of the mirror so entranced by our parents that we didnt hear anyone else enter into the room. So we jumped when we heard someone talking behind us which really shocked me since I didnt even hear feel him by my mind. "So - back again, Harry, Serena??" I looked upset thinking we'd get kicked out because of this but I couldn't help it I wanted to see my parents even if it's like this. "We - we didn't see you sir." He just smiled at us with kind, caring eyes  but I was to scared to look at him after the first look. "Strange how nearsighted being invisible can make you, so you two, like hundreds before you, have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised." I was really confused so I dared to look at him only to see that he was smiling at us which had me confused. "We didnt know it was called that, sir " I nodded next to Harry since we really had no idea its name or what it really did which had me wondering what else there was to find out about. He asked us if we knew about what the mirror did but Harry said the wrong answer suit had Dumbledore telling us what it did. "Let me explain. The happier man on earth would be able to use the Mirror of Erised like a mirror, that is, he would look into it and see himself exactly as he is. Does that help?" Harry thought it showed what we wanted anything we wanted but he was both right and wrong which had me smiling. "Yes an no, it shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts. You both, who have never known your family, see them standing around you. Ronald Weasley, who has always been overshadowed by his brothers, sees himself standing alone, the best of all of them. However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. People have wasted away before it, entranced by what they've seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible. The Mirror of Erised will be moved to a new home tomorrow, Harry, Serena, and I ask you not to go looking for it again. Of you ever do run across it, you will now be prepared. It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that. Now, why dont you put that admirable cloak back on and get off to bed?"

We nodded before standing up and I took one last look into the mirror to see them before sighing wanting to find pictures of them. However I was surprised when Harry asked what Dumbledore saw in the mirror though I almost laughed when he said woolen socks. I set a reminder in my head to remember that so I could send him some woolen socks when I could. Then we headed off to bed both sad and happy but I still had questions that I wanted answers for, I knew I would have to find them on my own. I kept having the same nightmare over and over again, it was the same one I'd had of mom dying. When Hermione returned she was surprised at us but understood when I told her about our parents before dropping it. I then told her all about Nicolas Flamel after Harry had said he forgot about it which had me sighing because I had remembered about my alchemy book; kidding. Then Quidditch started again only for us to find out that Snapes referring the first match which made me smile. He was going to make sure Harry would be ok this match but the rest didnt think so but I knew Harry would still play no matter what I mean he loved Quidditch. I doubt anyone will be able to put a stop to that in this life time heck even I liked it just didn't want to play it.