This is my first time writing a fanfiction ever so we'll see how this goes. This chapter will be a little choppy and short because it's not the main part of the story they're just little bits to lead you in. It's going to have a T rating for now but that might get moved up later
Summary: In the wizarding world there's an old legend in which if your soulmate dies before you have the opportunity to meet them they become your guardian angel and protect you from harm and you are only allowed to see them in the mirror. Harry and Ron learn this when they take up their own roles as the girl's guardian angels
I think most of this will be from Ron's POV later but the beginning will switch between all four of them and a non character narrator
Also while they are in the mirror they are older so that they can take care of their soulmates so Harry is 11 until Ginny is around 9 then he begins ageing so that he's about three years older than she is so he can still protect her
I do not own any of the characters those gems belong to J.K.R. herself
Sorry about the long author's note. Thanks for reading. Enjoy...
A flash of green erupted from the hooded figure's wand and Harry's babysitter fell to the ground still.
Baby Harry giggled thinking this was a fun game and that daddy would come up from under the hood any minute and help Julie up from the pile of toys she'd fallen on. Instead the figure stepped over her and walked over so stand over little Harry staring eagerly up at him from his place on the rug of the living room of the Potter Residence.
Another flash of green then Harry was staring into a blinding white oblivion.
"Hello young one." boomed a voice louder than Harry had ever heard before in his short life. "I have much to tell you"...
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"I wish you could play with me" I sigh at the boy in the mirror for about the gazillionth time in the five years that I've known him. "All of my brothers have to de gnome the garden"
"I wish I could too Ginny but we both know I can't come out of the mirror" Harry Potter my 11 year old mirror boy replies sounding just as sad as I am.
Suddenly something hits the window and the whole house shakes causing all of my toys to fall over and me with them shrieking the whole way down. Downstairs mum starts yelling at Fred and George for hitting the house for the fifth time this summer.
"Ginny are you alright?"
I turn my head enough to see Harry pressed up against the other side of the mirror looking very concerned.
"I'm fine" I say as I stand back up immediately regretting it as my leg gives way beneath and I fall back on the hard floor of my room with an oof.
"Ginny!? Ginny are you ok? Look at me I need to make sure you don't have a concussion or something from hitting your head and then you need to get your mum to fix your ankle and oh Ginny what if you broke it!? I'm so sorry Ginny…
"Susshh I'm fine Harry you're such a worry wart."
"I care about you that's all" I look up at him again. Why does he always look at me that way? He looks so sad when he does that I just want to squeeze him in a hug like mummy does to me when I'm sad. I wish he'd stop it cause it just makes me sad too.
This train of thought was interrupted though as my door flung open and Ron walked in.
"You alright Ninny? Mum thought she heard you scream but she couldn't leave supper on the stove so she asked me to come check on you." I love it when he calls me Ninny. He's called me that ever since he was learning to talk. He couldn't pronounce the g in my name so he just turned it to an n and it stuck.
"Yeah I'm fine I just fell over. I'm not one of Auntie Muriel's dolls you know." In truth it really hurt but I can't tell my big brother that, he'll think I'm weak.
"I'm just checking." He replied "Anyways whatcha doing? Talking to Harry?"
"Yep" He came and sat beside me. Ron is the only one in my family that really believes me about Harry, everyone else just brushes me aside whenever I start talking about it. Maybe it's because we're the closest in age or maybe because we're best friends, I don't know.
"Hey Harry"
"Hi Ron"
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"Pleeeeeease Dad" Ron turns on the puppy dog eyes and dad looks away. He's such a sucker to puppy dog eyes that if he didn't we'd all have him wrapped around our little fingers.
"Ron I've already told you a million times that I'm not going to…" He makes the mistake of looking back at Ron and he's gone "Oh alright. Just this once tho. Get your Mum to make you a lunch then we'll go." He goes back to the paper he was reading before they started talking about going to work and Ron ran out of the living room to go get Mum.
I don't get why he wants to go with Dad so much it's not like he really does anything cool, or important, or fun. He just has a normal job but whatever, I'll just do what Mum says and let boys be boys and not try and understand them or else I'll just get lost in the maze of stupidity.
I roll my eyes finish my cereal and Dad and Ron leave to go to the ministry
Thanks for reading the first chapter I hope to update within the next two weeks depending on how homework goes. I would appreciate it if you reviewed but no pressure there isn't much to review. I promise it will be longer next time and I'll include what happens at the ministry and the affects of that.