"Hello little Lily I wondered when you would be coming," Said the portrait of Albus Dumbledore.
Lily Potter had received a letter telling her to go to the headmaster's office that evening at eight o' clock. It had seemed silly because she knew Professor McGonagall, The head master, would be holding a staff meeting at that time but still she came.
She looked up startled at the portrait that had spoken to her and jumped up from the blue armchair she had just sat down in, inside the oval shaped room.
"Professor? I don't mean to be rude but how do you know who I am?" She asked and nervousness filled her voice.
She had never been in the headmaster's office before but here she was.
She remembered her father telling her about Albus Dumbledore and how he had been such a good professor 'the best Hogwarts ever had' were his exact words.
"Well Lily I am here to guide into fate or destiny or whichever word you would like to use," Dumbledore said with a broad grin on his face.
He peered at her through his half moon spectacles and then added. "You look exactly like your grandmother; she had red hair and green eyes just like you."
"I don't look at all like my grandmother," She said confused. Molly Weasly was plump and had dark brown eyes. "Well the hair maybe but her eyes are completely different and not to be rude to her but she is a lot bigger," She said and put her hands out wide to show what she meant.
Lily was after all very skinny and very short.
"No," the portrait laughed, "Lily I have a question for you." Dumbledore said softly smiling at her.
She looked up at him and thought for a moment, it was a lot to take in. Lily was in her third year at Hogwarts and probably one of the brightest but she was still confused of course.
She was talking to someone she knew to be dead and she had grown up hearing how he was the greatest wizard who had ever lived from both her father and mother.
"Yes?" She asked curiously.
She wanted to talk to this former headmaster forever. He was kind to her and gentle. He wasn't being rude to her and she knew he had saved her parents lives and even in death was a sign of hope for wizards.
"Who are you named after?" Dumbledore asked.
Lily searched her head for the answer and suddenly squealed, "Lily Potter my grandmother!"
"Exactly," Dumbledore looked very pleased. "She had red hair just like you do, hers of course was a different shade than yours but red is red isn't it?"
She nodded mutely. Was this why she was summoned to this office tonight? To talk about her grandmother?
"You got your fathers eyes and he got them from her," He continued more to himself then to her.
"Excuse me sir?" Lily asked quietly. "Was it you who sent the note to me? I mean to come here tonight."
"Why yes Lily it was," He smiled down at her. "You may be asking why I asked you to come but of course that you will see soon enough."
"Okay, but sir? Won't I get in trouble? If Professor McGonagall comes back from her meeting and sees me here won't she be angry?" Lily asked worriedly. She had never been in trouble with the headmaster.
"Lily dear she already knows that I have called you here and that is why she is hosting a meeting. The staff will leave us alone tonight." He said calmly.
"Okay well than what are you going to tell me?" She asked now very excited and she sounded very rude saying it but quickly apologized for it.
"Sorry that was not very polite I'm just excited."
"Of course Lily," He smiled at her once again.
"Lily would you like to meet your grandparents, James and Lily?" He asked her. She smiled widely and nodded. Than her face fell and she looked very upset.
"What's wrong dear?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well to see them wouldn't I have to," She gulped "Die?" The last word came out as a frightened whisper.
She was shaking and backed away from the portrait.
"Lily do you think I would kill you?" She shook her head.
"Good than if you'll listen to me I'll explain everything. Please focus your entire mind on the words 'Lily Evans and James Potter Hogwarts third year' and empty your mind of everything but that sentence. Close your eyes and think it now."
She thought very deeply those words.
"Now open your eyes Lily." She obeyed. "Do you think you can think that again while holding the mirror that lies on the desk?"
"Yes sir," She said and picked it up.
"Okay Lily close your eyes and say this 'Imensira Abodibia,'" She repeated the words. "Now think." Dumbledore commanded and Lily obeyed.
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"Well you made it," Said a voice and Lily's eyes fluttered open.
There standing in front of her was a living breathing Albus Dumbledore. She was still in the office that remained completely the same except there was no portrait of Dumbledore.
"Professor?" She whispered. "Have I gone back in time?"
"You know the answer to that question yourself don't you?" Dumbledore peered down at the four foot five inch girl with messy red hair and curious green eyes and he smiled.
"You have indeed gone back using the Mirror of Abeo."
"The what?" Lily asked.
"It will take you back to anytime you wish for in your mind if you say the spell and are completely focused on when you want to go back."
"Okay I think that makes sense but how did you know I was coming?" Lily asked.
"It may not make sense but I have ways of knowing." Dumbledore of this time seemed more sly and mysterious. Less happy, and way more secretive.
"Professor will I be able to get back through the mirror?"
"No you will not," Lily gasped but Dumbledore continued to speak.
"You will be allowed back to your own time only when you have done a task the mirror set for you. The task is unknown but it will make your future or well, present better for you."
"Well how am I going to fit in? I'm a third year student and I certainly don't look like a first year, no matter how short I am, and I can't be sorted this late, can I? Wouldn't people wonder where I came from?"
"Lily I am going to change your appearance, because you look too much like your grandmother and we also need to give you a fake name."
"A fake name?" Lily asked brightly. She felt like she was being given a secret mission. She was going undercover to change the future.
"Yes," Dumbledore replied and smiled at her. "Is there a specific name you like?"
Lily thought for a moment and plenty of names filled her mind but one was sticking to her and she couldn't get rid of the idea. "Elizabeth," She said brightly. It had been her favorite name when she was little and she had even tried to get her parents to change it. She failed miserably. She smiled at the memory and suddenly missed her parents.
"That's a lovely name Lily," Dumbledore peered down at her. "Your story is this, you were being home schooled by your parents and the ministry found out and didn't approve. They forced you to come here or quit magic. Can you stick to that story Elizabeth?" He asked her. She nodded quickly, "Good you'll be sorted into your house now." He took the sorting hat off the shelf and put it on her head.
"Gryffindor," It called out. Lily smiled and took it off her head and put it back on the shelf.
"I'll be changing your appearance now," He smiled and waved his wand over her head. She grew to a nice five feet and her hair colour changed to a light brown. Her skin lightened and she became extremely pale. Her eyes turned to a light pale mysterious blue and her skin became scattered with freckles. Her round face thinned out to an oval shape and she looked in the mirror and gasped. She looked nothing like she had before. Her always messy red hair was neat and curly. Her almond shaped eyes were much bigger and rounder. She was shocked.
"Wow," She whispered and Dumbledore smiled and than his face fell.
"It's August 31st so you need to get to London tonight so you can come on the train. Have a nice third year," He smiled than lead her down to Hogsmeade where they could apparate to London. (Side along apparition only of course) The next day she'd be off to Hogwarts.
A/N : Hey guys so this mirror belongs 100% To .Name My favorite writer and an awesome person she rocks. Like seriously (Sirius – I'm Sirius not her: Sorry Had to!) and she writes GREAT Stories. I love this idea. I haven't found a fan fiction like it when I was looking for one so I decided I'd write one. This story not only has a mirror belonging to .Name It's inspired by her writing and this story is dedicated to her. :D! Next chapter will be out soon. In the mean time PLEASE (I'm begging you) Read my other stories. I love you! Bye