A Note: Ok so this is my first time writing slash…My first time writing Hermione/Bella and My first dive into Harry Potter fandom. (Read fics never wrote any for it though) Also, if you are readingThe Letter, OrOff to a good Start. I need a beta. My old one quit on me, (Whole reason for no updates, the next chapters are almost done!) Anyway enjoy
-Rouge
The Mirror of Erised
(I show not your face, but your heart's desire.)
Sum: Harry wasn't the only one who saw the mirror.
Chapter one: Shared Desires. (One-shot)
She lied.
She had lied when she said she saw herself with Rodolphus. No, she hadn't seen him in all his glory with his dark flowing mane of hair, his arms wrapped tightly around her mid-section. She hadn't seen herself with the dark mark etched into her white skin. She hadn't seen herself crazy from the years spent in Azkaban. She hadn't seen her angry that her sister had left or jealous of her youngest sister and her beautiful son.
She hadn't seen herself with Rodolphus' children; children that would have her gray eyes and his straight hair. Children that would rule the world if they wanted to. She hadn't seen herself as the Dark Lord's Mistress, his only loyal female death eater.
No she hadn't seen any of this. She had seen herself and a girl. A girl she was holding with the wildest brown hair and the brightest eyes that held books and cleverness in the highest statue. She had seen herself holding this girl, being with her, loving her, but who was she?
Years later that same girl would look in the mirror and had seen her; her wild black hair and insane glint in her eyes. She lied though when Ron asked her what she saw, "Mistress of Magic." She said smiling but it was a lie. Oddly enough Hermione wasn't scared by seeing this beautiful woman holding her tightly. In fact, she looked forward to it, hoping it was true. Just like Bellatrix had looked forward to meeting the girl all those years ago.
And we are done…I like it. I just hope you all do to.
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