Harry paced on the busy cobble street of Hogsmeade. He had just finished the first Dumbledore's Army meeting. He was impressed with how many people had shown up. It was more than he had ever excepted. Now, he was trying to find a place to hold future meetings. A little ways up the road Hermione and Ron were looking at buildings. He was supposed to be looking too. Instead he was thinking. Thoughts swirled around his head like a hurricane. How was he going to teach all these people to defend themselves? What if they got hurt while during the meetings? What if Umbridge found out?
"Harry!" Ron called.
Harry jogged up to meet him. "What? Did you find a place?"
"We might have," Hermione began to explain, "but it might be too small."
"Why didn't you go ahead and see if it can be used?" Harry asked. "Why wait for me?"
"Harry." Ron emphasized. "You're the one who's teaching the class, so you should decide the location. Plus it might be the best place we have to choose from."
"Well then let's go." Harry walked through the open door frame. "Why this place, why is it a good classroom?"
Hermione pulled out her wand. "Lumos! For starters, it's abandoned. No one would go here unless they had to. People claim it's as haunted as the Shrieking Shack"
Ron laughed. "And we know that means it's not haunted at all."
Harry snorted.
Once they excited the foyer, they came across an old staircase. The boards were half rotted and several were missing. Harry put some of his weight on the bottom step. The wood fell through and he landed on the torn rug.
"Well, that's going to be a problem," Ron said, "Reparo!"
The stairs on the staircase was replaced and looked not brand new, but sturdy enough to support a person.
"I don't think this is going to work," Harry said, "Not with the house falling apart."
"The house will be fine with enough repair spells," Hermione said, "and it's not like we have any other choices for a classroom. We need to take what we can get."
Harry put his weight on the bottom step again. He didn't fall through. That was a good sign.
The trio of friends made their way through the hallway, wands ready. At the end of the hallway was a room. There were actually a few rooms along the hallway, all too small, but this room stood out. A soft golden light came from the partially opened door. It seemed to be calling him. If he listened hard then he could have sworn he heard mummering voices.
"Do you hear that?" he asked.
"What?" Ron asked. "Are you hearing things?"
"No, just thought I heard something." Harry shook his head ridding himself of the voices.
They walked into the room. It was larger and nicer than the others. The wood was not scratched and it was perfect shape. A large silk rug with elaborate patterns was in the center. In the middle of the rug was a large mirror. It had a wooden frame that was painted with gold leaf paint. It was about the size of the Mirror of Erised. The golden light seemed to be emitting from it.
"It's-it's beautiful." Hermione reached out to touch the frame of the mirror. She shook her head. "It's not large enough, we can't be distracted. We have to keep looking."
"Looking for what?" A voice came from the doorway.
Draco Malfoy was leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed.
"Malfoy." Harry spit out.
"Potter." Draco snarled back. "What are you looking for Granger?"
"Nothing that is of your business." She defended.
"Nice mirror. I wonder what your using it for." Draco slowly made his way over to the mirror. "A shame that you take interest in it. Otherwise I might have to have it."
"Sod off Malfoy." Ron held his wand to Draco's face. "Where are your cronies? You don't seem to go anywhere without them."
Draco narrowed his eyes. "I don't need their protection if that's what you're implying."
Hermione stifled a laugh.
"Oh shut up you mudblood."
Ron sent a hex then launched himself and tackled Draco into a wall. Harry began to hex Draco.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione tried to pull them back. "You can't fight. Umbridge will use it to get you expelled."
"I don't care what Umbridge will do, If he calls you that vile name I won't stand for it." Ron sent another hex.
In the moment of distraction Draco charged for Harry, sending them both into the mirror.
The mirror started to glow brighter. Not a good sign in the magical world. Sparks came off of it. Harry noticed that both he and Draco had mirror shards sticking out of them, causing the rug to be stained red. He felt the mirror pull him. Looking around he saw the four of them actually being pulled into the mirror. Their bodies being stretched towards it like a rubber band. A bright light filled his vision and suddenly they were in a mansion.
It looked a bit like Hogwarts with the high arched ceilings, tan brick, and intricate tile floor designs. Only the tile was marble, the paintings were replaced with stain glass windows, a long red rug ran through the hall, and it held a darker atmosphere.
"Where are we?" Ron clutched his shoulder with his hand. Harry could see the blood spilling out.
No one answered.
Harry looked behind him and saw the mirror standing. It was only a frame now. All the mirror parts were either scattered on the ground, or missing.
The four, once trying to tear each other apart, now shuffled down the hall together. They turned a corner and were greeted with a gargoyle. It made them jump a little, and someone let out a shriek, but other than that, nothing.
Then the gargoyle opened its eyes. Its wings uncurled and tail whipped behind it. "Wh' 'r' y'?" It said, revealing sharp fangs.
The four wizards and witch screamed, turned around, and ran.
At the other end of the hall a smokey figure floated through the ceiling. This one could only be described as a demon. It had horns that reminded Harry of a villain from a movie that he had watched in secret while he was supposed to be doing chores. It was on TV and Dudley was watching, so he had snuck a peek from the kitchen. Maleficent. Only the horns were a bit smaller, but still the same style. It had violet glowing eyes. No pupil, no iris, only violet.
The demon grinned. "What do we have here?"
Then Harry's world went black.