Inspired by Mirrors by Justin Timberlake. I do not own the characters or the places in this story. They belong to J. .
Mirrors
Rose P.O.V.
I am in an abandoned classroom. My mum told me that it used to be Professor McGonagall's. I am sitting, Indian style, on the floor in front of a mirror. I don't know what staring at my reflection is going to do to make me feel better but I have to try. I have had a hard time since I started Hogwarts. I am fifteen years old and all I put up with is people teasing me, calling me names. Telling me I am ugly and hated. Today, James called me ugly and that people hate me and always will because I am ugly. My own cousin. I shouldn't let get to me but it does. So staring at my reflection is making me feel worse about myself, not better. The door opens. I turn around to see who it is. "Sorry Rose. I didn't know anyone was in here." "It's fine Scorpius." Scorpius and I aren't friends. We are on a first name basis and I have a huge crush on him. Not that anyone notices. I am in love with him. I turn back around and face the mirror again. "Rose?" "What now Malfoy?" I always call him by his last name when I am frustrated. "Are you okay?" "Perfectly peachy." I say sarcastically. I can see him move closer by the reflection in the mirror. "Rose?" He says for a second time. "What?" I say a little impatiently and annoyed. "Look at me." He says simply. I look up at him. He sits down so I can look into his deep silver eyes. "What did they say this time?" "What?" I got too focused on his eyes. "The people who tease you. What did they say?" "N-nothing." "I'm guessing they called you ugly today." That catches me off guard. "How-?" "You are staring at your reflection in a mirror. It was logic." For a Slytherin he thinks more like a Ravenclaw. "It was James. He said people hated me and always will. Because I am ugly. It seems stupid." "Well he lied. "How would you know?" "Because I found this mirror and it showed your heart's deepest desire. And I looked into it. And guess what I say?" "Yourself rich and happily married to a gorgeous girl." I say wishing it wasn't true. "I saw you Rose Weasley. I looked into the mirror and saw you." "M-me?" He can't be serious. "Yes." "You…I… I am your hearts deepest desire?" "Yes." "But…" He cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine. They fit perfectly on mine. His lips are soft, and his hands fit perfectly on my lower back. And mine fit perfectly around his neck. When he pulls away I look at him, deep into his eyes. "I love you Rose." "And I love you too Scorpius." I am officially glad that mirrors don't lie.
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