A disclaimer: I own nothing . . . the idea even isn't original!
The Fool in the MirrorI took the mirror from a sleeping Harry. He had been turning something over in his hands all evening long, and, as he slipped into an exhausted sleep, I rescued it from his loosened grasp. I knew what it was instantly; I had witnessed James and Sirius using them over the years . . .
A foolish hope sprang up in my chest, and I took the mirror to my room.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I whispered to the mirror "Padfoot . . . are you . . . anywhere?"
Releasing a breath I didn't know I was holding, I slowly looked at the mirror, hoping beyond reason, and stared at my reflection . . . a fool in the mirror.
Author's Note: OK! First (and most likely only) fanfic! Please review, honestly. And I just want to say that there are some incredibly imaginative people out there! Your stories helped ease the waiting process for me! P.S. if someone else already wrote a story like this, please tell me and I shall remove mine, so many fan fics, so little time! Cheers!