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AN: this is my second hp fic, and is set after the deathly hallows and before the epilouge, so Harry is still in the castle, and has just left the headmasters' office after talking to Dumbledore's portrait with Ron and Hermonie. He then discovers something new... or is it old? enjoy!!


CHAPTER ONE: New Discoveries

The hall seemed to glitter and sparkle with relief, but at the same time, was dulled with the castles' pain and heartache. Harry couldn't sit there, couldn't go back there, as he felt that he intruded on this pain. So, after leaving the headmasters' office and talking to Dumbledore's portrait, he let Ron and Hermonie walk ahead of him, until he was far enough behind to slip the cloak over his head and sneak away.

He began to shuffle along the familiar corridors. Not content with his shuffle, Harry broke into a brisk pace, almost trotting along. But thoughts kept swarming through his head. He ran, pleating down the stone walkways, doorways and empty portraits streaking past him. He closed his eyes tightly, so nothing could be seen.

And then, (and this won't surprise you in the least) he ran straight into a door. Grumbling, Harry stood, opened the door, and locked himself inside.

The room was not anything remarkable, but rather like every other class room in the school. It was the familiarity of the room that surprised Harry, for about seven years before, he had stood here, or somewhere a lot like there, and wondered. Wondered if it was true, wondered if it could possibly be real. And know he wished the same, with all his heart.

Harry approached the object in the middle of the room, a mirror, and closed his eyes. He stepped in front of it, and quickly glanced at his reflection. But there was no reflection. Instead of seeing his own pale and somewhat sweaty face, there were other faces. There was a mischievous grin, a crooked nose, long red hair, green almond eyes, black scruffy hair, and a long white beard. There was bubblegum pink hair, and a few lined faces. There were eyes like x-rays and a face that was once haunted, but now looked content.

In the mirror, in place of his own reflection, Harry saw the people he missed the most in his life - James and Lily Potter, Sirius Black, Remus and Tonks Lupin, and Albus Dumbledore.

The Mirror of Erised had entered Harry's life once again.