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Author's note: This takes place in book 1 ch.12, pg. 194. I've just added a little twist to it. Happy reading!!
As Harry gazed into the mirror, he expected his family to be waving and smiling. Instead, they were looking frantic, making motions that clearly meant for him to get out of the room. Confused and a bit hurt, Harry stood up and looked into the mirror one last time. This time he saw his family being gathered into one dark shadow. Harry peered into the mirror curiously. Suddenly the dark shadow took a step out of the mirror. Harry stepped back in horror.
"Ah, Harry Potter. After eleven long years of waiting," said the hooded figure.
Harry's scar began to burn. He screamed in agony, memories of his infant year flying across his blinding vision. He heard his mother pleading to not kill him, his father yelling to take him and run. Finally, a bright green flash came among his eyes and the buring of his scar. Then the scream of Voldemort as his powers drained out of him.
As he regained his vision, Harry saw the Dark Lord returning the horrified souls, imprisoning them in the mirror.
"I've waited so long for this. Will you join the Dark Side?" Voldemort smirked cruely. "If you do, I promise you, no harm will come to you. Join the Dark Side with me!"
"Never!" Harry yelled. "My mother died saving me! I will never join forces with you."
The smirk on Voldemort's face was replaced with a cold stare. "Then you will take your place with the rest of your wretched family." Before Harry could send a curse, Voldemort chanted a spell that sent a strong force, knocking Harry into the mirror. No, Harry thought. He was falling into the mirror.
"No!" Harry yelled in vain. He fell deeper into the mirror until he landed into someone's arms. Harry quckly got up to his feet and looked around his surroundings. He was in another place in another time. It seemed to be a large mansion, with the rest of his family. Harry saw the mirror which he had fallen into and rushed to it. There stood Voldemort, in Harry's form.
"NO! Let me out of here!" Harry screamed. Harry's hand grope d his robe pocket for his wand, but finding nothing. Harry looked up at Voldemort and saw him sneering.
"Looking for something?" he laughed in Harry's voice. Voldemort pulled out Harry's wand and gave it a few waves.
Harry's fist slammed on the mirror in the mansion as Voldemort walked away. "Don't try to tire yourself out by slamming on the mirror. You will never get out," Voldemort said, sneering wickedly. He grabbed the invisibility cloak and flung it around his shoulders. Voldemort disappeared from Harry's view. But he still heard the cold laugh in his voice. "The world now rests in my hands, the so-called famous Harry Potter." Voldemort shut the door, leaving Harry a prisoner in the mirror and the world around him.
A/N: I know that this is short but there will be more, I promise. Please read and review!!!
Author's note: This takes place in book 1 ch.12, pg. 194. I've just added a little twist to it. Happy reading!!
As Harry gazed into the mirror, he expected his family to be waving and smiling. Instead, they were looking frantic, making motions that clearly meant for him to get out of the room. Confused and a bit hurt, Harry stood up and looked into the mirror one last time. This time he saw his family being gathered into one dark shadow. Harry peered into the mirror curiously. Suddenly the dark shadow took a step out of the mirror. Harry stepped back in horror.
"Ah, Harry Potter. After eleven long years of waiting," said the hooded figure.
Harry's scar began to burn. He screamed in agony, memories of his infant year flying across his blinding vision. He heard his mother pleading to not kill him, his father yelling to take him and run. Finally, a bright green flash came among his eyes and the buring of his scar. Then the scream of Voldemort as his powers drained out of him.
As he regained his vision, Harry saw the Dark Lord returning the horrified souls, imprisoning them in the mirror.
"I've waited so long for this. Will you join the Dark Side?" Voldemort smirked cruely. "If you do, I promise you, no harm will come to you. Join the Dark Side with me!"
"Never!" Harry yelled. "My mother died saving me! I will never join forces with you."
The smirk on Voldemort's face was replaced with a cold stare. "Then you will take your place with the rest of your wretched family." Before Harry could send a curse, Voldemort chanted a spell that sent a strong force, knocking Harry into the mirror. No, Harry thought. He was falling into the mirror.
"No!" Harry yelled in vain. He fell deeper into the mirror until he landed into someone's arms. Harry quckly got up to his feet and looked around his surroundings. He was in another place in another time. It seemed to be a large mansion, with the rest of his family. Harry saw the mirror which he had fallen into and rushed to it. There stood Voldemort, in Harry's form.
"NO! Let me out of here!" Harry screamed. Harry's hand grope d his robe pocket for his wand, but finding nothing. Harry looked up at Voldemort and saw him sneering.
"Looking for something?" he laughed in Harry's voice. Voldemort pulled out Harry's wand and gave it a few waves.
Harry's fist slammed on the mirror in the mansion as Voldemort walked away. "Don't try to tire yourself out by slamming on the mirror. You will never get out," Voldemort said, sneering wickedly. He grabbed the invisibility cloak and flung it around his shoulders. Voldemort disappeared from Harry's view. But he still heard the cold laugh in his voice. "The world now rests in my hands, the so-called famous Harry Potter." Voldemort shut the door, leaving Harry a prisoner in the mirror and the world around him.
A/N: I know that this is short but there will be more, I promise. Please read and review!!!