AN: This is my first fanfiction so please tell me if I made any spelling or grammar mistakes. And tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: Neither DGM, nor Harry Potter belong to me.

Your hearts desire

Silently Harry snuck out of the Gryffindor first years dormitory, his invisibility cloak tightly wrapped around his shoulders.

'I just want to see them one more time. Just once more!'

Without making a sound he ran through the long and confusing hallways of Hogwarts. His destination was an abandoned classroom.

There it was! Just in front of him!

But before Harry could barge into the room and lose himself in the reflections of his family a soft sobbing reached his ears.

The door was already open!

Cautiously he peeked inside and saw his Muggle Defense and Muggle Language teacher kneeling in front of the Mirror of Erised.

Tears poured down his pale face and reddish hair stuck up in every direction possible.

Confused Harry looked to the mirror and froze.

Instead of his family a group of people stood behind the glass.

Most of them were wearing something akin to lab coats muggle scientists would wear. The other few were wearing some kind of black uniform with a silver rose cross on the left side of their chests.

Three people stood out the most.

A girl with long dark green hair and cheerful purple eyes, with the arm of a red haired eyepatch-wearing boy slung around her shoulders. Mischief shone in his lone emerald eye. Next to him stood a tall asian boy (more like young man) with dark blue-ish black hair in a high ponytail, his dark grey eyes slightly narrowed but an almost invisible smile tugging the corners of hus lips upwards.

"L-lenalee...Lavi...K-Kanda...please forgive me...", sobbed Professor Campbell and burried his face in his hands.

Suddenly the asian figure stepped forward and pressed his left hand against the glass.

The red haired teacher looked up and his puffy and reddened eyes widened before he scrambeled to his feet and pulled the white glove off his left hand before pressing it against the glass as well.

A silent gasp escaped Harry when he saw the black skin and the glowing green cross embedded into the flesh. The lips of the asian man moved without emitting a sound.

"I know...aishiteru Yuu", whispered Allen and another tear rolled down his face but a small smile made its way onto his pale lips.