WIKTT Mirror of Erised 100 Word Challenge

Everything is J.K. Rowlings

I walked into that room with every expectation of finding a student involved in some clandestine meeting. Instead, I saw a mirror, standing alone in the quiet room. When I moved closer I saw a girl—the girl. Curly hair, liquid eyes, and a soft smile.

"Darling Hermoine..." An endearment escapes my lips, as I gaze, enraptured.

I hear a gasp, and frantic footsteps while the supposed Erised Mirror reverts to a hand mirror. Reaching out automatically, my hand catches on silky fabric and she is there. As they flee down the hallway, she glances back at me with fear.