Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
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I show not you face but your hearts desire.
Even though I look but a mirror I am so much more. For
Reality, I do not do best but
In dreams is what I
Show. People will waste before me for
Eternity.
Dreamers come and waste away while the wise look only once.
Sometimes I'm confusing,
True, some don't figure me out. They
Rummage for an
Answer that only some can riddle out.
Everyone wants something. Some
Hearts desire money and for other's love or
Royalty. But only few desires come as
Unselfish as can be.
Only those naïve or
Young can be
Truly fooled by my false reflections.
Until my end I will never
Be useful in any way I once thought.
Ever.
Came the day I finally got a use.
Albus Dumbledore wanted me to protect
From those driven by greed.
Rare were those wanting the stone
Unselfishly.
On the day Quirrel and
Young Harry came
To fight over my ward.
Oh, young Harry was brave and
Noble to fight and win that powerful stone.
Woe is me for I am
Once again useless.
However, I
Still cannot change what
I am destined to be.