Black Walnut
To possess a Black Walnut wand you must be honest with yourself.
Lee breathed deeply and leaned his head against the classroom door. It was a moment before he looked up and saw that the room he had escaped into was one he had never been in before. There was dust adorning the desks and cobwebs covering the chairs. The board was missing chalk and left in an awful state of disrepair.
Lee wondered what corridor he had ran down; as he tried to figure out the route he took in his head. The Weasley twins had turned left on the marble staircase while he had turned right. That meant he was...lost. How long had he been at Hogwarts now? This would be his third year and still he hadn't learned every passage in the school. How Fred and George knew every crack and crevice in the castle amazed him. He was sure they were cheating somehow.
Deciding to stay in the abandoned classroom, Lee would wait until Professor Snape had calmed down considerably. They had barely escaped the dungeon bats' wrath, as they had sprinted for their lives. He was lucky as he was still covered in their latest prank; the sticky gooey mess had rooted him to the floor. The substance could not be spelled away and trying to scrub it off only made it worst. The twins were quite ingenious with their inventions and Lee was only too happy to cause a distraction as the trap was set.
Having had caught his breath, Lee decided to explore the unfamiliar classroom. Walking around the room, it was pretty average, nothing that could occupy him for a couple of hours. After the second repetition around the desks, a large moth-eaten sheet, at the back, caught Lee's notice. He strolled over to his new source of amusement and wondered what could be hidden underneath. Tugging quickly, the sheet fell down in waves, rippling around the base of a large object. Lee stood back and admired his discovery.
It was a golden wrought mirror, as high as the classroom ceiling, with ornate detailing around its frame. Lee saw cursive writing engraved at the top as he squinted to read what it said.
"Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi," Lee spoke aloud.
He pondered the meaning for a moment. Was it some kind of Latin? Lee then broke into a large grin as he figured out that the words were written in reverse.
"Let's see. Is-no...I show...no-not your face but...you-your heart's desire? I show you not your face but your heart's desire."
Lee stepped forward and peered deeply into the mirror, wondering what he wanted most of all. The image of him shone brightly back, as the mirror Lee waved cheerfully to a hidden person. Suddenly Fred or was it George, Lee couldn't tell, stepped into the picture. This made mirror Lee very happy, especially when the two figures embraced and started to kiss energetically.
The real Lee was shocked. This couldn't be what he most desired. He was a boy! Boys aren't supposed to like other boys! It wasn't natural. He should like girls. Lee knew that was a lie though, as his true desires were splayed across the mirror.
Lee looked away; he couldn't bear to see the condemning images anymore. He panicked. The twins were his friends; he didn't have any special feelings for them. He didn't want to run his fingers through their red hair. Or caress the smooth lines of their jaws. Or to...no-no he wasn't like that. He wasn't...gay! Lee shivered as he thought about the word gay. What would everyone say if they caught him thinking like this? The insults would be never ending and the twins! The twins would never speak to him again.
Lee backed away from the mirror.
He wasn't...
He couldn't be...
He ran.
