Chapter Ten; The Dance

Harry slowly opened his eyes and squinted. The light was so bright around him that his eyes were having a very hard time adjusting to it. Was he dead? All of a sudden he heard a voice that he had never heard before. "You shouldn't have come here son." It said. Harry turned his head and saw James Potter slowly walking over to him before reaching out his hand to help him up. "You should have listened to Severus." He told him.

"Dad?" Harry questioned before he grabbed ahold of his hand and allowed him to pull him to his feet. "Am I in Heaven?" he wondered.

"No Harry. You're in the mirror of Erised." His father replied.

"What!?" Harry cried. "But that's impossible! How could I be here?" he questioned.

"Allow me to explain." Harry quickly whirled around. For he had recognized that voice to be that of his mother's. Sure enough he was looking into the same beautiful green eyes that he had remembered and inherited himself.

"Mum." He said as he felt his eyes suddenly welling up with tears.

"You see Harry, this mirror was made by Tom Riddle himself." She told him making him very taken aback and surprised.

"Really?" he questioned her before she nodded at him. "I didn't know that. I mean Hermione said that there was dark magic about it but I didn't think that she was actually right." He said.

"Well she was. Harry, the reason that Voldemort was able to send me here is because he was the one who created it in the first place." His father told him. It also surprised Harry very much that his father used Voldemort's name. That told him that he was right when he assumed that his father was also a great and very brave wizard just like himself.

"So that means that Hermione was right about that too then. You're alive." He said before his father nodded at him.

"Yes Harry I am." He began. "But I'm afraid that I won't be for long." He told him. "You see, the only true way to destroy the darkness in the mirror is to destroy the mirror along with it like a young woman tried to do earlier." He told him.

"But if that's the case, then how do I get out of here?" Harry wondered before he heard another familiar voice.

"You don't." Voldemort hissed before he appeared in a puff of smoke in front of him. "Harry Snape, we meet again." He said before Harry slowly started backing away from him.

"No, it can't be! You're dead! I destroyed you two years ago!" he cried.

"I am very well aware of that Harry since I was there." Voldemort said. "But now you're trapped here forever. And now there's nothing that nobody, not even your precious God or freaky little friends can do about it." He told him as Harry gasped and gaped his mouth wide open at him while his eyes widened in complete and utter horror and astonishment.

"Think again!" Harry and Voldemort quickly turned around to see Ron and Hermione on the other side of the mirror glaring back at him with their wands drawn. "Imperium diligitis!" she exclaimed before a bright light shone out the tip of her wand and a few seconds later Harry felt it swallow him back up and vanished out of the mirror before reappearing beside Ron. "Ron! Now!" she hollered.

"Reducto!" Ron shouted with a wave of his wand before the mirror broke and shattered into a million billion pieces. Harry stared down at it in amazement before turning to look back at his friends. He had so many questions going through his mind that he wanted to ask them, but all he managed to get out was;

"How?"

"Well, to make a long story short I read a very important passage in Important Enchanted Objects From Around The World. And it said that whoever looked into the mirror and wished to be inside the mirror itself would be lost forever." Hermione explained.

"That is unless somebody from the outside said the counter curse." Ron added as Harry looked guiltily at Hermione.

"I'm sorry Hermione, I should have listened to you. You were right." He told her.

"It's alright Harry, nobody blames you for wanting to go in the mirror. I mean after all, they are your parents." She told him.

"Yeah, well from now on if I want to see my parents I'm going to look through my photo album. Until the day when I can see them again and then I'll never have to worry about being parted from them again." He said before he stepped towards her and embraced her tightly. He let out a sniff while blinking away his tears before breaking away from her and rubbing his nose on the back of his hand. "By the way my dad told me that a young woman broke the mirror in the first place. Do you know who she was?" he wondered as Hermione nodded.

"Yes, it was Brittany. It turns out that I'm not the only one who likes to spend my day in the library after all." She told him with a grin.

"Hey, you know what?" Ron began. "We've still got to do our pumpkin." He reminded him as Harry slowly grinned back at him.

"Alright, c'mon, let's go." He told him before all three of them turned around and walked out of Snape's office. "Who would have known that the library would be the thing that would save my life?" he inquired.

"See, I told you that it's important to read." Hermione told him before all three of them burst into laughter and giggles.

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Harry entered the great hall dressed in green except for his pair of black shoes. He also had a green top hat with a four-leaf clover attached to it. "Hey, that's a cool costume." Ron began. "You're a leprechaun right?" he questioned.

"Yeah, and thanks. I like yours too." Harry told him.

"Well, everyone's waiting for us. We better get to our places. The dance can't start if we don't start playing." Ron said before he started walking towards the stage. Harry started following him until Ginny tapped him on top of the shoulder. He quickly turned around and saw that she was dressed up like a princess.

"Hey mister leprechaun, have you seen Harry around here anywhere?" she wondered as Harry smiled at her.

"Are you ready Princess?" he questioned.

"You bet!" she exclaimed as Harry continued smiling at her before she leapt onto the stage and grabbed the microphone. Ron put his electric guitar strap around his shoulder before Harry sat down in front of his drumkit and Ron started playing the first few chords of Dead Man's Party. Everyone started to dance before Harry started to play and Ginny started to sing. For everyone knew that this was going to be a Halloween party that none of them would ever forget.