I forced my eyes open and sat straight up in bed, hearing church bells ring out the time in the distance. Three in the morning.
I wanted to go back to sleep, but decided that it was more important to save Chichiri from the volcano of rage we have come to call Celestial Princess, so I gently woke him up.
"What is it no da?" he asked, sleepily opening his good eye. "I was having a good dream about Celestial Princess. I had her back and I was happy. We both were no da. Why did you wake me up to this bleak reality?"
"Because I may be able to give it back to you," I replied. Chichiri looked more awake now. He jumped up and grabbed his bathrobe.
"Then let's go no da! Why didn't you say so in the first place?"
As we were going, I reached into Harry's trunk and pulled out his invisibility cloak. I found a pen and scribbled an explanation of where his cloak had gone on a piece of parchment. I left the note on his bedside table and exited the boys' dorms with Chichiri.
When we got to the common room, I realized we had to find a way to get Celestial Princess down to the common room with us without going up the stairs to the girls' dorms. I thought about what to do for a few minutes, then decided I should probably make Chichiri shape-shift into some kind of flying creature, fly to the window of the dorm where Celestial Princess was, and somehow bring her downstairs.
I explained my plan to Chichiri and he shape-shifted into a small bird, then flew out the window towards the girls' dorms. Pretty soon, Celestial Princess came down the stairs in an oversized t-shirt and green tartan pajama pants.
"What happened, Hotohori?" she asked me, barely awake. "I heard you wanted to talk to me."
"Where'd you hear that?" I asked.
"A little birdy told me. So, why did you ask for me at this hour?"
"Because of this," I said, throwing Harry's invisibility cloak around both of us. Celestial Princess' eyes became wide as she saw I had Harry's invisibility cloak with me.
We started walking out of the common room. Chichiri shape-shifted into a fly and landed on my shoulder just before the cloak engulfed Celestial Princess and I.
Celestial Princess and I started walking. I knew exactly where I was going, but I could see in Celestial Princess' eyes that she had no clue where I was leading her. I knew she wanted to ask me, so I whispered to her I wasn't leading her into danger and everything was going to be alright. She calmed down, but not much.
When we finally got to that small room behind a tapestry showing a very artistic impression of Harry Potter defeating Voldemort, I threw off the invisibility cloak and looked around the tiny, windowless room.
The room looked the exact same from last time I was there. There were no chairs, only a single cushion on the floor, a few inches front of a giant mirror.
"I don't believe it," Celestial Princess said in awe, all the tiredness suddenly wiped from her face. "It's the Mirror of Erised, isn't it?" She started reading the nonsense inscription at the top of the frame. "It is!" she cried. "Oh, my God, this is amazing!"
She walked all the way around the mirror, inspecting every single square inch, sometimes reaching out her hand and running her fingers over the smoothness of it. When she was done inspecting the mirror, she stood in front of it and looked into the glass.
"I can sense very strong magic there, no da," Chichiri, who was still a fly on my shoulder, whispered. "I'm not sure what that mirror does, but it's powerful."
Celestial Princess, who had been looking very intently into the mirror this whole time, now had her hands up, palms flat against the glass, looking like she wanted to caress whoever or whatever she saw on the other side.
"Who's on the other side?" I asked her. I hoped she would say Chichiri, because I had a plan which was: bring Celestial Princess to the Mirror of Erised with Chichiri in disguise, let her look in the mirror, ask her who she saw, and if she said Chichiri, I could put them back together.
She looked back at me with longing in her eyes and said, so low I could barely catch what she was saying, "Chichiri."
Perfect, I thought. Everything is going according to plan.
"Why?" I asked, feigning curiosity. "I thought you didn't love him anymore."
"Hotohori," she asked me, her hands on her hips, "do you even know how this mirror works?"
"Not really," I answered truthfully.
She sighed and shook her head, like I was stupid. Then she began a lecture about the mirror.
"This mirror is called the Mirror of Erised. The inscription on the top says 'I show not your face but your heart's desire'. It shows no truth, just what you want to see. According to Dumbledore, many men have gone crazy while looking at it. It's like a drug; dangerous and addictive."
"So you want Chichiri."
She looked up at me, a sad, hopeless smile on her face. "Yes."
I smiled shrewdly and took the small fly off my shoulder. The fly immediately shifted back into Chichiri.
"Is this what you're looking for?" I asked her.
Celestial Princess' eyes brightened. In less than a second, all the sadness that had been hovering around her for the past week or so disappeared.
"Chichiri!" she cried, diving for the monk. She enveloped him in a tight hug and smiled broadly. "Never ever leave me again."
Chichiri rolled his good eye. "With the way you treat people who are mad at you, I don't think I'll be doing that any time soon no da."
She blushed. "I'm sorry about that. I really am."
"It's O.K. no da. We have each other and that's all that matters, right?"
I figured I should go before all the sappy romance killed me. I started to leave when Celestial Princess grabbed my arm. When I turned around, she hugged me tightly
"Thank you, Hotohori," she said. "You made me so happy." When she pulled away I noticed tears in her eyes.
Chichiri circled his hands around her waist. "Let's go back now, no da."
Celestial Princess turned around and smiled at him. "In a second." She then started kissing him. I'm not talking about a quick peck on the lips. I'm talking about the kind of kiss that you only see people do in the privacy of their own homes or on whorehouses.
I thought it was great that they were back together again, but all this kissing was making me sick.
"You guyyyyyyyyyyyyyyys!" I whined. They, of course, didn't listen.
A/N: I'm really sorry this took so long to post. I've been going through some major (obviously) Writer's Block. I decoded to start writing again when I got inspired to do a possible sequel. My only fear is that the sequel is going to turn out to be too much like SS+3.
gndg: I'm not dense and I apologized! So there!
MRT: I know! Mayb we should use them in another story... hmmm... *evil smile*
tensai-yuki: Now you see! What did you think?
TOaA: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Angela: Thank you! I guess he kinda did, but Chichiri was sort of supposed to be someone else... hehehehehe.
