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"Translation please," Buffy groaned.

"As I can tell, it seems to be saying, if the prophecy is fulfilled after Dawn is here, Willow has…had her Dark period, Sunnydale has been destroyed and Draco has been given the Dark Mark against his will, then the second part of the prophecy will be spoken by the same prophet as before."

"So that's Professor Trelawney." Dawn pointed out.

"But who to?" What are the 'bright season's sharpest ears'?" Ron wondered.

"I imagine the bright season must be summer….Summer's sharpest ears……"

"It's a pun!" Hermione gasped. "A play on the season summer, but also the last name summer. Who has the best hearing out of you and Buffy, Dawn?"

"Well, Buffy obviously, seeing as she's the Slayer - ohhhh... I get it! She has the sharpest ears of all the Summers. So on the first day of summer, Professor Trelawney will say the prophecy to her."

Harry frowned. "But the first day of summer is ages away. It's the 21st of June or something."

"Not for me it's not," Willow pointed out.

"Willow is right." Giles had begun to polish his glasses. "Although the common Muggle conception is that summer begins on June 21st, that is untrue. As they should realise, seeing as how another name for it is Midusmmer's Day. Summer in the wizarding world and in the Pagan world was always thought to begin on May Day. May is also far more likely to be the month of flowers."

"So, we get to find everything out in May? Cool!" Buffy grinned.

But in the meantime, life seemed to carry on as normal. Everyone returned from their Easter holidays. Lessons started again, both in and out of timetable.

Draco continued his Occlumency lessons, although Harry didn't. The Slytherin hadn't been at the lesson where Harry had sneaked into Snape's Pensieve, so couldn't exactly understand why he was having solo lessons now, but was grateful for it all the same.

People were settling back into the routine of being uncomfortable around each other, especially Harry, Draco and Ron. Finally Buffy, despairing that they would ever get over it, contacted Dumbledore, who promised to come up with an idea.

At last, on the 1st May, whilst Buffy wandered round the castle in search of Trelawney, they were all gathered in the Common Room. There, Faith revealed something sent by Dumbledore. A large, ornate gold mirror. Harry recognised it instantly.

"The Mirror of Erised!"

"I show not your face, but your hearts desire," Dawn read. "What does it do?"

Draco raised his eyebrows at her. She coloured.

"Stupid question?"

"Just a bit. Better question would be, why are we here?"

This was directed at Faith, who in Buffy's absence seemed to be in charge.

"Well, all that good progress we made with the talking session seems to have been lost. So we're gonna do a similar thing, but with the Mirror to help. Everyone is gonna look into it, and tell everyone what they see and, if they have to, explain that."

The teenagers looked less than thrilled at the prospect. As for the adults, they were conspicuous by their absence, with only Faith and Willow there.

Willow sighed. "I'll go first, show you that there is nothing to be afraid of."

She stepped up, and immediately her eyes clouded with sadness.

"I see myself. About a year ago. Before I hurt anyone, before I went evil. I guess that's my heart's desire. To turn back the clock and make it so that I never changed. I love my life now, but I can't get rid of the regret."

She pulled herself together with a visible effort. "Who wants to go next?"

Most people backed away. Luna was left there, staring into space. She seemed vaguely surprised to be left alone. In her own dreamy way, she wandered towards the Mirror.

"I see me, but surrounded by friends. They accept me for who I am, the way that I am. You're there, all of you, and Neville and I are hugging. My mum's there too, and my dad."

Neville stepped up and hugged her in real life, before turning to face the Mirror on his own.

"I see a family dinner. My family. My parents, perfectly sane and well. Me, my gran and… Luna. We're older. I think we're announcing something. My mum just got up and hugged Luna and…"

He stopped speaking abruptly and retreated to the far corner of the room. With a glance at him, Hermione walked over.

"It's me. And everyone else. We're unhurt, but the war is over. Harry and Ginny are hugging and so are Ron and I." She sniffed.

Like Neville, Ron went over to mirror the events of, well, the Mirror. They hugged, and he muttered in her ear.

"We will get through this. All of us, unhurt. And then you'll marry me."

She drew back and stared at him. "You mean that?"

The sixteen year old nodded. "I promise."

To the extreme confusion of the spectators, she hugged him again before returning to her place with a huge smile across her face.

Ron gazed into the mirror.

"It's not even me, it's Hermione. She's presenting her husband with the Order of Merlin, First Class, he's coming up…Merlin! That's me!" Ron's cheeks went scarlet.

Hermione snorted at Ron's shock. Having just proposed to her, did he really think that there was any other way the future was going to turn out? Unless something happened….She forced her mind away from those kind of thoughts in time to see Draco approach the Mirror.

"It's me, like everyone else. I'm older, hugging Dawn. The sun is shining, blah,blah,blah. My arm hasn't got a Mark, and…I think…but it doesn't matter."

About to walk away, he turned back at Faith's glare.

"Alright! Dawn is dressed in a white dress robe. And there are silver stars falling over our heads."

Ron smirked, whilst Hermione and Willow gave an 'awww' of appreciation. However, it was entirely lost on Dawn and Harry.

"Stars?" Dawn asked, confused.

"It's what happens at wizarding weddings," Hermione explained.

"How do you know that?" Harry asked.

The brunette blushed and looked away. Deciding to help her out of her embarrassment Faith went up to the Mirror to distract them.

Faith watched the images in the Mirror. The longing was visible in her eyes.

"There's Robin. And me. We're living in the house we keep trying to buy in Hogsmeade. But we're not alone. There are two kids, twin boys….I think they're our kids. And I think I'm pregnant."

She continued to stare into the Mirror, seeming unwilling to turn away. Eventually though, she shook herself.

"It won't come true if I just gaze at a piece of glass for the rest of my life, though!" She stepped away.

Ginny sighed and stepped over. She gazed into the glass.

"It's me, wearing the uniform of the Holyhead Harpies. I must be on the team. I'm holding a baby too...it's so cute. His hair's all flopping in his eyes, but I don't want to get it cut cos it reminds me of his dad.." She flushed and walked away as quickly as she had approached.

Everyone's gaze turned to Harry.

"Only you left now, Potter." Draco remarked.

Harry stepped up, expecting to see his family again, but not wanting to tell everyone about it. But instead he saw something very different. The image seemed insubstantial, almost grey, but it was clear enough to him.

"The corridor! The one I keep dreaming about. And the shelves, and the globes.."

He was leaning forward, desperate to see how it ended. But Faith interrupted.

"What corridor?" she asked sharply.

"I don't know where it is. Well, it's in the Department of Mysteries, but I don't know where. And it's in a room filled with these dusty globes, and they're all labelled."

"Sounds like the Hall of Prophecy," Draco commented.

When people turned to look at him, he elaborated further. "My dad told me about it. In the Department of Mysteries, there is a Hall where all the prophecies ever made are recorded. The one about you and You-Know-Who, would be there. Dunno why you'd be dreaming about it though."

Willow frowned. "Well, does Voldemort know about the prophecy? He can get into your head, right?"

"Yeah," they chorused.

"So he could send you dreams?"

"Yeah."

"So if he wanted to make you curious about a place, he could send you dreams about it, and make it seem as if it is your heart's deepest desire to find it."

"Why would he bother though? Why not just send a Death Eater to get it."

"Prophecies can only be picked up by people who they refer to. So basically, you or Him. And He's hardly going to go strolling into the Ministry to fetch it, is he?"

Silence resounded as everyone digested this news.

So, thanks to Draco, Harry knows the truth about the dreams now. Will it affect the end? (durn durn durn) Sorry, trying to add dramatic tension. Hope you all liked the Mirror of Erised bit, and agreed with what they would see.

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I'm going to borrow someone else's phrase and tell you that the review button is lonely. It wants you to click it, honest. And who are you to deny the review button its hearts desire and purpose in life? You know what it would see in the Mirror? You clicking it and writing me a nice review, honest.