Eileen rushed to the Gryffindor common room to join her two best friends. Just as she walked past the propped painting she heard the boys gasp.

"Whoa!" Ron exclaimed.

"My body's gone!" Harry replied, equally as surprised.

"What on Earth do you mean," Eileen questioned, her eyes going wide as all she sees is Harry's floating head. "Oh, Merlin."

"I know what that is. That's an invisibility cloak."

"Duh."

"I'm invisible?" Harry spun around, looking down at himself.

"They're really rare. I wonder who gave it to you?" Eileen set down the bag of leftovers Severus allowed her to bring the boys.

"There was no name. It just said use it well."

Harry and Eileen walk through the dark library and into the Restricted Section. Ron insisted on sleeping. The lamp is put down, and the cloak removed as they search the shelves

"Famous fire eaters, 15th Century, Fiends."

"Flamel, Nicholas Flamel,where are you?"

Harry picks up a book and opens it. A man's face appears from between the pages, which screams madly and loudly. He immediately slams the book shuts and puts it back.

"Quiet!" Eileen shushed him harshly

"Who's there?!" They hear Filch yell out, they whip around and quickly grab his cloak, causing the lamp to fall and shatter. "I know you're in there. You can't hide." They run from the room, breathing heavily, only to see Mrs. Norris, who meows and begins to follow them. Harry and Eileen run around a corner, just as Severus and Quirrell appear. Severus pushes Quirrell into the wall.

"Severus, I-I thought."

"You don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell."

"W-what do you m-mean?"

"You know perfectly well what I mean." Severus senses something which causes the pair to stop breathing. He reached out to grab something, but didn't. He whips his finger back in front of Quirrell's face. "We'll have another chat soon, when you've had time to decide where your loyalties lie." Filch arrives, carrying the broken lantern.

"Oh, Professors. I found this, in the Restricted Section. It's still hot. That means there's a student out of bed." Upon hearing this, Severus and Quirrell dart off. Harry and Eileen rush to a door and open it. On the other side, there is a vast, empty room that has a large mirror in the center, known as the Mirror of Erised. Harry is the first to walk up, alone. He walks over to the mirror, in the reflection, he sees two people appear.

"Mum?" The red headed woman, Eileen knew as Evans, nods. "Dad?" Potter nods and smiles. Harry reaches out to touch them, but only gets the mirror. Then, his mother puts her hand on his shoulder. He puts his own hand on his own shoulders, as if trying to feel her there. As Harry ran back to get Ron, Eileen took her turn, instead she saw herself, alone, it confused her. Why did Harry see his parents but she doesn't see her father?

Harry and Ron rush into the wooden doors, "Come on. Come. Come look, it's my parents!"

"I only see me."

"Look in properly. Go on. Stand there. There. You see them, don't you?"

"That's me! Only, I'm head boy and I'm holding the Quidditch cup! And bloody hell, I'm Quidditch Captain too! I look good. Harry, do you think this mirror shows the future?"

"How can it? Both my parents are dead. What did you see Eileen?"

"Only myself."

The next morning, the current trio sit together besides the Weasley Twins, Fred and Eileen happily discussing pranks.

"Do you like yours, Ron?" George asks, gesturing to his sweater. Ron doesn't answer and turns to Harry.

"Want to play chess?"

"No."

"We go and visit Hagrid?"

"No."

"Harry, I know what you're thinking, but don't. There's something not quite right about that mirror."

Harry nods and Ron turns his attention to George. The next night, Eileen is back in the room where the mirror is, Harry let her borrow his cloak, gazing longingly at the reflection, trying to see more than herself. Dumbledore appears far behind her.

"Back again,Eileen?" She turns around and stands up. "I see that you, like so many before you, have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised. I trust by now you realize what it does. Let me give you a clue. The happiest man on earth would look into the mirror and see only himself, exactly as he is."

"Is that why I'm alone? In the reflection."

"Yes and no. It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desires of our hearts. Now you, who have never known your family, you don't see them standing beside you. You are content, at least this far in your life. But remember this. This mirror gives us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away in front of it, even gone mad. That is why tomorrow it will be moved to a new home, and I must ask you not to go looking for it again. It does not do to dwell on dreams, Eileen, and forget to live."

"What do you see professor?"

"Socks," Dumbledore smiled and Eileen couldn't help but smile back.