Title: Concerning Mirrors and Reflections

Summary: Professor Trelawney is in charge of Valentine's Day this year. What happens when she bewitches roses to lead you to your soul mate? (Slash)

Genre(s): Fluff, Slash, Romance

Books Referenced: None in particular

Warning(s): Contains slash.

Disclaimer: Not mine. *points to JKR* Hers.

A/N: Yay!! 151 reviews! I feel so luvvered!! *huggles all of her reviewers* This chap's for you! ....Just like all the others, I reckon...enjoy!

A/N II: I know I messed up with the timing...the story is supposed to start on a Thursday, Valentine's Day is supposed to be Friday, Potions and the day scrolls on Saturday, and so on and so forth. But I'm lazy and just made Friday and Saturday one day. So nyah. ^_^ It's not specifically mentioned, and no one but ME could notice it...but they have Divination on Wednesday and Saturday...not Wednesday and Thursday...my bad. =p I'm still not changing it.



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Harry and Seamus entered the common room and were quickly dealt their hands for Exploding Snap (A/N: Don't you love it when someone says "Exploding Snape"? XD). The game of Exploding Snap involved putting certain cards on top of certain piles and trying to get rid of your hand before anyone else or before the piles exploded. It was a complicated game, but luckily everyone playing knew how to play it. Halfway through the first game, however, Harry found that he could not concentrate at all. He put his hand into the central 'Hat Pile', excused himself, and left the room via the dormitory stairwell.

Several minutes later, Hermione also excused herself as well and headed towards the dorms. She knocked on the door to the boys' dorm and waited. A moment later, Harry's head poked out of it.

"Oh...hi, Hermione. I was just going to come downstairs to talk to you, but I didn't want to interrupt your game," he said.

"It's okay," Hermione replied. "I needed to talk to you, too." Harry opened the door wider and motioned for the bushy haired girl to come in. "You didn't come in Gryffindor Tower in your Invisibility Cloak earlier, did you?"

"No, I haven't used it since Ron and I raided the kitchen at New Years', and I took it off before we reached the Tower...why?" Hermione frowned, then proceeded to tell Harry exactly what happened.

"I think," she said slowly, finishing her tale, "that we need to talk to Malfoy."

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The two didn't get a chance to get away from the group until much later that evening. Hermione and Harry sat outside of the Slytherin dungeons under the Invisibility Cloak, waiting for a Slytherin to open the door. The two Gryffindors hoped to sneak in as the entrace hole closed, or to hear the password as someone gave it. However, such rule-breaking was not nessecary, because the first person to appear was none other than Draco Malfoy. As soon as the portrait hole was completely closed, Harry snuck up to him and put an invisible hand over the blond Slytherin's mouth.

"Draco," Harry hissed, "We need to talk." Draco looked around for the invisible Harry.

"Harry?" he asked, the hand removed from his mouth. Harry pushed the cloak away from his face so that it was visible.

"We need to talk," he said again. "Follow us."

"Us?" asked Draco, but the sound of invisible footsteps was already fading away. Draco shook his head and hurried after them. The footsteps soon proved hard to follow, however, so Draco halted and called out to Harry. "This is too hard," he complained. "Can't you find another way to lead me?" The air gave no response for a moment or two, but eventually a faint humming song could be heard a few feet away. Draco followed the quiet song down a hallway, up some stairs, and through a door. The air near him shimmered and Harry and Hermione became visible.

"Sorry for grabbing you," said Harry, "and for being under the cloak and all, but I didn't think a Slytherin would want to be caught roaming the halls with a couple of Gryffindors."

"It's okay," Draco said, smiling. "Just...next time, say something first, okay? I thought you were Blaise for a second." Hermione opened her mouth as though to say something, then seemed to think better and closed it. Draco and Harry looked at her. "What?" asked Draco.

"Blaise....he has an Inivisibility Cloak?" asked Hermione.

"Yes," Draco said. "He got it for Christmas a few years ago. Why?" Hermione shook her head.

"Have you seen him doing anything strange lately?" Draco glanced at Harry, who nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Actually," said Draco, "I have. Slytherins, as a general rule, don't trust anyone, while always seeing ways to betray their friends. Blaise in particular is very much a Slytherin. He steals, lies, cheats, if it's nasty, Blaise probably does it. I suppose the first odd thing he did was to begin stealing class notes to recopy and sell to people. This in itself isn't strange, as most Slytherins will do anything for money. What WAS odd, however, was that he was very particular about whose notes he stole. He only stole my notes, and he only stole your notes, Harry. He stopped taking mine after I made it clear that I wouldn't put up with it. But instead of choosing someone else to steal from, to make up the difference, he continued to steal only yours." There was a small silence. Then:

"But that's not right...Ron has been trying to use my notes for years and still hasn't figured my handwriting out. Even the teachers can't read my writing, unless I write in print." Draco frowned.

"I can read your writing," he said. "But then, everything you've written that I've read was in print - your notes were not. This is very interesting." Draco then filled them in on what happened in the hallway the day Blaise disappeared in the washroom.

"That was the day that someone was in Gryffindor Tower with a cloak! At first, I thought it was Harry, but he says he hasn't used his cloak since New Years'. Also, that same day, someone was in the girls' dorm. They were in my trunk."

"How do you know?" asked Harry curiously.

"Because there is a spell on my trunk that records whoever goes into it," she explained. "Plus, the little thread I wedged into the lid was gone."

"You stuck a thread in the lid?" asked Draco incredulously.

"Slytherins are not the only distrustful ones," Hermione said bluntly. Draco pouted at Hermione.

"I know that, Granger," he said in a falsely hurt voice. Harry smiled faintly to himself and began pacing the room. After a few moments of silence, Hermione finally said something.

"I propose we watch him, see what he does, and - Harry, could you sit down?? You're making me nervous!" Harry sat down and began jiggling his foot. "I think," Hermione continued, "that I read about a tracking spell somewhere, though I seem to remember it being very difficult. I'll have to look it up again. Until then, I think you should try to figure out why Blaise likes Harry's notes so much, Malfoy." Draco nodded.

"Anyone have any other ideas?" he asked. Harry and Hermione shook their heads. In mid-shake, however, Harry froze, thenthrew the cloak over himself and Hermione.

"It's Blaise," he hissed. The two Gryffindors held their breath as Blaise entered the room.

"Hello, Draco," said Blaise in a falsely pleasant tone that fooled no one.

"Hello, Zabini," replied Draco in an equally false, if better concealed, voice. Only Harry could tell he was not sincere.

"Where is Potter?" asked Blaise walking further into the room. "I saw him just a moment ago, in that mirror. The second I came into the room and saw you, the reflection disappeared. He is here, in an Invisibility Cloak!" (A/N: He sounded SO Snape just then! XD) Blaise narrowed his eyes at Draco, who returned a glare so fierce that Harry was surprised Blaise hadn't fallen over from it.

"You sure like talking about Potter a lot, Blaise...," said Draco calmly.

"No, I don't. Besides, you're the one who is always nancing about with him these days," Blaise shot back. Draco continued as though the other Slytherin hadn't said a word.

"...And as for your question, I have no earthly idea where Potter is. Why should I? Perhaps you are seeing things, as well, for I have done no nancing, as you call it, with or without Potter. Maybe you should visit Madam Pomfrey and get your eyes checked." Blaise sneered, uncrossed his arms, and slunk out of the room. Draco went to the door and looked out of it as Harry and Hermione removed the cloak.

"How did you know it was Blaise?" asked Draco. "You were behind the door."

"I saw him in the mirror in the corner when we were moving away from the door when Blaise was pushing it farther open. He must have had his cloak, because he just appeared on the glass." Harry paused. "I need to do some research. Do what you can, okay?"

"It's getting late Harry...you need to get sleep before you do anything," Hermione suggested gently. As if to prove her right, Harry felt suddenly tired and yawned widely.

"Granger's right," Draco agreed. "Let's meet here again tomorrow during morning break. I'll watch Blaise until then." Harry nodded.

"Thanks," he said. He threw the invisibility cloak over Hermione, then ducked under it himself. Invisible footsteps shuffled through the door and faded. Draco, after a moment, walked out of the room as well and headed to his dormitory.

Not long after, the mirror in the room hummed quietly as it displayed images to a cloaked unseen figure crouched in front of it. Blaise Zabini had discovered the wonders of the Mirror of Erised.



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TBC



A/N: I'm so slow. I've just now realised that "Erised" backwards is "Desire". Aptly named, I guess. I had a lot of time while I was in In- School Suspension to write, so I've written three more chapters. Go me! I'll be typing them up and releasing them in the course of the next few weeks. I've actually got a real plot now, isn't that great! ^_^ Sorry it took me so long to update again, but I had to redo my website as the green was getting on my nerves.