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What Dumbledore REALLY saw in the Mirror of Erised.

I'm not sure if what I write is really what happened in the books, so sorry if its not, didn't mean to offend anyone.

Review pleeeeezzzz!!!!!!

He heard the door open and a small figure step into the classroom.

//Harry?//

Thoughts raced through his head.

//What is he doing out at night? In his Father's cloak no less. Harry. You're lucky I care for you so much.//

He watched carefully as Harry placed himself in front of the mirror. He looked confused, he turned around as if looking for something, then turned back and reached for the mirror.

"Mom?"

He whispered.

"Dad?"

He whispered again.

Albus smiled.

//He can see them, he can finally see them.//

Albus watched for several minutes until Harry left. Silently he got up and walked over to the mirror and took a glance in it. He quickly turned away.

//A promise is a promise Albus. Don't let it get to you.//

And he walked away, only to return the next night, to find Harry already there, but with a friend.

//Oh, No! Now he's bringing someone else into this mess. But I'm very curious as to what Mr. Weasley is going to see in the Mirror.//

So he watched, watched as Ron explained to Harry what he had seen. And he smiled.

//Of course, the brother that stands out. I should have known.//

Then he watched as Ron asked a particular question.

"Do you think this mirror shows the future Harry?"

//He's too excited. Poor Harry.//

And he listened to Harry's response.

"How can it? Both of my parent's are dead."

//Nice answer Harry, but I can see the pain in your eyes.//

He shook his head and watched both of the boys return to their common rooms. He stepped forward and took another glance in the Mirror.

//No Albus, don't let it get to you. Never let it get to you.//

And so he shoved the image out of his mind again and returned the next night to find Harry in there already.

//Obviously Ron didn't like the Mirror that much.//

He smiled and spoke up, finally.

"Back again Harry?"

And so they went through the conversation of what Harry had seen in the mirror, Albus holding his tounge, while explaining the meaning of the Mirror to Harry. But then Harry asked the question that Albus did not expect.

"What do you see in the Mirror Professor?"

"Me? I see my self holding a pair of thick woolen socks."

He studied the look on Harry's face and decided to go into more explanation.

"You can never have enough socks."

And so he told him to get back to his room and to get some sleep and never come looking for it again.

//Though, unfortunately I know you will have another encounter with it.//

He watched as Harry left and got in front of the Mirror for the last time and studied the Picture in the Mirror.

There he was, him and Harry, hugging, laughing, together, always together.

//Think woolen socks. Albus, how could you lie to him like that? How could you lie to Harry?//

He hung his head low and transported the Mirror to the Chamber at the end of the obstacles. He took one last look at it and sighed.

//How could you lie to your own Grandson?//