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Hermione ran out of the library and into the cold corridors of Hogwarts. She didn't know where she was going; she just had to get away. She was scared that Snape had seen them. What if he had? That would be terrible. She would be a Gryffindor cast-out, left to her own devices. Potions would be unbearable. What would she do? A sudden pang of fear in the pit of her stomach disrupted her train of thought. Voices, two of them, she could hear the owners' feet heading towards her. It was then that she realised she had no idea where she was! Hermione dived into the nearest classroom, although the door took a bit of forcing, and listened at the door, praying that the people wouldn't go in there. The voices got closer and closer, her heart beat faster and faster and then they slowly got quieter and the footsteps turned to a distant clicking. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief; turned round and slid down the door onto the floor to catch her breath. Something in the corner of her eyes caught her attention. There was a mirror in one corner, surrounded by boxes. Curious, she got up and fought her way through the boxes, spluttering as they sent dust flying in to the air, and stood directly in front of the mirror. She went closer and admired the elaborate carvings in the smooth wood. Her delicate fingers traced the word "ERISED" in beautiful letters, and then she let her hands travel down to the mirror itself and she gazed at her reflection, hand dropping limp by her side. There was something wrong, she still had the same features but there was something different about her. Something in her eyes, a fire burnt fiercely behind them. She gasped aloud as her reflection grinned menacingly while her face didn't change. Then the mirror Hermione changed the way she stood. It was confident and, well, Draco-like. The real Hermione backed away slightly as the surroundings of her in the mirror blurred and a shape came in to view. Draco. He grinned, matching perfectly Hermione, and then extended his hand and placed it gently on her shoulder. Hermione spun around, as she swore she felt it on her own skin, but on seeing nothing there a shiver sped down her spine. Draco moved closer, and swept his hand down her arm, across her back and round her waist. Hermione just couldn't shake the feeling of his hands actually moving across her slender body. In the mirror, Hermione's arm stretched out and a finger beckoned her, asking her to join them, willing her to come into their world. Then, she laughed. Not a normal laugh, but an evil laugh. Draco laughed too, and flames erupted around them, sending shadows dancing around the classroom. Something pulled on Hermione's heart, but Hermione wouldn't succumb to the desire. Flames still burning, the mirror images faded further and further away until the real Hermione came back into focus. Shaking, she made her way towards the door and stepped back out into the corridors again. Hermione didn't know the time, or where she was, and was scared. She had no clue as to her whereabouts and it was getting cold. After that episode, she never wanted to find her way back to that room again so didn't bother tracing her path. On arriving at the Gryffindor common room, she saw Ron and Harry sitting by the fire in an armchair. Hermione stared and blinked, as she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Both fast asleep, Harry had his arm around Ron's shoulders and Ron was snuggled up in Harry's chest. Then she smiled, they looked so cute. Getting a camera from her room she took a photo, she had to keep a memory of this!
So . . . R&R!!! I need reviews, I crave them. Constructive criticism wanted. Please!
Hermione ran out of the library and into the cold corridors of Hogwarts. She didn't know where she was going; she just had to get away. She was scared that Snape had seen them. What if he had? That would be terrible. She would be a Gryffindor cast-out, left to her own devices. Potions would be unbearable. What would she do? A sudden pang of fear in the pit of her stomach disrupted her train of thought. Voices, two of them, she could hear the owners' feet heading towards her. It was then that she realised she had no idea where she was! Hermione dived into the nearest classroom, although the door took a bit of forcing, and listened at the door, praying that the people wouldn't go in there. The voices got closer and closer, her heart beat faster and faster and then they slowly got quieter and the footsteps turned to a distant clicking. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief; turned round and slid down the door onto the floor to catch her breath. Something in the corner of her eyes caught her attention. There was a mirror in one corner, surrounded by boxes. Curious, she got up and fought her way through the boxes, spluttering as they sent dust flying in to the air, and stood directly in front of the mirror. She went closer and admired the elaborate carvings in the smooth wood. Her delicate fingers traced the word "ERISED" in beautiful letters, and then she let her hands travel down to the mirror itself and she gazed at her reflection, hand dropping limp by her side. There was something wrong, she still had the same features but there was something different about her. Something in her eyes, a fire burnt fiercely behind them. She gasped aloud as her reflection grinned menacingly while her face didn't change. Then the mirror Hermione changed the way she stood. It was confident and, well, Draco-like. The real Hermione backed away slightly as the surroundings of her in the mirror blurred and a shape came in to view. Draco. He grinned, matching perfectly Hermione, and then extended his hand and placed it gently on her shoulder. Hermione spun around, as she swore she felt it on her own skin, but on seeing nothing there a shiver sped down her spine. Draco moved closer, and swept his hand down her arm, across her back and round her waist. Hermione just couldn't shake the feeling of his hands actually moving across her slender body. In the mirror, Hermione's arm stretched out and a finger beckoned her, asking her to join them, willing her to come into their world. Then, she laughed. Not a normal laugh, but an evil laugh. Draco laughed too, and flames erupted around them, sending shadows dancing around the classroom. Something pulled on Hermione's heart, but Hermione wouldn't succumb to the desire. Flames still burning, the mirror images faded further and further away until the real Hermione came back into focus. Shaking, she made her way towards the door and stepped back out into the corridors again. Hermione didn't know the time, or where she was, and was scared. She had no clue as to her whereabouts and it was getting cold. After that episode, she never wanted to find her way back to that room again so didn't bother tracing her path. On arriving at the Gryffindor common room, she saw Ron and Harry sitting by the fire in an armchair. Hermione stared and blinked, as she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Both fast asleep, Harry had his arm around Ron's shoulders and Ron was snuggled up in Harry's chest. Then she smiled, they looked so cute. Getting a camera from her room she took a photo, she had to keep a memory of this!
So . . . R&R!!! I need reviews, I crave them. Constructive criticism wanted. Please!
