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The Mirror Of Erised scene.

Harry sat there watching his parents in the mirror smiling at him. He smiled back at them. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there staring at his family.

Suddenly, an old man Harry had never seen in the mirror before appeared behind his parents, he was smiling at Harry. Harry was sure he was looking at his grandfather. They continued smiling at each other for at least five minutes. Suddenly, his grandfather opened his mouth and spoke.

'Back again, Harry?' He asked. Harry jumped.

'Blimey! You can talk.' said Harry standing up and looking more intensely at his grandfather. He noticed that his grandfather had a big long beard, wore a pair of half-moon glasses that made him looked ridiculously like Dumbledore.

'I see that you, like many others have discovered the delights of this mirror.' THe old man spoke again.

'And you - you're my grandfather, aren't you?' asked Harry knocking lightly on the mirror, 'Mum? Dad?'

'No, Harry. I'm your headmaster, headmaster of Hogwarts.' said the old man.

'Wow. I never knew that. Wait till Malfoy hears about this, really. My grandfather, headmaster of Hogwarts.' said Harry happily admiring the mirror.

'Merlin's beard Harry, I'm Albus Dumbledore. Your headmaster' said the old man still grinning at him.

'Cool! Your name even sound like Professor Dumbledore's.' said Harry looking amused. 'Wait a minute, you can't be my grandfather, my grandfather can't be a Dumbledore. He'd be a Potter or a Evans.'

'Yes Harry. Now would you please kindly turn around and-' said the old man but was interrupted by Harry.

'Ah! I know! You must be my great-grandfather. Wow!' said Harry.

'Please Harry, I'm not your great-grandfather. I'm Professor Dumbledore.' said the old man smiling and humming, ' I see myself holding a sock. But how do I get it?'

'Wicked! Then you must be my great-great-grandfather then.' said Harry. He watched the old man sighed and walked away.