Funny, I never thought it would come to this. Sitting here, alone, I watch your reflections in the mirror:

James. Weren't you suppose to live happily ever after with Lily?

Peter. What...what made you do this? I have no answer, no guess, nothing...

Sirius. How could you die? Of us four you were the one who would live forever, weren't you?

They look so happy, your reflections. Smiling, laughing, joking soundlessly.

And I'm there too, with you. We're young there. Fourteen? Fifteen? Perhaps...

I wonder, could we have smiled like that if we had known? I'm not sure.

I sigh and close my eyes, only to open them a second later. It's hard to look away from such happiness, my own lost happiness that I'll never find again. But when I sit here it's almost as if I can touch those emotions again, see them glow.

I raise my hands to my face, to cover my eyes, not block you out, but me. I startle as I feel the tears on my cheeks. Am I crying?

I chuckle, a sad, pathetic sound in the empty silence around me. I now see how men had withered away in front of this mirror.

I could too, watching the reflections from my past through my tears.

Your reflection laughs Sirius, not seeing my grief. The boy you were lets free a cheerful sound I can't hear through the thick walls of the mirror. Wherever you are now I hope you're laughing just like that.

James smiles too. I hope he's with you. Lily too, it would be unbearable otherwise.

And as for you Peter; why did you do this to us, to yourself? Where you always the betrayer? But no matter, next full moon I'll rip your throat with my fangs!

The mirror explodes in a thousand of tiny, glittering, cold pieces.

I look down at my hands.

They're bleeding.

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