Draco shrugged. "Why don't we go down that corridor and see if they've taken the stuff away yet?" he said mischievously, a glint in his grey eyes. "Unless you're scared."

"I'm not scared, but I'm not going down there! Father would kill us!" Harry said stubbornly.

Draco grinned. "Does he have to know?"

"As I said earlier, what are we supposed to do, lie to him? Not happening Draco, I'm not getting into trouble!" Harry folded his arms and glared at his twin.

"Who says we're going to lie? If he asks, we went exploring. We don't have to tell him where."

"He'd still be able to tell and you know it!" Harry protested.

Draco sighed. "Fine, fine. Why don't we...oh, I don't know...try and find out what's in McGonagall's office or something?"

Harry dissolved into laughter. "Will you please try to come up with a suggestion that wont get us into trouble please?"

"And I thought you lived for trouble," Draco said, in a fairly accurate impression of their Father's voice. Then he dissolved into laughter as well.

Harry also laughed. "Please don't do that again!" Harry requested. 'that's just too scary!" He mock punched his brother on the arm.

Draco mock punched Harry's arm back. "Five points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all," he mocked, grinning.

"And five points from Slytherin for mistaking me for Hermione! I'm highly insulted!" Harry joked.

Draco doubled over in laughter. "Well, it is an easy mistake to make," he commented. Harry just glared at his twin, or attempted to glare, it was difficult when he was smiling. Draco gave him one more grin before taking off down the corridor at a run. Harry pursued him. "You take that back right this instant!" he yelled at his twin. Draco's only answer was laughter.

After a good ten minutes of running through the halls and laughing, Harry and Draco finally sat down on another set of steps, panting breathlessly. They were in an area of the castle they only briefly knew.

"Where are we, anyway, Harry?" Draco asked. "I think I've been around here before, but I don't really recognize the place..."

"Not sure," Harry answered, standing up. "Want to explore?" Without waiting for an answer he opened one of the doors on the corridor. "Looks like an unused classroom."

Draco poked his head inside. "Yeah...unused...I wonder what could be in here, anyway?" He walked inside and began to look around. "Hey, Harry, what's this?"

Harry looked at his twin. "Haven't a clue…"

Draco stared at the object, draped in a white sheet, and looked up. It was taller than he was. He pulled the sheet off. Before him stood a mirror...

Harry didn't quite stifle a gasp. "Oh boy…" he trailed off.

Draco turned to his twin. "What is it, Harry?" he asked curiously.

Harry was, however, already backing towards the door. "I don't think we should be in here Drake. We're going to get in trouble!" he sounded panicky.

"Where's your Gryffindor courage, Harry?" Draco asked, teasing. "Is something the matter? What's this mirror, anyway?" He looked into it, and gasped. He saw his Father standing arm in arm with a red-haired woman he didn't recognize, her stunning green eyes nearly blinding him...and he was standing in front of them, Harry next to him. At least, he was pretty sure it was them...the mirror seemed to be a bit hazy, he couldn't really make out their features...he wondered if that had anything to do with the charms placed on them.

Harry stifled a sigh. "ok, what do you see!" he demanded.

Draco turned to him. "I see...Father and a woman with red hair, standing together," he said slowly. "And us...at least I think it's us, I can't really tell, maybe the mirror's fogged up? Why?"

"You see us with mum and dad?" Harry asked, remembering that the first time he had looked in the mirror he had saw his mum and James Potter, back when he had thought that James Potter was his Father and when he hadn't known that Draco was his twin.

Draco looked at him. "Is that Mum?" he asked quietly. "I thought it had to be...but I wasn't sure..." He choked back tears. So that was his mum...their mum...he wondered what it would be like if the mirror showed truth...if they could have all been alive together. "Harry, what do you know about this mirror, anyway?" Draco demanded. "Sounds like you've seen it before!"

"Yeah I have," Harry admitted quietly. "And I promised Professor Dumbledore that I wouldn't go looking for it again!" Harry said and left the room at a very quick pace. By the time Draco followed him Harry was sat halfway down the stairs at the other end of the corridor. Draco sat down next to his twin.

"You didn't go looking for it, Harry," Draco pointed out. "You just found it. That's not the same thing." He lay a hand on his brother's arm. "Hey...what did you see before? This was before you knew that Father was our dad, right?"

"Which time?" Harry asked, receiving a shocked look from Draco.

"You've seen it more than once?" Draco asked. "How many times?"

"About four," Harry told him, dully.

Draco's eyes widened. "Wow..." Then he looked at his twin more closely. "What's wrong, Harry?"

Harry just shook his head, not trusting his voice if he spoke. Draco shifted closer to Harry on the step and wrapped his arm around his twins shoulders, not at all sure of what was going on. Harry gave a little sigh. "I suppose you could say the last time I saw the mirror it helped me to defeat Quirrell..." he admitted quietly. Draco just gaped at him.

"What?" he asked shakily.

"You don't know what that mirror is, do you?" Harry asked.

Draco shook his head. "No, I don't know what it is. Do you?"

Harry nodded. "Professor Dumbledore explained it to me. It's the Mirror of Erised."

Draco stared. "The Mirror of what?"

"Spell it backwards," Harry said with a laugh

Draco took a minute to think. "Desire?"

"Uh huh," Harry confirmed.

Draco considered this. "So...the mirror shows...our desires?"

"Uh huh," Harry said again.

"Hmm..." Draco fell silent, thinking. "Would it have showed what we really looked like if I'd wished to see that?"

"I doubt it," Harry said. "It doesn't show the truth… nor the future… And besides, we're not going back in there to find out!"

"What time is it now, anyway?" Draco asked finally, after staring straight ahead and not saying anything for about a minute.

Harry looked at his watch and paled. "Err… Draco?" he asked.

Draco looked up. "What?" he said, a little nervous at his brother's tone of voice.

"I don't know what we've been doing but it's half one and we still have to get back - we've so completely missed lunch!" Harry practically yelped.

"That's not good," Draco gasped, racing for the dungeons. "We are SO dead..."