Title: Looking Glass
Author: LupinLovesTonks
Rated: PG13 - R
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters are trademarks of JK Rowling. No money was made from the writing of this fic.
Summary: They both craved love and adventure outside of what everyone said they were. But do the things Hermione crave truly lie through the looking glass?
Additional: We all know Hermione Granger is the smartest witch of the age at Hogwarts. But what she truly wants is nothing more than love to make all her studying seem worthwhile. But on the other side of the looking glass, Hermione still has all the grades to make a Ravenclaw jealous and desires the same things as the one she sees in the mirror each night. But when Mirror Hermione convinces Real Hermione to change places. Will the real Hermione like what greets her on the other side?

Chapter One - Contact

She sighed dejectedly as she looked at her reflection. Glancing right and left over her shoulder she lifted her new square mirror in front of her face. The girl in the mirror smiled sweetly and did a cute little wave. Hermione lowered the mirror with a slight gasp.

"It works," she breathed.

"Well of course it does. Let me look at you when we're talking please," said the other girl.

Hermione lifted the mirror again. Her reflection beamed proudly. "You have to admit, even for the magical world this is rather mind boggling." The reflection nodded but continued smiling happily. "Can Muggles do this?"

"Certainly. If they're mind is open enough. Most people, magical and Muggle, don't realize what they are capable of doing with mirrors. They just accept the mundane excuse that they're just seeing themselves when in actually"

"They're seeing another self," Hermione finished. "And the mirrors in the common room? When it tells us how we could fix ourselves?"

"Oh, it's just been charmed with a voice to do that," the other girl grinned. "But when you look at yourself and your reflection replies… That's us. We're very aware of you whether you think it or not." The other girl leaned forward and bumped her head against the glass. "Ouch. Forgive me. I was just wanting to see if your side looked any different."

Curiously innocent, Hermione thought. She wondered how long her reflection had been wanting to peer into her world. "This place is rather dull at times," Hermione offered. "What about there? How are things on your side? Are you and Harry and Ron friends?"

"Of course silly," the reflection chuckled. "Are they as kind there as they are here?"

"I'm not sure. Are they nice there?"

"Of course they are," the reflection sighed. "They're wonderful friends. The only ones that stick up for me, you know. I love them both dearly."

"The book," Hermione muttered. "'The ones that reflect who they truly are, accept who they are'. Do my eyes really look so dark and sad?"

"If you accepted and loved who you really are you wouldn't be talking to your reflection," the reflection commented dryly. "So what do you do when you're away from the mirror?"

Hermione was taken aback for a moment. Of course, how silly of her. She couldn't have expected her reflection to engage in the same things as she did when they weren't around mirrors. "I study rather often, I get teased for being such a bookworm at times. And then I also keep after Ron and Harry to do their homework."

Her reflection giggled. "I have the same problem. Is… Professor Lupin there?" she asked quietly.

"Only temporarily," Hermione sighed. "This years Defence teacher had to go away for a few months so Dumbledore asked him if he could fill in. He's such a sweet man isn't he?"

Clouds seemed to roll over the eyes of her reflection. "Certainly," she said quietly. "I've never seen his reflection."

"Neither have I," Hermione said with a frown. "He doesn't keep many mirrors around really."

"How close are the two of you," her reflection asked quietly.

Hermione flushed slightly. "Well, he and I spend a good bit of time together but he's my professor after all. He's allowing me to do a report on love spells for extra credit. He's really a very wonderful person. But I bet the one on your side is just as brilliant."

The reflection looked at her unsurely then gave a throaty laugh. "Of course he is. He and I are working on an extra credit thing as well. Very similar to yours only it's a bit more of a hands on type report. I actually get to make and test the potions and spells."

"Lucky," Hermione gawked. "I wish I could test them but, of course, finding someone to test them on" she flushed "well, no one would be interested in having one from me."

"I take them myself actually."

"Brilliant idea, why didn't I ever think of that," Hermione sighed heavily.

The reflection looked over her shoulder then looked back somewhat panicked. "We can talk again later," she whispered. "Someone's knocking over here and we can't let anyone know we're talking. Would raise questions you see. Besides, even in the wizarding world it's an odd thing to talk to your reflection."

Hermione nodded lightly and gave her reflection a soft wave and smile. "Talk to you later, erm, Hermione."

She watched with interest as her reflection hurried out of the bathroom door on the other side. Hermione tucked the mirror away safely. Part of her was gitty with glee. She had successfully communicated with her reflection.

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On the other side of the looking glass.

Hermione beamed as she slipped out the door. She threw her arms around Remus' neck and laughed boisterously. "I did it Professor," she grinned broadly, feeling her spirits lighten as his hand lightly ran over her hip and backside.

"Excellent little one. Excellent," he purred. "And you didn't do anything too rash such as ask her to trade yet have you?"

Hermione's tone softened. "Of course not Professor," she sighed.

A single part in the back of her mind screamed, "What are you doing, Hermione! Your professor! A werewolf! Fight it Hermione! Fight it!" But, the part that was truly in charge of her mind wondered what she was supposed to be fighting. Why would she want to fight such a handsome man like her Defence Against Dark Arts Professor?

"When should I ask her to trade places?" she asked softly.

"Soon little one… Soon," Lupin replied. "We have to get her trusting you first. As easy as that may seem… I know the real you and I know how you can easily mislead people into thinking they can trust you. Unfortunately, she also knows that, I'm certain. Because you're just like her so she must know of her own manipulative abilities."

Hermione huffed heavily. "Why do you want me to trade places with her again? Are you so dissatisfied with me that you feel you need a new me?"

Lupin tsked and tapped the end of her nose. "How could you even suggest such a thing my little otter? Because it's what you want remember? You wanted to see what it was like over there." A slow smile crept to the corner of her professor's lips before he brushed them over hers gently. "Now, lets go back to my office and I can reward you for being such a smart young woman."

AN: Hmm... I think I stand corrected to my "an" at he end of the last prologue... I think "Reflection Lupin" is actually the one that wants to be evil in this fic. NOt sure yet heh -.-;