A Changed Reflection
He had taken this path before, not recognizing it now. The door opened and there it stood. Dusty on the sides and towering asking to be looked at. Harry Potter recognized it the moment he saw it. The Mirror Erised. He gazed into it not really sure what he wanted to or was going to find. There she stood. Her chocolate eyes, brown hair, slender body, a graceful smile complementing her perfectly toned lips. A smile escaped Harry's lips and he left not questioning, wondering, staring at the reflection. He had the real thing by his side.