Pain, Love, and Protection

A Harry Potter Fanfiction
Fanfiction By: Star2000fire

Chapter Two:
The Mirror of Desire,
and Midngiht fun

Part: A

Disclaimer: I don't Own it, it's not mine, Im makeing no Money from it, just for fun promise.

ALL spelling error's are mine.

Warning For this Chatper: Language. Swearing. Physical Violence.

Author's Note: Okay the HPHPHP is to form a line break so you know what it is, and why it's there.

Response:



...Now On with the show..

Last Time:

Lilly watched as Harry took out a list of subjects and titles she had decided to search while Draco strode off down a row of books and started pulling them off the shelves at random.
Lilly wandered over to the Restricted Section.
She had been wondering for a while if Flamel wasn't somewhere in there.
Unfortunately, you needed a specially signed note from one of the teachers to look in any of the restricted books, and she knew she'd never get one.
These were the books containing powerful Dark Magic never taught at Hogwarts, and only read by older students studying advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"What are you looking for, girl?"
"Nothing." Lilly said, then winced. and instantly wished she'd kept her mouth shut.
Madam Pince the librarian brandished a feather duster at her.
"You'd better get out, then. Go on - out!"
Wishing she'd been a bit quicker at thinking up some story, Lilly left the library.
She, Harry and Draco had already agreed they'd better not ask Madam Pince where they could find Flamel.
They were sure she'd be able to tell them, but they couldn't risk Quirrell hearing what they were up to.

Lilly waited outside in the corridor to see if the other two had found anything, but he wasn't very hopeful.
They had been looking for two weeks, after all, but as they only had odd moments between lessons it wasn't surprising they'd found nothing.
What they really needed was a nice long search without Madam Pince breathing down their necks.

Five Minutes later, Harry and Draco joined her, shaking their heads. They went off to lunch.
"You will keep looking while Im away, won't you?" said Draco. "And send me an owl if you find anything, I'll also look through father's library, he's got a bunch of books that might help."
"of course." the twin's said at once. "We'll look, and you look, and send us an owl if you find anything as well." Draco nodded and gave them a sunny smile before they settled at the table and begain eating lunch and talking about school work and other normal every day activity's.

Once the holidays had started, Lilly and Harry were haveing too good a time to think much about Flamel.
They had the dormitory to themselves and the common room was far emptier than usual, so they were able to get the good armchairs by the fire.
They sat by the hour eating anything they could spear on a toasting fork - Bread, English muffins, Marshmallows - and plotting way's of getting Weasley and Gordric expelled, which were fun to talk about even if they wouldn't work.

The twin's built snowmen and Fort's, made snow angels and had snow ball fight's. they tunnled through mounds of snow, and stayed out until they were soggy with wet, and shivering from the cold before comeing in and sitting in the chair's nearest the fire to warm up.

On Christmas Eve, Lilly and Harry went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all.
When they woke early in the morning, however, the first thing they saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of their beds.

"We got presents?" they said at the same time and blinked, it wasn't a large pile but there were presents.
They scrambled out of their bed's pulling on Bathrob's, and sitting down pulled the first parcel towards themselves. it was from, of all people, Hagrid.
Lilly got a small lap harp, that Hagrid had obviously whittled himself, and harry a Flute. when he blew it - it sounded a bit like an owl.

"Wow.." Hrry murmerd, eye's bright, causeing Lilly to chuckle. "We should learn to play these really well and maybe play them for him. I know he probably only gave them to us because of Gordric, but these are the coolest thing's ever.." she said calmly. only to have Harry throw a pillow at her. "HEY.." she yelped and grabed it up and tossed it back..

The Second, very small parcel contained a note.
We received your message and enclose your christmas present.
From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.
Taped to the note was a fifty -pence piece.
Lilly snorted. "Didja get one of these?" Harry nodded. they shrugged and burried that gift at the bottom of their trunks.
Their next Present contained Candy - a large box of chocolate Frogs from Hermione. With a note as well.
I didn't know what to get you two so I got you some candy, Next year you are telling me what you like.
Hermione Granger

The twins laughed and shook their heads. Lilly placed her chocolate away, while Harry ate one of the Frog's, Giveing her half.
this left only one parcel. Lilly picked her's up, it was very light.
Unwrapping it she frowned, Something fluid and silvery gray went slithering to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds.

She saw Harry had gotten one as well. "I think I read about these somewhere.." she frowned and moved to the small bookshelf that had appeared next to her bed a few weeks into their staying, and held all the books she was reading, had read and wanted to read over and the like.
Pulling it out she flicked and gave a delighted noise. "I was right,"
Harry interrupted. "What is it?"
"It's an invisibility Cloak." she said distractedly. "Their really valuable. there's like only so many of them made and they cost a lot to get." she moved back to her own cloak. And watched in amusement as her brother threw the cloak around his shoulders.

Lilly laughed at her brother's floating head, for his body had dissapeared all together. "Look down.."
Harry looked down at his feet, but they were gone, Lilly watched as he dashed to the mirror. and saw the surprise on his face, for sure enough, his reflection looked back at him, just his head suspended in midair. His body completely invisible.
He pulled the cloak over his head and his reflection vanished completely.

"There's a note!" Lilly said suddenly. "A note fell out of them."
She picked her own up and read carefully.
To each of my grandchildren,
Be they more then one, I give each a cloak,
Your father had one, and his father before him,
Use these well,
there was no Signature, but they knew it was a Grandfather, just not which side of the family it was from.

Lilly had never in all her life had such a Christmas dinner. A hundred fat, roast turkeys; mountians of roast and boiled potatoes; platters of chipolatas; tureens of buttered peas, silver boats of thick, rich gravy and cranberry sauce - and stacks of wizard crackers every few feet along the table.

These fantastic party favors were nothing like the feeble Muggle ones the Dursleys usually bought, with their little plastic toys and their flimsy paper hats inside.
Lilly pulled a wizard cracker with Harry and it didn't just bang, it went off with a blast like a cannon and engulfed them all in a cloud of blut smoke, while from inside exploded a rear admiral's hat and several live, white mice.

Up at the High Table, Dumbledore had swapped his pointed wizards hat for a flowered bonnet, and was chuckling merrily at a joke Professor Flitwick had just read him.
Flaming Christmas puddings followed the turkey. Percy nearly broke his teeth on a silver sickle embedded in his slice.

When Lilly finally left the table, he was laden down with a stack of things out of the crackers, including a pack of non- explodable, luminous balloons, a Grow-Your-Own-Warts kit, and his own new wizard chess set.
The white mice had disappeared and Lilly had a nasty feeling they were going to end up as Mrs.Norris's Christmas dinner.

HPHPHPHPHP

After a Furious snowball fight on the grounds, they came back in cold, wet and gasping for breath, where the twins went to the Slytherin common room and sat in front of the fire. were Harry and Lilly broke in Lilly's new chess set, where Harry lost spectacularly.

Not that Harry minded, it was just all fun.
After a meal of turkey sandwiches, crumpets, trifle, and Christmas cake, the twins felt to full and sleepy to do much before bed except sit and watch the fire and talk.
Soon though they climbed into bed, and it wasn't until then that Harry could think about what had been nagging his mind all day. the invisibility cloak and who had sent it.

Harry waited until Lilly had fell asleep, before leaning over the side of his bed and pulling it from the depth's of his bag, where he'd shoved it so he wouldn't lose it, then climbing from the bed, more of a climbing to his feet, considering they had taken Draco's advice and put the matress on the floor and gotten ride of the bed stand. though for some reason the Curtian's staid, and formed little sheilds around said bed, allowing them to throw up a silenceing charm if they wanted to stay up late and not bother each other. once on his feet he pulled his cloak around himself and slipped from their rooms.

He crept out of the dormitory, down the hall, and out the portriat hole.
"Who's there?" Squawked the Portriat. Harry said nothing, He walked quickly down the corridor.
Where should he go? He stopped, his heart racing, and thkought. And then it came to him.
The Restricted Section in the library.
He'd be able to read as long as he liked, as long as it took to find out who Flamel was.
He set off, drawing the invisibility cloak tight around him as he walked.

The library was pitch-black and very eerie.
Harry lit a lamp to see his way along the rows of books. The lamp looked as if it was floating along in midair, and even though Harry could feel his arm supporting it, the sight gave him the creeps. he just bet Lilly would of loved it. probably would of juggled something to see it all moveing in thin air.

The Restricted Section was right at the back of the library. Stepping carefully over the rope that separated the books from the rest of the library, he held up his lamp to read the titles.
They didn't tell him much. Their peeling, faded gold letters spelled words in languages Harry couldn't understand.

Some had no title at all. One book had a dark stain on it that looked horribly like blood.
The hairs on the back of Harry's neck prickled. Maybe he was imagining it, maybe not, but he thought a faint whispering was comeing from the books, as though they knew someone was there who shouldn't be.

He had to start somewhere. Setting the lamp down carefully on the floor, he looked along the bottom shelf for an interesting looking book.
A large black and silver volume caught his eye. He pulled it out with difficulty, because it was very heavy, and, balancing it on his knee, let it fall open.
and wished dearly that he had cast a silenceing spell around his section of the library as a piercing, bloodcurdling shriek split the silence - the book was screaming!

Harry snapped it shut, but the shriek went on and on, one high, unbroken, earsplitting note. He stumbled backward and knocked over his lamp, which went out at once.
Panicking, he heard footsteps coming down the corridor outside - stuffing the shrieking book back on the shelf, he ran for it.
He passed Filch in the doorway ; Filch's pale, wild eyes looked straight through him, and Harry slipped under Filch's outstretched arm and streaked off up the corridor, the book's shrieks still ringing in his ears.

He came to a sudden halt in front of a tall suit of armor. He had been so busy getting away from the library, he hadn't paid attention to where he was going.
Perhaps because it was dark, he didn't recognize where he was at all.
There was a suit of armor near the kitchens, he knew, but he must be five floors above there.

"You asked me to come directly to you, Professor, if anyone was wandering around at night, and somebody's been in the library - Restricted Section."
Harry felt the blood drain out of his face. Wherever he was, Filch must know a shortcut, because his soft, greasy voice was getting nearer, and to his horror, it was Snape who replied, "The Restricted Section? Well, they can't be far, we'll catch them."
Ohh dear Gods, Snape's gonna flip a lid if he finds out one of his student's was caught while sneaking around, and even more if he finds out one of his student's weren't just sneaking but in area's that were so off even his allowed list. He winced, and hoped he could avoid the two.

Harry stood rooted to the spot as Filch and Snape came around the corner ahead. They couldn't see him, of course, but it was a narrow corridor and if they came much nearer they'd knock right into him - the cloak didn't stop him from being solid.
He backed away as quitely as he could. A door stood ajar to his left. It was his only hope. He squeezed through it, holding his breath, trying not to move it, and to his relief he managed to get inside the room without their noticing anything.
They walked straight past, and Harry leaned against the wall, Breathing deeply, listening to their footsteps dying away.

That had been close, very close. It was a few seconds before he noticed anything about the room he had hidden in.
It looked like an unused classroom. The dark shapes of desks and chairs were piled against the walls, and there was an upturned wastepaper basket - but propped against the wall facing him was something that didn't look as if it belonged there, something that looked as if someone had just put it there to keep it out of the way.

It was a magnificent mirror, as high ast he ceiling, with an ornate gold frame, standing on two clawed feet. There was an inscription carved around the top :
Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on woshi.

His panic fading now that there was no sound of Filch and Snape, Harry moved nearer to the mirror, wanting to look at himself but see no reflection again. He stepped infront of it.
He had to clap his hands to his mouth to stop himself from screaming.
He whirled around. His heart was pounding far more furiously than when the book had screamed - for he had seen not only himself in the mirror, but a whole crowd of people standing right behind him.

But the room was empty. Breathing very fast, he turned slowly back to the mirror.
There he was, reflected in it, white and scared-looking, and there reflected behind and beside him, were at least ten others. Lilly stood to one side of him, her smile bright and happy. Harry looked over his shoulder - but still, no one was there. Or were they all invisible, too?
Was he in fact in a room full of invisible peopl and this mirror's trick was that it reflected them, invisible or not?
"Lilly?" he whisperd. but she did not answer.

He looked in the mirror again. A woman standing right behind his and Lilly's reflection was smiling at him and waving. He reached out a hand and felt the air behind him.
If she was really there, he'd touch her, their reflections were so close together, but he felt only air - she and the others existed only in the mirror.