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The Power He Knows Not: The Desire of Two Hearts

"Ginny… This is the Mirror of Erised."

"Oh… What's that?" she asked.

"Read the inscription on the top," he instructed softly.

Ginny looked at the golden mirror and saw a line of beautifully engraved words across the top. Although none of the words made sense in her head, she still read them out loud. "Eriseduh whatuh? I don't know what your reading Harry, but that's not English."

"Read it backwards," Harry explained, with a slight irritation in his voice.

"I show… not your… face…but your…hearts desire. I show not your face but your hearts desire?" she questioned.

"Now do you see why I was staring at you like you were a million galleons?"

"No… well," she said while she was thinking, "I think I get it- oh."

She said quietly as she blushed furiously.

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The library was completely deserted except for two prefects of Gryffindor house, who were sitting at a lone mahogany table on the corner. Hermione was helping Ron, who as usual had procrastinated and had a 4-foot long potions essay due the next morning. Up late with prefects privileges, the only sound was the scratching of Ron's quill until he moaned in agitation once again.

"Come on Ron, just because they're both not around doesn't mean they're lost together." Hermione said.

"But you said you didn't see Ginny in her dormitory and I didn't see Harry in our dormitory either. That must mean that they are together." Complained Ron.

"Well, that wouldn't be such a bad thing for them you know." She muttered to herself, but not quietly enough.

"What did you just say!" spat Ron furiously. "Are you trying to say that they should be together, 'cause I wouldn't agree with you on that."

"But they are so perfect together. Don't tell me you don't trust Harry. You've been best friends with him for almost six years now," Hermione debated nicely.

"Its not that I don't trust Harry. It's that he's not good enough for her. As good as Harry is, he's still not good enough for Ginny. No one is." explained Ron truthfully.

"That's ridiculous!" exclaimed Hermione.

"No it isn't. Harry would be a danger to her. You know how much trouble and danger we get into because of You-Know-Who and I don't know about you but I'm thinking that has something to do with our connection with Harry."

"But Harry is perfect for her and you know he will keep her safe. Besides, he is friendly and loyal and energetic…I just described a dog didn't I?" she paused at Ron's laughter and took the time to enjoy the beauty of his laughing face. When he finally stopped he saw her looking at him. They locked eyes and stayed like that for what seemed forever. Brilliant sky blue gazing into honey brown as if both sets of eyes would burn out when letting go. But unfortunately, Madam Pince bustled by and scolded, "Do hurry up. Just because your prefects doesn't mean you don't need sleep." This broke them out of their gazing contest, and they both turned away, Hermione blushing the color of a pink rose and Ron's ears turning fire engine red.

"Anyway," Hermione started after using a few minutes to get over her embarrassment, "I know you can trust him, Harry is the best guy I know."

"Whatever," was the only quiet response she got out of him at that, since he only had one thought on his mind: What about me?

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Back in his office, Dumbledore was awaiting the arrival of Sybil Trelawney. After his visit to her office she had requested a meeting to discuss the confusion it had given her. He should have known to be more explanatory when it came it came Sybil. If only he had been, because then it would have been much easier to watch the night's events take place. Not that I won't still be watching, he thought to himself with a slight mischievous smile.

He was brought out of his thoughts by a knock at the door. "Come in," was his response. At this his colleague for 16 years walked into the circular, busily decorated room that was his office.

"Hello, Sybil," Dumbledore greeted with a smile.

"Good evening, Headmaster," said Trelawney.

"So what was it you would like to discuss, I'm rather in a hurry," stated Dumbledore.

"I will not keep you long headmaster. I simply wanted to know the meaning of your visit to my office the day before term started," explained Sybil.

"Well," he sighed. " I'm not sure I can reveal too much of my knowledge. Before you gave me the prophecy, which I have put into great use, I was explaining how I sensed something unusual and beyond my knowledge about to happen."

"I gave a prophecy? What was it that I said?" asked Trelawney dreamily.

"That I cannot tell you but once again it is about our young Mr. Potter." At that Sybil opened her mouth as if to respond, "But," he cut her off, with a twinkle in his eye, "it is not one of those death omens we both know you love to give him." Hastily, she snapped her mouth shut. There was silence until Sybil asked her next question.

"When is this prophecy going to commence?"

"I am pleased to inform you it has begun tonight."

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"Well," she paused to get over her realization, "What do you see?"

"I see my family and... and Sirius," he added lamely in place of the true person who stood beside him in front of the rest of his family. A girl with brilliantly wavy hair.

"Oh," she said mournfully.

"Look, Ginny-" Harry started, reaching up with a hand that was meant to touch her shoulder, but letting it drop, remembering what the mirror had just revealed.

"Don't," she said, shrinking away from his hand, "Don't worry about it. It's nothing. It's fine." He gave her a sorrowful look before glancing back at the mirror.

"Well that's new." Harry said.

"What's new?" she asked

"My parents are talking to each other."

"Married people don't talk? I always thought if we got married we would talk all the time and doooo-nevermind!" she cut herself off with embarrassment. I can't say things like that; he doesn't love me back she scolded herself. But luckily he didn't hear the last part because he was too immersed in what his parents were doing.

All of a sudden Harry gasped and exclaimed, "They're talking to me now, but I can't understand what they're saying. Ginny can you understand them. Oh wait, you can't see them."

"Wait I can see your parents! But why? They're your hearts desire." she exclaimed. "Wow! Your mom is pretty and you look exactly like your dad, now I know what everyone is talking about!"

"Maybe if I get closer I could hear what they are saying." He stated while walking toward the mirror. He reached his hand out to touch the surface, except when he did something unusual happened. It started rippling under his touch like raindrops falling on still water. Harry's eyes widened as he watched the silvery glass billow and swallow his hand.

"What's going on?" he said to no one in particular. But then he yelled as he felt to small loving hands grab onto his wrist and pull him with unusual force into the mirror.

"Harry!" Ginny screamed as he disappeared into the enchanted mirror. Even if it wasn't a dark object, being pulled into a mirror wasn't a good thing. Then without being able to stop herself she flung her arms into the mirror, hoping to grab Harry. Instead she got pulled in herself, by two strong manly hands, leaving the room entirely deserted save the enchanted mirror and a very happy, wise wizard.

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