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Slightly more perverted "Harry Potter" Reboot	By : Artemis1990 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 386958 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 37
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Chapter List
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Chapter 12: Mirror Mirror
It is 7 AM in the morning of December 31^st at the magical school of Hogwarts. The weather is clear with only a few cloud to be seen but the layers of snow outside the window, which allows little color to be seen other than white, means that it is still several degrees below the freezing point. Inside the Hufflepuff common room is a girl with bushy honey-brown hair sitting in her arguably favorite armchair near the fireplace with an open book on her lap.
After a while, Hermione finally sighed as she closes the book and places it on her side, not that it matters since she has already read that same book dozens of times that she is probably able to recite it word for word. Instead, she turns her eyes toward the “barrel” that leads to the boy’s dorm room for any sign of activity but finding none. She sighs once again as she ponders about one of the boys in particular, her best friend, Harry Potter.
Lately, Harry has been acting rather strange around her and that is putting it lightly. She knows that he is trying to hide it and thought that he would tell her sooner or later, which is why she never actually confronts him about it, but it has gone on for over a week and it is really starting to annoy her. The problem is that although it happens often enough by now for her to notice, the timing is too sporadic for her to deduce the reason other than it has something to do with her. Moreover, outside of those random bouts of strange actions, the interaction between them has remained the same.
With her other friends still out of the school enjoying their winter holiday, she doesn’t really have other people to talk about her problem. She is reluctant to bring it up to the professors as well since it has nothing to do with schoolwork and therefore would hate to bother them over it. The thought of confronting the boy straight on has crossed her mind several times, but she isn’t sure that it is a good idea.
She is finally distracted from her musing when the “barrel” opens and reveals the only other resident in Hufflepuff, Harry Potter. As usual, they exchange greetings before heading to the great hall for breakfast. With the great hall being mostly empty other than the staff members, neither first year has trouble finding seats and enjoying their breakfast.
As they eat, Harry breaks the silence between them as he speaks, “It seems that the other students will be back tomorrow” Hermione nods before replying, “Yeah, I can’t wait to see the others too, I heard that Daphne went to visit her relatives and she sounds like she is having a blast over there. Tracey went to Africa, I think… something about her dad taking the whole family for a trip. Susan and Hannah are spending time with their families… all of them said they’d be back after new year have you heard from Neville, Harry?”
The black-haired Puff swallows his bacon before answering, “His letter implies that he just mostly stays at home with his grandma, wouldn’t tell me much on what he does during the holiday but he seems like he’s doing fine. The twins were moaning that they have to help with… “de-gnoming” the lawn, not sure what that means but overall they seem to be having fun... oh and they mention that their brother, Charlie, wrote that they has manage to get Hagrid’s dragon to be accepted by a nursing mother and apparently it is actually a dragoness, it is a girl.”
Hermione raises her eyebrow as she looks at him, “Really? I wonder if Hagrid knew… probably not, “Norbert” is a male name after all… probably we should have renamed her “Norberta or something?” Harry lets out a snort of amusement before suddenly acting as if he remembers something; he blushes and avoids her eyes.
The brunette knits her eyebrow together as she cannot help but notice the boy’s new habit but as soon as she notices it, it’s gone just as quickly as it appears as Harry speaks though still not looking at her in the eyes, “That… is kind of a fun idea. Maybe we can tell him about it later when we visit him.”
With little else to do during the holiday at Hogwarts other than doing their homework, which not even Hermione has the desire to spend most of their free time doing, and has taken to do them little by little over the course of the holiday, both ‘Puffs have taken to visit Hagrid in his hut nearly everyday even if it is just to chat and checking on him. Both of them genuinely like the massive man, behind his rough and wild appearance, nothing can be further from the truth to describe the man’s gentle heart and soul inside.
Thus, their plans for the day are mostly fixed as they finish up their breakfast and head to Hagrid’s hut. As usual, the man serves them his personal brew of tea and biscuits, the latter they both decline as per usual. As expected, Hagrid nearly sprays them with his own tea straight from his mouth when they told him that “Norbert” is actually a female dragon thinking that they have been joking . Once the shock passes, he lets out a hearty, full belly laugh at the newfound knowledge and comments, “Well, that explains the temper. I had thought that she was just hungry all the time, but if she were female then that explain things.”
At the first year Hufflepuffs’s enquiry, the man clears his throat before showing them that he is truly an expert in beasts as he informs them that dragons are matriarchal creatures. The females play more of a role than just producing eggs, they are the protector of the family while the male hunts for food. By the end of his long-winded explanation, Harry and Hermione both couldn’t help but think that Hagrid might have a knack for teaching after all. Both Hufflepuffs finally depart from Hagrid’s Hut as the clock nears lunch time, which they have back at the great hall.
After lunch, they decide that this might be a good time to finish what remains of their homework at the library before their friends arrive in the next few days. As they do their homework, Hermione notice that Harry seem to be occasionally distracted especially when their eyes accidentally meet, yet the boy keeps making up excuses that he needs her explanation about the question’s topic. Finally, Hermione cannot take it any longer as she puts her quill down and folds her arms in front of her chest, “Harry, will you tell me what’s going on?”
Harry looks up from his parchment to his best friend and asks back, “About what?” The brunette rolls her eyes as she replies, “Harry, you’ve been acting weird for the last few weeks around me. Do think I haven’t notice… see, you’re doing it again.” This time Harry swallows once before speaking again, “Do what, Hermione? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The brunette is undeterred, she has come too far to back down that easily, “You’ve been avoiding looking at me in the eyes when we talk, Harry. Just what did I do wrong?”
Harry sees that Hermione is determined to get the bottom of this and feels cold sweat on his back. How the hell do you tell your best friend that you have a memory of her bare crotch that refuses to go away? For Merlin’s sake, he dares to even say that the memory has been responsible for his recent… morning trouble. He can see it in the brunette’s eyes that she won’t be letting him off easily this time and decides that this might be a good time for a more Slytherin approach.
The so called boy-who-lived scratches the back of his head and sighs as he fakes resignation before speaking, “You noticed huh… Well… I’ve just realize that… well… remember Christmas? I know you gave me a chocolate frog and it was one of my first Christmas present… it got me thinking that… well… I never gave you any Christmas present myself and wondered if you noticed so… I kind of… want to make it up to you, but I have no idea how.”
Hermione raises her eyebrows in response as she replies, “Christmas present? That’s it? Harry, I don’t even CARE about that. This year has been one of my best school years EVER thanks to you, it is already more than anything anyone ever gave me in my whole life. THAT and now that I know that you weren’t exactly knowledgeable about Christmas tradition, I don’t mind missing one present.”
Harry shakes his head as he replies back with rueful smile, “That isn’t the point, Hermione. I heard that giving a present can be a reward of its own and… I never had anyone to give Christmas presents to. My… “family” never give me enough money to get one and even if they do, they won’t appreciate one from me. But you, you’re my best friend and I didn’t give you anything, it just feels… wrong now that I know about it.”
Hermione looks at her best friend with raised eyebrows, something told her that the boy in front of her is still hiding the real reason... but his expression also shows that this has also been something that has been on his mind for a while. She cannot help but think that it sounds just like him to care about those kinds of things that most people take for granted. Finally she gives him a small smile as she speaks again, “Well, if it makes you feel better, you can give me TWO presents next year. Just think that you owe me for this year’s, okay? Now, how is your transfiguration report going…?”
The two Hufflepuffs continue their study session until they are informed by Madam Pince that it is time for the library to close for the day as the time approaches dinner time. As per their usual daily schedule, both went for dinner before going for their small “adventure”. They both hve taken to drawing a rough map of the school using spare parchments with notes on it that tell which room is used for which. So far, nothing they have found is out of ordinary as far as a castle that has been turned into a school goes.
Today though, it seems that the school has decided to have a mind of its own, as when the two reached the temporary landing between first and second floor, the stair in front of them suddenly spins before connecting to another set of stairs to create a long stair that leads to the third floor instead of the second. Hermione turns to Harry as she speaks, “That’s… unusual…. “Hogwarts: A History”mentioned that the stairs have been enchanted not to change while someone is climbing it….”
Harry nods silently as he remembers that passage in the book as well before speaking again, “What do we do now? We can’t go back down either until the stair moves again.” As if to emphasize his point, he pointed to the flight of stairs that they had climbed to reach the landing which had reconfigured itself, leaving them stranded on the platform.
Both of them look at the other end of the staircase and sigh at the same time as Hermione speaks again, “That’s the third floor corridor… we’re not supposed to be there but… It doesn’t look like we have a choice….” Harry nods before answering, “Yeah… well, if we’re lucky the stairs might reconfigure once again after we reach there and we can head to another place without getting into trouble….”
Due to the extended length of the staircase and the fact that unlike the astronomy tower stairs, they haven’t been enchanted to act like an escalator, it took them a while to reach their destination and they were huffing and puffing when they did
However, their ordeal apparently isn’t over yet as the moment they step off the stairs, it separates itself from the landing and turns to another direction. With a shocked, “No!” the two first years try to catch it, but they prove to be just a tad too slow as the stairs soon are out of reach for either of them.
Hermione begins to panic as she turns to Harry, “Oh no, what do we do now? Dumbledore warned us not to be here… What if there is something dangerous here?” Harry scratches the back of his head as he answers, “I… I don’t know, Hermione but panicking will get us nowhere. Look, let’s just look around first, we might find another staircase to get down.” He sees the brunette nod several times and lets her take a few deep calming breaths before leading her down the corridor.
As they walk down the deserted floor, both cannot help but think that there seems to be nothing out of ordinary as far as they can find. Sure, they don’t really try to open any of the doors around them as their only concern right now is to get away before someone finds them where they aren’t supposed to be. That changes when they find themselves standing in front of a huge double-door not unlike the one used for the great hall.
Harry turns to the brunette next to him as he asks, “Am I the only one thinking that this is unusual?” Hermione nods as she answers, “No, you’re not… You think maybe whatever is inside was the reason for the headmaster’s warning?” Harry shrugs as he turns back to the door and presses his ear against it much to his best friend’s confusion, “What are you doing, Harry? We need to get out of here.”
The boy pulls back from the door as he answers, “Ah, well… I was just wondering what might be inside. I can hear sound inside but I can’t make out whom or what it is… wait….” Harry puts his ears back to the door and his eyes widen as he grabs Hermione by the hand and pulls her as he runs back down the corridor, “Someone was inside and by the sound of it, they are coming out. We need to go before they find us here.”
Both first years run back to the stairs only to find that it was still disconnected from their location. They begin to panic when Harry turns to the doors lining the corridor and speaks to Hermione, “Check doors! it’s our best bet!” The girl nods as they start checking the doors one by one only to find them locked. Their desperation peaks as the sound of footsteps approaches, seemingly closer than they actually are due to the sound reverberating off the walls.
Harry looks at the far side of the corridor and notices a shadow of a person coming towards their direction when he suddenly hears Hermione calling for him, “Harry, over here! This one isn’t locked! Hurry!” Without wasting another second, both first years dive through the door before closing it hurriedly behind them just as the sound of the steps approaches… and passes them as the person heads toward the stairs, which causes both 11 years olds sigh in relief.
Harry looks at Hermione and wipes the cold sweat off his eyebrow, “Do you think they are gone?” The brunette nods silently, still too nervous to talk after their rather close call. Both of them take several deep breaths to calm themselves before they finally take a real look at the room they are in. Harry immediately comments, “Wow… this place looks like it has been used as a warehouse for a long time… just look at how many things are here, I can’t even tell what most them are used for…”
Hermione takes a look around them and has to agree with her best friend’s deduction, though a glint of light among the items immediately catches her attention. Curiosity soon wins out as she starts to traverse through the mountain of items until she catches sight of the item that is reflecting the light from the window above them. Harry soon catches up to her and asks, “What is it, Hermione? Did you find something?”
The brunette points at the item in front of her as she speaks, “That… what is a full length mirror doing in the middle of this junk?” Harry follows the direction of the girl’s finger and sure enough, in the middle of what looks to be a cleared up space is a full body mirror with an ornate wooden frame. He tilts his head slightly in confusion as he approaches it, “That’s… curious indeed. This space looks like it has recently been cleared just to place that mirror there… Wonder what’s so special about it….”
The boy approaches the item and looks at the frame closely, noticing the inscription on the old wood, “Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi?(1) What kind of gibberish is this?” Suddenly he hears his best friend gasps behind him and turns to look at the girl who is covering her mouth as she has her eyes glued to the mirror.
He approaches the brunette and asks with concern, “What is it Herm…?” The 11 year old boy never finishes his question as he too looks in the mirror and figures out what caused the girl’s reaction. Looking back from inside the mirror is himself.., but the “him” inside the mirror isn’t alone… There is of course Hermione standing next to him and both of them are wearing their school robes just like their real counterparts, but there are other people who are reflected in the mirror who aren’t supposed to be… there are two adults bracketing him and his best friend, a beautiful woman with bright red hair with emerald green eyes on the left side and a man with black unruly hair wearing thick black rimmed glasses over his brown eyes on the right side.
Unconsciously, Harry speaks in disbelief, “Mom…? Dad…?” Just as he speaks the two words, the adults in the mirror smile gently at him. Suddenly, he understands the inscription on the frame as if a switch has been clicked in his mind, “Of course… it was written backward as if someone is writing from the other side of the mirror… let’s see… I believe it said, ‘I show not you face but your heart’s desire’…”
Now that he knows, Harry cannot help but wonder what Hermione is seeing in the mirror but there is no way of knowing except if she tells him herself. He knows from his reading that there is a spell to look through a person’s mind and his “Uncle Severus” had proven that it was real but advised him against learning it… at least not yet, as it takes considerable skill and magic power to do and carries with it a great risk. Still, Harry knew better than to ask, to know someone’s heart desire is equal to asking their innermost secret and it isn’t something that anyone has the right to know outside of him or herself.
Finally, Harry shakes Hermione on the shoulder as he calls out to her, “Hermione, come on. We need to get out of here before someone else comes.” The shaking seems to manage to catch the brunette’s attention as she turns to him as if she has been trapped in a trance, “Huh… what… oh, right… yes, you’re right… let’s go.”
They goes back to the door of the room and opens it slightly to check if there are anyone around before they hurriedly exit and head straight to the stairs. Fortunately, whoever it was that passed them was able to bring the stairs back to their location… and allow them to descend back to the second floor. Neither of them seems to be in any mood for further exploration for the day as they head straight to their own dormitory. Unknown to each other, neither seems to be able to get whatever they saw in the mirror out of their head and the memory prevents them from going to sleep easily.
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anon: That would be answered in future capter (Which 1? I'm not telling :P)
Anon: Noted. I'll take that advice for future chapters, thank you for the suggestion :)
zach firestone: Glad you like it. Thank you
Dan: Please do explain how you reach that conclusion. If you're talking about needing more sexual scene then all I can say is "Not Yet"
mikigreen: Thank you
love lee: 1 word "Never"
jchangpa: We shall see. I'll be honest, I haven't exactly plan anything about Draco but I might have him play a big part later on (Good guy or Bad guy? Dunno) but it would be MUCH later. He's pretty much in the same situation as Ron.
Xavier843766: I happen to think that the forest scene is an important driving force in the story which was why I include it. Unlike Jo though, I DO plan it to be explained in later chapter as to WHY is it important.
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