It shows us nothing than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts.
You met Harry on the Hogwarts express as you were going for the first time to Hogwarts. All the other cabinets were full, so you walked almost to the end of the train where you noticed a boy with round glasses sitting down. You opened the doors as he turned his head from the window to the door opening. – “May I sit with you; all the others are full?” – he nodded for you to sit down as you walked inside and closed the doors behind you.
You placed yourself down as the boy looked curious at you, you noticed it and smiled soft. – “My name is Y/n Y/L/n and you are?” – you noticed that he moved around a bit nervous in his seat before he spoke. – “Harry… Harry Potter…” – he said after a long pause, he immediately ducked down as he was ready to receive some questions from you.
“Harry Potter?” – you repeated as he turned his head away from your gaze as he didn’t like the attention around his name. Everyone around him seemed to know more about his life than him and it bothered him. – “Nice to meet you.” – you said as you extended your hand to him, he blinked a few times as he didn’t expect that. – “oh, … nice … nice to meet you as well, Y/n…” – he stuttered as he shook your hand.
The rest of the ride you talked about your parents and how it was to grow up in a wizard family, Harry told you on his turn about his life with the Dursleys as he was glad to be away from them. The closer you got to Hogwarts the more familiar the two of you got, Harry started to consider you as his first friend as you felt the same. You heard the train whistle loud as big clouds filled the blue skies, you looked out of the window and noticed you had arrived.
You and Harry got up at the same time as he paused a bit to let you step out as first. You thanked him and jumped out of the train as Harry followed you on foot, he heard a loud voice as he recognised it and without thinking took your arm and ran with you to the loud voice. – “Hagrid!” – he called out as the big man laughed deep, - “Harry Potter so good to see you…” – he had bowed down a bit to speak closer to Harry as his eyes glided from Harry to you.
“Is this a friend of yours?” – he asked him as he straightened himself again and waved to some children of your age to come closer to him. – “yes, this is Y/n!” – Harry told him happy as he smiled bright at you, - “Nice to meet you Y/n” – Hagrid spoke as he shook your hand, his hand was so big that your hand was lost in his palm.
“Nice to meet you as well” – you replied as Hagrid didn’t listen anymore he was calling for the first years to follow him. You and Harry followed him to the boats as both of you talked about in which house you would end up. You stopped talking as you saw the castle at the other end of the lake, you pinched Harry in his arm as you were excited to attend to Hogwarts. You shared a boat with Harry, a boy with ginger hair and a girl with glasses, you frequently looked excited at Harry as he kept gazing at the immense castle in front of him.
You were awaited by an elderly lady who wore a green robe and a black pointy hat, she explained to you what was going to happen at the sorting ceremony and what everyone had to do. You and Harry gave each other a look as you wished you got sorted in the same house. The immense doors opened, and you walked inside the great hall were several students were sitting at large tables. At the end of the hall was a large table standing on a platform as you recognised them as teachers.
Everyone stopped in front of a chair with an old, dusty pointy hat on it, it was sitting in a sloppy way as it looked like it could rip at any moment. Professor McGonagall walked to the front and unfolded a large piece of parchment, she cleared her throat as she started to read out loud everyone’s name. You and Harry ended up with Gryffindor as the both of you were glad that you were together and at such a mighty house as Gryffindor.
The first semester was new and nerve wrecking as you had to remember at what floor your classes where and that the switching stairs didn’t lead you to a wrong floor. You loved most of the classes except for Potions as the Professor who gave it seemed to hate every Gryffindor and especially Harry. Professor Snape would give Harry critic for everything he did, if he even breathed Snape would already scold at him.
Harry and you had grown as tick as thieves as the two of you were inseparably. The more time you spent with him, the more your feelings started to grow for him. You were developing love feelings for him, but you never told him as you were happy with the relationship you had with him now. You were also afraid of what he might think of you and if he didn’t feel the same than you would have ruined your friendship.
Soon it was the stressing period of exams but also winter and snow fun. You sometimes went with Harry outside to let Hedwig; his owl stretches her wings. His snow owl loved to fly around the castle and always came back to him whenever he needed him. Your cat on the other hand mostly slept on your bed as it purred soft. Whenever you and Harry are ever talking on your bed, he would always pet her as she purred loud on his lap.
You had promised Harry that you would stay at Hogwarts during the winter break as you didn’t want him to be alone. You had already filled in the paper as Professor McGonagall noted your name that you would stay here. Harry was very grateful that he could celebrate Christmas with you and his other classmates. You knew Christmas was coming soon so, you wrote a letter to your parents asking them to buy Harry a gift from you and send it to you.
It was Christmas eve as you and Harry were sitting in the common room near the fire place, covered in blankets. – “I can’t wait to celebrate Christmas with you, Y/n!” – Harry called out as he smiled bright at you. It was the first time that Harry got to celebrate something, and he was overexcited to share it with you. – “Me too, I’m so glad we get to spent Christmas together…” – you replied as your cat sprung on your lap, asking you for attention.
You breathed out a soft laugh as you started to pet your snow-white cat, Harry laughed soft as she moved her tail to his side showing him to pet her tail. Harry let his hand slide over her tail repeatedly as she purred satisfied. You and Harry kept petting your cat as you gazed at the fire before you, dreaming of a perfect Christmas. As it was close to midnight the two of you said goodbye as you walked to the girl’s side with your cat in your arms. – “Goodnight Y/n…” – Harry said as he paused for a moment standing on a few steps. – “Good night, Harry…” – you replied as you looked back at him, he chuckled soft before he made his way over to his room.
The next morning you were awake early as your cat kept tickling you with her fluffy tail, - “Juniper… not now…” – you said half-asleep as you waved her tail out of your face. She meowed loud as she tried to get your attention, you got up and rubbed your eyes as she placed herself down on your lap. You shook your head soft as you laughed at her behaviour, it only then occurred to you that it was Christmas day. You threw the covers from you and Juniper growled annoyed at you for moving, you putted on your robe and slippers as you rushed down the stairs.
You ran straight to the boy’s section as you knew Harry was the only boy in his room. – “Harry!” – you called out between your breaths as you swung the door open. – “Harry wake up, wake up!” – you climbed in his bed and started to shake him awake as he growled soft, - “It’s Christmas day!” – you shouted as he abruptly got up, making you fall to the end of his bed. – “It’s Christmas!” – he repeated as you nodded excited, he threw the covers off him as he putted on his slippers and robe. You rolled out of his bed as you followed him downstairs, downstairs there was a big tree standing in the corner of the common room as Juniper had already come downstairs and placed herself in front of the warm fireplace.
“Presents!” – you shouted as you ran over to the tree and kneeled in front of it, Harry stood waiting as he knew he wouldn’t get any presents. He only moved when he heard you call out that he had also some presents. He quickly kneeled beside you as he was excited, he never got any presents and now he got four. – “I ... I never get any presents…?” – he said confused as you handed him the first one, - “it’s from Hagrid!” – you called out and Harry recognised the bad hand writing of Hagrid.
He ripped the paper off as you grabbed a present of yours. You had opened it and saw that your grandmother had made you a sweater with a lion on it, representing your house. Harry laughed hard as he was you held the sweater against your chest to see if it would fit. – “Don’t laugh at me as you got also one!” – he frowned soft as he placed Hagrid’s gift aside, you threw him a present wrapped in the same paper as yours.
You were the one to laugh now as he opened the present and presented you the same sweater. He looked at the note and read that your grandmother had made one for him as well. – “I wrote a letter to my parents, asking them to buy you a gift and I think my grandmother wanted to make you it.” – you said as he frowned again at you, he then gave you a friendly hug as he was glad with the gift even though it wasn’t such a pretty sweater but he appreciated the gesture.
You and Harry had unpacked everything as he noticed a strange wrapped present, he reached out for it as you enjoyed some chocolates that your mother had sent you. You frowned as Harry admired the ugly wrapped gift, - “Who’s it from?” – you asked him curious as he looked at the note that came with it. – “I don’t know… it just says, use wisely?” – Harry spoke as he placed the note slowly next to him.
You moved closer to him as you watched him unwrap the gift, you gasped as he pulled out some sort of cloak. – “Try it on!” – you called out to him as Harry got up and held the cloak in front of him, he putted it around him and you dropped your box of sweets as you were shocked. – “Ha…Harry… Harry your body is gone!” – you stuttered shocked as you pointed at an empty spot underneath his head. Harry frowned and looked down as he was shocked by his own appearance.
“My body… it’s gone!” – he panicked as he twirled around to search for his body. – “I think that’s an invisibility cloak!” – you called out as Harry removed the cloak from him and his body appeared again. – “Who would send me this?” – he asked you confused as he placed the cloak over a sofa, you shrugged your shoulders as Juniper had come closer to explore the unknown piece of fabric. – “Imagine the things we could do with it…” – a smirk appeared on your face as you imagined yourself teasing Draco Malfoy with it, he would never know what hit him.
Harry shook his head as he knew exactly what you were up to, - “Y/n don’t even try! Malfoy is not worth it!” – you pouted your lips as Harry laughed soft at your begging face, - “Why don’t you pass me some chocolates?” – he asked you to change the subject, you puffed annoyed that he ignored you and threw some chocolates to him. The two of you kept enjoying the Christmas morning as it started to snow outside.
The rest of the day, you and Harry had spent playing wizards chess and searching the library for more information about Nicolas Flamel. You and Harry had heard that name and knew it had to do something with the strange things that were happening at Hogwarts. First that Troll that was released in the dungeon but ended up in the girl’s bathroom, then the mysterious warning about the third floor. Harry had an uneasy feeling as his scar sometimes started to hurt, you knew it might have something to do with ‘you know who’ as it was impossible for him to be alive but still you were worried for him.
You and Harry never found anything about him in the library as you returned to the common room. That night as Harry was laying in his bed he had an idea to search for information in the forbidden section. He got up and walked downstairs on the tips of his toes and he held the cloak in his hand. He putted on the cloak and walked silently out of the common room toward the forbidden section of the library.
He didn’t find any answers but was almost caught by Filch as he had to ran. He ran to a section he has never been as he encounter Professor Snape and Quirrell around the corner. He covered up his mouth with his hand as he watched Snape threaten him. Harry tried to walk past them as quiet as he could, there was a door next to them at the end of the hall as he made his way over to there.
He opened it slowly as he hoped no one would see it, he closed it again and removed the cloak from him as he was standing in a large room with only a mirror in it. He walked closer to the mirror as it was covered in gold and strange letters, he froze for a moment as he tried to read the words on it. Something was pulling his attention to the mirror as he moved closer to it, seeing himself in it.
Suddenly two figures appeared next to him and he held his breath as he had a feeling he knew them without ever meeting them. He looked from person to person as he started to breath out slow, - “Mother?” – he said soft as the lady with ginger hair nodded soft, - “Father?” – he spoke to the man that was standing on the right side of him. He nodded at him and Harry had to hold back his tears as he was finally seeing his parents for the first time, His mother moved her hand to his shoulder.
Harry placed his hand on hers but only felt his own shoulder, he looked behind him and saw nothing. He looked back in the mirror as his parents were smiling proud at him, Harry moved his hand to the mirror to touch it. He wanted to feel them or just let them know that he wanted to touch them, feel them. He took the cloak again as he knew he had to tell you about this, he wanted you to meet his parents.
Harry rushed outside with the cloak over him as he ran straight to the Gryffindor common room. He rushed to your bedroom as he opened the door and threw your curtains open, - “Y/n! wake up!” – he shout-whispered as you moved restless your head. – “Y/n! wake up! I have to show you something!” – he shout-whispered again as he showed his head from underneath the cloak and pulled the covers from you. You shot awake as you felt the cold in seconds, you looked to where the sound came as you rubbed sleepy your eyes.
“Y/n!” – Harry called out again as you jumped back as you only saw his head, you wanted to scream but Harry quickly covered up your mouth so, you wouldn’t wake up your roommates. – “Y/n! it’s me Harry!” – Harry pulled the cloak more from him, to show you his body as you stared at him confused. – “What are you doing here Harry?” – he shushed you and grabbed your hand as he dragged you out of your bed.
You grabbed your sweater in seconds as he kept pulling you out of your room, - “Harry!” – you shout-whispered as he leaded you downstairs, - “I saw my parents!” – he called out, you wanted to tell him that it was impossible for him to see them but he never gave you any room to speak. – “I saw them in a mirror and I want you to meet them!” – he paused before the passage way out as he threw the cloak over you and him.
You and Harry shuffled next to each other as Harry leaded you to the room you were earlier. On your way you encountered misses Norx and you gasped soft as Harry covered up your mouth to keep you quiet. Harry took your hand under the cloak as he kept covering up your mouth, he eye signalled to you to keep quiet. Misses Norx walked past them back to Filch as Harry removed his hand from your mouth, - “Come on…” – he whispered as he kept holding your hand, you started to blush at his touch as you let him lead you to the mystery mirror he was talking about.
Harry threw the cloak from you as you entered the room and threw it on the ground. He took your hand again as he rushed with you to the mirror, - “Look! Look there are my parents!” – he called out as he placed you in front of the mirror. – “Harry…” – you started but he cut you off, - “Do you see them my parents? Their right there?” – you shook your head soft as Harry wrapped his arms around your body and placed you in a better position in front of the mirror.
“Look, Y/n!” – he called out as he pointed at the mirror, he took again a step aside as he kept looking at you. – “Harry… I don’t see them …” – you said soft as you thought it was your fault that you didn’t see them, you suddenly gasped as you saw yourself in the mirror with Harry. You looked a few years older and you were holding hands. You were confused to what you were seeing, and Harry noticed it.
“What…what are you seeing Y/n?” – he asked you curious as he tried to look in the mirror, you kept gazing at yourself in the mirror as your reflection suddenly turned her body to face Harry. Your reflection moved her hand to his cheek as reflection Harry moved his to your waist, suddenly the two of you kissed each other and you started to blush in seconds.
“What? Y/n what are you seeing?” – Harry asked you again as you didn’t reply the first time, - “I … I … see …us?” – you said soft as your eyes were fixed on your reflection kissing Harry. – “What?” – Harry pushed you a bit aside trying to see it as he only saw you and him as you were now. – “What do you see then?” – you widened your eyes as you couldn’t tell him about what you were seeing. – “You know… just us…”
Harry scratched the back of his hair as he was totally confused to why he would see his parents and you would see them. – “How can you see me when I wasn’t standing in front of the mirror?” – he asked you confused as you were afraid to look at him. – “It’s us but … older…” – you replied as he frowned again” – What are we doing?” – he asked you as you swallowed deep, - “… Kissing…” – you replied nervous as you felt your face burn up from blushing.
“Kissing?” – Harry repeated as he looked from the mirror at you, - “Are you sure?” – you nodded soft as he scratched the back of his hair shy. – “Are you really seeing this, Y/n?” – he replied nervous as he started to move from feet to feet. You nodded again as you felt shy and nervous, Harry bit his lip soft as he gazed at your hand that was hanging next to your body. Without thinking he moved closer to you and placed his hand in yours.
You looked from your hand to him as both of you started to blush like fools, - “Harry…” – you said soft as he held his hand in yours, he turned his body more to you as he suddenly placed a piece of your hair behind your ear. – “Why wait …?” – he said soft as he looked shy at the mirror, you widened your eyes again as you couldn’t believe your ears.
You pulled him closer and without thinking you presses your lips against his, Harry was surprised for a moment but soon enjoyed your kiss. You pulled away after some moments and the both of you laughed sheepishly, Harry than leaded you hand in hand to the invisibility cloak and putted it again around you, leading you back to the common room.
Lacock Abbey is a manor house built upon the grounds of a former convent. The building has been modified an extended throughout history and reflects an array of time periods. This is also where William Henry Fox Talbot (of the Fox Talbot museum) developed the first photo negative. However, a far more exciting fact is that the Abbey was used during the filming of Harry Potter! The scenes where Harry discovers the Mirror of Erised and when Harry hears the basilik after leaving dentention with Professor Lockhart were filmed here. Scenes of Fantastic beasts and where to find them have also been shot here -RoxyB.
Unfortunately the abbey rooms were closed for conservation in the winter. But honestly the cloisters were more than impressive. Go have a gander. -TommyC.
Cost: Adults £12.80, Children £6.40, Family £32.00 (joint admission for the Abbey and Fox Talbot museum).
Opening hours: 11am - 4pm
Side note: The Abbey rooms are closed for conservation works during the winter.
Everyone always talks about how in HP and the sorcerer's stone Erised is Desire backwards, but have you ever noticed the whole inscription on the mirror (Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi) can be flipped backwards with the spaces rearranged to say 'I show not your face but your hearts desire?' I just realized after rereading the book for about the hundredth time.
How do you see Harry anf Romilda being with each other post war? (For the meta thing)
send me a topic to write meta about.
well. since harry isn’t my muse, i’ll focus on romilda and how she feels about him. after the war, obviously romilda has matured in a lot of ways, as they all have. one thing she develops within her after that wasn’t really there before is the emotion of guilt. at first, it’s survivor’s guilt, which i’m sure many of them deal with: for not saving more people, for living while others died. slowly, she begins to reflect a little on her past actions. at this point, she understands why the use of love potion was so deeply wrong (she also makes sure to sit down and analyse why she had used the means she did, and comes to the following conclusion: harry was a hero, and she was a very young girl. of course she idolized him. she was someone who had been raised with the notion that beauty is her weapon, that she will always have what she wants because she is pretty. harry was probably the first person to tell her no, which shook her entire foundation. she wanted harry and she always got what she wanted, she didn’t know how to accept refusal; which led her to the point where she would do anything to get harry or it would devestate everything she stands for).
either way, after the war she starts feeling guilty for this. still, she is a very proud person and apologies do not come easy to her. i’d imagine she meets with harry several times and just holds a casual coversation with him before the words “i’m sorry” actually leave her mouth. once they do, she tries to explain herself the best she can. it’s probably not as coherent and sharp as she usually is, because she doesn’t quite know how to handle apologies and shame and guilt, but she does try her best because she feels he genuinely deserves the apology and deserves to understand and see she truly is sorry. like i said, harry isn’t my muse, but we all know he’s a very forgiving person. i feel that he would be able to forgive her, if maybe not 100% trust her, and they could have at least a casual friendship. (though i feel it is worth mentioning i have had similar interactions with @forslaughter once, where they meet after the war, and in those interactions, not only did harry forgive her, but they actually became close afterwards.)
"The happiest man on earth would be able to use the Mirror of Erised like a normal mirror, that is, he would look into it and see himself exactly as he is." Just about a year ago I was able to take the Harry Potter Studio Tour in London. I stood in front of that mirror, and thought about how at that moment I don't know how I could have seen anything but myself reflected back at me. My family is the only thing I've had in my life longer than Harry Potter. I've been reading and listening since I was 8 years old. It's shaped me into the person I am today. I've changed and grown a lot since my life was ONLY about Harry Potter, and I'm thankful for that too. My love of Harry Potter has evolved from an 8 year old falling in love with reading, to a 16 year old who struggled to find her own identity, to the 24 year old I am now that will still talk your ear off about how gross Snape is a person. Thank you for 20 years of magic J.K. Rowling. I hope our paths cross again one day. ⚡️ . . . . #harrypotter #mirroroferised #harrypotterstudiotour #ravenclaw
