Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fan-fiction

During the night of christmas,Harry leaned over the side of his own bed and pulled the cloak out from under it.
His father's… this had been his father's. He let the material flow over his hands, smoother than silk, light as air. Use it well, the note had had to try it, now.
Harry slipped out of bed and wrapped the cloak around himself. Looking down at his legs, he saw only moonlight and shadows. It was a very funny feeling.
Suddenly, Harry felt wide-awake. The whole of Hogwarts was open to him in this cloak. Excitement flooded through him as he stood there in the dark and silence. He could go anywhere in this, anywhere, and Filch would never know.
Ron grunted in his sleep. Should Harry wake him? Something held him back—his father's cloak—he felt that this time—the first time—he wanted to use it alone.
Harry crept out of the dormitory, down the stairs, across the common room, and climbed through the portrait hole.
"Who's there?" squawked the Fat Lady. Harry said nothing. He walked quickly down the corridor.
Harry thought Where should he go? He stopped, his heart racing, and thought. 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.
As he got in the library,Harry sees Key with a clever smile holding a book.
"Key,what are you doing here?" Harry wondered.
"Trying to make sure you don't get caught,also it's been a while since we had some family fun", answered Key,smiling.
Key turns invisible and Harry is amazed by that.
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.
Key stand by Harry assuring him,that's there's nothing to be afraid.
The Restricted Section was right at the back of the library. Stepping carefully over the rope that separated these books from the rest of the library, Harry held up his lamp to read the titles.
Key look at the other books,but it didn't give any useful information.
Their peeling, faded gold letters spelled words in languages Harry couldn't understand. Some had no title at all.
Key noticed a glowing book,while a piercing, bloodcurdling shriek split the silence, a book was screaming! Harry snapped it shut, but the shriek went on and on, one high, unbroken, earsplitting note.
Key try to silence the book,but Harry was still shocked by the screaming book,that he stumbled backward and knocked over his lamp, which went out at once.
Key and Harry hear footsteps coming down the corridor outside,Key stuffs the shrieking book back on the shelf.
After that, Key and Harry turn invisible passing Filch near the door way,they notice a tall suit of armor.
Harry felt the blood drain out of his face, Key felt was out of breath, knowing that Filch is suspicious.
They notice Snape who said, "The Restricted Section? Well, they can't be far, we'll catch them."
Harry and Key stood there in silence,when they notice a door,and squeezes through it.
They managed to get in the room without Filch or Snape.
Harry and Key leaned against the wall, breathing deeply, listening to their footsteps dying away.
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 Harry 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.
Key looks at what Harry sees, which is a magnificent mirror as high as the 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 wohsi.
"Key, can you tell what it says?" asked Harry.
"I'm not quite sure,but I sense something wrong", Key told Harry.
Harry walks up to the mirror,and is amazed seeing two familiar people.
"Harry, what is it, what do you see?" Key asked curiously.
Harry doesn't answer for what he saw was so shocked, that he tries not to scream.
Key tries to see through the mirror, but she couldn't see anything.
"Must be a thing only you can see,Harry", Key informs Harry, seeing Harry looking at the mirror, then the room.
"Why, you saw them too, when we were young?" Harry questioned.
"I know, but this mirror works differently, it must be magic, that lets you see the dead", Key figured out.
Key touches the mirror, making her eyes glow,then stands by Harry seeing a woman and a man.
"You see them too, don't you, is it them? Are they my parents?" asked Harry, with a voice filled with excitement
"Yes, I remember seeing a picture of your mom and dad, sorry I didn't tell you", said Key.
Harry looks back at a very pretty woman who has red hair,green eyes like harry's, and the tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just as Harry's did. The woman is crying, but is smiling.
At first,Key started to back up, feeling odd seeing her aunt and uncle.
"Harry, are you okay?" asked Key, seeing him to cry a little.
"No", said Harry.
"It's alright, it's just an reflection", Key insisted, while hugging him.
Harry looks at both his parents in the mirror, smiling, then starts to see others, an old man that looks similar to him.
"It's okay, Harry, it's okay", Key whispered.
Harry feels a powerful kind of ache inside him, half joy, half terrible sadness.
Key looks at the mirror, wondering if her cousin would feel better, then they walk out of the room carefully, making sure nobody sees them.