Across the Reflection
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Once upon a time on Valentine's Day…
Draco Malfoy, the sexiest guy at Hogwarts, was alone in his dorm opening and counting the presents he got from his admirers. Hoping one of them was from the 'desire of his heart'. The Valentine gifts have made a huge pile on his bed and there were many more on the dorm floor.
"From Pansy, A hundred and ninety-nine, from Alan, two hundred, from Seamus, yuck... two hundred and… This is so boring. I got this much gift from almost every girl and boy in Hogwarts, except from the one of my dreams. Those emerald eyes…." He kept on thinking of a particular person for a few minutes when he realized he was just hoping in vain.
"Why did I even consider thinking of him? I'm just to good for him. He doesn't deserve me. He's such a pitiful guy. Anyway, I'm a Malfoy. Malfoys don't 'take interest' in disgraceful creatures like him."
'Disgraceful? Are you sure Draco? If he is disgraceful, why do you keep on staring at him, in his beautiful emerald eyes? Why do you always try to irate him, just to get his attention? Then, why do you always….' A voice in his head popped up.
"Just shut up." He tried to muffle the voices in his head by closing his ears.
'Oh, Draco. Don't start to deny yourself. That's what cowards do. That doesn't sound like a Malfoy. You should….' Even though he closed his ears, the voices kept coming.
"I said, shut up. That's enough. Uh, I'm going to take a bath now. Got to chill up my mind." He grabbed his silver bathrobe and entered the lavatory.
***
The great Harry Potter was sitting on his bed looking at Ron who was anxious on opening his V-day's presents.
"Oh, Harry look this one is from the, number one chic of Hogwarts, Pavarti. You are so damn lucky. And this one, you got one from Lavender, too? Hey, she's my part, buddy, how could you flirt with both of them? I thought you were my friend."
"Oh, come on, Ron! One, I am your friend. Two, I am not interested in any of them. Three, I never flirted with them. Four, I.…"
"Okay, okay, I was just kidding, Harry. I know you won't do that. Anyway, I know just exactly who you are interested with…" His eyes flickered.
"Huh, just make a guess, a big guess. Sure you won't be even close." He smirked. He was about 100% sure that Ron had no idea who he was attracted to. "I'll give you three chances. If you can guess I'll give you these." He pointed to the gifts from Pavarti and Lavender.
"Oooh, you are so bighearted, Harry buddy." Ron covered him in a big, I mean, BIG bear hug till he couldn't breath.
"Hummfff…. Ron! Let go!"
"Sorry, I was just a bit too exaggerated about this. Well, let's start. Hermione, of course." He knew it wasn't, but he only asked to make sure that Harry wouldn't mind if he made some moves on her.
"Nope." He smirked, a habit he picked from particular Slytherin.
"Hey, but you got to be honest, okay? If my guess is correct you got to say it. Umm… it must be me." He was just kidding and couldn't help himself seeing Harry's face redden then he blurted into a non-stopping laughter. He kept on grinning, no matter how hard Harry tried to stop him.
"Ron, be serious, will you? That doesn't count. Now, your second guess." Still upset from Ron's silly answer. He kept on laughing till his face was all red.
"Okay, I know who, it's Ginny, right?" 'Let's say, save the best for last. And make Harry a bit, shocked.' He thought. *Playful grin*
"Oh, come on, Ron. She's your sister. You know me better than that. Last guess." Smirked. He was feeling his victory. Little did he know 'what', I mean 'Who' was on Ron's mind.
"Okay, let's say, silver gray eyes, blonde hair, evil smirk…." As Ron continued his rattling, Harry could only watch, um… hear with his jaw hanging open. "I'm right, aren't I? You're attracted to the 'Ice Prince', right?"
"Wha-what??" Blushing madly. "Just wha-what did you say??"
"Okay, Malfoy, right?" He smiled in his victory. "Then, I guess this is mine, now." He took the two boxes and starting to eat its contents. "Chocolate! I love it! Thanks, Harry!" Gesturing towards Harry, to make another bear hug.
"Nu-uh, just stop where you are. No more fuzzy-woozy hugs."
"Okay, then let's open the others." He continued to his previous activities. "Wow, you got one from McGonagall, too!"
"Ron…" He looked unsure.
"Hmm?" *opening gift wraps and taking out the contents* "From Ginny… I guess she still has that crush on you."
"Ron… I…" Looking down to his hands, as they were the most interesting things in the world.
"Hmm??" *still opening gift wraps and taking out the contents* "Yuck, from Collin Creevy. Never knew you had male fans, too."
"…" Looking at Ron. He was unable to say anything.
"Harry, what do you want to say? Just speak up. I'll always listen." *adjourn his actions*
"Ron… It is okay to… I mean… I… me… but…" Still looking at his hands.
"Harry, what the hell do you mean? And would you look at me while you're talking?"
"Okay, well… I mean… is it… I... you... Dra… I..." Ron looked straight to his eyes, trying to catch up what he means.
"Oh, I see. You're asking if it's okay with me if you go out with Malfoy? It's fine with me. No prob, buddy." He went back to his postponed activities. *Opening gift wraps and taking out the contents*
"Ron…" Looking at Ron with puppy eyes, happy ones, though.
"What now? I said it's fine. Even though he acts like a prick, but you have the right to choose whom you want to be with. Anyway, it's not like the first time you were attracted to a guy. I know you had a crush on that Gilderoy guy, right?" Harry's face became ever redder than before. "I'm right, right? Yeah, well anyway, I used to date Seamus, so I think that… Humffff…" Suddenly his face became pale. This time Harry is the one who gave Ron the fuzzy-woozy bear hug, tighter though.
"Ron, thank you!"
***
Someone wearing dark black robes standing in one of the corners of Diagon Alley and tying a package to a black owl. He sent the black owl to an actual place, which happened to be Harry Potter's room. The owl left the package piled with the other 'V-days presents' on Harry's bed and left.
***
Harry noticed when the owl just flew out of the window. He looked at the package that the owl sent.
"Ron, look." He took the small silver package and read on its cover. "Pull on the green ribbon."
"Hey, it looks interesting. Can I have this too, Harry?" Ron pleaded.
"No." He searched around for the red ribbon. "Green ribbon… ah, this must be it." He pulled it. All of a sudden, the room was filled with green mist with silver sparkles, which dissolved and turned to red mist with golden glimmers.
"Harry, does those colors remember you to something?"
"It looks like-" Before he could finish his sentence, the mist twirled and made a combination of silver and gold and then vanished. The red and green stars formed into a small squared box.
"Another box." He observed the black box and found some writings. "Mirousia revealus." Nothing happened.
"Looks like a charm. Maybe, we should use a wand." Pointed his wand to the box and repeated the words. "Mirousia revealus." The box whirled as it spun, the size increased and when it stopped it revealed a wooden mirror.
"Wow! Awesome present. Who is it from?"
"I don't know, Ron."
"Well, sure is a fancy wrappings. But, I thought it was something more special than a… mirror? Gosh, strange sense of 'V-day gifts'" Walking out of the room.
"Ron, where are you going?"
"Meeting Olive." Smiling.
"Who? Olive? Who the hell is that? I never heard, oh one of our juniors? But, I never knew you're dating a girl. Why you never…" A bit upset.
"Um… you're wrong. For two things actually… " Doubt.
"What do you mean? Olive who, Ron?" Curious.
"One… not our juniors and two… not a girl…" Looking down to his feet.
"Wha-what??"
"I'mdatingOliverWoodwhatdoyouthinkaboutthat?" He rattled.
"Um… what?" Disbelieving what his ears heard.
"Um… I…" *took a deep breath* "I'm dating Oliver Wood. Now, what do you think about it?"
"Uh…" Harry's face reddened again. "Um… I…" Looking at Ron again. "I… Ronniekins… Olive… never thought that Oliver… with…Ron…" Falling out of the bed to the floor. Still laughing madly.
"Harry, enough laughing. Okay, I'll see you later. Bye." He left the room.
"Yeah, sure… humfff…" Trying to muffle his laughter. "Have a good time with… Olive…"
***
After half an hour laughing…
He spotted the wooden strange mirror again. He observed it. Touching the glass. A flicker came from the mirror. But, he didn't notice it.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall…" Hand still on the mirror. The mirror shimmered again. "A mirror reminds me of him. The 'Ice-Prince', there were rumors that he had a talking mirror in his room. They said he likes to make a 'fashion show' in front of his mirror. Nude…" Touching the mirror. *Grinning* "Such a tempting scene. I wish I could see him like that…" The mirror glimmered again, but he was too drawn in his thoughts to realize it.
"Who?" A low voice asked.
"Draco Malfoy of course" He was really too drawn to figure out than there was something strange going on.
"Well, then you're wish will be granted." The mirror spoke. Poor Harry. The last thing he knew, the mirror sucked him, in to something like a tunnel. He twisted, turned and twirled. There was silver mist covering his sight. When the spinning stopped, he was standing in front of a shocking, rather delighting scene.
A nude, after bath, sexy-looking Draco Malfoy was standing in front of him.
TBC