Ludo was shocked that Liz wasn't looking properly into the mirror.
"But..but..you have to..." he stammered, pointing vigorously to the glass.

Then Professor Forrester came and told them to leave. Ludo scowled.
He let Liz drag him away and he mumbled to her..."Professor Pierce said we weren't out of bounds..."

But there was nothing he could do. He followed her out into the corridor. To the world outside the mirror.

Forrester glared at the boy, "Obviously, Pierce is not here, Vindictus led several others out, and that is 5 points from Ravenclaw for your cheek!" he told the boy as he left the room. He scowled as several others came and went, those were the smart ones, then he took a couple steps closer and examined the mirror himself. Though his eyes longed to look at the image he would see, he opted to NOT become entranced by seeing his own deepest wishes as if they were true. Those thoughts were best kept out of mind for the time being.

Satisfied that the students had not broken the mirror, he left the room.

Ludo turned around as the Astronomy Professor exploded at him. His eyes widened as what Liz had tried so hard not to happen, did.
He opened his mouth to say something, a look of outrage splayed across his face, but shut it.

He let Liz drag him out through the portrait. "It's not even worth it..." he whispered to her once they were out of earshot.
How he longed to show more than cheek to the Professor. It was just another feeble attempt for a Professor to deduct points from a student.

Ross noticed students going through a portrait that he had never seen before so suddenly he decided to follow them and behind his eyes lept out of ttheir socket when he saw the mirror of erised.

Helios had passed by the painting many times. He heard the hushed whispers of what laid behind it by gossiping students. Read the books telling about the artifacts powers.

Now he only need the nerve to look. Kneeling at the foot of the mirror like a reflecting altar, the sunny haired prince could not bring himself to look into it. A blindfold over his blue eyes, helped him fight the temptation, his idle hands resting in his lap.

How long had he been here? An hour at least. Silent and still, like a flesh made gargoyle. It was one thing to imagine your hearts desire in your minds eye, but to look upon a visual image of that desire, what could that do to a person? Was he ready?

No. Not yet.

Wandering down the hall, Raiden stopped to stare at a rather... large... dragon thing. He'd never noticed it before; as he stared at the colours and the massive size of the thing, he wondered why he'd never stopped and looked at it before. Brushing his hand down the side of the frame, as he got closer to look at the words on it, he felt something... was it bent? He hadn't bent it! He gulped and put his hand over the spot again... and noticed that there was space to grab ahold of it. Like.. a door handle?

He tugged.

And the thing moved!

Hello, secret roooooom.

Vanessa wandered down the corridor, finding herself a little bored, and hoping that she would find someone to talk to. Brushing her brunette locks off of her face, she unusually small Hufflepuff, turned a corner, and spotted Raiden, that little second year Slytherin, staring at a rather huge portrait. A rather huge portrait that she'd never seen before. Quickening up her pace, a little, she continued down the corridor, to catch up with him. She wanted to know what was fascinating him so much.
"Hey Raiden," She spoke with a smile, before noticing, that the portrait he was stood infront of had moved a little.

"Is that like a secret room?"

Raiden jumped a little when Vannie Corbette suddenly rushed up behind him, and he very nearly shouted 'No, I didn't break it!' before he'd realized that she wasn't accusing him of breaking anything at all. He smiled at her.

"Hello Vannie Corbette!" he said brightly, as she too looked at the dragon thing. "I dunno... it moved when I pulled."

He pulled a bit more and peeked behind it as it swung. It was indeed a secret room! With... people already in it. So it wasn't so secret. But it was still a secret room! There wasn't much in it... besides something big and shiny in the middle of the room, and students loitering. But big and shiny? Raiden rather liked shiny.

"Let's go in," he urged, and, taking Vannie Corbette's hand before she could protest, he pulled her into the room, making sure to pull the dragon closed behind him. He didn't want the dragon to wake up and get mad that he'd been left open, after all...

Vanessa was a little shocked when Raiden grabbed her hand and suddenly dragged into the room. Looks like this was what she was going to be doing for the afternoon.
"Is that a mirror?" She asked, cocking her head to the side and looking at it. It sure looked like one. But why would a mirror be hidden in Hogwarts? It was odd.

"Shall we go look at it?" She asked, sounding a little hesitant. Surely there must be a reason for it to be hidden

Eeep. He'd just dragged Vannie Corbette without a thought as to how she'd feel about being dragged. But... it was too late. He couldn't un-drag her, so...

It was, indeed, as Vannie Corbette had just pointed out, a mirror. Mirrors weren't Raiden's favourite shiny, but they were nice to look at sometimes. Old ones sometimes had neat shapes that seemed to be imprinted on the glass. This one looked old, older than any mirror he'd ever seen! There must be all sorts of neat shapes on the glass. He moved closer, and a moment later was staring at the top of it, just below the frame. On his tip-toes, he looked... but no neat shapes. Slightly disappointed, but still interested due to the extreme oldness of the frame, he looked at his own reflection... and frowned.

Something was off.

He leaned in, his nose nearly touching the glass, but couldn't for the life of him figure out what it was.

"Vannie Corbette," he said slowly, leaning back and squinting in hopes that the new vantage point would reveal what was off about his reflection; it didn't... "Vannie Corbette, do I look funny to you?" He tilted his head. "I look... not like me."

Following Raiden closer to the mirror, expecting to see her normal, tiny self reflected back at her. But what she did see shocked her a lot.
"Miles?" She asked, more directly to the mirror, Miles hadn't come into the room with her, she hadn't seen him all day. But who was that man behind Miles. Whoever the man was, he looked a lot like Miles. Was it Miles Father? "Miles?" She asked again, looking around but he wasn't here. She looked into the mirror again. It was odd. Why was Miles's Father and herself together. He would have hated her!

She was pulled out of her thoughts when Raiden spoke to her. "Look funny?" She asked, tearing her eyes away from the mirror, to look at him. "No? You look Fine Raiden."

Raiden looked behind him when Vannie did, half-expecting to see her boyfriend person there. Why else would she be saying his name? But... he wasn't there. Hmmm. Maybe Vannie Corbette had something on her mind?

"Are you thinking about something, Vannie Corbette?" he asked quietly. "Cos Miles isn't here... at least I don't see him around?"

He leaned to the side and looked behind the mirror, but he wasn't back there either. So he leaned back and looked at the mirror again, his head tilting this way and that. Something was off with his reflection, he was sure of it. He looked down at his skinny little body, then back at the reflection.

"This mirror... is weird."

Vanessa looked back into the mirror, after she'd spoken the Raiden.
She couldn't work out why Miles and his father were tere in the reflection, but not here in the room. Why couldn't she have them here with her! Well she had Miles, because he was here in the school. She stepped a little closer to the mirror, so that she could place her hand against it. Why did Miles' father looked so happy though. She thought that Vince hated her!

"He isn't here Raiden," Vanessa sighed, looking away from the mirror again, "I think we should not look in the mirror Raiden." She nodded, turning her back away from the mirror, away from the picture of her, Miles and his father.

"Raiden....What do you see when you look in that mirror?" She asked, a little quieter, feeling hesitant again.

Vannie Corbette stepped away from the mirror, but Raiden stepped closer. He desperately wanted to figure out what was off about his reflection... he looked...

"I look... normal," he whispered. "But, not like I do now... I don't look..."

He looked at himself again. In the mirror, he didn't look stringy and little and bordering on ill like he was all the time. He looked healthy. He looked like a normal kid, who would be allowed to play outside and hadn't spent half his lifetime in hospitals, hooked up to various things because he couldn't live on his own.

"I don't like this," he whispered, the words barely audible even to his own ears. "Why can I see the one thing I can't possibly have?"

His stomach started turning into knots, and he wrapped his arms over it, an uneasy expression stealing across his face. This wasn't fair. But he couldn't, for the life of him, tear his eyes away from what he really wished could be.

Vanessa stepped furthur away from the mirror, although she wanted to go back. She wanted what she had seen to be true. But she knew that it could never be. Not if she wanted to stay with Miles. Turning around she watched Raiden walk closer to the Mirror. Was he okay? He didn't look okay. She was worried about him.

As she listened to him, and watched him, she knew that what he was saying was so much more important than what she was wanting to do. "Oh Raiden," She stepped forward, and gently hugged him. "You need to look away...I don't like this." She shook her head, glancing at the mirror again, but not for too long.

"I think I've read about something like this."

Raiden felt a shiver run up his spine, and then Vannie Corbette was hugging him. He turned his face into her shoulder and closed his eyes, trying to shut out the mirror. It wasn't fair. It wasn't nice.

"I don't think I like this mirror very much, Vannie Corbette," he said softly, looking at her. His head started to turn back toward the mirror again, without him realizing it, and he looked at his reflection again. Smiling. He was smiling. "What's wrong with this mirror? Why doesn't it just show your reflection like it's supposed to?!"

He was getting upset now, for no good reason, and he really just wanted to cry or something. It was stupid, it was mean and horrible and he suddenly understood why this mirror was hidden behind a portrait. Because all it did was show cruel things to people.

As he turned his face into her shoulder, Vanessa petted his hair gently, and sighed. She was glad that she was here with him now, because she couldn't imagine him having to face this on his own. It wasn't nice to imagine, and she didn't want to. Raiden was too nice to be made upset by some mirror.

As he moved his head back so he could look into the mirror, Vanessa smiled at him. "Raiden darling, stop looking at the mirror. It's upsetting you" She spoke quietly, hoping that he would listen to her. She would have tried to move him if she hadn't been so small herself. "I think I know what this Mirror is Raiden," She added sadly, frowning a little. That was why it was hidden.

"It might be the mirror of erised. It was here around Harry Potters first year," She spoke slowly, hoping that Raiden would understand. "It shows you your deepest desire."

Raiden twitched, and very suddenly he pulled himself away from Vannie Corbette and took a few steps away from the mirror, making sure that he moved to the side of it so he couldn't still look into it. His arms were still wrapped over his stomach; he felt like he needed to be sick.

"Mirror or Erised..." he vaguely remembered hearing that before. Showing your heart's desire... "Only wizards could think of something so cruel," he whispered, staring at the offending object. "Why would they make something that can show you everything that you can't have? Why would they do that? And then... putting it in a school, where students can find it?! And they can see everything that they'll ever want, but all they can do is look at it and wish because it might not EVER happen?!"

He was shivering, and his heart was thudding against his ribs in a dangerous fashion, but right now he was filled with an emotion that he didn't have much experience with, and he couldn't bring himself back into control. He needed... to get control again...

As he pulled away from her Vanessa smiled sadly at him, before looking at the mirror again. She kind of had some of what her heart desired for. But as long as she had that she could never have the other part. She would never be able to gain Miles' father's trust or friendship. Moving closer to the mirror, she sat down infront of it, staring into the mirror. Would it come true if she just stared at it.

"I don't know Raiden," Vanessa spoke quietly, still looking into the mirror. It was horrible, because she knew that the mirror did, but she still wanted to look into it. She wanted it to be true. She wanted Miles' dad to like her for what she was. "This is why it is probably hidden Raiden, because they don't want us to see it." She added quietly, as she ran her fingers through her hair. She needed Miles, he'd make it all better.

Ross started to look around the room , Most of the teachers had been acting weird latley and Ross had a feeling that his mirror had something to do with it because all of the teachers that had been acting weird have looked in this mirror but the teachers that have not looked into it are acting perfectly normal.

"And.. and it just makes you want to look at it, because you want to see it, but you can't touch it, you can't have it!" he said, his voice far too loud in his own ears. "It's... it's just..."

Vannie Corbette was sitting in front of the cruel thing, staring into it... Raiden swallowed the lump in his throat. What wasw she doing? What was she seeing that kept her there, staring at it?

"Vannie Corbette," he said, his voice cracking at the end of her last name. "Vannie Corbette, could you... come over here?"

She must've been seeing Miles... but what about Miles was she seeing? She already had Miles.

Reaching out again, Vanessa touched the mirror, wanting to go through the glass, and be with the two people in their; the one whom she loved so much, and the one that should have liked her for that. "Let me go," She murmered quietly, although she knew somewhere, in the back of her head, that it would never work, she couldn't have what she wanted.

She heard a voice somewhere, although she was too fixated in the mirror. She didn't want to look away, she wanted it to be true. But when Raiden spoke again, Vanessa had to look away, and nodded. Standing up slowly, she threw a sad glance at the mirror, before moving over to Raiden.

"Why won't it come True?" She spoke sadly looking at the floor. "Why won't he like me."

Ross decided that it wasnt the best idea so noticing a cloth beside it he picked it up and threw it over it "Much better" He said "I dont think that mirror is safe"

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Reaching out again, Vanessa touched the mirror, wanting to go through the glass, and be with the two people in their; the one whom she loved so much, and the one that should have liked her for that. "Let me go," She murmered quietly, although she knew somewhere, in the back of her head, that it would never work, she couldn't have what she wanted.

She heard a voice somewhere, although she was too fixated in the mirror. She didn't want to look away, she wanted it to be true. But when Raiden spoke again, Vanessa had to look away, and nodded. Standing up slowly, she threw a sad glance at the mirror, before moving over to Raiden.

"Why won't it come True?" She spoke sadly looking at the floor. "Why won't he like me."

Vannie Corbette looked so sad and deflated that Raiden couldn't help but wrap his arms around her; she was only a little bit taller than he was now, so at least he didn't feel like he should be hugging her around her waist. Secretly, he vowed that soon he would be taller than Vannie Corbette, so if she ever got sad around him, she could put her head on his shoulder, instead of having to stand awkwardly with him.

"It could come true," he whispered, ignoring his irregular heartbeat. He had no clue what she'd seen, but if it involved Miles, then there was a chance it would come true. "Miles really likes you, Vannie Corbette... You're really smart and funny and pretty, I'm sure that whatever you saw will come true... What did you see?"

He glanced up to see that Hufflepuff boy covering the mirror and internally sighed in relief. At least Vannie Corbette couldn't look in it again now, accidentally...

Abby swore she would never come to this room again, but this time is different. This time she has to come. Everything depends on it. Abby walks into the room ignoring the other students in there. She sees someone has covered the mirror up. I don't know how it's doing it, but it must be what's doing it. Well, there's only one way to find out. Abby takes a corner of the cloth and closes her eyes. She pull it off the mirror and opens her eyes. Abby smiles. "I know... I know everything.... Lady Ravenclaw, I know your story.... Now please tell me what I can do to help." Abby laughs at her reflection, places the cloth over the mirror again, and leaves. Mystery solved.