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”are yht?” said ron. ”you look odd.”
what harry feared most was that he might o find the
mirrain. with rohe cloak, too, they had to
walk much more slowly the . they tried retrag harrys
route from the library, wandering around the dark passageways for
nearly an hour.
”im freezing,” said ros fet it and go back.”
”no!” harry hissed. i know its here somewhere.”
they passed the ghost of a tall witg ie
dire, but saw as ron started moaning that
his feet were dead with cold, harry spotted the suit of armor.
”its here -- just here -- yes!”
they pushed the door open. harry dropped the around
his shoulders and ran to the mirror.
there they were. his mother and father beamed at the sight
of him.
”see?” harry whispered.
”i t see anything.”
”look! look at them all... there are loads of them....”
”i ly see you.”
”look in it pro on, stand where i am.”
harry stepped aside, but with ron in front of the mirror,
he t see his family a ron in his paisley pajamas.
ron, though, was staring tra his image.
”look at me!” he said.
” you see all your family standing around you?”
”no -- im alo im different -- i look older -- and
im head boy!”
”what?”
”i am -- im wearing the badge like bill used to -- and im
holding the house d the quidditch cup -- im quidditch
, too.
ron tore his eyes away from this splendid sight to look excitedly
at harry.
”do you think this mirror shows the future?”
”how it? all my family are dead -- let me have another
look --”
”you had it to yourself all last night, give me a bit more time.”
”youre only holdich cup, whats iing
about that? i want to see my parents.”
”dont push me --”
a suddeside in the corridor put aheir
dis. they hadnt realized how loudly they had been talking.
”quick!”
rohe cloak ba as the luminous eyes of
mrs. norris d the door. ron and harry stood quite still,
both thihing -- did the cloak work on cats? after
what seemed aur.
”this isnt safe -- she might have gone for filch, i bet she
heard us. e on.”
and ron pulled harry out of the room.
the snow still hadhe m.
”lay chess, harry?” said ron.
”no.”
”why dont we go down and visit hagrid?”
”no... you go...”
”i know what youre thinking about, harry, that mirror. dont
go baight.”
”why not?”
”i dunno, ive just got a bad feeling about it -- and
anyway, youve had too many close shaves already. filape,
and mrs. norris are wandering around. so what if they t see
you? what if they walk into you? what if you khing over?”
”you sound like hermione.”
”im serious, harry, dont go.”
but harry only had o in his head, which was to get
bat of the mirror, and ron wasnt going to stop him.
that third night he found his way more qui before. he
was walking so fast he knew he was makihan was wise,
but he did anyone.
and there were his mother and father smiling at him again,
and one of his grandfathers nodding happily. harry sank down to sit
on the floor in front of the mirror. there was nothing to stop him
from staying here all night with his family. nothing at all.
except --
”so -- ba, harry?”
harry felt as though his iuro ice. he looked
behind him. sittihe desks by the wall was her
than albus dumbledore. harry must have walked straight past him,
so