It’s a late night at Hogwarts. Your friends are bored. You all are sitting around in your secret spot; the room of requirement. You’re passing around a bottle of whiskey, sprawled out about across the room. Pansy stumbles across a covered mirror. The sheet covering it is dusty but she can vaguely make out the frame of it. It’s the Mirror of Erised. A wicked grin spreads across her face. She stars daring ever to stand in front of it. She turns it into a drinking game. You tell her to piss off and that you’re not messing with that thing. One after one your friends stand in front of it. You refuse. Mattheo just laughs at their antics. Finally you are the only one who hasn’t looked into it and are still refusing pansy’s dare. Mattheo smirks wolfishly and throws you over his shoulder before setting you down in front of the mirror despite your protests. “Scared of your own reflection, black?” He taunts. But what you see in that mirror shocks you both to your core.