Accio: This charm summons an object to the caster.

I woke up in a sudden haste. My breath was rigid, and I was sweating, heavily. I can't remember what caused me to jolt awake like this. I peeled the blankets off of me. I rested my feet on the floor before I stood up and walked to the door.

I opened the door quietly as I tiptoed through the the common room. As I exited the Slytherin house a sudden chill ran down my spine.

I walked around, through empty hallways and open doors. I didn't know what I was doing really.

I continued this until I had ended up in front of an arched door way with a partially opened door. I -being curious- walked in only to find Harry sitting in front of a mirror staring at it longingly.

"Harry?"

I asked in a hush voice trying not to scare him. Which I soon found out failed when he had slightly jumped in his seat and turned around to look at me.

"Shay? What're you doing here?"

His question rang in my head as I watched him turn around to look back at the mirror.

"I couldn't sleep"

I walked over to him and sat down. The mirror was beautiful, the moons reflection on the glass, the gorgeous frame work, dust and dirt in the details giving it an old and worn look.

"What do you see?"

I looked at Harry a questioning look on my face.

"What do you mean?"

He pointed to the mirror.

"I see my parents, but they're dead"

I nodded my head. I looked back at the mirror and noticed my family's smiling faces with me grown up standing there with a small child in my arms. An unknown man standing beside me, his arm wrapped around my waist. His face was blurry except for his big hazel eyes.

"I see a happy family. My brother, mother, and father. Me grown up with a small baby in hand and a man beside me."

A small smile grew on my face as I imagined what it would be like to be that happy family.

Harry just nods as he continued to stare at the mirror.

"Harry, I'm sorry. I just- I don't know what I would do if I didn't have the family that I have now."

He shook his head silently, his hair moving across his face.

"It's alright don't apologise."

"Back again Harry? And Ms. Caster? Your here too"

We both turned back to see professor Dumbledore standing there.

"I see that you like so many before you, have discovered the delights of the mirror of Erised"

He started walking over to us.

"I trust by now you know what it does"

I nodded my head as Harry did the same.

"This mirror gives us neither knowledge, or truth. Men have wasted away in front of it, even gone mad"

I look back at the mirror, the happy smiling faces, I keep the image in my head, hoping that one day, that's all I see.

"That is why, tomorrow it will be moved to a new home. And I must ask both of you, not to go looking for it again"

I zoned out thinking about what the people that dwell on the things they see in this mirror would be like.

When I came back to reality, the professor had whispered something to Harry, something I may never find out.

When I had gotten back to my room, I laid on my bed, thinking about what things the people I know would see when they looked at the mirror.

Wondering if there was a way to achieve what I saw. And thinking about the life I would live if I had grown up like Harry.

I don't think I could stand living the way he did, I don't know how he did it.