18 | Mirror of Erised

Prompt: you are writing a textbook of the history of magic, you started traveling around the world looking at amazing artifacts with your best friend, newt scamander and find quite the peculiar artifact.

Warnings : lowercase intended, none really besides fluff-ish

Word Count : 1222

Writer: babybarryy

NOTE: I KNOW THIS ISN'T THE WAY THE MIRROR WORKS, BUT PLEASE BEAR WITH ME, FOR THE SAKE OF THE STORYLINE

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you had just recently finished your adventure with newt scamander for his textbook of magical beasts- now it was your turn.

your odd interest in the history of magic landed you a spot in the ministry of magic, where you were going to write a textbook surrounding historic artifacts and historic events.

you were beyond excited when the ministry asked you to do this, more importantly asking you to take newt scamander to go on another around the world adventure.

you decided to start small, like the myth of the 'mirror of erised', the mirror that showed you what your heart truly desired. the myth stated it had been stored in the room of requirement, and has been there since the school has been built.

you were determined to find the ultimate details of this artifact, yet was so scared to look in it. you were afraid it was something you had gotten over, something that had to be dismissed.

you didn't want to look inside the mirror and see you and newt staring back, wedding ring resting on your left hand, and an infant in your other. but deep down, that's all you ever desired. all you've wanted almost your entire life was for newt to love you back, to at least fancy you.

you wanted it so badly on the inside, but you and newt have such a great connection as friends- you couldn't ruin it. no matter how badly you wanted it, you turned the feelings away.

studying that mirror was extremely vital, you didn't need to look in it. you could live without seeing your hearts desire, you had maybe gotten over the crush anyway, it wasn't essential as getting the details and information of this mirror.

you weren't going to look in that mirror, the last thing you needed was a mirror to tell you what you wanted.

• • •

you awoke to the bright sun shining through your curtains, the brightness hurting your eyes.

bangs were heard from outside your door as you laid in bed, not wanting to leave its warm embrace.

"y/n! come on! hogwarts is expecting us in an hour!" newt hollered from the other side.

"alright! I'll be out in 10 minutes!" you yelled back, jumping out of bed. you threw jeans, an old sweater of newt's, and your h/h scarf. you were excited to go back to hogwarts, although you couldn't stand the memories that had been made in those rooms.

you walked out to see a full breakfast, surprisingly not burned.

"newt! you really didn't have to." you beckoned to him.

"it's alright y/n, I wanted to for being able to put up with me for another 12 months. I was also extremely excited to go on another adventure, especially with my partner." he blushed, fiddling with his thumbs.

"aw! you're the sweetest, I don't deserve you." you hugged him, his body tensing, then relaxing. he slowly hugged back, patting you in an awkward fashion.

"anyways, I heard from previous hogwarts students that the mirror has a phrase at the top that's jumbled, we'll need to figure that out and take a few pictures of it." you broke the silence, eating the breakfast newt had prepared.

"a backwards phrase?" he cocked an eyebrow, tilting his head.

"yes, the letters are all mixed up and some words are backwards, for instance it's called the mirror of erised, erised is desire backward." you explained.

his stare lingered as you finished explaining, admiring all your features, your excited e/c eyes, your vibrant pink cheeks, you were simply adorable to him.

you eventually noticed, smiling toward him. he immediately looked back down to his hands, then toward you. you smiled once again, flashing your perfect pearly whites.

• • •

"ahh, glad to know it still smells the same. of old books and body odor." you joked, making newt chuckle. dumbledore walked toward you two, smiling wide.

"good afternoon miss. l/n and mr. scamander, good to finally see you two once again." he shook both of your hands.

"hello professor! we'll be in and out, we just want a few pictures of the mirror of erised and take some notes of its features." you explained, newt nodding anxiously next to you.

"that's fine with me! just take your time, we don't mind." he smiled, waving goodbye. you waved back, a sigh leaving your lips.

"let's get a move on then, shall we?" newt asked holding his arm out. you gladly took it, walking and admiring the gorgeous architecture of the walls.

"god, I forgot how stunning the building is!" you exclaimed, looking around some more, more pointless memories flooding back into your mind.

"not as stunning as you." newt spoke under his breath, admiring you rather than the building.

"sorry?" you asked, turning to look at him.

"o-oh! nothing, it was nothing." he blushed, his cheeks turning crimson. he turned away from you scolding himself.

• • •

you and newt eventually found the room of requirement, sighing as the door unvieled itself in front of your very eyes. you opened the door with the touch of a ghost, noticing how the the doorknobs have rusted, and how the wood on the door has been stained. as the door creaked open, the piles on piles of magical items bewildered you.

"how are we supposed to find a mythical mirror in this mess?" newt wondered aloud, looking around the piles.

"well, according to the myth it should be in the very back left corner of the room. just to be sure, let's check all 4 corners." you planned. he nodded in agreement, heading the other way toward a corner.

"aright, I'll check the ones here upfront." he yelled from one corner.

you made your way around all the corners, reluctantly finding it.

"have you found it?" newt asked from the front of the room.

"no..." you trailed off, examining the mirror.

you looked at the mirror carefully, trying so hard not to gaze into it. your eyes went everywhere besides the mirror, the backwards letters, the intriquite designs- yet you ended up looking straight into it. you saw exactly what you predicted, newt's arm draped around your shoulder, his ring's presence loud and clear. a child was tugging at your dress, smiling up to you. his/her eyes looked exactly like newts, so green and alive. their h/c hair was so similar to yours, yet your child looked so much like newt, it was as if it was him. you sat down admiring the image even more, never wanting to look away. it was so perfect, so innocent, just a family with newt scamander, how could anything go wrong? you would be happy. he could be possibly happy. who are you kidding, he would barely be happy. it was a one side love that would never be fulfilled.

"y/n?" newt asked behind you, pulling you out of your daydream. you whipped your head around to see his tear stained face, ready to hear the worst.

"your hearts desire... it's m-"

"let's pretend you didn't see that, you weren't supposed to." you cut him off, standing up and avoiding all eye contact.

"wait." he held your chin up to look at the mirror as he looked into it. you appeared, almost exactly what you saw. you staring back, and newt longingly looking at you and your child. you looked at him with a wide smile as you threw your arms around him. he didn't tense, he didn't freeze, he only hugged you back tighter.

he pulled from the hug, only to rest his forehead against yours, looking deep into your eyes. his eyes were practically gleaming with joy, as yours was.

"I'm sorry I haven't told you any sooner." he sheepishly smiled, looking away.

"I wouldn't want it any other way." you giggled, kissing him.